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smalltendencies · 9 months
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Currently working on a TSP thing where the Narrator is an author who has drafts and scripts scattered all over his home. He works so hard and is proud of each one. They will be published one day, but he has a fear that they won't be recieved like they should.
But unknown to the Narrator, there is a borrower (Stanley or an unnamed borrower... Idk yet) who loves these stories written by the human they see only in glances. They are about scenarios and places they can only dream of. And so every night, when the bean is asleep, they go and read these before they go to sleep themselves; sometimes accidentally being so absorbed in the words they don't stop until the telltale signs the Narrator has woken up causes them to flee.
The borrower is a little shit though (like Stanley lol) and will use whatever writing utensil they have (a piece of lead, some homemade borrower pen with calligraphy ink they borrowed, ANYTHING) to annotate and mark up the pages. A paragraph about why they loved this scene. Underlining their favorite quote. Just showing that someone looks at these endless pages when they will probably not be published for years.
Of course, they don't stop there. Little bastard tendencies makes them also mark out words they hate. Little notes about how they would make the scene BETTER. Why this paragraph doesn't fit with the rest of the narrative. Anything that comes to mind.
While these papers and packets are strewn all over the house on different tables and desks, the Narrator has some uncanny ability to find them the next day. And he is so so confused as to why there is small writing (that he needs a magnifying glass to even see) pops up every night. Is there a ghost? An intruder? Who knows. But they clearly don't know good writing.
Don't get him wrong, he relishes in the happy comments. He enjoys the praise and love in the notes that give him more of an ego boost. But he LOATHES the markouts, the red ink that says he did it WRONG.
Sometimes the borrower can hear the Narrator rant through the walls.
"I don't need the validation of a person who won't tell me their absurd opinions face-to-face!"
"Don't waste my time if you don't even understand the character's motivations!"
"Maybe before writing all over my work, you should sit and think about how this description helps the readers understanding considering the protagonists choice in this moral dilemma."
"This is 'out of character'?! Clearly you have no critical thinking skills whatsoever!"
"Why are you doodling on MY art?!"
The Narrator is just ranting. He doesn't think the mysterious entity can actually hear him. As he slowly deciphers each comment (because that handwriting is chicken scratch and its so small), he will complain, rant, or thank the writer and explain why he chose to do what he did.
The borrower gets bold, and will write above their previous (now marked out) comments. Little snide comments to get under the Narrators skin just for fun. Because all of this is just to make both of their boring lives interesting. He never expected the Narrator to take in a BORROWER'S thoughts. (They have little written fights on sticky notes that last DAYS) Both of them can't wait to hear from the other.
It's not breaking the code as long as they don't get caught, right?
They do get caught. A prank laid out by the Narrator that involves some clear super glue on copied pages (that are also glued to the table Jesus Christ he committed to the bit if he was willing to hurt hardwood) with a note that says something along the lines of "If you know my work so well, why not stick around and tell me that to my face?" What was supposed to be a small inconvenience and joke for a person ends up being near life threatening for a borrower.
And the Narrator finds them the next day stuck and they are scared. More like terrified. This whole friendship they built is crumbled automatically because now the borrower is so scared and the Narrator doesn't know what to do about this whole situation.
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Hm…I don’t think he’s supposed to see that.
[Part 2]
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mocksart · 1 year
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based on this post
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texy-toost · 1 year
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employee052 · 1 year
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FINALLY DID A NARRATOR DESIGN
took a while of obsessing over it but finally got one down! >:3
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mawsnclaws · 1 year
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You can faintly hear The Narrator's heartbeat as you lay against his chest. Quiet, soft, comforting. You know, of course, that this heartbeat is simulated. Narrator isn't human. You're not quite sure what he is. Nevertheless, simulated or not, it's nice.
You feel his fingers gingerly wrap around your body and raise you up. He said something..though you weren't sure what in your tired haze..and he opened his mouth. Ah. Now you understood! You didn't protest, much less react, as he slid your tired body into his mouth.
He was gentle as he moved you around, coating your miniscule body in his saliva. It soaked through the fabric of your clothes, but you didn't mind much. He chuckled warmly when you hugged weakly onto his tongue, trying to show your appreciation for how gentle he was being. He nodded before slowly tilting his head back.
You let go, sliding to the back of his throat. It only took one swallow to pull you completely down, being pushed down his dark throat and into his stomach. It glowed a faint yellow..you smiled. Closing your eyes, you laid on your side, resting your head on your arms. You let yourself drift into a much needed sleep.
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vgtrackbracket · 18 days
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Video Game Track Bracket Round 2
Following Stanley from The Stanley Parable
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Sinisterness from Virtue's Last Reward
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Propaganda under the cut. If you want your propaganda reblogged and added to future polls, please tag it as propaganda or otherwise indicate this!
Following Stanley:
Truly a masterful collection of sounds and 'da's expertly pieced together to form The Greatest Video Game Song Of All Time™. If the very ideas of 'adventure' and 'whimsy' were manifested in the form of song, this would be it.
'WEEEEEE look at that silly line!!!!!!' - what adventurous Adventure Line™ music it is. fits perfectly within its context and hilarious out of it <3
Wait! Cut the music! Go back and look at that fern! Stanley, this fern will be very important later in the story. Make sure you study it closely and remember it carefully. You won't want to miss anything.
BUH BA BA DU DU DUM DU DU
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copier27 · 1 year
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Uhhh, borrower tspud au cause Brain rot
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Do whatever with ‘em, just tag me cause I wanna see
Oh yeah, and Narry’s named Nigel in this Au
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chimeragf · 1 year
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Working Title
Stanley is touch-starved; the Narrative responds.
hiiii okay so my partner & i wrote 8 chapters of surreal stanley parable erotica. it involves humiliation And praise kink, D/s And medical kink, oc x canon AND canon x oc x canon...!! a little something for everyone.
find it here. please be aware of the content warnings on each chapter, and enjoy!
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celestetcetera · 2 years
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fellas is it gay to be in love with your slightly eldritch shadow who narrates your every move
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“…Besides, I can’t eat chocolate anyway.”
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steampoweredwerehog · 10 months
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New Ability Unlock
Having your true essence viewed by mortal eyes will do that to ya.
Prev
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steampoweredwerehog · 2 years
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The boys are gonna be alright
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steampoweredwerehog · 2 years
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It’s gay boy time and no narrative can stop me
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steampoweredwerehog · 2 years
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Progress.
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mocksart · 1 year
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More information regarding my little borrower AU
It goes like this:
The Narrator is a “retired” animal behavioral scientist. His career ended several years ago when he was terminated from his position at a prestigious lab.
Now, he lives alone in an average sized house in the country, away from the activity and noise of the city, away from judgemental stares and whispered words behind his back.
He is safe here. He doesn’t have to worry about what anyone thinks. He is quite comfortable staying right where he is - thank you very much.
A dear friend even stops by to drop off groceries for him once a week.
One week, he receives an unexpected item amongst his delivery.
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