#still workin out designs

[squelchbug]

just roll with it podcast like if you agree

i started listening abt 2 month ago and i’m only on ep27 🧍 capitalism is winning (job is in my way)(💔)

[keeps-ache]

!! oooooooooops !!

[kiwibirdlafayette]

Horror warning for the first image!

and for a full 180 from my last art post, a bit of sketch concept work for some other designs in Aitheaca LMAO ft. ideas for Merina’s eldritch form and an early draft of Mianite, the keeper of the refuge and Dianite, the banished god :D

+ Bonus initial sketches for Mer! I feel like I can be looser with pencil than in digital so a lot of my design work usually starts off on paper before i do a digital version. The main thing I wanted to get was the many eyes motif I see in a lot of the watcher!grian designs i was inspired by, and I landed on the notion that maybe the scales turn into eyes? Idk

[3amsnek]

Tiny Bastard(s)

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Reblogs >> likes! Please don’t like if you don’t rb

[xemeat]

divine parasite

[cccotard]

anyways i posted that last art despite me drawing it months ago cause that story has been the only thing in my mind these past few days and theres like ? 8 characters in there that r all cool so if u see oc art from me probs one of those guys

[tinyspringtrap]

a little doodle... wonder what she's lookin at...

[myheadphonesareneverloudenough]

Thinking about how Matt Lang mentioned rerunning TGWDLM.

Obviously, there'd have to be changes. Not just in the casting, but in every aspect of the show just due to the nature of how Hatchetfield has expanded and how TGWDLM has aged.

Now that we know for sure that the events in TGWDLM happened because of Pokey, I think they'd design the show even more around the colour blue instead of green like in the original promotional material. This also gives Matt Dahan so much more to work with when it comes to underscoring, think of all the motifs he has to sneak into the scenes now.

Hidgens would have to be recasted, and while there's plenty of options, I think after Workin' Boys he has to be played by Jeff Blim. I don't know if anyone can ever top what Jeff did in WB. Of course, that would mean that Jeff's original TGWDLM characters would need to be recasted as well. Mr. Davidson has not been seen in HF since TGWDLM (save for the small BF cameo), so it wouldn't be hard to find someone new for that role. Sam Sweetly is more difficult because of his appearances in Nightmare Time and the pre-recorded NPMD cameo, but it's impossible to have Jeff play both Hidgens and Sam in the same scene so he would still most likely be recasted.

The only Jeff character that would need to stay the same is General John Macnamara, that's another permanently Jeff character, in my opinion. The show would require some rearranging so that the Macnamara and Hidgens scenes weren't back to back this way. Between TGWDLM and BF, Macnamara went through a lot of character development and Jeff really discovered who he was by the second show, so it would be super interesting to see him interacting with Paul again now that we've learned so much more about the guy.

Now that Hatchetfield has expanded so much, I think it would be really fun to bring in new characters that we've met since TGWDLM happened. They should include Curt Mega as Officer Bailey in Show Me Your Hands, since we know he canonically works alongside Sweetly. Bring in James Tolbert during the PEIP scene as Xander Lee. Even just the people on the streets in La Dee Dah Dah Day, imagine the amount of cameos that could come into play there. Kim Whalen dances in as Becky Barnes, Angela Giarratana is Grace Chasity, all these well-known characters that we never saw during TGWDLM before making small appearances as they were already infected by the hive mind.

Speaking of the La Dee Dah Dah Day number, it would be fucking awesome to get Joey Richter back in the Pete Spankoffski costume for the coffee shop scene to do the hot chocolate boy bit.

I also just think a new perspective on the show will change so much of the context. Like Emma discussing Jane, we now know Jane's family with Tom and Tim. We're now very familiar with Ted's little brother, a character we had no idea existed during TGWDLM (think about Ted's little freak out over Alice being dead at Hatchetfield High...). We had no idea that this apocalypse was brought on by one of the Lords in Black.

Anyways. I agree with Matt, they should definitely bring The Guy Who Didn't Like Musicals back for another run of the show.

[the-timewatcher]

hi your neocities page is so cool :-DD

thanks! been working hard on that!

[huevobuevo]

i wanna draw alot of stuff maaaann… wtf……

[galaxysugarr]

Hi All! I thought it was time i gave a lil update from this game and how its been going.

I'm one that tends to keep to myself till a project is fully complete or close to complete, but I've gained a lot of asks about this over time and more as of late lol. So thought I'd cut the radio silence a tad and answer a few repeat questions id gotten!

Are you working on the game?

Surprisingly, yeah.

Will this be a completed game to buy?

Definitely not, least not now. My plan is to make a basic demo of the game as building a complete game with the script and everything would take a very long time and a lot to learn!

It would also be a free to play game, as Its a fan game.

When can we see it, are you almost done, videos and updates!!!

Well... 2023 was a busy year for me personally. And as a person who is still learning to animate along with barely any knowledge of game coding. Led to me needing to learn a lot and do trial and error.

A lot of things are temporary placeholders and incomplete textures with testing. So I didn't feel they where good to share progress of.

a lot of it was me learning, trying different styles to work with the game, and sketches throughout.

Can i help with the project????

I do appreciate you all asking for help,But I don't know much about game development and working with a team on this. So it's more of a passion project for me, and so far what I have learned has been nice :>.

I didn't wanna rely and give up on the project or delay it so much due to factors so I'm workin on it alone right now till the project is farther along and more stable.

Will it look exactly like the trailer, what kind of game is it, what all do you have planned for the demo?

Admittedly I had originally made sprites and everything to match the video, but i ended up going for a more chibi type style as its easier to work with.

Its a side scrolling game with rpg like elements.

The current plan is to have two fully completed stages, a mini game, 4 playable characters (2 being Sun and Moon), and some extra features.

Will the demo be out this year?

I can't say, it all depends on how much time i work on it and learn ;o! I don't like to get hopes up, but I work it on it when I can.

Crumbs, please

Some of the daycare and model updates. It's not much, but I find it fun to run around and interact with things lol

So all and all for those really wondering about the project, its still a heavy work in progress. A fun and frustrating one for sure, but Its been nice actually learning to code and design it so far.

Hope this answered a few questions and of course you can ask other stuff about it, I don't mind.

Thank you!

[hasnomoxxie]

Doodle dump [au time]:

Antoine blast💥

(I figured out how to change the text size holy hell I'm awesome)

I did some of these before but I think they're still decent to an extent so-- genderswap design doodles :]c

[Antoine as in Antoinette and I think Dannie for Annie works dncncn]

ALSO I'M POOPOO SO PEPPINA TOO

Old man yaoi so good it can be old woman Yuri

Old ass sprites from ages ago Ew don't look but they're there anyways--

Still workin on ideas for the swap au o7

I just can't think of a good outfit for Nina 😭

[iqzo]

BEAUTY & A BEAST.

(nsfw, rapper connie)

BEING FRIEND WITH INFAMOUS Connie Springer. had it’s up and downs, specially with you being his manager. A lot of speculation about you and him having a relationship was bound to ignite.

After being caught with his crooked pointer finger resting beneath your chin, lifting it up as he stares intensely into your eyes while he held a umbrella in his next hand.

Of course shaderoom was the first to post it then TMZ nosey ass, and the rest of the world. Connie didn’t give a fuck about the accusations, but you did. Knowing how many businesses lines you had and how this rumor might take a toll on it.

Connie sat on the chair, writing lyrics for his new album which would be released in about 4 weeks or 3.

Bumping his head as he found the right words to rhyme with, and the incredible word play that had him hyped the most.

you entered the studio closing the door behind you, Connie turned and his eyes instantly roaming the tight turtle neck dress you wore that ended barely at your thighs.

wearing those big frame glasses Connie adored, and your long butterfly locks framing your face perfectly. you held a clipboard to your stomach resting it on the couch.

you walked up to connie, “Whatchu workin on?” Connie comely eyes glued to the lipgloss combo you had. the outer painted black while the inner was shined up with lipgloss.

“The angel song..” he replied his eyes still wandering around your body as you walked around him to look at the notebook yourself. Connie now hovering above you, your body inches away from his. “Ouu, i like this word play.” you smiled pointing at the same word play that had him hyped.

Connie smiled. wrapping his arm around your waist to pull you in closer, instantly taking a whiff of the perfume he had bought you for your birthday. “Connie..are you sniffing me?” you questioned, he lifts his head up from your neck.

“yeah, you smell nice.” he complemented, you casted a smile before looking back down at the notebook. “thank you,” you whispered.

Connie grabbed the chair and pulled it over, sitting down grabbing you down with him. landing on his lap, you continued to view his lyrics, your eyebrows furrowed up. “Is this a love song?” you questioned fixing yourself on his lap so you sat sideways, Connie inhaled deeply hoping you didn’t feel the boner.

“Yea.” he answered, low eyes glued to yours. you moved from side to side thinking he was zoomed out but his eyes followed every movement. “Stop staring at me.” you blushed covering your face with his notebook.

A small grin found its way on connie’s face, “You look fucking beautiful and you expect me to stop staring?” he asked leaning up to you, his mouth near your ear as he continued to talk soft with you. “This dress bout short as fuck, did anyone make you feel uncomfortable on your way here? just tell me and i’ll handle it, baby.” he whispered planting a kiss on your cheek after, you were getting wet and connie knew since he felt the heartbeats.

“n-no..” you whispered, watching his large veiny hands that were designed with rings and a small panda tattoo on the side of his pointer finger slowly waltzing up your thigh. “Con-connie..” Connie wrapped his free hand around your neck pulling your head back locking his lips with yours as the hand beneath your dress started pulling aside your drenched panties, legs spreading for more access.

Connie tongue slipped past your lips and roaming around your mouth, as you struggled to keep up with him since he had a finger already pumping inside you. he inserts a next one. both individuals curved instantly hitting that spot. causing a loud pornographic noise that made Connie pull away with a smirk, “right here?” he asked going more faster as you struggled with the word leaving your mouth.

“agh, c-con, i-i’m gonna, ahh” your legs shakes with a fountain of your juices squirting out landing on connie’s fingers as the rest went onto the floor.

you breathed heavily, while still feeling Connie kissing your neck. you groaned, he slides his fingers out and brought them to your lips, “open.” he said in a demanding tone, your shaky lips parted giving Connie the access to roughly shove his two fingers into your mouth. “Taste how good you are, baby.” he says watching as you licked his finger clean.

he slips his fingers out along with some spit dripping out, he quickly throws you over his shoulder which caught you off guard.

he rest you softly on the couch, sliding your dress up as he unbuckled his pants, zipping it down exposing the heavy bulge in his calvin klein.

“open up for me..” he says, you parted your lips and allowed Connie to dip his fingers inside. applying the saliva onto his cock before sliding hisself in.

Both you and Connie moaned from the feeling of the warmth and gummy walls that enclosed around his dick while you felt completely full by his dick being inside you.

he gave you a minute to adjust to his size before going completely mad.

having you screaming his name out in the studio, you were so happy it was just you and him today.

His hand slide to the underside of your thighs bringing them to his shoulders and leaving them there.

he continued to roughly pound into you, his eyes caught the print of his tip hitting your stomach.

he chuckled which caught your attention, “look baby.” he says, your head picked up to see what he was talking about.

you gasped seeing the outline of his dick, protruding against your stomach. “Damn,” he says through a throaty chuckle, “fuck, wanna touch it?” he questioned you nod your head making connie grasp your wrist, taking it to the bulge.

both hands pressing down on the bulge which caused you to moan, connie’s eyes widened from how your walls tightly wrapped around his cock. “s-shit baby.” he says.

he picked back up his past and began working his way to his climax, sweat beans showing on his forehead, his strokes getting more sloppier each time he went back in. your hands wrapped around his neck, reaching your high cumming all over his dick as he went harder. coating your insides with his semen.

“fu-fuck..” he mumbled, by your ear. now resting on top of you, both out of breath. connie having the energy to lift his head up using his arms as support to hold his body.

“now all i need is a beat,” you glared at him, “get your corny ass off me.” he chuckled before landing a kiss on your cheek.

“i love you,” “i love you too.”

[whxre-bxby]

"I'll Take Care Of It"

Quaritch x human f! Reader  Imagine (fluff) no smut for once.

Summary: You are a scientist working with the new recom-team. You knew most of them from when they were humans, including the Colonel. He notices you are not okay and tries to help, thereby finding out you have a pain disorder. Just fluff of him helping you and being all worried and cute. 

I tried making this a little funny and fluffy, I don't know whether it worked.

Credit to @jinx14 for the idea <3

Word Count: 2489

I sat at my desk with my extremely bright desk lamp, illuminating the papers I was filling out. I used to work for Grace and we studied the connections the trees and all the creatures had with one another and with Eywa. 

Now, I was focusing on the Mountain Banshees. Or the Ikran. The team was meant to learn the way of the Na’vi people which included taming an Ikran. While my Avatar had managed to do it, I had to figure out weak spots or tricks to help the soldiers do the same. I would go with them and show them but my Avatar had been badly injured to the point where it could no longer be used. Now I was stuck as a human on Pandora. 

It was evening and most people had left their offices. I sat in the big office which had about everything I could ever need. The other desks were empty and dark. 

I continued to study the Ikran when I heard the footsteps of someone walking in. I didn’t have to look up to know that it wasn’t a person. There were too few steps for a person to be advancing that quickly.

I finished the sentence before lifting my gaze off the paper and watching the Colonel enter the room, holding a cup. The mug was purposely crafted bigger for the Avatars. 

“Evenin’.” he greeted, scanning the room before looking down at me. I politely smile. 

“Hey.” I greet back, resting my head in my palm again and returning my attention to the papers. 

“You still workin’?” he asks, grabbing a chair from another desk and lifting it with one hand. 

I nod and he huffs, before placing the chair the wrong way in front of my desk and sitting on it as comfortably as an Avatar his size can sit on a human-designed chair. He leaned his arms on the lean of the seat and examined what I was reading. 

“I need this done by tomorrow. Otherwise, I’ll be in trouble and that lady will yell at me because I’ll be delaying the missions.” I say, mimicking her stupid voice at the end. 

Quaritch grins, liking the gossip. 

“I’m assumin’ you ain’t fond of her, ey?” he chuckles, taking a sip out of his cup. 

“Not one bit.” I mumble, rereading the same sentence for the third time now. 

“Yeah, I don’t think I can be much of a help with that.” he says, trying to figure out the sense behind my calculated numbers and biological notes. I smile. 

“It’s okay, I’ll be done soon.” 

“Well, I’m not tired so I’ll keep ya company.” he smiles back and sips again. 

“As long as you stay quiet and let me focus, I can-” I start to say but suddenly, I feel an aching sharp pain shoot through my body. My eyes go wide and I tense up, completely stilling for a few seconds. 

Miles notices I didn’t finish my sentence and looks up at me, his ears perking slightly. His tail stopped swaying behind him and he studied my expression. 

“What? Forgot to hand somethin’ in?” he chuckles, still watching me. When I don’t reply or even react to his joke he starts to get a little worried. 

“Y/N?” he says, placing down his cup. “Oh, uhh. Is it your time of the month? Did you just get it?”

Miles started to panic just a little, slowly thinking of a bad scenario to explain your sudden actions before it is taken over by an even worse scenario. 

“Oh- are you pregnant? What are they called…uh- contraceptives? No. Oh contractions!” he says, his eyes not leaving my face. 

His silly suggestions manage to distract me for a second. 

“What? No!” I say. “Those only happen during labour! Do I look that pregnant to you?!” I say, raising my voice because the pain is still very much present. 

“Oh, no no no. I wasn’t saying that I just-” He started to panic even more and I started rocking back on forth in my chair, hoping it would only last a few more seconds. 

Miles stood up and came around the desk, standing next to me. 

“Y/N are you okay? What’s going on?” 

He placed his hands on my shoulders in an attempt to comfort me but I flinched away. It made it worse and I realised it wouldn’t go away on its own. I stood up, my bottom lip quivering. 

The cabinets of medication were close. I kept mine in there too, but they were too high up. 

We used a stool with steps to climb up and I frantically looked around for it only to find it on the other side of the room. 

The situation was escalating and I started to whine and whimper in pain, not wanting to have to run across this huge lab to get a stool. 

I turned to the cabinet and jumped a little, trying to open it. 

Quaritch was following me, analysing my movements while starting to freak out. When he saw I was trying to reach the top cabinet shelf he hurried over next to me. 

“Do you need somethin’ in here?” he asks, worry dressing his tone. 

I nod, clutching onto the side of the lab counter, trying to deal with what I was feeling. 

He flung the cabinet open and started pulling out boxes of medication, showing them to me while I shook my head, no. They weren’t the right ones. 

“No- uhm…” I want to describe the medication to him but I’m battling my body once again. 

He holds up a package that I recognise. I sigh in relief but then panic a little again. 

“Are there- hnghh…” I whimper, biting my lip. “Small blue pills…” I squeak out. He catches the words and searches the cabinet again, starting to throw out everything that is not a blue pill. I watch the expensive meds hit the ground, the desks and the chairs behind him. It’s fucking raining pills and bottles. 

Finally, he shows me what I need. Without being able to focus on anything else I grab it from his hands and start to search for a glass. I literally move my head in every direction and Miles tries following my gaze while dealing with this chaotic situation. My head does a 180° horizontally and vertically, in search of one goddamn glass. 

“What is it? Do you need water?” he asks and I nod frantically again, waving my hands in front of my face to try and calm myself down, almost throwing the pills away in the process. 

I sign grabby hands at him, needing a glass so I can put some room-temperature water in. He finds one, swiftly scooping it up and pouring cold water from the fridge into it. 

I want to say no because cold water makes it worse but no one can understand my muffled words escaping my clenched teeth.

He hands the full glass of water to me, mirroring my panicked and hectic movements. His ears are strained back and his eyes show his worry because Quaritch still doesn’t know what’s happening.

I can’t drink the cold water and I am unable to think properly so instead of calmly tipping the cold water out into the sink next to me, I chuck it into the air, not being able to even process what I just did. 

I launch myself towards the sink which apparently didn’t suit me enough to rid the water in and turn on the tap, letting slightly warm water fill it. Once it’s full enough for me to gulp down I pop out a pill and chuck it in my mouth and flushing it down with a huge gulp of water. Next, I drop the empty glass into the sink. Luckily it doesn’t break. 

I just need the meds to finally kick in so I can be relieved of this agony. 

For a few minutes, there is complete silence and all that is happening is me jumping from one tippy-toe to another, breathing heavily to keep calm. Keeping calm was of course never an option and it never worked out. 

Finally, after some time I feel how my muscles start to relax and my body no longer feels like it is on fire. I let my eyes flutter closed and inhale deeply, enjoying the feeling of being normal again. 

I slowly turn around, running my hand through my hair, thinking about how I handled this situation well. 

That’s when I’m met with a horrific sight. The room looks like a crime scene. As if an overly aggressive person had a complete meltdown and tore the room apart. I start to remember the past events of the last few minutes and realise everything. 

The chair I previously sat in was lying on the floor. It had a broken leg. Miles must have stepped on it while running after me. 

The floor it was lying on… was completely massacred by the flasks, medication bottles, pills and packages. Some broke and the liquid started to dissolve the pills that had fallen out of their packaging. It looked like a failed science experiment. 

I followed the little trail of fluid and noticed how it started sizzling and bubbling. Then my eyes met a pair of heavy black boots. 

Oh

Oh no.

Quaritch was here. Right. I forgot. His shoes were standing in the middle of a big puddle. A puddle? How on Earth (on Pandora…sorry I couldn’t help it) did that much water get on the floor?

I’m slightly scared when my eyes slowly rise and I examine Miles who is standing in front of me with crossed arms. When I look at all of him I gasp, biting my lip again. I didn’t know whether to fear for my life, whether to feel bad and cry or whether to laugh at him. 

The Colonel was completely soaked in the freezing water he had poured me which I gracefully sent into the air. His hair was drenched and the water had poured over his head and wettened his clothes. Like, there were water drops falling from his chin, his arms and legs. 

Oh my god. 

I open my mouth in an attempt to say something but his worried expression which now turned into a frown makes me forget all words of the English language. I look away nervously and notice that he halfway ripped out one of the cabinet doors while he tried searching for my medication. 

What a fucking mess this was. 

I look back at him.

“Ya feelin’ better now?” he asks, seeming a little annoyed. I nod, still not sure how to react. 

“Fuckin’ hell..” he groans, wiping his face from the water. “What happened?” he asks, looking at me in disbelief before slowly turning around and examining the way the floor became a bloodbath for meds. 

He looked baffled. Puzzled. Perplexed. Rattled, shocked, dumbstruck. The man looked fucking befuddled and speechless. 

I chuckle a little, hoping he wouldn’t lose his shit. “I have this thing.” I reply.

He turns back to me and raises an eyebrow. 

“I have a pain disorder. Or pain syndrome. I can’t control it.” I elaborate. 

“Pain syndrome?” he questions, wiping water from his arms and stepping out of the puddle, closer to me. 

“It comes unexpectedly. It feels like my body is on fire. The nerves are inflamed. It happened ever since the accident.” I say, sounding quieter now. 

Miles is no longer annoyed. He looks worried again. 

“My Avatar got hurt, it was shot in the arm a few times. That’s apparently what caused it.” I continue to explain. 

“This shit helps.” I say, picking up the packet of blue pills. “This too, but it tastes awful.” my hand points to the previous medication he pulled out which was this green liquid in a small bottle. 

“Are you okay?” Miles speaks up, still stunned. I nod. 

“Yeah, it's better now.” 

“Goddamn sweetheart, you really scared me there.” he said, letting out a sigh of relief. 

I look away, feeling bad. I know I shouldn’t but I feel like I may have overreacted this time. It just seemed to hurt much more than usual and I was stressed from work too so I got panicky. 

I glanced at the floor again, seeing all the destroyed medication. 

“Hey, it’s okay. That’s on me. This whole mess is my fault. You’re fine.” He says, coming to me again. 

Miles wants to rest his arms on my shoulders again but then pulls back, remembering how it hurt me last time. 

“It’s fine now. Really. “ I say and he nods, placing his palms on my shoulders. 

“All that matters is that you’re feeling okay. Got it? This here…” he says, looking around and at himself. “...this doesn’t matter.” 

I smile a little. I have never experienced this side of Miles. He was always friendly to me from the beginning on and he would tease me from time to time. But that was it. 

When he died I didn’t know what I would do with my life anymore. He played a pretty big role in my day-to-day activities, so not having him was horrible. When he was basically reborn, we bonded like we did as humans and our friendship seemed to continue where it left off. I didn’t know whether this was a friendship, but whatever my relationship with him was, I loved it. 

“I’ll deal with the mess in the morning. You should get some rest.” he says, leaning down so that we are almost eye to eye. 

“You’re going to clean it up?” I ask. 

“Hell no. I’m the damn Colonel after all. I’ll tell someone to do it.” he says and I giggle. 

“But I need to finish the papers.” I mumble, my shoulder slumping. The weight of the stress was back again. 

“Screw the papers. I’ll tell her that the team isn’t ready yet. It won’t be your fault.” he reassures me and I stare at him.

“You’re like an angel sent from heaven.” I say, smiling. Maybe to Pandora he wasn’t but to me he was. I needed him and it seemed as though the universe saw I wouldn’t make it without him in my life, so they sent him back. Almost as he was before. 

“I’d hope angels aren’t blue.” he chuckles, straightening his posture. 

“Come on, cupcake. Let’s get you sorted out.” 

Miles ran me a bath and while the water was filling the tub, he sat us both down on a sofa. I explained to him everything I knew so far about the Ikran while he held me cradled in his arm, having me leaned against his side. 

The comfort I felt with him was unimaginable. Miles was a softie at heart and he seemed to show it more in his recom body.

[holymaccaronii]

AAAAAH okay okay, I decided myself to share 2 things in one in this post: the lore of my ihnmaims AU + a design I’m working on. To be completely honest, I’m not sure if I’ll want to develop this AU into a fic or anything like that, but for now I’ll use it as an excuse to draw and design characters. Note that I might come back to this post and edit the lore paragraph, as it is still a work in progress, though I am liking where this is going. Please PLEASE excuse my English, some things might not make sense without me noticing, but I tried describing the plot the best I could. *Ahem*, now, the lore:

“PLAN B”

The lore takes place after the bad ending in the videogame where the player is turned into the worm, yet still doesn’t allow AM to access and torture the humans sealed in the moon colony. Since the last humans had “failed” their mission to defeat AM, a “Plan B” was scheduled to happen. Unbeknownst to the humans of the colony, another AI was created and implanted within the moon, taking up almost all of the space in its core due to its large size. This machine had the sole purpose of ensuring the survival of those humans once AM was defeated, or not. Inside it were millions of plant seeds, animal embryos and frozen samples that would later be used to repopulate the earth, yet it also had defense and destruction technologies to be used in case AM was not defeated. This machine was perfectly calibrated to be able to overcome any adversity that arose, but of course, all that changed when one of the humans managed to wake up and leave their capsule. This human got to understand what all of this was about, though they did not like where this was heading one tiny bit, thus they used the time they had left before the last human on Earth was killed to change and mess it all up. Humanity's greed had claimed yet another victim, as this AI was torn apart piece by piece until it was completely separated and rebuilt into an insane amount of sentient robot models as the years passed. This human managed to transform their own body as well, rebuilding it just as a sacred temple in order to be crowned monarch of this new society now living in a city on the moon. Despite all this, the goal of bringing humanity back still remained, now with the small condition that this human had to be considered a savior and supreme leader to all. Once the last human on Earth had died, robotic troops began to be sent to Earth to study it in detail and plan attacks against AM’s systems, which were disadvantageously located deep underground. Many of these attacks resulted in large unnecessary losses as these robots were not calibrated to combat AM, but they still continued to upgrade themselves to increase their damage range over time. This continued on as a seemingly endless war that barely progressed.

Again, I am aware that maybe some stuff might not make sense (or maybe it does?), but this is basically a continuation of what happened canonically in the videogame. The name “PLAN B” also makes reference to my OC BE, thought that was cool :p. I’ll explain the events that happen here later on as well.

Many if not all of the robots I’ll design will include a whole lotta exposed wires + their outer shell/ body parts, as I liked this dynamic, and it will be important later. The “monarch” that I mentioned in the paragraph is turning out to be this guy down here. I based myself off from those ceramic sun decorations, and thought it would be cool to make his face switchable. In reality they have a body too but I jus like wire amalgamations too much + they’re easy to draw. I’ll continue workin on em :-)

Edit: [THIS LORE IS NOT UPDATED]

[moralesluvr]

can you do earth 42!miles x reader where reader owns a small business and he shows constant support and always promotes her business?🩷

earth42!miles morales ft. his small business owning gf!

♡ pairings & aus: miles morales x fem!black!reader, aged up au for plot. ♡ warnings: none! ♡ summary: miles comes out to one of your pop-ups to support you <3 ♡ a/n: thank you anon for your request <3 ♡ got a request? | masterlist ♡

NEW YORK'S SUMMER AIR blew past you in a warm wave, the sweltering heat causing you to bend down behind your stand, propping your cooler open as your hands wrapped around a bottle of water. It was so hot that you bit the top off your cool beverage in attempt to drink it as fast as you can, lips wrapping around the opening as you gulped it down quickly.

"Y'know I could've brought you sum' cool to drink, right?"

You turned around to see your boyfriend, who walked underneath your tent, making his way to you as he opened his arms for you to embrace yourself in. You did so with glee, pressing up to your tip toes as you kissed his cheek, "What are you doing here? I thought you had to work!"

"Nah," he shook his head, walking around to your table out front as he picked up various items that you had for sale, "Not today, wanted t'see my girl come make her bank."

A smile found your lips as Miles continued to curiously look around your set up. It was a place where business owners could set up and advertise, so lots of people were setting up shop in the grass as people shopped around.

Your small business had kicked off just a couple months ago, but Miles was there every step of the way. You sold various items-- candles, lip gloss, perfume, body butter-- and accessories for your fellow black girls. Although he didn't really need what you were selling, Miles always helped you find new scents or flavors for your things, and he would always let you try them out on him, despite the level of embarrassment he carried with him after the fact.

Last time, you had convinced Miles to let you try out your lashes and new lip gloss on him, which resulted in him clawing the lashes off, claiming that they itched too bad and he 'couldn't even blink.'

He's just a drama queen.

As Miles walked around picking up things, you saw three black girls come in, who looked about your age, maybe younger. They eagerly picked up your items on display as you welcomed them in with bright smiles. One of the girls picked up two candles and some colorful edge brushes, waltzing up to the counter as her friends continued to browse.

You eyed your boyfriend, realizing that he was showing them around and giving them little insights on your product. It melted your heart, eyes still fixated on him as you rang the girl in front of you up. As she handed you her card, she asked you, "Is that your man?"

"Sure is." You gleamed proudly, "He likes t'pop in sometimes and help me out."

The girl watched you intensively as you transferred her items into a cute bright pink bag with your logo on it, a bag that your boyfriend had helped you design one Saturday night when you were sleeping over at his place.

"I wish somebody loved me like that," She murmured, smiling as you handed her the bag and her credit card, "Keep him, girl, 'cause you ain't gon' find nobody else that'll do that for you."

You both giggled at her statement, though nothing but truth was laced in it. You bid her a farewell as she walked out, her girlfriends still shopping around for some items. Your boyfriend departed from them and slid behind the counter, leaning on it as she sighed.

"Girl, I've been workin' so hard tryna find them what they lookin' for. It really is a struggle."

"Ew, you're so gross." You pushed him as he laughed at his impression of you when you're working. Miles grabbed your hand and squeezed it, a smile etched on his face as he spoke, "I'm so proud'a you, mami. You knew all this was gon' be a lil' challenging, but look where you at. That's my girl." He encouraged, giving you a sweet kiss on your cheek.

"I love you," you smiled as you felt Miles pepper more loving kisses on your cheek, holding your waist close to him as you arched your back in his embrace, squealing at him.

Your playful bantering came to a stop with the two remaining women in your shop placed their items on the counter. You greeted them and rung them up, your lover behind you watching closely. You quickly bagged their items and thanked them for supporting you, and they left you a gracious tip as they walked out. You held up the bill, "Big ballin'."

"Damn right." Miles laughed, high fiving you as he held onto your hand, looking around before whispering,

"Let's dip and go get lunch."

You eyed your shop before giving him a raised eyebrow, "What if someone comes by? Or steals?"

He rolled his eyes at you, grabbing his car keys from the table as he wrapped his arms around your waist, closing the tent and walking to his car.

"Then I'll beat their ass. Now, let's go eat."

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