#ty prototype

[beanbagbuddies4life]

The dogs from Ty's Pluffies line are pretty great. I was over the moon to recently find pictures of this prototype!

via DISNEY PINS N MORE

What do you think? This has definitely made me want to hunt for more Pluffies prototypes!

[eeveekitti]

my side of a redraw trade w/ @bright--paws :3

[miralyk]

out of context doodle from a half-hour session of doodle requests on discord, take from this as you will

[liminalbeans]

Art museum

Now, you may be asking "what beanie baby is that? I don't remember ever seeing that one?" Well, that's because you probably haven't, because this isn't a released beanie baby. This is a prototype of a planned beanie baby called the "Picasso bear" that was never actually produced for sale. There is only one of these bears out there, and no one really knows where it is.

Here's a closer look:

[yappacadaver]

maybe if he could just learn the demon's name and banish it that would be enough lol

[mattapparentlystumbltourneys]

Giraffe Girumble - Preliminary N

Propaganda below (May contain spoilers if you squint)

Giraffe Prototype propaganda:

So, the basis of this show is a group of angels that makes animals for God. Like most designers, they have to make many attempts before they’re successful. Their first attempt at a giraffe is a long necked deer that passes out from lightheadedness and cerebral anemia. Here’s a link to the clip: https://youtu.be/jI85dL3ooVU?si=HuNa2sdxLwuW2BYs

Tiptop the Giraffe propaganda:

I love him so so so much

[derelicthorror]

Wait, you write actual wf fics? Send them to me, I'd be more than happy to read and give feedback on them!

i do!! i always tag them under "#derelict drabbles" for ease of access but i also have about seven unproofed pieces plus a misguided backburner crossover i've been daydreaming about, so those should end up popping up soon!

of course, if anyone has a Concept that they want to toss my way so i can see what takes shape in the word processor, i always find that a lot of fun, too!

[voxslays]

YANDERE POPPY PLAYTIME CAST

SUMMARY: What the cast of Poppy Playtime would be like as yanderes towards the player/reader (slight stalking mentions). PAIRINGS: The Doctor x Reader, Doey x Reader (platonic), Dogday x Reader.

THE DOCTOR

❀ The traditional yandere. Harley does not want you out of his sight for any reason, especially when he knows how dangerous the other toys in the factory are. He may be on (sort of) good terms with the prototype, but that doesn’t mean you are exempt from attacks.

❀ The doctor is not afraid of tying you down if he has to—which is even easier since you are a ‘frail little human’ in his eyes. Humans are easily breakable, and he has the tools to turn you into a toy if you misbehave. Don’t anger him, he’ll warn.

DOEY

❀ A platonic yandere. You are one of his best friends, despite 1/3 of him automatically disliking you for working at the factory years earlier (and possibly working on the experiments?) Doey won’t let anything bad happen to you, don’t worry.

❀ Although, his ways of protection are a little grotesque. He will stalk you from the shadows as you complete tasks for Poppy—one of the times his doughy, putty-like body comes in useful. He can sneak into small cracks and watch you progress through the factory.

DOGDAY

❀ This may be controversial, but Dogday is a top-tier guilt tripper. He will use his lack of legs to guilt you into staying with him instead of leaving the factory—even though he knows of the potential risks it brings your fragile human body.

❀ Oh, remember that one time you had to stitch him up because he was ripped open? What if that happens again while you’re gone? Who would be there to stitch him up again, and etc. He feels bad about it, but it accomplishes what he wants in the end, doesn’t it?

[mostlysignssomeportents]

Skinnamarinkstump Linkdump

I'm on a 20+ city book tour for my new novel PICKS AND SHOVELS. Catch me TODAY (Feb 15) for a virtual event with YANIS VAROUFAKIS, and on MONDAY (Feb 17) for an event at KEPLER'S in MENLO PARK with CHARLIE JANE ANDERS. More tour dates here.

It's Saturday and I'm on a book tour, and the world is in chaos, and there are more links to write about than I could fit in to this week's newsletter, so time for a cubic linkdump, the 27th such:

https://pluralistic.net/tag/linkdump/

Let's start with the best thing I saw all week: a 3D-printed, spring-loaded, clockwork chess pawn that uses a magnet to sense when it has reached the end of the board and SPROING! turns into a queen:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CSOnnle3zbA

The whole video is a fascinating account of the design process, from idea to prototype to finished item, but if you're impatient and want to skip right to the eyeball kick, it's at 12:27-12:35. And if you want to print your own, the files are $12 (cheap!):

https://www.patreon.com/WorksByDesign/shop/queen-pawn-3d-printing-files-614491?source=storefront

Regrettably, not every tech project is a good one. This week, Google abandoned its AI ethics pledge. Unlike most AI ethics pledge, which are full of nonsense about not accidentally creating a vengeful god that turns the human race into paperclips, Google's AI pledge was actually very important, in that the company promised not to make AI that violates human rights, international law, or privacy. There comes a point where harping on Google's abandoned "don't be evil" motto can feel a little hacky, but in this case, I'll make an exception. My EFF colleague Matthew Guariglia tears Google a much-deserved new AIhole over this latest heel turn:

https://www.eff.org/deeplinks/2025/02/google-wrong-side-history

Not all bad technology is evil. Some of it is merely very, very stupid. How stupid? Check out Thom Dunn's Wirecutter review of The Heatbit Trio, a space-heater that uses Bitcoin-mining GPUs to generate some of its heat, very slightly offsetting the cost of warming your room – but at a rate that would take decades to recoup the $700 price-tag. Thom got some spicy quotes from Molly White for this one – possibly the first time she's been cited in a home appliance review:

https://www.nytimes.com/wirecutter/reviews/heatbit-space-heater-review/

Staying with crypto freaks for a moment here, Adam Levitin dissects the cryptocurrency "industry"'s latest chorus of aggrieved whining over "debanking":

https://www.creditslips.org/creditslips/2025/02/debanked-by-the-market.html

As Levitin writes, banks aren't kicking cryptocurrency "companies" off their books because the government wants to punish them. Banks have a very good reason to want to avoid doing business with high-dollar scams that have highly correlated implosions, which is to say, times when everyone wants their money back from the cryptocurrency "company" the bank is handling charges for. For a longer explanation that gets into the nitty gritty of bank supervision, check out Patio11's excellent, detailed explainer:

https://www.bitsaboutmoney.com/archive/debanking-and-debunking/

As all the real heads know, "crypto means cryptography," and cryptographers continue to contrive privacy marvels. This week, Kagi – the best search engine, a million times better than Google – released a Privacy Pass authentication plugin, which lets you login to Kagi and run searches without Kagi being able to connect any of the searches you make with your account:

https://blog.kagi.com/kagi-privacy-pass

As an sf/crime writer who sometimes (often) searches for information on committing ghastly crimes and 'orrible murders, the fact that my favorite search engine will be technically incapable of tying those searches to my identity is quite a relief. Read my review of Kagi here:

https://pluralistic.net/2024/04/04/teach-me-how-to-shruggie/#kagi

If you're one of those marvel-contriving hackers, cryptographers, security researchers or tinkerers, you should really consider attending this summer's Hackers on Planet Earth (HOPE), 2600 Magazine's (now) annual (formerly biennial) hacker con. They've just posted their CFP – get those submission in!

https://www.hope.net/cfp-talks.html

Well, I have to post this and get ready for this morning's virtual book tour event with Yanis Varoufakis:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xkIDep7Z4LM

But before I go, one more link: Kevin Steele's 2005 essay on Hypercard, "When Multimedia Was Black & White," an absolute classic, and a beautiful meditation on the art and promise of early hypertext:

https://web.archive.org/web/20240213190609/http://www.kevinsteele.com/smackerel/black_white_00.html

I've known Kevin for most of my life, long before he helped found Mackerel, the pioneering Toronto multimedia company. Long after Mackerel, Kevin went on making wonderful things. In 2023, he published a monumental act of portraiture – a "sequential art" time-series of panoramas of Toronto's hip, ever-changing Queen Street West strip:

https://pluralistic.net/2023/09/13/spadina-to-bathurst/#dukes-cycle

Comparing Kevin's more recent work with that lovely old essay reveals deep correspondences and the progress of a unique and creative soul.

If you'd like an essay-formatted version of this post to read or share, here's a link to it on pluralistic.net, my surveillance-free, ad-free, tracker-free blog:

https://pluralistic.net/2025/02/15/intermixture/#debunking-debanking

[beanbagbuddies4life]

A super funky Seamore bootleg from Goodwillfinds

[pancake404]

Prototype Squad Outfits

So I decided to draw the Prototype Squad again(with now Hoppy included). This time, they have their own cult outfits probably made by Catnap and Crafty.

Here is the panel without blood and darkening.

I already explained their various loyalty to the Prototype but here is a representation of the least loyal to the most among the squad.

Hoppy would be around where Picky is in loyalty as she doesn’t see him as a god but is willing to fight on his side for Catnap and survival is more assured this way. She…tends to question his allies as well as the outcomes of their former friends(?). She’s so far Catnap’s favorite but Crafty is quite close to tying with her.

One thing you may have noticed is that sometimes their eyes are red, well I imagine the more insane and influenced they get, the more their eyes turn red. It’s best to either calm down or stay away from one of them with progressively red eyes quickly before they attack.

This could sort of show in The False God’s Limbo as at the very least, Hoppy and Crafty were on Catnap’s side and weren’t deemed heretics.

Honestly, if there were more cult members of the Prototype that were critters, I’d go to the Nightmare Critters and it would be Baba Chops, Rabie Baby, and Poe.

[directdogman]

im so happy u made dsaf so i could discover you and follow yhe development of dialtown i played that shit for way too long when it first fully dropped. you are at least 75% responsible for my objecthead insanity i think

im happy you've found smth you seem to enjoy working on a lot more than before :-] ty for the funny phone game it makes me very happy to see randy and oliver from Real Life (makeship) in my room every day

Ayyy, glad to hear my work's had a positive impact on you :)

Yeah, it can be funny seeing physical DT merch in your home, even now. I remember a family member seeing the Randy plush for the first time when I get the prototype and it was really odd for him, since I legitimately wore that outfit every day for a while like a cartoon character and he immediately clocked that. "This is a plush of YOU. What the fuck."

[multiheadcanons]

PACK A BAG WITH THE MERCS

scout: tiny black backpack. holds his gun and twenty bucks. a comb, a compact mirror, and two condoms. his ID, his passport, and a prepaid gift card with 37 cents on it. a comic book, an extra mag, and a crumpled piece of paper with his family’s phone numbers on it. an extra set of engineer’s goggles. an extra set of sniper’s aviators. a broken pencil and a bottle of unlabeled pills. it’s aleve. a pack of gum and one loose cigarette.

soldier: fanny pack but he carries it like an orc’s club. his ID, his checkbook, a gram of cocaine, a used syringe missing its needle, and $100 bucks cash. aside from these things, it is filled to the brim with rocks, animal teeth and bullets, used and unused.

pyro: hello kitty novelty ita bag. packed with pins. coin purse full of pennies, no silver coins. minimum of five lighters in different colors. matchbox. aerosol spray can. pack of colored pencils. small bottle of water, smaller coloring book. hair barrettes. dog ty beanie baby. pack of stamps. a charcuterie fork they stole from a restaurant. two loose bandaids, some hydrogen peroxide, an open pack of mike and ikes, and three mints.

demo: a fanny pack and he wears it correctly. his checkbook, his ID, his shit list, and a dud of a prototype of a small bomb that he abandoned the ideals of long ago but he tells himself he’ll come back to it. a pen, and two rolls of quarters. the deed to a lake house in michigan he won in a poker game. a walkman, and five shooters of various liquors. a large folding knife, a set of small bolt cutters, and an extra black eyepatch. in case he loses the one he has on.

heavy: small cooler bag he wears across his back, “misha” neatly embroidered in red. two water bottles, a bag of cheez-its, and a sleeve of peanut butter crackers, a couple oranges and a small bag of grapes if he made a stop at the grocery store recently. $50 bill. ID, debit and credit card, and a checkbook. passport. a white feather, two pens, and a box cutter. small flask of vodka. two unused shotgun shells, a keltec PMR30, and a loose earring. microfiber cloth, small notepad littered intermittently with russian, not written on the lines.

engineer: a simple brown leather pouch he attaches to his belt loop with a carabiner. he keeps his ID, his checkbook, his passport, anywhere from ten to thirty dollars in cash, various amounts of change, the keys to his truck, and a couple extra bullets in case they’re ever needed. he’ll occasionally slip a small screwdriver or wrench in there for on the go fixes, but he is usually also taking his toolbox wherever he’s going.

medic: black leather satchel. contains $250 american cash in small bills; and €150 euros. and a roll of quarters. a travel first aid kit, a shooter of vodka, a bottle of water, and a biohazard trash bag. ibuprofen, acetaminophen, and either two tabs of acid, an eight ball of cocaine, or a loose, unlabeled pill. probably xanax. could also be tylenol. he will take it regardless. a white feather, a small pocket knife, his passport, and a wallet, containing an old photo of times long gone, a photo of the team, a fake ID, and three credit cards that do not have his name on them.

sniper: his pockets. wallet containing his ID, his american driver’s license, his insurance, up to $500 cash and a small photo of his parents. keys in opposite pocket. sometimes a receipt or two. everything else is in his van, and if he’s going somewhere, he’s taking his own vehicle.

spy: mid size clutch purse. two packs of cheap cigarettes, one menthol one not. $50 american dollars. a baby photo and a photo of a woman in a blue dress. three separate passports with different names, four credit cards with other names. none of them are his. his knife and revolver. pocket atlas, and a faded contact book of numbers that don’t work anymore. an out of date bus pass, and a ticket to a concert he never went to.

[sapphe-ire]

Sleepless Night~

Another one that took forever but the likes i keep getting make me want to write more and hope i appease the masses🥹 so enjoy! [plz]

Warning: unprotected sex, fem reader, sex outside [not in front of anyone], generally gentle sex tbh

[2k]

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You knock on the wooden door, waiting for the soft ‘come in’ from inside before opening and entering. “Hey, Uso!”, you chirp. He puts down his special goggles next to whatever he’s working on and turns, face lighting up as he realises it's you. “Hey, what are you doing up so late?” he asks as if you didn’t frequent his workshop almost every sleepless night, but you  explain anyway.

“Couldn’t sleep…figured i’d pester you ‘til…” he chuckles while you walk over to the neon green beanbag he keeps in the corner of the room, dragging it over to his work table so you can plop down beside him, “what about you?” you ask once you’re seated. “Me neither…too many ideas buzzing around in my head”

You chuckle and observe the object on the table, “I can see that…so which idea is this?” you lean forward and put your hand on the desk, resting your chin on it to observe the half-finished project closer. You’re never really sure what unique item he’s tinkering with until he’s done. As usual he drones on and on about his invention, the ‘Mega-Power Launcher 3000’; talking about all the features it’s going to have as a weapon. You sit still and listen tentatively, evermore interested in the way his mind is able to come up with such intricate details and designs for these things.

“When do you think you’ll be done with it?”, you ask, and he beams more at your additional interest, “In a couple days maybe, but it is in a sort of…prototype stage. maybe you can test it out with me?”. At the mention of getting to ‘play’ with his new invention, you gasp and grab his arm dramatically. “Yes.” you respond. He chuckles and picks it up, along with a sweater, “Let’s head to the roof!”. You smile and walk in tow with him.

The sky is clear, the moon casting its almost silver glow over the still sea and your skin. a cool wind blows through, making you take a deep breath of the crisp, night air. A small “wow” escapes you, the sight and feeling whisking you away mentally. Usopp grins and plops down on the rooftop, patting the space beside him.

He leans back on his hands as you take your place next to him and look up at the stars with a smile, “i love nights like these…” he murmurs, “everything is so…serene”

“I've never gone outside much during the night, surprisingly.” you murmur as well, the atmosphere pushing you to use a more soft tone. “Then you’ve been missing out…” he chuckles softly and tilts his head to the side a bit to observe you in the moonlight, his invention forgotten as he almost whispers, “you look beautiful under the moonlight by the way...”

You look over at him , head instinctively tilting to the side as well and smiling softly, “Thank you…you do too”. Usopp’s smile widens and then he quickly looks away, pretending to be fascinated by the stars, “You cold?”, he asks after a moment, “Here, you can borrow my sweater.”. Before he can begin taking it off you rush to speak, “no no no i’ll be fine!”. He rolls his eyes and takes his sweater off regardless, draping it over your shoulders and tying the sleeves together by your neck, “you need to stop being so stubborn…isn’t this better?”

You chuckle and nod, “thanks, uso”. Usopp grins, his eyes meeting yours for a moment before darting away again. He’s quiet for a beat and then asks, “can i hold your hand?” he bites his lip, looking a bit anxious, “J-Just to keep you warm…i mean”

You smile softly, not wanting to chuckle as he stutters somewhat, “yeah of course”. Usopp’s face bears a shy smile when you agree and he reaches out to languidly take your hand in his. His slender and slightly calloused fingers intertwined with your marginally softer ones, and he holds your hand close to his chest for ‘warmth’. “Thanks…” he murmurs.

You smile and nod, looking up at the stars again with him, but he’s not really seeing them, he’s too busy distracting himself with studying the gentle curves of your face under the moonlight. The way your hair frames you. “You know…” he starts softly, “i…i really like you”

He admits quietly, his voice barely a whisper. He squeezes your hand for a moment, playing with his hair a little, “i mean…n-not like a friend, i mean…you kno-” you cut him off, “like…in a…romantic way?”

He nods, mumbling a soft ‘yeah’, “you’re really pretty and…and smart and…” he stops, visibly a bit overwhelmed. You smile, practically hearing the way his heart pummels itself against his chest before you respond. “I’m not the…best with my emotions…these things don’t come naturally to me.”

His face falls, taking it as a denial of mutual feelings. He nods, “oh…it’s okay, you don’t have to say anything if you don't want to. I just thought…” 

You kiss him on his cheek. “I feel something, Uso. You're so smart, creative, brave and kind. I find you so cool, it’s hard to not feel this way.” you confess, “You’re more amazing than you know” you finish. “Really?” he asks, his voice a bit above a whisper, now in surprise. His heart feels like it might burst out of his chest when you nod, and in a moment of boldness, he reaches out to gently cup your cheek. Leaning forward with his eyes locked on yours, he glances at your lips for a barely noticeable amount of time before he gently presses a kiss to them.

It's a soft, sweet kiss, but it sends electricity through his entire body and yours. He pulled back slightly, his face flushed, “Was that okay?” he asked nervously, not sure if that was okay or if he just ruined the moment, but when you nod once more, he smiles hopefully. “C-can i do it again?” he stutters, slight embarrassment coming from it.

“That..would be nice, please.” you smile, inciting him to repeat his previous welcome actions. With a pinch of more confidence, he smiles and places his thumb and index finger on your jaw, closer to your ear as he leans in once more. The kiss is more gentle, but oozes confidence over time.

Not even noticing his rise in conviction, he continues the kiss, placing his hand low on your leg and hiking his other hand higher up your jaw and more to the back of your head to deepen the kiss. Spurred on by the moment you wrap your arms around his neck and murmur a small “oh~” when his hand squeezes your thigh, not expecting such actions from the usually reserved man.

Usopp moans softly into the kiss, his tongue gently brushing against your bottom lip, asking for permission to advance the kiss. When you open your lips slightly Usopp almost whimpers and leans in more, tongue crossing the threshold to get a better taste of what he’s dreamt of since you joined the crew.

His hands slide down to the small of your back, simultaneously pulling you flush against him and gently exploring your mouth for the first time. Neither of you have ever experienced or even kissed like this before, but it feels so right as your bodies press against each other.

As the kiss deepens, Usopp grinds his hips against yours somewhat involuntarily, his body reacting to the position and situation. He’s already semi-hard and he knows you can feel it too. He pulls black slightly, breaking the kiss and breathing just a bit heavier against your lips, whispering, “S-Sorry..”

“It's…fine” you whisper back, your own breath sped up slightly as well from the heated kiss and not making any movements to pull away. Usopp blushes, his erection now fully formed and straining against his fur-lined pants. He makes steady eye contact, expression a bit serious but also lustful, “Do you…do you want to…?” he asks, unable to stop himself from palming his hard-on through his clothes, voice becoming shaky.

“O-only if you want to…” you breathe out, his arousal affecting you as well. You grind against the hand he has over his crotch, never breaking eye contact. 

Usopp whimpers at your words and actions, his left hand tightening the grip he has on your waist. He nods eagerly, “I want to…with you. Here?” he asks, voice barely above a whisper. “Anywhere” you respond needing him more than you’d want to admit to anyone, even yourself.

He nods and undoes his pants, breath heavy and ragged and his hands shaking a bit more with both eagerness and nervousness. He pulls out his hard cock, long, thin and throbbing; stroking it slowly he breathes out, “Can..can i see you too? Please?”

His endless manners despite the situation makes you smile, standing up to remove your pants and underwear in one fell swoop, sitting back on his lap with your legs spread so he can have a full front row seat to the wet mess he caused.

His eyes widened when he laid eyes upon your glistening mound, letting out a soft gasp as his cock hardened more, if possible. “Fuck you’re so pretty,” he mumbles as if in a trance, “can i…” he reaches his hand out, stopping right before his fingers can grace your lips.

When you hum a small, “mhm” he eagerly reaches out for your slit, dragging his middle finger from your slit, up to your clit to circle it with your own arousal. He looks up at you with the most pleading look you've ever seen from him, cock twitching with need as he asks, “please…can i put it in?”

Just the thought makes you careen toward him with need. Biting your bottom lip softly you nod with a soft “please”. 

Usopp aligns himself with your soaking entrance and slowly starts to push in. his face contorts into one of pleasure and concentration as he enters you inch by inch. He pauses once he’s fully inside, placing his hands on your hips and moaning softly. “You’re so tight…”, he breathes into your neck.

You feel his cock pulse and you moan as well, clenching around him, and he takes this as an incentive to move your hips up and down, as well as his. He begins to thrust up slowly as you grind down,your breaths consecutively growing heavier with each movement. “Feels so good…” he almost whimpers, pulling your hips down as his pace gradually increases.

He pulls back to look up at you, pleasure and adoration written all over his face as he speaks somewhat breathlessly to you, “you like that?”, he reaches down to rub your clit as he moves faster, “tell me how it feels…”

“Oh my god~! So good usopp~”, you moan and pant, holding onto his shoulders and looking down at him with dazed eyes. Eager, Usopp picks up the pace, hips snapping forward and pulling you into a passionate kiss as his cock throbs even more inside you, tip hitting that special spot deep inside that automatically has you arching your back

“God i’m gonna~...fuckin-!” he cuts you off with a loud grunt, feeling your pussy clenching more around his cock, thrusting harder and faster, “cum for me, baby” he whispers sultry into your ear, panting and groaning, and that sets you off; you grip his hair, pulling a little as you lean back slightly and cum hard, probably moaning loud enough to wake everyone up.

Usopp revels in your cries as you cum, body tensing as your hole grips his long cock like a vice throughout your release. His own body tenses and he moans into your neck, biting down and sucking while he relishes your releases mixing in such a wonderful harmony

Usopp’s grip on your ass remains as you both catch your breath, he nuzzles into your neck, licking and kissing where he left his mark. His hands travel up to cup your face, his smile ten times more charming in the now dim moonlight as dawn breaks. “Are you okay?” he asks softly, thumb gently brushing over your cheek, “i didn’t hurt you or…make you uncomfortable , right?”You smile, always loving how he manages to be such a sweetheart in every situation. You shake your head, still trying to catch your breath while you breathe out a soft “no”. His face lights up, features displaying his usual happiness; he lightly hugs you and peppers your face with benign kisses. “I’m glad you enjoyed it!” he beams with warmth in his tone, “you’re incredible…” he says a bit softer, almost like he says it out of pure love, the thought causes you to blush a little.

he chuckles, “so cute…” his hand wanders down your back, “can we do that again sometime?” he squeezes your behind gently, “maybe…in some different positions? not on a rooftop?”

You gasp, “what? But I like the rooftop…” you pout and whine, feigning being upset. he chuckles again, “I promise it’ll be fun, I'll make you feel good, don’t worry~” his hand continues its caress. You smile brightly, pressing a gentle kiss to the tip of his nose. “Right now i’m worrying about the fact that we’re naked on the roof…”

He cups your face once more, “how about we dress and head back to my workshop and sleep before everyone else wakes up? And maybe we can have a little more fun when we're up?” he smirks. “Sounds fun..” you say a bit seductively as you both begin dressing and getting off the roof, excited to spend more time with him in any way possible.

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[queer-overwatch]

Hi!! Could I request maybe a Venture x Reader (Any pronouns will do) on like a museum date? I want Venture to yap.Please and Thank you. ( Also bless the both of you I needed more Venture content I was tweaking without them)

Venture at a Museum!

Aaa ty sm for the request!!! I love that idea so much- they are such a yapper I love them <3 also your welcome hehe, had to take thing into our own hands >:3 (also bc u didn't request a specific format (like hcs or oneshot) i just did a short lil oneshot, hope thats okay!) -Frisk

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"Look, look- they have a whole section on rocks! Kinda basic selection but it's still rocks!"

You never thought you'd be able to learn so much about rocks in one day, but it seemed like Venture had made it their personal mission to force as much information into your brain as possible. You didn't mind, really! It was always nice listening to them rant about all the cool stuff they found while walking around the museum you'd planned to bring them to, but it was a lot to take in at once.

"Augh, I love sedimentary rocks- they're my favorite! 'cuz sometimes they have like, little fossils in them and I'm like, "Woah! A cool thing in another cool thing!" and it's awesome! One time I found a trilobite fossil in a rock, it was so cool! I wonder if they have any here- that'd be so amazing! I wonder what they taste like-"

After spilling every single fact they could think of about the rocks on display, Venture drags you to a section of the museum dedicated to Egyptian history, though they mostly just seemed interested in the architecture of the pyramids. You really did try to listen, but you mostly just caught the gist of their long, long, long explanations- something about a Mastaba being like a sort of prototype to pyramids? You were just happy to see them so excited, even if you didn't quite understand what they were so hyped about.

"Oh, if only that British lady could go back to ancient Egypt and get the architects of their time to answer my questions! I'd give anything to be able to do that!" Sensing the slight disappointment creeping up on them, you decide to try and bring Venture elsewhere, not wanting them to spend any energy on being upset by what they can't do.

"Why don't we go look at the dinosaur fossils? I'm sure there's some mistakes in the descriptions that you can correct!" You take their hand, gently pulling them away from the long essay-like description of images of the pyramids that they were reading. Incising them with promises of being able to show off their intensive knowledge of dinosaur fossils, or fossils in general.

Venture perked up almost immediately, following behind you as they ready themselves to go on and on about their favorite dinosaur ever, the Deinocheirus! You tried to ask why it was their favorite ones, and all they said was something about it being "them fr fr" and having rocks in its stomach. You weren't too keen on questioning that one.

They take a large step so they're walking next to you, swinging your arms as you walk, "It's always been one of my biggest goals to find a dinosaur fossil! I really hope I do one day, if I did I could die happy!"

"Please don't die- I would be so sad if you died." You squeeze their hand, voice light as you joke with them.

"Aw but I wanna! I wanna be a fossil for future people like me to discover! When I do die I wanna be buried with a bunch of cool stuff! Maybe mess around with my bones a little, just to throw 'em off!" As you finally reach the fossil exhibits, they abandon you to run off and check over every. single. fossil. which while endearing, gave you a lot of running to do in an attempt to catch up.

"Finally! For once a museum that gets everything right! Well, everything as far as we know-" They stand next to one of the larger fossils, not anything you recognized as you take your place next to them, catching your breath.

"Wow, how impressive-" you wheeze, standing up straight and stretching out your legs as you link arms with Venture, trying to stop them from running off on you again.

They laugh, grabbing you by the shoulder and dragging you in the tightest hug you've ever received.

"Thank you, so, so, so much for planning this. And for listening to me talk about rocks so much, and for caring about me- and a million other things! I can't even remember everything you've done for me, but I know its a lot!" They let you go, still holding you by the shoulders, the biggest smile you've ever seen on a person splayed across their face.

"Of course-! I love spending time with you, you're well aware of that, silly." You laugh, grabbing their wrists and taking their hands off your shoulders, holding their hands as you admire the glow of excitement on their face.

"Welllll since you clearly don't mind, can we go to this other museum I found online next week?! I heard they have an area where you get to watch an hour long video on the story of Julius Caesar!"

[davekat-sucks]

Am I the only one who thought ARquius' design was terrible? Like, Lil Hal isn't just a pair of shades that talks like Dirk. It is a very distinct representation of Dirk. Canonical lore established in THE FIRST FOUR ACTS showed us that prototyping a sprite with a stand-in item will give it all of the properties of the item it represents. It's why Nanna's ashes and urns turned into a granny instead of a vase-headed whatever. It's why a stone frog head turned Aradia's sprite into a frog instead of just making it croak occasionally. It's why the crow made Davesprite much more intelligent and mischievous than Dave Classic despite the fact that his trauma compounded on the crow's association with emos and goths. Also yeah the crow also made him kind of emo. Not as bad as it could be though because crows are, by definition, goofballs.

What do we get with ARquius? Equius but he's a horny weeb. Which is just Horuss. Where's the dirk in all this? There's not enough Dirk in there, the Dirk attitude was relegated to being more insistent and pressuring, and damn near none of his hairstyle imprinted on ARquius at all. Those shades aren't just an AI, they're a representation of Dirk. What do we get with Jasprose? A pranky jester type, even though you would think the fusion of an eldritch horror princess, a cat, and a psychology-major goth chick would create a regal badass who is permanently grimdark, stares boggle-eyed into corners for no particular reason, and is easily distracted by people setting off her hunting instincts.

Also funny how WP and HICU will go on about Jade's doggy dick but are really quiet about how this implies that Jasprose has a (potentially huge) fucked up cat-spiked tentacock. Or that Aradia is the only troll in existence who is fertile and can get gravid and lay her own eggs. Or that Lord English has a supercomputer brain and a VERY fucked up combination of human, troll, and cherub junk all in one go due to how sprite mechanics SHOULD work.

Andrew Hussie, WhatPumpkin, and HICU also forgot the fact that Jaspers the cat himself, got NEUTURED prior to his prototyping. Even Nepeta seems to know what he was implying when she talked to him as Jaspersprite.

So why was he hitting on Nepeta then? The relationship between Nepeta and Jaspersprite was more playful because Nepeta's affiliation with cats. It's not like wanting to date and bang Nepeta. Some could argue that it is Rose who develops feelings for Nepeta, but does the neutering still stay even when another person joins along? Or does it get overridden by another living being (like Doomed Rose here for Jasprosesprite)? Jasprosesprite mentions the Rose side of being guarded with her feelings, but the cat mind of Jaspers made her more open now.

The same Jasprosesprite^2 would later find Jane as hot. Originally it was a joke and jab to how Dave and later actual Rose herself called Jane hot.

It wasn't until in the HS2 Bonus story, Catnapped, that it isn't just playful flirting.

Even being flirty with Jake too on the side.

Keep that in mind too that it was Andrew Hussie and WhatPumpkin that had control in the Bonus Stories at the time before James Roach and HICU took over. James Roach and HICU would later then imply that the Bonus story is connected to the main plot as Davepetasprite^2 is in talks with Jasprosesprite^2 during Vriska's VN hell.

Adding in this bit from Patreon too with tying both main and bonus story.

If the Dirk/Lil Hal side is hidden behind ARquiusprite because Equius being a Void Player means he is hiding Dirk/Lil Hal's true intentions, I could understand it. But it's strange then for Equius side of himself to not pick up on it and being skeptic about it unless it's the HAL/Dirk side that is controlling him to keep silent. Equius is horny, but he is genuinely smart and caring in his own way. I would have thought maybe the Equius side of him would pick up on HAL's plans and intentions that he would have to raise his conscience about it. Equius even speaking up about the issues towards Dirk is also mirroring to how he would console Nepeta, another Heart Player. But sadly, Equius has been said to be a joke character and nothing more by Andrew Hussie. Thus, he can't be written seriously despite he is part of a component to the big bad. Hussie probably didn't intend him to be part of a bigger role, but he did and Hussie couldn't back out.