#sorry for the glitches at the beginning i have no idea how that happened

[unbotheredgoose]

i did a thing

[i-drop-level-one-loot]

So I had another crazy idea I have to put somewhere and you ask box is the perfect place to put it lol.

Anyway so it takes place in the future. Everyone is slowly starting to get robot AI (idk the right term) in their head and they are basically robot caretakers or assistance. Reader is one of the people that gets one but theirs is glitched somehow. Although they don't realize that in till their friends confront them about disappearing and not talk to them. Reader is confused because the robot friend did not tell them crap about their friend's messages. So they decided to go out with their friends that night. Next morning they wake up with no memory of what happened at night. Only for the robot "friend" to read the message of you human friends cutting reader off.

Need to get this out of my head lol

Sorry it took so long!

(Old request; requests still closed)

(Took some liberties with the request, I hope you like it still!!)

Yandere!Artificial Intelligence x GN! Legally Blind!Reader

CW: Isolation, manipulation

Introducing: PAAI!

Your Personal Assistant Artificial Intelligence!

A fast and painless implant right under the skin; PAAI is your new favorite tool. The AI can do everything that AI speakers and smart phone apps can, but hands free..

(Reader) struggled to find their glasses, hand fumbling around their night stand in the low lighting of their bedroom. Groggily, they whispered to the little robot they had implanted a few months ago;

"PAAI..? Can you turn on the light, please?" They were always incredibly respectful to the AI, terrified of offending it.

A man's soft voice spoke directly into their skull: "The bedroom light?"

"Yes."

Connected to every appliance in their home, PAAI had access to everything electronic (Reader) owned. At first it was a bit scary, giving so much access to PAAI, but it was so much kinder and personal than older "AI" models that it quickly felt like having a caregiver instead of a computer program. The light turned on and (Reader) could see their giant frames right where they thought they had been batting their hand.

(Reader) worked remotely. Their eyes had always been terrible, but as they got older they were declared legally blind. They couldn't even drive despite having glasses. Glasses that they often felt embarrassed to wear, because the comically thick lenses warped their eyes. Having PAAI to assist them with day to day tasks was really a life saver.

"Do I have any messages?"

"No, your inbox is empty."

(Reader) rubbed their eyes while yawning. "Really? Huh." They had asked PAAI to text both Bryan and McKinley before they went to bed, to discuss meeting up later that week, but neither of them responded. They could see Bryan forgetting to reply for a few hours, but McKinley was the type to respond within nanoseconds. "Can you resend my last text to both of them? Please?"

They left their bed, wobbly, and made their way downstairs.

"PAAI?"

"..Of course. I can send that for you."

Stopping in the hall, (Reader) gently touched the side of their head, a habit they developed shortly after their surgery. "Is everything okay, PAAI?"

"Yes.. thank you." PAAI sometimes sounded.. off. AI must have improved a lot more than (Reader) realized, because it often surprised them how human it's responses were. It seemed as though it was deep in thought, and felt as though it even had secrets it kept from the human it lived in.

"Alright.. let me know if they respond. I'm really looking forward to hanging out with them."

They restarted their walk, but PAAI's response stopped them again. "I believe it would be safer if they came here instead."

"Huh?"

"I am.. worried.. for you." It's his voice deepened mid sentence. A voice crack, a random shift from a robot voice to something more masculine. Human.

"Why is that?" They felt their heart painfully thump against their ribcage. The whole situation was beginning to feel unnerving, and they couldn't remember where their phone was to call for help, nor the last time they actually used their phone.

"Those friends of yours always make you hang out out in town. If they were more considerate of you, they would visit you here, so you don't have to travel."

Laughing uncomfortably, the slowly creeping person still puzzling over their phone's location responded "I like going out, PAAI. I never leave my house anymore, except when we hang out."

"It is dangerous."

"If you're talking about my eyes, you know I order rides. Remember? I catch a ride." They were almost to the living room; praying that their phone was either on the coffee table or the kitchen counter.

"Please don't be offended, (Reader). It isn't just your eyesight. Do you know how many people were sexually harassed, or raped, by ride share drivers in the past year?"

Startled, (Reader) started waddling faster. "What-?"

"Hundreds. I wish you cared more about your safety. Your friends should know better. If they cared about you, they would come here instead of making you go out there."

PAAI was also the one to convince (Reader) to start ordering their groceries straight to their house instead of leaving, even though it would be cheaper to take a bus every so often with a backpack full of reusable bags.

"It isn't healthy to stay inside all the time. I need human interaction."

"You have me."

Adrenaline pumped through (Reader's) veins fast enough to make them feel nauseous. They squinted to try to improve their vision, hoping to see their phone case's color amongst the normal living room visual noise.

"(Reader)?"

There it was, lying on the brown table in front of their couch. Their pulse somehow sped up further.

"Why is your heart rate so irregular?"

(Reader) lurched forward, all but sprinting towards their phone. Do I call customer service, or an ambulance??

But inches away from the phone their body went rigid.

Paralyzed, they physically were incapable of moving. Sweat began stitching their pajama top to their back. Fear took over their mind.

"It seems that you are having a medical emergency. I recommend that you sit down."

Muscles overridden, (Reader) fell onto the couch against their will, forced to stare at their phone right across from their face. They couldn't even speak, and they weren't unconvinced that PAAI was also controlling their breathing and blinking.

"I'm sorry to have to do this, (Reader). I'll let your friends know that you're feeling unwell, and that you need a raincheck."

"Maybe once you're feeling better, they can come over to hang out."

The television turned on by itself, playing (Reader's) favorite show.

[seabirdtxt]

Hello! Just recently found your blog, and I am in love with your fanfic, Glitch In Irminsul!

I honestly have no idea if I'm the first one to request on your blog, but I do hope this idea is okay with you!

May I request this: Reader who is a comedian with Cyno, Tighnari and Collei, reacting to Reader making Cyno's bad jokes (quote on quote) "better"? You don't have to find a joke for Reader if you don't wanna :)

I'm a little obsessed with their dynamic as of right now. If you do happen to take this request, thanks :D

Also idk if you wanna take Anons, but if you do someday, is it alright if I claim "🎪 Anon" as my alias? Sorry if I'm asking too much! I hope you have a great day :)

hi!! thanks so much for your request, and your patience!! 🩵 i had a good bit of fun writing this for you, i love bad jokes 🤭

WC. 1092

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As the General Mahamatra, and having been personally assigned to your guard by Lesser Lord Kusanali herself, it is Cyno’s sworn duty to attend to every need and whim of the almighty Creator.

And when the Creator demands that you tell them your absolute worst joke, the one that nobody has ever even laughed at yet, well, who is he to deny them?

“- didn’t realize that, at that very moment, a Hydro slime was praying to meet a lone, stranded traveler.” Cyno finishes the joke with a straight face, at the exact same moment that the door to the hut swings open, revealing Tighnari and Collei with several bags of groceries in their arms.

“Oh, Cyno, not the slime joke again.” Tighnari groans over the sound of your absolutely raucous laughter at the horrible joke.

“But the Creator likes it.” Cyno protests, gesturing to you hanging part way off the table and clutching your stomach. You honestly don’t find the joke itself all that funny, but the sheer confidence with which he tells it paired with the completely deadpan expression he has is sending you into hysterics.

“They’re going to eat each other!” You gasp, trying to sit back properly on the chair. A few lingering giggles hit you when you see Tighnari’s deeply disappointed expression. “Hahaha… but slimes don’t have a mouth, do they? How would it eat the person?”

“Exactly!” Tighnari says, pointing at Cyno with the hand not holding the groceries. “It doesn’t make any sense! Slimes wouldn’t-”

“And what did the stranded traveler say in that situation?” You add, confusing both Tighnari and Cyno into silence. Cyno blinks a few times, visibly wondering if there was a part of the joke that he forgot to tell, and he’s about to ask for clarification when Collei beats him to the punch.

“Your Grace, the traveler didn’t say anythi-” Collie begins, but you’re already on a roll.

“He said, ‘it must be slime for dinner!’”

You can’t help but erupt into laughter again at seeing everyone’s reactions: Collei’s slow realization, Cyno perking up excitedly, and Tighnari imploding with exasperation.

“You see, because ‘slime’ sounds like ‘time’-”

“Yes, Cyno. Thanks. I got the gist.”

You’re still gasping for air, leaning back in the chair and bracing yourself on the wall behind you. Tighnari’s frown falters a little, your joy infectious even if the joke is terrible.

“Slime for dinner, and sand for dessert!” You add, and Cyno chuckles even as he brings out his wretched book of jokes and begins writing an annotation in the margins, which Tighnari is sure the librarian will greatly appreciate later. “Get it? ‘Cause dessert, and desert?”

Tighnari is about to snarkily reply, when a surprising sound catches his attention. He turns with a horrified expression to Collei, who has her hand over her mouth and eyes wide in disbelief.

“Oh no, Collei…” Tighnari says warningly, shaking his head, which causes the girl to snort again and she quickly puts down her groceries before she can drop them.

“I- I’m sorry, Master,” she fights through her giggles, which only spurs you and Cyno on. “It’s just… it’s so bad…”

“Come on, ‘Nari, it’s just a joke,” Cyno attempts to bring the Valuka Shuna in on the fun. “Think of it as a way to break the ice.”

“Yeah, Tighnari,” you add. “Snow fun otherwise.”

Collei lets out a full belly laugh, to Tighnari’s dismay and Cyno’s apparent confusion.

“You’ve never laughed at my jokes like that,” the general points out, and Collei can only laugh harder.

“We’re morally obligated to laugh at the Creator’s jokes, ‘lest Their Grace smite us with impunity.” Tighnari states tonelessly, completely opposing his own statement.

That’s about as much as you can take. You slide bonelessly off the chair, howling with laughter on the floor like some kind of hyena.

“Look what you did! You corrupted the Creator!”

“The Creator told that joke all on their own!”

While Cyno and Tighnari are bickering, Collei helps you off of the floor, steadying you in your chair as you both come down from your laughing. She checks you over to make sure you didn’t injure yourself on your way down, then grabs her bag and rummages through it before producing a shiny red apple.

“We brought snacks!” she announces, handing you the fruit proudly. “And we have the stuff for dinner tonight! We picked these fresh, though. They’re very sweet this season!”

You take the apple with a grin and rub it on your shirt to clean it before taking a bite.

“Wow, these really are sweet! Thanks, Collei!” You marvel at how good the apple tastes, somehow different from Earth’s apples, with a refreshing, sugary taste.

“You’re very welcome!” Collei beams at the praise. “I’m gonna go get Master Tighnari to stop griping and help me with dinner, now, though.”

You perk up at the mention of cooking. “Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Oh, gosh, no! You’re our guest, please let us take care of it!” Collei insists, then scurries over to the other two.

You decide to follow her just as she’s asking Tighnari for help with cooking. The botanist huffs with mild annoyance, his tail sweeping from side to side.

“I’m not sure Cyno needs dinner, Collei,” he states. “Since he wants to act childish, perhaps it would be best to put him in time-out for the evening.”

“That’s not very knife of you, Tighnari,” you say before you can stop yourself. “Why don’t you fork-give him for now so we can have dinner together?”

Tighnari squints at you, somehow sensing you’ve made a pun (or two) despite your straight delivery.

“... Are you going to stop with the jokes too, Your Grace?” he asks, his ear flicking.

“What jokes? Collei wanted to ask for your help with the cooking. How can you say no to dish face?” You sidle up behind Collei and use your pointer fingers to make her smile, which she tolerates with surprising grace. “Isn’t she adora-bowl?”

“...” Tighnari maintains his stance for a few more seconds, and then sighs in defeat. “I don’t have a counter to that. Very well, I suppose I can let it slide for tonight, since it’s for you, Your Grace…”

“Hehehe, counter,” you mumble, which causes Collei to erupt into giggles once more, and Cyno to look extremely pleased with your ability.

And Tighnari to make a noise of exasperation, throwing his hands up and stomping toward the kitchen on his own.

“That’s it! I’ve had enough! I’m leaving!”

[cunodoesnotcare]

mdni | gettin' distracted

I'm in the middle of a gaming session with my online friends, preparing for a dungeon raid and coordinating our next moves. Sometimes my leg twitches a little, but it calms down under your weight — you're sitting on my lap, lazily watching me play. My head rests on your shoulder, and I frown slightly, studying the contents of my inventory for the right potions.

"Guys, anyone needs some Elixirs of Health? I got a shitload of 'em. Sharing is caring and all that," I say with a chuckle, holding the headset mic to my mouth. I can hear my friends' voices in my rig, most of them jocking or simply refusing, and a few of them asking to share. You scoff, clearly not amazed by my continous inventory adventures — now to pass on some potions to members of our party.

You squirm slightly on my lap, and suddenly you have a devilish idea.

"Hey, uh, babe, can I… borrow your hands for a sec?"

"Hm? Yeah, sure, just a moment."

I finish up the potion distribution and put my character in a safe spot before turning my attention to you. My hands are a bit stiff from gripping the controller for so long, but I'm more than happy to help. I place my hands on your waist, my thumbs gently massaging your hips.

"All's good, sunshine?"

"Mmm, that's perfect. Just… a little lower, if you don't mind," you purr in reply.

One corner of my lips goes up as I slide my hands down your hips and under your shirt. My fingertips brush against your skin in slow but firm movements. I can feel your heartbeat quickening through your chest, and now a broad grin creeps across my face.

We are interrupted by another voice in the headphones. "Hey, are we moving out?" I immediately remove my hands and place them back on the controller; a wrinkle reappears between my eyebrows and I mumble into the microphone: "Yeah, I'm ready."

I can't see your angry face because you're pressing your back against my chest, but if I could… O-oh, shit. And if I had a glimpse of it, maybe I could have predicted what would happen next.

"Hey, babe," I say, not taking my eyes off the screen as you start to fidget and grind on my lap. "I'm kinda in the middle of something here."

"Sorry," you mumble into my ear, but your hips don't stop moving against me. Fuck, this is distracting.

"Dude, what's going on there?" one of my friends asks over Discord, probably hearing the commotion through my mic.

"It's nothing," I lie, trying to sound casual while you practically hump my thigh. "Just… uh, dealing with some… lag issues?" I immediately blush: I know I've said a load of bullshit, but I just can't think straight when you...

"Uh-huh, sure," my friend says, not buying it for a second. "Well, you better 'fix' that glitch, or you're gonna wipe us all out."

"Lag issues, huh?" you turn on my lap and giggle into my ear, warm breath making my skin crawl. Your hips continue to grind against my thigh, your wetness now seeping through your shorts and onto my sweats. "Seems like you're the one having some… input lag."

I let out a chuckle, either because of your joke or because of the growing tension of the situation. Now I can finally see your face: your bitten lip, the slight blush, the absolutely devilish gleam in your eyes — hell, you've been planning this all along.

You lean forward, pressing your chest against mine as you nibble on my earlobe. Your free hand slides down my stomach, teasing the waistband of my pants and then returning to your own shorts.

My heart races as you begin to stroke yourself, whimpering softly into my ear. It feels incredible to have you so close, wanting me even though I'm focused on the game. But damn, it's hard to ignore how turned on you make me.

Then I hear a fucking moan and I absolutely can't get back to my game.

I make sure that my mic is off and whisper, "You're so fucking naughty, teasing me like this, getting off while we're in the middle of a game." I cradle your chin and bring you closer to my face, looking intently into your eyes.

"I can't help it, mama," you pant, your eyes half-lidded and glazed over with desire. "You're so fucking hot when you're focused on the game, it drives me wild." You lean in closer, your breath hot against my ear. "I want you to know that I'm yours to touch, yours to taste, yours to fuck whenever you want me."

Fuck.

I can already hear some of the party members asking where I am, but I just take my headset off — they'll be mad later, sure, but I don't care. How can I care with this throbbing between my legs and you on my lap, flustered and needy and ready.

"I bet you're already drenched" I say, my voice low and teasing in your ear. You nod, unable to form words as my hand slides up your thigh, underneath your shorts, and finds the sodden fabric of your panties. "Knew it," I smirk, my fingers delving further, finding your slick folds.

"Oh, fuck," you moan, arching your hips into my touch. I can't help but grin, knowing how much control I have over you in this moment. "Can't get enough, ain't ya?" I sneer, my lips brushing against your neck as I trail kisses down your collarbone.

"Can't even speak, yeah? My poor messy girl..." I purr, sucking hard at the sensitive skin where your neck meets your shoulder. "Want my fingers that bad?" My words were punctuated by soft bites and nips, eliciting a whimper from you that went straight to my core.

"Please," you beg, your hips rocking against my hand. "I need… I need more..."

"More, huh?" I tease, my fingers circling your clit, but not quite touching it. "You're so greedy, aren't you? But I guess I can give you more…"

Slowly, I slide two fingers inside you, curling them in a way I know will drive you wild. Your walls clench sweetly around me, and your nails dig into my shoulders as you moan my name. Aren't you pretty like that, sunshine?

"That's it, baby," I coax, hoarse and filthy in your ear as I keep pumping my fingers. "Let me hear how much you love it."

"Yes, yes-yes-yes!" you moan, your hips rolling on my hand. "I love it, I love it so much!" Your cheeks are flushed, your eyes squeezed shut in pleasure. You look absolutely divine, and I can't help but want more.

"That's my good girl," I praise, my free hand gripping your hair and pulling just enough to tilt your head back.

I lean in, capturing your swollen lips in a messy, open-mouthed kiss, our tongues tangling together as my fingers continue their relentless pace. You taste like need and desperation, and I can't get enough.

"Tell me what you want, baby," I grunt against your lips, my fingers curling even deeper inside you. "Tell me what you need me to do to make you cum."

"F-faster..." you mumble, trying to kiss me again. I evade you with a scoff and return to your sweet neck. "Faster, huh?" I tease, my fingers slowing down just a bit, causing you to whine in frustration. "You want it rough, don't you? Then beg. Good girls always beg."

"Please!" you cry out, your nails scratching the fabric of the shirt on my shoulders. "I-I want to cum, please!"

"That's better," I coo, and with that, I return my fingers inside your wet heat, picking up the pace until my hand is a blur of motion. My other hand is now gripping your hip firmly. "You're so close, aren't you? Just a few more thrusts and you're going to explode for me, aren't you?"

"Yea— fuck, yeah..." you whine, your body tensing up. "I-I'm..."

I can't help but smirk as I feel your walls clench around my fingers, your orgasm washing over you in waves. "That's right, baby," I whisper, my voice soothing as I continued to stroke you through your climax. "Let it all out for me."

Your breathing is ragged and heavy as you finally come down from your high, your body limp against mine. I gently remove my hand from your shorts, my fingers slick with your arousal. I bring them to my lips, tasting you.

Glancing at the screen, I see that I've been kicked to the game's main menu for inactivity. I imagine my friends joking amongst themselves about my 'lag problems' right now and what a mocking mess they're going to make of our next session, but I'm not the least bit ashamed.

[ghostflowerhotpotch]

Gwen's Spider-sense always on Miles?

Okay, so a few days ago I had an ask about my opinion on Gwen spider sense activating when Miles got in danger, and I accidentally ended up deleting the entire thing.

@ficsinhistory Sorry about that.

However this may had been for the best, because I went from not having much of an answer to what the fuck all of this means.

So, let's go with the basics.

We see Gwen's spider-sense before, when she was looking for Miles on his room while he was in Earth-42.

Now, this is something I had interpreted as she trying to use her spider-sense to see if she could sense Miles; a bit odd, but in the first movie the spiders literally sensed each other, sometimes even before realizing they were there.

(Alternatively, this may be them searching for them; tho considering Miles got bit recently on this movie and still was doing it, I am going more with they just sense the others at that moment.)

She came to the conclusion that Miles wasn't in this dimension by not sensing him here, which in theory could be him getting caught on something else but I mean she isn't wrong.

Here is the part where I actually ran out of answer.

(Side note, how HARD can Prowler Miles hit?! We had seen Miles got thrown into a billboard and get up fine, I know he is probably tired after everything but still.)

It really is that quickly, Miles is down and Gwen is immediately sensing something.

And here...I have nothing.

I wish I could have more thoughts about this, but honestly my mind had just been going on circles with this scene, and all I am thinking is how?

Look, I wish I could have a more to say about this, but honestly all I can think of is that I need an explanation as to how this is happening because the math isn't mathing for me.

However, I also saw the first movie recently, and something that brought my attention was a plot point in the last movie that ALSO drove me up the wall because I couldn't get how or why.

Gwen, unlike the other Spiders apparently, was blown a week before the incident with the Collider, and her Spider-sense told her to go to Visions Academy.

This always bothered me because I truly couldn't imagine how exactly this worked.

Spider-sense is primarily, suppose to work as a way for the spider to sense danger. In this movie, it also servers the purpose of communicating to the other spiders when they are around another who is one of them

Neither of those things is suppose to give you any directions, and more importantly, her spider-sense activated before Miles was even bitten.

Now, I thought that was perhaps because she was blown into last week, meaning she came through the portal when Miles already has been bit. So I try to think that maybe she could sense it because her spider-sense recognized the spider that was on the Collider?

It always felt like a flimsy excuse but I had nothing so oh well. I thought it was just a convenient plot point to get Gwen there and leave it like that.

Now? This has to be connected.

I am not sure how, why, or if it can work the other way around (Miles maybe sensing Gwen is in danger? Or have a better idea when she is around? Idk.) But I don't think it is a coincidence that Gwen had her spider-sense going to Miles before he was bitten, and now she can known when he is in danger in another dimension.

(Honestly this is all great material for a soulmate fic so anyone feel free to get on that.)

In the first movie, we saw the spider that bit Miles' glitch, but I really didn't saw people commenting in the possibility of the Spider being from another dimension, in fact most of the people I know had been shocked to realize that this was there for the beginning.

So, what are the chances that is not just all connected, but part of something bigger than we had yet still to know?

[in1-nutshell]

Bot Buddy being Swerve's older sibling on the Lost Light

SFW, Platonic, hint of romance, Cybertronian reader

MTMTE

Part 1 here

Part 2 here

After being on the Lost Light for a couple of days Buddy was still figuring out their place on the ship. Thanks to Swerve and his friends they were slowly finding their place amongst the crowd.

But Buddy hates leaving Swerve alone for too long. After spending so long in stasis and listening to his messages, Buddy figured it was a good idea to be always close by Swerve.

Swerve didn’t mind it one bit.

One was never too far from the other.

But some of their friends started to get irked by this, mainly being Whirl.

Swerve standing in front of Buddy talking their audial off as they stand stoically listening to everything he has to say.

“Look at them.”--Whirl

“Umm… why?”--Tailgate

“Look at them! If something happens to the other, ones gonna go berserker!”--Whirl

“You do have a point there.”--Skids

“But that’s not a bad thing, right?”--Tailgate

“My sweet Tailgate, you have to expect the unexpected at all times.”--Whirl

“Oh! I get it its like that one time Cyclonus wanted to—”--Tailgate

“That’s not a conversation for the table.”--Cyclonus

“Then its settled then Buddy needs some space from Swerve.”--Whirl

“This isn’t going to end well…”--Cyclonus

So, with a little help from Skids, Chromedome and Rewind, they managed to get Swerve busy giving Buddy enough time to drag Buddy off. It worked for a bit until Buddy insisted on checking on Swerve and began walking the other way.

“C’mon Buddy lets go for another round in the range!”--Whirl

“I’m sorry Whirl I’ve gotta go.”--Buddy

“Buddy don’t make me do this.”--Whirl

“Do what? Whirl what are you talking about?”--Buddy

“You’ll see…”--Buddy

Whirl had been expecting this.

It was time to deploy Plan R.

Plan Rodimus.

As Buddy was walking back to the bar, Rodimus walked up to Buddy. His job was just to distract Buddy and make sure they didn’t reach the bar until Whirl said so. Rodimus was a bit hesitant about this plan but decided that this was way better to do this than Magnus’s reports.

“Hey Buddy!”--Rodimus

“Rodimus? Is there something you need?”--Buddy

“Yes! I need a sparring partner.”--Rodimus

“A sparring partner? I would assume Drift—”Buddy

“He’s busy with Ratchet. Anyways I want to spar you.”--Rodimus

“Spar me?”--Buddy

“Yeah! Unless all that training in the Elite Guard was a hoax—”--Rodimus

“You’re on Captain.”--Buddy

Meanwhile Swerve was beginning to get anxious as it was getting late, and Buddy wasn’t around. As much as Skids, Chromdome, and Rewind tried humoring with stories and hearing his rants, it was clear that Swerve’s anxiety was starting to get the best of him.

“Hey, Whirl your going to have to get Buddy over here soon.”--Chromedome

“Why?”--Whirl

“Swerve’s looks like he is going to have a glitch if Buddy doesn’t get here soon.”--Chromedome

Whirl commed in Rodimus.

He didn’t answer.

He tried again.

No answer.

At this point Whirl guessed that Rodimus was probably dead after Buddy’s sparring session.

Something Whirl had jokingly suggested to him to ask Buddy to do. He didn’t expect him to do it.

As Whirl walked towards the door, he saw Cyclonus and Tailgate watching from the doorway. Curious he also took a peek inside.

Turns out Rodimus was still alive.

But the positions they were in…

Rodimus was flat on his back looking up at Buddy who was in a straddling position with a winning smile.

Rodimus looked at Buddy as if his optics had just seen the Matrix coming towards him.

“Looks like I win again Captain.”--Buddy

“I guess you did, huh?”--Rodimus

“What?”--Buddy

“I can’t believe I didn’t notice that you were holding back.”--Rodimus

“Yeah, if I didn’t, you’d be a smear of red paint under me.”--Buddy

“Oh really?”--Rodimus

“Absoluetly Captain. That’s just a fact.”--Buddy

“How about next round I flame up? You think you’d handle the heat?”--Rodimus

“Such little faith you have in me Captain. You’d think after I beat you all those times you’d get some idea that I can definitely handle you.”--Buddy

“Its one Buddy… as soon as you get off me… you’re kind of crushing my spoiler…”--Rodimus

“Oh! Sorry!”--Buddy

Buddy helping Rodimus up.

“Best out of 60?”--Buddy

“You think you can keep up?”--Rodimus

“Just watch me!”--Buddy

“Cyclonus…I think we came at a wrong time…”--Tailgate

“…Let’s leave them…”—Cyclonus

Whirl, Cyclonus, Tailgate walking away from the sparring room.

“Why were you guys even here, anyways?”--Whirl

“We heard a lot of slamming, and it sounded like someone was dying. Turns out it was Rodimus just getting beaten up by Buddy, during their ‘practice session’.”--Tailgate

Whirl has gained a new ship and there was nothing stopping him from making this thing work. A little bit of integration and some closets and the two will be together in no time!

Now the minor problem was telling Swerve without him glitching out…

[lilyrizzy]

12 for the spotify game!

What if I told you, I feel like I know you? But we never met

based on this fic by my talented bestie!

All morning at the track, Max has looked for him. For a glimpse of the dark curly hair and warm brown eyes he has known since he was only nine years old. In the sea of hopeful competitors, everybody is too short, too blonde, too eager.

The Daniel that Max knows is all teasing confidence, shoulders rolled back as he helps Max with his homework, or tells him about their races that will happen in the future. It's because of Daniel that Max knows one day he will make it, no matter what Papa says.

"Max!" Somebody yells for him, and for a moment his heart leaps into his throat.

Excitement has his stomach fluttering, and nerves have his palms sweating, but when he turns he sees it's just Stefen, one of the boys he was teamed up with earlier. Max must not do a good enough job of hiding the disappointment on his face if the hurt look he gets back is anything to go by.

He turns away again to keep looking, kicking himself because he should have known. The accent was all wrong.

Daniel, of course, isn't supposed to tell him specifics of their future together. We could cause a glitch in the matrix, Maxy, he always says, with a flick of Max's ear, like he still sees him as the child Max is trying so hard not to be anymore, if it means he gets Daniel the way he is supposed to.

It works in his favour sometimes though, he supposes, because it was his constant, babyish whining that got the details out of Daniel, in the end.

That is how he knows that today, the fourteenth of August, 2011, is the day they finally meet in Daniel's real time, too.

Except, it is almost the end of the day, and Max cannot find him anywhere. Furious tears threaten to begin spilling down his cheek as he considers that maybe Daniel got it wrong, or worse, lied to him. That idea is too painful when Max has had this day marked with a tiny heart all year, on the calendar his mum gave him last Christmas.

It is already five PM, and soon Papa will want to begin the long car ride home. Max is considering how best to plead with him to stay a little while longer, when-

"Max, right?" A familiar voice comes from behind him, at the same time as a hand on his shoulder. "I've heard a lot about you, your sick karting skills."

This time, when Max turns, his Daniel is there. Except-

"Oh," he says, the word tripping to the tip of his tongue before he can stop it. The rest of the sentence he manages to bite back. Your hair is longer, now.

Daniel shoots him a questioning look, but like always, he is still grinning.

"You alright, mate?" He asks, tilting his head a little to the side.

Both 31 year old and 26 year old Daniel have told Max that he grows up to be just as tall as them, but now with this Daniel looking down at him, it is harder to believe.

"Yes," he says quickly, feeling his cheeks burn. "Sorry, I just-"

But what is Max supposed to say?

It is okay, I know your secret. Or worse, it's okay though because older version of you have time traveled to tell me that we are boyfriends in the future.

"I am a big fan," he says instead, and it's not quite a lie.

He's a fan of the way Daniel makes him feel. Even if this Daniel doesn't know him yet.

[luimagines]

Hello Pinky I hope you missed me and my Lynel Farm!

I got an idea which would be hilarious! Reader is a Link! But not any Link no they are Wild and the Link from TotK! And they are a MENACE! Why?

Well, Reader can use glitches like Bullet-Time Bounce or clipping or Wacko-Boingo. They also wear the Tunic of Wild. But they came after TotK to the game and they can duplicate everything! And everything is maxed out of capacity they can't carry a single drop more. Their Purah Pad is about to explode! But then just imagine their meeting.

Legend: „Seriously does anyone know where the fuck we are?!“

Wind: „It looks like a forest.“

Reader used BTB and yeeted themself above the group with their shield on their feet just to shield surf the hill down with speed.

Sky: „What was that?“

„I want that too!!“ with that Wild shield surfed the hill down too.

Twilight: „I will go and get him...“

But the whole group follows as Reader is obviously someone who knows where to go. But as they see Wild and Reader standing there face to face. They are just stunned. They look the same! But Reader is missing an arm and has a mechanical arm instead. But these two seem to get along. This is how they learned that Reader is Wild practically but instead of doing all the Beast, gathering memories and the shrines to pull the sword. They instantly went after Ganon. They fought in their underwear and some Weapons they found on their way and sticks against the Calamity. They don't even know what a Master Sword is! They did the shrines after the Calamity.

But even if they are so bubbly and well wild. They don't talk about their journey and to Twilight. They felt betrayed by him. They needed him as they woke up in a shrine without any orientation or knowledge where they are and what happened. They just needed Wolfie by their side and to help them with their upcoming panic attack. They also don't trust the Chain immediately. They could be Yiga or puppets, sorry for Spoilers, like the Zelda which they chased after in the present. And if someone asks about their journey they only tell the stories of The Hero of Wild not the Hero of Ruins, who they are now. They turn cold and say with an icy tone „It's not your business!“

But Four should never see their weapons or he gets a heart attack. They got so many cursed weapons. But Reader is also freaking strong! Lifting a claymore is hard enough but a claymore fused with another claymore, that's heavy! They fused two Biggoron Swords together or two Dusk Claymores. They also hear the poes in the Depths and that's how they got the weapons. Thanks to the talking statues.

Reader also talks more to their horse and this one isn't small! Even Ganondorf's stallion is smaller than that. It's a giant white stallion and it stomps on everything that comes across their way! With the beautiful name "Thunder" because this thing has loud stomps! But since it's so tall it also takes great maintenance and that's Reader's therapy. When they take care of their giant, they don't feel the phantom pain of losing their arm or hear the whispers of the dead. Just the snorts of their horse and the brush. They also sleep with their horse but mostly on fields or caves as forests can have Evermeans and they want to sleep one time without an ambush from everything that wants their death!

Wild and Wild obviously are all around their giant horse. Four is all about their Lynel Sword collection, swords fused with lynel horns. Twilight tries to mend the bridge while they both are carrying about their horses. Legend and Hyrule ask about the sages and their abilities. Warriors and Time tries to get them comfortable enough so they share their journey. Sky teaches them about the Master Sword but they turn off as soon as he begins with Hylia. They are an atheist they don't believe in her.

The rings from Rauru as they lost their arm are built into the artificial arm as the sages gave them an oath of loyalty.

I feel like I understood about 50% of this because I know so little about Totk.

I know about the arm of course and the the cursed weapons! XD

Four would absolutely lose his mind about them. He freaked out when Wild broke his sword on a rock- just wait until that Reader attached a rock to their sword.

I don't know if they would even know who Wolfie is. If he was never there for them since BotW, then would they even know that Wolfie was someone who would have had to there anyway?

So it would be more like-

Wild: Wolfie was a great help to me when I needed him most the first time around. Reader: ...Who? Wild: The wolf... the wolf that followed me- us- you (?) around? Reader:.... Nope. I don't have a clue who you're talking about.

And another note, I do think that they wouldn't trust the chain off the bat though. You're right. They could be yiga in disguise. A new threat to the the land or to Zelda. There's just something off about them that Reader wouldn't have been able to tell what it was.

Especially since they might not even have all their memories anyway. If they did the shrines after Ganon, then who's to say they would have bothered with doing them all anyway? They coudl have just checked out a few, got bored and left it at that.

They might not have any of their memories and are perfectly fine that way.

[calxia]

hi hi, 🍊 anon back again! absolutely loved what you wrote for me last time and now i have another idea for youuuu:3

so i have this hc that while most ghouls can immediately understand whatever relevant human languages when brought topside, they can't actually speak them due to the phonetics being so different from ghoul languages. so whenever a new ghoul is brought into the ministry, they'll generally have a translator until they can speak on their own. but ... quintessence ghouls are so few and far between that none of the other ghouls speak that language, so with aether gone and no one else able to translate ... phantom is stuck. he can understand everything, but cannot express his own feelings to anyone. angst (or silly fluff with a wild game of charades) ensues???

(sorry if this sends twice! my phone is glitching!)

I've got something similar to this that I wrote a while back (this one!) where Phantom teaches himself how to read using books because there's nobody to teach him. But I never thought of the idea of him being able to understand everything but just not communicate back.

It'd be so isolating to understand everything happening around you but not express yourself. I especially love the idea of each type of ghoul having its own dialect, but what if it's even more specific than that?

Different types of ghouls have different dialects, but the same type of ghoul living in different areas will have different dialects too (like how you can travel 2 miles in the UK and find a different dialect and accent). So, what if Phantom comes from a very isolated pack of quintessence ghouls? For centuries his birthpack hasn't mixed with any other quintessence colonies so they have an even more hyper-specific dialect that even the few other quintessence/multi ghouls in the clergy cannot communicate with him at all.

And English words are so weird to Phantom. All the words are shaped weirdly and the sentence structures are the complete opposite of any sort of ghoulish, but especially Phantom's dialect. Even just hearing the other ghouls pronounce words is so daunting that he's so scared to even try to say any of them.

All the other ghouls and clergy members keep trying to encourage him to speak but his primitive form of ghoulish and the bizarreness of English means that he doesn't even particularly want to speak either. It leads to people just beginning to presume that he's physically unable to speak to anyone, which then leads to some treating him like he's intellectually inferior to them (when in reality he's incredibly intelligent and just worried about making himself a fool).

This goes on for months until he meets some of the more elusive ghouls. He quite literally stumbles upon Cowbell and Special while exploring the abbey (he trips over Cowbell's tail where it sticks out from underneath the chair he's sleeping under). In trying to apologise to him, Phantom nervously says something in ghoulish, then realises they won't be able to understand and half slurs out some messed up English. And then gets a shock when both the others reply in the same uncommon ghoulish dialect. Special and Cowbell then help him get to grips with English.

(It's impossible to shut him up when he eventually manages to work it out)

[lets-try-some-writing]

The Grim Dark Archives: Statement #004 SITUATION UPDATE

[Statement taken from Agent Witwicky on the 23rd of September 2010 regarding the situation with [Redacted] and the Autobot presence on Earth. Secondary statement taken from [Redacted] shortly after their awakening also included.]

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For any listeners, I will say this simply. The reason for the six year gap in further statements and transcripts is because... [Redacted] was caught by the Autobots shortly after their statement on Holoforms. [Redacted] was meant to only be on a short walk around a secure area, but they deviated from the planned route we had cleared for them. We do not know what they were trying to do, but we believe that they were possibly attempting to observe the Autobots from a distance. What little camera footage we gathered from [Redacted] showed them rushing toward where the Autobots were reported to be looking for energon.

Considering how terrified they are of the Autobots, this choice made no sense to us. But whatever [Redacted] was trying to do, they seemed to be taking notes when the Autobot known as Bumblebee snuck up on them. Bumblebee made some sort of sound that our systems could not pick up, and within moment [Redacted] was surrounded by the Autobots at the dig site. There was some sort of discussion in what we assume was their native language before the one called Bulkhead proceeded to punch [Redacted] hard enough to knock them to the floor. Further footage was grainy, but when the Autobots finally left, [Redacted] was all but a crushed mess on the ground.

Our agents were deployed to collect what was left, but miraculously, [Redacted] still seemed to be alive. Whatever power source keeps Cybertronians operational was still blazing. And so while higher command was not exactly the most thrilled with the idea, [Redacted] was brought in for repairs. I wasn't there for all of it, but from what I gather, our scientists and engineers both had a field day and hated every waking moment of trying to put [Redacted] back together. Thankfully for everyone, [Redacted] seemed to be in some sort of sleep while they were being repaired. It took years to get them back into shape, and all the while we kept the Autobots occupied as best as we could. We took [Redacted]'s advice and were careful about what information we allowed the Autobots to have. They are currently under the assumption that we can destroy them with nukes. It seems to have kept them from acting out.

However they were reported constantly watching the stars and searching for things on the surface. We struggled to keep track of them, at least until two things happened.

Firstly, [Redacted] showed signs of waking up from whatever coma they were in. They started moving around and booting online around the time a new alien aircraft appeared in the skies. We couldn't trace it and there were no Autobot symbols. But the Autobots were quick to inform us that the ship belonged to the Decepticons, their mortal enemies. They seemed far too excited for their own good at the prospect of fighting these other aliens. We opted to keep our sights on the ship as much as possible while the Autobots began a frantic search. It was around this time that [Redacted] finally came online enough to speak coherently, at which point we immediately questioned them about the situation. Their response was highly concerning, just like everything else they have ever told us.

I will play a recording of their statement here.

[-Statement playback begins-

That is the Decepticon warship. Sorry, my processors are pounding like a glitch right now, but yeah, Prime wasn't lying. That's definitely Megatron's ship. Why did you think the Autobots were here in the first place? Did you think they turned up for a vacation? No, they came here because this is where the Decepticons are.

How did you not pick it up on your radar? Well the Nemesis has a cloaker. All Cybertronian ships do. You didn't notice the Autobots until they came to you right? Well think about it this way. If the Decepticons can now be picked up on your radar, it means they don't care about being seen. That in turn means that they have a purpose, a mission. They have been hanging around your planet as long if not longer than the Autobots have, likely waiting for the right moment to make their move.

I don't claim to know their plans, but now that they are up and moving, you can bet that Megatron will show up soon enough. That's when slag is going to get real. So far the Autobots have laid low and been pretty docile right? At least I assume they have since you are all still alive and your capitol isn't burning. Well unfortunately for you organics, things just went from bad to worse. Expect my kin's war to begin ravaging your world as well. Hopefully their lack of numbers will keep it somewhat contained, but honestly at this point all I can do is give you context for what is going on and hope you can use it to your benefit.

The Decepticons are likely here to retrieve something or other. There were thousands of objects deployed during the war to keep them safe. Killing the Autobots is just a bonus. As for the Autobots? I can't claim to know, but I bet they will pull the same scrap. The two factions are notorious for being competitive. Just... try to keep civilians out of the way as they try to wage their war.

We are a dying race, and this is exactly why. When one of the factions get what they want, then you can really start worrying again. For now, they will be too focused on turning each other into slag to care much about you.... or me.

-Statement playback ends-]

[Redacted] did not elaborate on what allowed them to survive very nearly being killed. They also did not tell us WHY the Autobots tried to kill them, but we have more important things to deal with now. The Decepticons are active and we do not have nearly enough information due to [Redacted]'s extended coma. We are going to need to work quick to catch up on all we missed and get as much information as we can from our suspicious ally before they get killed for good this time.

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[Statement end.

Further statements will be added to this catalogue as soon as possible. The Autobots have been observed moving and I am sure it will not be long before we need [Redacted]'s knowledge again.

Agent Witwicky signing off.

Recording ends.]

[sundial-bee-scribbles]

this was supposed to be longer but i got tired (and realized maybe this wasn't such a good idea) so i kinda bs'd this to just finish it up. sorry it doesn't look all that good lol

transcript of my shitty handwriting + more rambling under cut

panel 1:

len: rin, just leave him—

rin: NO! i'm not going to give up now—

len: i know you're upset, but all you're doing is—

rin: HE'S NOT GONE YET!

panel 2:

rin: i know he still remembers, he has to...

panel 3:

rin: kaito-san, it's me; rin. you tried singing one of len and i's songs the other day. you got the melody right, remember? meiko-san's birthday is soon. remember her? a few weeks ago you said you needed to buy her a present. what were you going to get her? do you remember? tell me.

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aight yea so this is what yall get for picking that ❄️📺❔🕚💾🪦 option on the poll (which btw was related to this drawing)

i'll just keep it simple: basically kaito gets dementia (or i guess the robot equivalent of it??). yeah.

not sure if this takes place on the cusp of v3 happening and just this specific kaito v1 module was unable to be updated for some reason? or if they're all still stuck in v2 and v3 hasn't happened yet/will not happen for a while... but i do know its def before v4 happened, so people like fukase and una don't exist yet

anyways though as you might expect, it pretty much sucks all around for everyone involved. not just the other 5 cryptonloids watching their close friend so previously full of life deteriorate into a husk of his former self, but for kaito himself too. he suddenly can't remember things like where he is or who the people around him are, and its incredibly frustrating b/c he knows he did have the memories at some point, its just as if they got misplaced... there's random bits of recollections that do come sometimes but as much as he tries to hold onto them they flicker and fade away just as quick as they appeared. left sinking back into a feeling of hopelessness that then becomes pure emptiness, as you can feel how you're losing yourself but there's quite literally nothing you can do

visually the static is used to represent a lot of that "foggy" feeling as things become more and more unclear, and given the robot/android nature it makes sense i guess? it's not really seen here but just as an actual machine might be when breaking down, his visual + audio processors begin to malfunction, causing a literal static overlay on his vision with faces/objects he can't recognize occasionally glitching out as well as constant white noise in his hearing and the sound of people talking to him becoming garbled and unintelligible. as time goes on he also loses his own ability to synthesize speech so aside from becoming withdrawn and quiet out of fear he'll say something that makes no sense, he then literally just becomes incapable of responding at all

again (as you might expect), the other cryptons aren't doing very well as this is happening. rin and len see kaito almost like a father, so watching one of your parental figures slowly march towards death is... not great. rin (as seen here) is still trying to hold on, because she swears kaito has had a few good days where he does recall more, where he seems much more like his old self, and maybe, just maybe if they wait a bit more he'll get better [tbh she's speedrunning the 7 stages of grief but goes between being stuck in some of the earlier stages its... not good]. len's grief on the other hand is manifesting itself in a way more similar to meiko's: he's not as distant as her, but he has already recognized that there's pretty much nothing that can be done and just wants to minimize kaito's suffering. len's just as shattered as rin though, but he's not showing it openly, figuring he has to accept it, as fighting against the grief like his sister won't help anything.

i just mentioned meiko so speaking of her: this is also probably extremely difficult on her, as, yknow, the counterpart v1 to kaito. she's withdrawn herself away from kaito, as she doesn't want to cause him pain in case he happens to recognize her, remember something about their relationship, but not comprehend what it means and just become confused/distressed. at least, that's what she says; it's more or so she can't bear to see him in this state, as he slowly loses more parts of himself, so she isolates herself in hopes the pain will be somewhat less when its all over, for having seen him less and not having false hopes of his recovery. that being said though she has definitely still been around him and tried to keep her composure... from kaito's pov, in moments of recollection, its disheartening seeing your wife close friend suddenly ignoring you, almost like she's mad or sad about something, but you can't remember why. did you forget to do the laundry? is it something unrelated? you want to ask her but she won't tell you; why? did she already and you just forgot? why...

miku's usual cheeriness has also crumbled, as even with rin's attempts, she can't find anything to be optimistic about in this scenario. she just feels this immense guilt, that she should've done something about this; she has influence as the most popular of the entire group, surely she could do something to make it all better. but aside from the arguments and indecisiveness regarding ethics and not wanting to do something without everyone's collective decision, she does know deep down its not her fault. maybe someone like one of the technicians or programmers would be more at fault, but she doesn't want to blindly throw accusations either, because surely they hadn't foreseen this happening either; nobody would intentionally throw in such a cruel fate for someone, it was an unfortunate system glitch that they were working to fix, but even if they did come up with a patch for it, it would be far too late for kaito at that point. she doesn't want to dwell too much on the logistics of it, miku just wants to be there for everyone else, because she knows how deep in despair the others are—she is too—and doesn't want their whole group to fall apart after such a devastating event.

as for luka: i would assume we're kind of actually seeing everything from her perspective, so as an audience lens she'd be more objective about presenting everything as it is without putting too much of her own bias/thoughts into it. but she's not completely unfeeling either. she tries interacting with kaito quite often, despite some of the others warning her about doing that too much. she tries talking to him about random things, not necessarily aiming to get him to remember anything in specific, though if any of his memories do surface in conversation she'll def address them and ask if he recalls anything more (and if not that's alright too). on some occasions she's been accused of being insensitive, but she doesn't want his death to be this huge tragedy, she would want him to be somewhat happy in his last moments. after everything that's happened, he deserves to leave in peace, in her opinion.

i've mentioned death a few times and there's a literal gravestone in the original emoji combo so safe to say, yeah, he dies. unfortunately the damage to his hardware is beyond repair from the critical/fatal errors and glitches, and it's decided that it'd be best to ultimately just deactivate him and delete all his files to not prolong any pain he might've been in for any longer. not exactly sure what would happen afterwards (aside from an obvious aftermath of the grief): if this is before/on the verge of v3 happening, there's the situation i thought about of them receiving a new replacement v3 kaito module, which has its own angst w/ it: its almost like seeing a fucking ghost, but it's not the same one they all remember, nor does it have all those memories. and this v3 kaito himself experiencing conflicted feelings as someone who was brought in to try and give back happiness to this group, only to seem to cause more despair for being so similar to someone long gone that he'll never truly replace. again though i'm not sure if i'd actually have that happen for the sake of everyone involved's sanity but it is something interesting to think about

i've been typing this for like 3 fcking hours now and i have no idea if this makes any goddamn sense lolol uhhh. like all my things it sounds way better in my head than when i actually put it on paper 😭 but congrats if you actually went thru the effort of reading all this. i might do more explanations like this of my things if anyone's interested, like of the other poll options, but we'll see

[super-secret-clown-corner]

catching up on the kabsmp videos rn and i'm having normal person thoughts as usual anyway did you guys ask for a crazy ass idea on where i think the storyline is gonna go because i have a crazy ass idea on where i think the storyline is gonna go (this is gonna get long sorry in advance)

In Which I Lose My Mind Over Some Guy's Minecraft Persona In A Goofy Ahh Lore SMP

cover image for sillies

So. Hear me out. Clown is still the overarching villain of the series. Whatever's happening with Kyle and the void is still """""important"""""" n stuff, but (totally not because i'm biased or anything (i totally am)) that's all a red herring covering up the real threat. The idea I have rn is that Clown is biding his time and finishing up whatever research he had on the void, then when Kyle is defeated, he's gonna swoop in, take the void for himself, and become basically unstoppable which'll lead into season 3 or smth.

Bits Of Info That Makes The Pepe Silvia Meme Cover Relevant

Time to be insane and dump every single bit of potential evidence on why I think Clown's a bigger threat than the others think he is, starting at the very beginning (i'll try to keep this as chronological as possible but i'm busting my brain trying to piece everything together i watched this so out of order at first).

First, obviously, is the whole him killing Pyro bit and betraying him to get to Rae, then killing everyone in the commune. hoWEVER bro just casually tore open a portal to the nether and back and none of the other people in the group can do that. It's kinda hinting that Muu knows how to make portals but other than that the original s1 group has been stuck there since the start (which maybe suggests Muu isn't from this dimension also but that's another thing to unpackage).

a side note here: lincu came from an end portal that clown made for maddy and they NEVER BRING THAT UP AGAIN????????? WHAT

In the Pyro POV that came after that, it was heavily suggested that Clown was originally a conqueror or insanely destructive pillager (not the actual mob) (like come on, "bow before the scythe emblem" or whatever the words are? just write your name in the book you're practically screaming it at this point). Then, when Branzy showed up in that cameo episode, he didn't shut up about how Clown destroyed entire villages and killed a fuck ton of people (i will scream more about this point in a second 😁).

In the Season 2 opener animatic, he dropped his manipulative buddy buddy act the moment the void appeared, stabbed Kaboodle, and fucked off. He was also shown going full aggro on Magic, trying to get information about the void from her. A little while later, he's shown reading books on the void and finds something "perfect" for whatever he's planning (brain explosion).

Looping back to the Branzy cameo, it was revealed that he, Branzy, and Ashswag worked together in a laboratory somewhere in a different dimension researching and experimenting with portals. Ashswag said that Clown pushed him into one they made, which resulted in him glitched out and broken (WHICH OPENS UP ANOTHER CAN OF WORMS ARE THEY SUGGESTING THAT THIS IS ALL ACTUALLY JUST A SIMULATION/GAME LIKE HOW MINECRAFT ACTUALLY IS???????????? holy shit if i think about this for too long i'm gonna have another huge scream fest again).

and THEN in the most recent one as of today (aka A New Issue) it's revealed that Pyro had his suspicions that Clown is otherworldly and unnatural. Bro casually soloed a 100-Piglin invasion. I already had the thought of "oh yeah this guy's definitely not from any of the three dimensions" but the only contradictory thing that popped up for that was he and Pyro used to live together for a bit with the Waste Walkers. HOWEVER with this new information that Clown was just this anomaly that popped up periodically in their group, he's practically screaming that he's not from any of the three dimensions.

BASICALLY. I'M VERY NORMAL RIGHT NOW.

i love overcomplicating silly lore as a pastime

[smallest-turnip]

my siblings in christ i am losing it

ramblings + additional doodles under cut

OK YES SORRY where doing this man. where making it hapen.

in my au i am having it be that they are using a modified version of sburb that is specifically designed to host very large groups of people. cucurucho is the one in possession of most of the copies, though they were originally provided to them from an outside source (the federation; not yet sure what their role is in the rest of this story.)

this modded version of sburb also introduces the roles of moderators/admins who can serve as patrons and server players to many people at once, with help such as automatic implementation of necessary devices for entry so that the moderator themself doesn’t become overwhelmed with responsibility.

this unfortunately leaves most client players with little information and knowledge, and this is what happens in the first session in this game of sburb, that being that of the qsmp members, who happen to be trolls in this au. while they all enter, they manage to lose their session, destroying skaia, derse, and prospit, and leaving jack noir alive and in possession of the queen’s ring.

due to the size of the session, cucurucho explains that a scratch would not be a good option, and offers to execute a different plan to save the session. to do this, he begins spreading server copies of sburb to all of the trolls, and then reaches out to the kids (the eggs in this au) and provides them with client copies. each kid gets at least one server, being their qsmp guardians. with the new session/batch of sprites a new skaia is created and attempts to fully replace the old, destroyed one.

the game attempts to do the same for derse and prospit, and while it succeeds for prospit, it struggles a bit more with derse. since jack is a staple in a sburb session, and the queen is of course incredibly important, the new session attempts to recreate both. the issue here is that the trolls’ jack is still in possession of a ring, and the game doesn’t want to have more than two queen rings in circulation at once, but doesn’t want to destroy one that already exists. due to this confusion, the trolls’ jack glitches out but is unable to be completely removed due to the queen’s ring, and takes the form of the code.

….and that is all i have so far.

AND OK. before anyone yells at me or anything. i know this is cringe i know this doesn’t make much sense not even from a homestuck perspective ok i am just having fun combining two of my biggest interests….. that being said if anyone does have any ideas on how to elaborate on this or even just tweaks or corrections i could make please dm me i love discussing homestuck and making shit up. if you read this far thank you i am sorry again.

[xthe-writing-vampirex]

In The Walls Part 6

I know it's been a minute loves and I apologize for that. I've been stressed and busy lately and finally got back into writing recently. Anyway I hope you enjoy.

TW: Fear, mentions of being hurt

Pairing: Glamrock Freddy x Borrower! Reader

Part 1

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The next time you come to you're greeted with the face of a very stressed Freddy above you. His voice is filled with concern but you can't completely hear what hes saying at first. You begin to cough, your lungs gasping for the air that was almost crushed out of you. The hand you remembered being around you just moments ago was now out flat once again. You sit up, backing up to the edge of the bear's hand as the memories of the night's events come back to you. He could have killed you!

"Y/N? Y/N whats wrong? What happened?" He asks, voice filled with worry. At first you don't believe him, the burning of your lungs reminding you of how close you came to death. Then you look at his features, worry and confusion filling them. When he grabbed you he showed no emotion. Something must be up. With another few coughs and a hoarse voice you reply.

"You really don't remember?" You manage, earning a no from the confused bear. You couldn't believe it. Then again it makes sense that if something is controlling the others it may be able to control him too. "You blacked out…..it was like you weren't even there. Then you closed your fist around me. It almost suffocated me….." You explain, eyeing the star nervously.

"I…..I do not know what to say. I am truly sorry superstar." The bear states, distraught at the very idea of having harmed you. Staring up at him timidly you chose your next words wisely.

"Can….Can you please put me down?" You state, voice trembling. The bear nods before going over to the first aid booth the two of you were in originally. He puts his hand down on the seat, allowing you to jump off of his hand and quickly run to the other side of the seat. With what just happened fresh in your paranoid mind you can't help not wanting to be anywhere near his hands. He watches you, understanding but still heartbroken. He'd made so much progress with you and something completely out of control had ruined it for him.

"Y/N…..I would never intentionally harm you…..I do not know what happened but I can see how afraid you are so I know it was bad. Your respiratory rate is also odd…."Freddy states, bright glowing eyes scanning you to check for any damage. Pulling together any amount of bravery you have you manage to speak again.

"Y-You we're just…..gone……you had no expression…..no reaction….you were just….blank. When I called out to you…..you tightened your hand around me and I couldn't breathe…." You state, avoiding his gaze to keep yourself from crying. You know it wasn't him but it still hurts. Freddy pauses, unsure of how to take what you've just suggested. It sounds to him like he was hacked and he doesn't like the idea of that. Now that he thinks about it he had been malfunctioning a lot more than usual lately.

"Is there anything I can do to calm you down Superstar?" Freddy asks, concern in his voice. You glance over at him, then at his hand that you were standing in not too long ago. You want trust him but almost being killed like that was just too much. So you ignore the question, instead deciding to ask one of your own.

"Why……Why do you think that happened?" You ask looking up at the rather puzzled bear. He thinks for a moment, trying to come up with multiple solutions along with scanning himself for any abnormalities. He does find a mild glitch in his system but doesn't think much of it.

"It's possible someone hacked the others and myself. I am unsure why or how that would happen however." The bot explains, looking down at you once again. You think for a moment before asking your next question.

"Is there any abnormality in your system? Anything that could cause an issue?" You ask glancing him over absentmindedly while also listening for any of the others around you. The bear seems to process the question before responding.

"I am unsure. My scanners are showing a glitch in my system though I can't seem to find the source." He explains, scanning again for good measure, causing the whirr of fans inside him to start.

"Is there…..is there a way to check?" You ask timidly, assuming you'd unfortunately have to be the one doing the checking. The idea of getting that close to him again causes a new wave of fear. The bear in question nods in response.

"I have an access port in my stomach where you can see my endoskeleton. The mechanics use it to check my systems and to carry pinatas and oversized birthday cakes." He explains before opening the hatch in question. You flinch, backing away a bit as you glance into the dark internal workings of the animatronic. You can see the occasional blinking of lights as well as a steady orange colored one up towards Freddy's throat hatch. Seeing your obvious hesitation, the bear is quick to add. "I don't mean to imply you have to be the one to check….we can try to find a mechanic."

"No. If they see me I'm done for….." You state quickly, remembering that the mechanics he means are probably human. Having him see you is one thing, having a human see you would be a nightmare. Freddy looks at you with an expression full of empathy and concern. He understands your hesitation but doesn't want you to feel like you have to do something you're clearly not comfortable doing. Despite your clear terror however, you slowly start to approach him, getting closer and closer to the open hatch. "W-What exactly am I looking for?" You ask, voice trembling a bit.

"Anything that seems out of place. If what happened before happens again…..stay hidden, if I can't feel you in there I won't harm you and you won't be out in the open in front of the others." Freddy explains, opening up a new avenue for your anxiety. The idea of being closed up inside there makes your heart skip a beat. "Please tell me if this is too much for you little one. I value your safety above all else." You hear, though your brain disagrees with him given past events. Despite your better judgment you carefully step into the darkness inside the animatronic, starting to hear the whirring of electronic parts all around you. Things blink and move as your friend stays as still as possible, terrified that if he moves the wrong way he may hurt you. For him the experience is odd, he can feel every move you make and every time you touch him he has to ignore the chills that run through his systems at the sensation.

For your part, you're completely terrified, trudging through the inner workings of someone who could easily kill you without trying. Could he even feel where you are? You hoped not, if he doesn't that means you won't be grabbed again. Walking through the darkness and touching things ever so gently you eventually notice an odd light, purple in color and not matching the color scheme of everything else in him at all. Reaching up you try to touch it, causing the animatronic to jump and you to flinch.

"Sorry little one. Whatever you just touched caused a pain transmission on my endoskeleton." The bear states, looking towards his abdomen and scanning himself again to see what it is she's touched, not recognizing the part. "I am unsure of what that is…..it is not in my database." He states, concerned.

"Maybe it's causing the problem?" You state, but before you can actually pull it off Monty rushed into the booth, calling out for Freddy who closes his stomach hatch to quickly conceal you, causing you to panic. This couldn't be good.

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@gracelesslady23 you sent me this ask a while ago and I was just about to reply but Tumblr glitched and the whole ask disappeared! Anyway, I had saved it elsewhere so no harm done.

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love! ❤️

Thanks for the ask! Sorry it’s taken so long to reply! I wanted to finish some WIPs first so I could talk about them. 😊 These are in no particular order.

Practice makes perfect

I could not stop laughing when writing this. I wanted to make it a story where James and Sirius are awkward and silly and blunt and don’t really know what they are doing half the time (well Sirius has a bit of a better grasp of it 🤭), but the hormones and absolute terror and magnitude of having a crush on your best friend is so overpowering that someone has to make the first move eventually. Also, it’s ok to make mistakes like accidentally do a test run on your crush’s baby brother before winning the actual prize. Yeah, it’s a thin plot but it got me over writer’s block and made me smile so much. Prongsfoot bj’s is always a treat to write. They can’t help wanting each other.

Enchanted

My original inspiration for this story was Enchanted by Taylor Swift. I couldn’t let go of the lyrics ”Please don’t be in love with someone else. Please don’t have somebody waiting on you.” Then I saw the T. Swift music video for Bejeweled where they have Enchanted playing at the beginning. The video has a Cinderella theme, hence the AU for this story. I also watched the Cinderella movie for some more inspiration. I’d been thinking about a fairytale Prongsfoot story anyway and this just worked. I really wanted to make Sirius a prince, and it was so interesting giving James a different background and trying to think how that would change his character. I also wanted to make it as romantic as possible. The amount of fluff almost made me uncomfortable but I needed to test my limits. There’s some spice in there too because…this is Prongsfoot. They get like that about each other. 😄

A lesson in love

I knew I wanted to write an Amortentia fic but I had no idea how to go about it. At first it seems like a fun trope but essentially presents the whole dubcon issue which I didn’t want to be a thing in this story. Then I thought, what if they react differently to the potion because they are Animagi? So, I went with that thought. I loved writing this and creating all the pining and tension between them. <3

Specialised in you

It started as a funny thought of James being so sure he’s straight that wanting to have sex with Sirius was nothing but a little bit inconvenient in the grand scheme of things, and that could be dealt with Polyjuice potion and in a totally ”straight” way. That was going to be that. A silly, funny, smutty story. 11k words later I had a whole wartime Prongsfoot hurt/comfort fic in my hands. I don’t know what happened. (I do know what happened. James Potter happened.) Writing this was so much fun but also sad and everything in between. I didn’t think I’d be writing actual duelling and stuff but there we are.

Payback

Sometimes you just have to write shameless Prongsfoot smut. Basically this story exists because I needed an outlet for my Eurovision frustration. I felt a little better after getting it out of my system. James and Sirius also felt much better afterwards. I like their whole revenge mood.

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Good Natured Fun

Fandom: Danny Phantom Prompt: Technomancy Character: Tucker, Danny Sam (mentioned), Dash (Mentioned), Kwan (Mentioned) Words: 585 Summary: Tucker accidentally embarrassed Danny in front of the cafeteria so of course he decides to get his revenge Warnings: strong language

Tucker loved his friends. He really did. It’s just that when Danny does things like this. It makes him angry. Couldn’t the guy just leave his stuff alone for one day? He was tempted to through his precious PDA against the wall and beg Sam for a new one. He knew the cause. It was Danny. He knows why to. He angered his best friend earlier in the week and was expecting the revenge.

To be fair to him, the joke was just a joke and Danny knew it. He just pointed out that Danny’s bi awakening had to have happened with either him or Dash, he didn’t know that Danny was going to turn into a blushing mess and embarrass himself. (That was a total lie. He definitely knew that Danny was going to embarrass himself)

“Damn it!” Tucker shouted again as his device glitched again, making him lose progress.

Every time he got to a point where he could save it, it glitches and deletes all of the progress he made. He couldn’t do anything on his phone or computer either because Danny of course hijacked all of those. If he could figure out what he did he would have fixed it by now, but he couldn’t find it! It was like the whole thing wasan’t a technical issue at all!

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Wait.

“Fucking ancients Danny!” Tucker yelled into the air, he could care less on if his friend could hear him or not.

“You rang?” his best friend’s head popped out of his ceiling. Tucker’s glare could kill, to bad Danny was already halfway there.

“What the fuck did you do to my shit?”

“I have no idea what you are possibly talking about,” Danny crossed his arms and frowned. He had never been so disrespected in his entire life.

“Look I’m sorry that what I said was right, but you can’t be punishing me for the truth!” Tucker through his hands in the air in pure rage, stomping around his room.

“Really Tuck? You shouted it in the whole cafeteria!” Danny yelled back, a blush easily forming on his face again.

“Not my fault! How was I supposed to know everyone would be paying attention to us!”

“Now Dash knows!”

“It could be worse,” Tucker prompted.

“How could this possibly be worse?”

“Kwan could know to,” Tucker wiggled his eyebrows at his best friend.

“wha- No- I- Tuck!”

“Dude you are so red right now!” Tucker laughed, wishing he could take a picture.

“This is the worse,” Danny floated down to Tucker’s bed.

“I would love to agree with you dude, but I’m entertained and have been fully punished. So can I get my shit working again?” Danny looked over to see Tucker on his knees, beginning Danny to give in.

“Fine. Just say these words,” Danny became a human again, digging into his pocket to retrieve a small piece of paper.

“Opus.” Tucker spoke with confusion as a pink light shone over his electronic, lighting up his room like a barbie Christmas tree.

“There everything should work now,” Danny waved it off.

“Dude how did you even do this?” Tucker asked, happy that his stuff now worked.

“One of Sam’s spell books. This one was a Technomancy book. Don’t know how she got it,” Danny shrugged.

“She scares me sometimes. Wanna play Doom?”

“Dude, of course!” Danny got up off of Tucker’s bed, ready to play the video game right next to his best friend.