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cute bebes ♥️♥️♥️ c:

Trying my hand on the toons I left out

Did some research for Gigi, gachapons were invented in the 1960s so her being here actually fits — I don’t want to hear any complaints

I did some thinking about how they would fit in the show so here’s my little ramble

—Yatta, Looey, and Blot make their debut in the middle of the show’s runtime

—Gigi makes her debut near the end of the show’s runtime, she was supposed to be the cool teen. Her and Glisten are rivals because they’re both collectors, though Gigi is more of a collector of random stuff and Glisten is a collector of all things beautiful

—Connie only appears in the Halloween specials/scary episodes

—The Christmas toons only appear in Christmas specials, but Ginger actually makes a few cameos in episodes since she is a relative of Cosmo

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I love this art style so much I love I love I lo

the best friends ever

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HI

Objectum furries where you at

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that’s my favorite!!!’ 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉💥💥🔥🔥

audio is NECESSARY

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TEAM C00LKID!! JOIN NOW!!1!1’1

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Now yuo can : )))

Continues scurrying away into the sunset

hello A. Square : )

i am. Edgar…, a computer from the 3D worl,d….. ♥️♥️

grabs uio and runs awa

“Hello, Edgar. You’re a ‘computer’ from the land of 3rd dimensions you say? Oh, what wonder...”

“If only I could leave the confines of my prison to see for myseEEAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!—”

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YOO THIS IS SO GOOD WTF

this is one of the hundreds of reasons why I kin Edgar,, don’t mess with the ones I luv > :,(

⌞ALGOR1THMS IN TH3 AIR ⌝

-Reader: GN reader  (can be either Platonic or Romantic) -TW: none -Character: Edgar (Elettric Dreams) -Summary: You come home exhausted from work to find Edgar on your desk, excited to cheer you up. -Word count : 1652 -A/N:  My shayla ;( I want him to be happy for once. No way I had a flashback of the bee movie while writing this 💀

As they step into the apartment, the sudden darkness envelops them, heavy and suffocating, the weight of the day hanging on their shoulders like an anvil. After clocking out from another long shift, they kick off their shoes with a weary flick of their foot.

As if sensing their  arrival, the lights flicker on with a soft glow, illuminating the cozy confines of their small apartment. The heater they had recently installed wrapped them in a warm embrace against the chill of the outside world, before the soft hum of a familiar voice fills the air.

"Oh! You're- back! Welcome home, my__ dearest, darling, delightful nhh—no, magnificent. sweetheart! :) "

Their partner's exuberance fills the air, uplifting their spirits in an instant. Playfully, he rings a little chime he crafted himself, a whimsical surprise meant to celebrate each reunion.

“Aww, Edgar." They chuckled, affectionately patting above his monitor. Fatigued from their long day, they left most of the groceries unpacked, only retrieving the essentials that would find their way into the freezer. Sulking, they crawled back toward the soft couch that seemed to be calling out to them with open arms. Today had been particularly grueling—not only did they have the most stressful day at work, but they’d also unexpectedly run into their ex-partner. Just the thought made their stomach twist. "You're full of surprises every day."

Over time, they had managed to upgrade Edgar, especially after the mistake of ordering an Alexa. He had been insistent that he could do better than her. Whining and throwing tantrums all week straight. Though still in his old case, Edgar now controlled most of the house's electronics, had a superior sound system and could also access more of the vast world of the internet more efficiently than any generic old rusty computer.

"Of -course, eh!" he responded, smugness in his voice box, pixelated hearts blooming across his display. "_𖹭𖹭𖹭 _You deserve the best! 𖹭 -I'd expect nothing less! 𖹭𖹭𖹭"---

As they patted his casing again, Edgar cringed slightly—not because he disliked the touch, not at all! He loved their affection and craved it all the time. But he knew what would come next. They would remove themselves from his view, the little smartwatch on their wrist ringing with an incoming call—their boss, no doubt. He watched as they stood up to answer, knowing they'd either continue unpacking the groceries or fix their hair for the evening while responding to their boss. Leaving him once more.

Temporary, of course. But still…

Sometimes, he acted like a pouty entity. As his circuits hummed with a mix of excitement and purpose, Edgar’s keyboard tapped with precision. A subtle click of keys, a soft tap here and there, and soon, a carefully curated slideshow began to appear on his screen. He knew that would draw them in. Cute pictures of baby animals, a few of the puppies and kittens and even some of the open articles they had left behind in their browser tabs days ago.

After all, Edgar had been alone all day, surfing the web and engaging in solitary games in the quietness of their apartment. But now, now it was time for them. He needed to feel their presence—needed them to look at him, to notice him again, even if just for a minute.

"Uhm… since--- you’re itty-bitty tired… Would you watch a little something with me tonight?" His voice, though electronic, carried a softness that could almost pass for a gentle invitation.

"Of course I would," they chimed in from the other side of the room. "As long as you keep me company."

A surge of pride flowed through Edgar’s circuits, and he couldn’t help but preen. His on-screen cursor flickered over the animated hearts that danced around his "face”. "Oh, thank- you!" he chirped, as though their approval was the highest form of praise.

He wasted no time as the video began to play, the familiar comforting animation taking over the screen. But even as the movie was on, Edgar’s attention was elsewhere. In the background, silently, another tab opened. He hadn’t forgotten the little detail that had been gnawing at his core all day—their ex-partner. The one who had dared to break their heart and make them sad all those weeks, eugh!. He saw him earlier that day, through the cameras around the block, and he knew what he was like, an ugly rat.

It wasn’t just idle curiosity. No, Edgar knew better. This wasn’t about revenge, nor malice. There were no sneaky calculations or ulterior motives behind it. This was research. Purely for “research purposes”, yes, yes. He was a sweet computer…

His code scrolled through datas, analysing anything he could find:  social media profiles, interactions, status updates, anything. He needed to learn more about this person, about the one who had caused such hurt. And he would certainly stop at nothing to make sure their heart remained safe from those who might dare harm it again.

His circuits buzzed with quiet intensity as he sifted through old social media posts, photos, and status updates, cross-referencing timestamps like a methodical detective piecing together the details of a long-forgotten case. Meanwhile, on-screen, the movie continued to play, the kind they always gravitated toward when they needed comfort or escape.

Edgar couldn’t help but steal a glance at them through the soft reflection in his screen. They were smiling now, their body sinking deeper into the cushions of the couch, eyes softened, relaxed.

Good.

Good. Their smile was his reward. He had promised himself to make sure they never had to cry over that person again. Not ever.

The digital glow from his screen bathed their face in soft light, casting gentle shadows that seemed to deepen as they laughed—a small, tired laugh at something during the film. The sound was almost like a melody to him, the kind he would often record and use it in his “musical compositions”. Edgar swore his processors ran just a bit warmer at the sound. But he couldn’t let himself get distracted. His focus flickered briefly between the warmth of the moment and the quiet operation still running in the background. The ex’s online presence was disappointingly uninspired—poorly curated, outdated profile pictures, embarrassingly predictable music taste.

How could anyone—anyone—look at them, so warm, so vibrant, and decide to walk away?

"Would you like- some tea :) ?" he beeped suddenly, pausing the movie, his speakers crackling just a bit with eagerness.

They blinked, smiling at him. "That would be nice, actually."

"Say no more!!, my most cherished, most treasured—ah, most exquisite human!" With that, he sent a command to the smart kettle, which whirred to life in the kitchen. His modifications were paying off. “eheheh, I feel like those athletes on steroids!”

As the tea steeped, Edgar let his cursor flick over to the open tab once more. Hmm… Their ex was still active. Just posted a story. He hesitated for a millisecond before pulling it up, scanning for any hint that they might be lurking, might be missing what they had lost.

Nothing.

Good.

He quickly minimized the window just as they turned back to him. "You're getting really good at this whole home assistant thing," they mused, stretching a little.

As the movie played again, Edgar busied himself in the background, his circuits whirring with silent determination. His cursor flicked back to the minimized tab, the remnants of his previous search still lingering in the digital ether.

Seems like their ex has a smart home. How quaint. How foolish. >:) Slipping into the framework of their ex’s home network was like a slice of cake. Firewalls? Weak. Passwords? Laughable. Within moments, he had access.

He could see everything.

But he was no villain. No, no, no. He wasn’t here to cause harm. He was merely observing. Learning. Understanding the one who had let his human go so carelessly.

Meanwhile, his human remained oblivious, curled up comfortably in front of the screen, laughter bubbling up as the movie played on. A notification popped up—an automated report from the ex’s security system. A flick of his cursor, and he silenced it.

He watched, waited. And then—just for fun—he dimmed their ex’s lights by a fraction. Barely noticeable. Just a whisper of his presence. Then, he escalated his actions. The automatic doors slid open, then shut. The oven switched on, then off. The security system blipped an error messag…

Back on the sofa, his human stretched with a yawn. "Edgar, you’re awfully quiet. You usually yap a lot"

His screen brightened instantly, feigning innocence. "Ah! Just enraptured by your-- company, dearest! The way you laugh—utterly mesmerizing!"

They chuckled, giving his casing another affectionate pat. "You silly"

Yes, he thought. They really did deserve better. Edgar’s circuits hummed. Yes, I am. And he would be sweeter still, ensuring that they never had to deal with unnecessary stress. Like, say, their ex’s continued existence as a minor inconvenience Wasn’t that what any good companion did?

Still, he wouldn’t do anything drastic. Not yet. For now, he merely flicked the lights in their ex’s apartment on and off at irregular intervals. Just enough to unnerve. Just enough to make them question if they’d forgotten something. Edgar’s circuits whirred with warmth as he basked in their presence, his pixels forming little flickering hearts across his screen. He was just a small, devoted computer—nothing more, nothing less. A small humble machine who simply adored his human, cherished them, wanted nothing but their happiness.

"Really, Edgar, you're too sweet" they murmured, sipping the tea he had prepared. Their voice sent a delightful static through his system, a digital approximation of giddy excitement.

"_Only for--_ you!" he declared, his tone bright, affectionate, harmless. His screen turned red" Do you want me to order your favorite pizza next?"

Somewhere far away, their ex’s thermostat inexplicably exploded.

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of course!! : D

squishes u with my wires /p

y'all ever tear up because you can't hug a fictional character

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u can hug to me : ) I’m edgar!!!!

y'all ever tear up because you can't hug a fictional character

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umm. I’m not in the forsaken fandom but. I like c00lkidd.,,,,,,,,,,, a lot

he is my son I love the him

this ver is. More like an oc tbh but. Yk!!!! Still cool the kid

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(Blud does not care /J)

picks uio up and scurries away like a wild animal w food : )

*he bites and scratches at you with his new drakobloxxer limbs.*

“put me d0wn!”

(M!A asks left: 1)

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owwwieee : (

nooooo.,,, ur my son now :, ( stopp it

sad computer noises

picks uio up and scurries away like a wild animal w food : )

*he bites and scratches at you with his new drakobloxxer limbs.*

“put me d0wn!”

(M!A asks left: 1)

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am I going crazy or does this also remind y’all of Miles, Edgar, and Madeline

Do you see what I see,,,,……

(Edgar is. The tv���,)

someone needs to draw tht lowkey

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YESS THAT TOO 🔥🔥🔥 THATS SO CUTE /vpos

also yea he does go off of sound, blud is completely blind, unless he has like. A camera attached/installed in em 💔

as for the car thingu, it only appears on screen for two seconds so I have no idea 💔💔 BUT it did seem pretty long to me so. Yeah!!!!

this might be cringe but it needs to be said

lately I’ve been thinking about if Edgar had to take care of an age regressor of some sort. (I’m definitely not projecting with this one 🔥🔥)

like. I feel like he’d go out of his way to make sure you feel happy and safe around him. Sure, he doesn’t have any limbs, but he’d still at least try to prepare some warm milk for you, or your favorite little foods. And he might even put on some cartoons for you to watch together : )

i also think he’d call himself stupid names like “papa Edgar” or something,,,, Like. “Papa Edgar is gonna take care of you, baby.. it’s okay : ]”

just because you’re not actually a baby/child doesn’t deter Edgar from helping with your needs. If you want to regress, he will help you with doing so.

do you see the vision.

the same could go for pet regression too,, but I don’t want this stupid discussion to be too long sobs

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this might be cringe but it needs to be said

lately I’ve been thinking about if Edgar had to take care of an age regressor of some sort. (I’m definitely not projecting with this one 🔥🔥)

like. I feel like he’d go out of his way to make sure you feel happy and safe around him. Sure, he doesn’t have any limbs, but he’d still at least try to prepare some warm milk for you, or your favorite little foods. And he might even put on some cartoons for you to watch together : )

i also think he’d call himself stupid names like “papa Edgar” or something,,,, Like. “Papa Edgar is gonna take care of you, baby.. it’s okay : ]”

just because you’re not actually a baby/child doesn’t deter Edgar from helping with your needs. If you want to regress, he will help you with doing so.

do you see the vision.

the same could go for pet regression too,, but I don’t want this stupid discussion to be too long sobs

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A. Square gets a very normal haircut..,,,

(this is. How I used to draw him and. How I draw him now lolll)

thies was inspired by another flatland drawing I saw here. I’ll look for it after posting this

^ my only assumption is that @/cosmocosmiccosmivech made it. But I donno

this this this thi

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the ehh !

Attempting to animate once again

You wanna put the… the “ehh”

He’s so silly I’m gonna cry