#AU with no robots
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sargent-space-dork · 22 days ago
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Because I grew up on TFA I kinda always love "semi-himbo" optimus instead of like the gruff older leader. Optimus is always cool no matter what tho. But anyway the gay robots are gay robots.
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noodles-and-tea · 2 months ago
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Twins in time au.... Would Fiddleford act as a sort of father figure to Stan? Since Filbrick obviously SUCKED to both Stan and Ford and Fidd is more than definitely missing HIS son, and of course Ford has grown to love him but they're still BROTHERS.. Maybe they could act as the father/son the other is missing?
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ABSOLUTELY!!!!
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shepscapades · 4 months ago
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Surely this will have no negative consequences whatsoever!
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hoodedjelly · 2 months ago
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robot au that i started for my own selfish reasons and now i kinda have a story for? adding previous drawings so it can all be together.
explanation of the au below ig?
ok time for me to be completely transparent with you all, i just like robots, ford is one of my fav characters, fiddleford is engineer, boom gay robot story. it took me a while to actually think of a kinda "story" for this au, it still kinda doesn't have one, very much just a concept and aesthetic. just one rewatch of Ghost in the Shell made me want to come back to this.
but the long and short of it is: setting: future? robotically advanced 1980s? si-fi robotic future with a 1980s aesthetic over it.
STAN-13Y (stan) and STAN-F0RD (ford) were made ~30 years ago, they were both malfunctions in the eyes of their creators. stan with his programing and ford with his misprint (an extra finger on both hands). they were made for one purpose, to make millions helping the world. while ford pursued that goal since his programing was seemingly "normal", stan was thrown out for "not having any use for his program". but ford was a lot more human then people let on, only feared that those emotions he was feeling was another malfunction just like his brother. he kept it in. eventually he went off to continue his studies on his own (was trusted to do so). on the way he found B1LL a program he trusted to be downloaded into his own, it was in fact a virus. And a trusted engineer he met that works for his creators company, fiddleford mcgucket.
now heres a screenshot of a pinterest board thats the kinda vibe i was trying to go for
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little scared to post this cause i feel it might be cringe but WHATEVER!!!! IM HAVING FUN!!!!
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colfy-wolfy · 29 days ago
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Cyn would love playing roblox i think.
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crazycometspecular · 1 month ago
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Are those,, miners in the race
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driftsart · 1 month ago
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Doodle
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drawnfamiliarfaces · 1 year ago
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i was a (pre)teen hero once, but then i took some trauma to my psyche
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saphushia · 6 months ago
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latest dbhc update from @shepscapades has got me feeling. unwell. THE PARALLELSSSSSS <-said whilst drenched in blood
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2-eeillustration · 4 months ago
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TF x OC universe crossover design Ratchet WIP 🚁🔥
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finnbin · 3 months ago
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More @donniipao's puppet Bill AU because I'm quite literally obsessed
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this was just a silly idea I had after finding out the puppet was wooden lmao, not at all based off anything OP said! :)
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tadc-harlequin-au · 4 months ago
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no way, FNaF Caine REAL?!?!??!??@!/
crazy.......
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steddie-as-they-come · 1 year ago
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Steve's pinning his polaroids up on his wall when his new roommate walks in.
Steve's immediate thought is oh, I'm gonna hate this guy.
Shaggy hair, leather jacket, rings glinting off his fingers, electric guitar slung over his back. Hot as hell, but compared to Steve's polos and perfectly coiffed hair, they could not be more different.
The guy looks like he had the same thought. His shoulders slump as he takes in Steve's appearance.
A man comes in behind his roommate, toting a suitcase full of clothes. "Oh, are you Eddie's roommate?" he says to Steve, who shakes himself out of his thoughts.
"Yes, I am." he says politely. "I'm Steve Harrington."
The man sets down the suitcase. "Wayne Munson." he offers, shaking Steve's hand. "I'm Eddie's uncle."
He nudges Eddie forward, who lets out an almost inaudible groan. "Eddie." he says snippily, shaking Steve's hand.
This'll be a fun year, Steve thinks.
They don't talk. Steve didn't think he was going to be best friends with whoever he got saddled with, but he thought they could at least be civil to each other. Their room is split down the middle. Eddie's half is absolutely covered in posters and music and cutouts of magazines. Steve's is...almost as blank as his room back home.
He misses the shitheads.
No one can ever tell them that. They'll get even more insufferable.
Once or twice, when Steve comes back from a class, he'll catch Eddie peering at Steve's pictures, but he’ll jump away before Steve can call him out on it. It's awful. Steve misses Robin.
It takes him a horribly long amount of time to stop flinching awake at every little sound. He'd stored his nailbat under his bed, out of sight of Eddie, but every time someone yells in the hallway or shouts in the room next door, Steve startles awake, already grabbing his bat. Luckily, Eddie sleeps like the dead, because Steve's not sure he'd be able to explain the weapon without breaking his NDA.
It's three A.M., early November, when there's a knock on their door. Steve isn't asleep yet, so he stands and answers it.
Eight people pile in, talking in hushed whispers. They slam into him, knocking him over.
In the middle of the hug, Steve counts his kids. It's Dustin, nestled against his side, then Lucas, El, and Will under his arm, Max draped over his back, Erica leaning into his shoulder, and Mike on the very outskirts of the group. He pulls them all in tighter, and they all yelp and squawk at him.
"Let us go, Steve!" Erica says, annoyed.
"Nope." Steve says. "You came to find me at three in the morning, you can tolerate a hug."
"Shoo, move." another voice says, and all the kids part like the sea. Robin pushes her way through the group and hugs him tightly. "I don't know how you do it." she says to Steve. "Driving all these nerds around, it's exhausting."
He buries his face in her hair. "Missed you, Robbie." he mumbles.
She leans her head against his. "Missed you too, dingus."
Steve pulls back. "You got your license!"
"I did!" Robin jingles her keys happily.
Eddie sits up, and everyone in the room freezes. "Wha's happenin'?" he slurs sleepily. Then he registers all the people in the room. "Whoa, what the fuck?"
Steve stands up, brushing himself off. "I'm sorry, man, I didn't know they were coming." He shoots a glare at the group, who looks appropriately cowed. Minus Dustin. Steve can now see whose idea this was.
Eddie swings out of bed. "No, it's- wait, are these the kids from your polaroids?"
"Yeah," Steve says. "Dustin, Mike, Lucas, Will, El, Max, Erica, and this is my best friend Robin."
"Awww, you have polaroids of us?" Max teases over his shoulder. "That's sweet."
Steve reaches behind him and tussles her hair, shoving her gently. "Shut up, shithead."
"Your room is cool." Mike says. "Not Steve's side. But this part is cool!"
Steve glares at Mike, but Eddie grins big. "Thanks! I'm Eddie Munson." He shakes Mike's hand.
"Is that a DnD poster?" Will says. "That's amazing!"
"It certainly is!" Eddie says. "I used to DM back in high school. Played a bit too."
The nerdier section of the group reacts appropriately, oohing and ahhing, while Max and Erica just roll their eyes and nudge each other.
Steve hesitates. “I know these guys don’t really do anything on Saturday afternoons, and I think they’ve been wanting to start another campaign. Would you mind if they come up, maybe every weekend, and you can…” he doesn’t know enough about DnD “…run a game for them?”
Eddie looks amused. “You mean DM a campaign?”
“Yeah, that.” It’s an olive branch that Steve’s offering.
Eddie takes it. “Well, how can I turn that down? Sheepies of the Harrington flock, how would you like to join a new campaign?”
“I’ll keep the rest of you occupied,” Steve mutters as the guys (and El) start talking excitedly. “Max, Rob, you guys wanna find the closest arcade and set some new high scores?”
“Only one person will be setting high scores.” Max says, gesturing to herself, but she looks excited at the prospect.
Steve lets Eddie and the kids talk for a couple more minutes, then claps his hands. “Okay, it is three in the morning and I have a nine A.M. class tomorrow SO! I have enough blankets for all of you to sleep on the floor if Eddie doesn’t mind-“ Eddie shrugs. “Or Rob can drive you back home.”
Steve looks around and Robin is already in his bed, cuddled up like the blanket hog she is. “Okay, well, sleepover here it is then.”
He whisks out his ungodly amount of throw blankets (courtesy of Joyce’s knitting spree) and the kids get together in their usual movie-night-at-Steve’s cuddle position.
Will’s got his head on Mike’s shoulder, Lucas next to Mike, Max leaning on Lucas, El’s head in Max’s lap and her legs thrown over Dustin’s lap, and Erica with her back against Dustin’s shoulder. Sometimes Robin and Steve are wedged into the pile somewhere, but just as often they’re tangled up under six different blankets across the room, which is why Steve whispers “Scoot over, dumbass,” as he climbs into bed next to Robin.
Eddie watches them assume their positions with an expression of what could be awe on his face. “When I saw those pictures,” he whispered, “I thought they were like your siblings? Or maybe old pictures of your friends. I didn’t think you were a soccer mom.”
Steve glares at him, but unlike earlier in the year, there’s no heat behind it. “Hope you like coparenting then, because these guys need to be watched 24/7 or they’ll run off and start the apocalypse.”
Eddie laughs like it’s a joke. To him it is. He hops back into bed. “Goodnight, weird little family.”
The kids murmur a collective sleepy goodnight, and Steve shuts his eyes.
It’s the most relaxed he’s felt since he moved in.
part two!
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shepscapades · 4 months ago
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A last life ethubs comic that isn’t really about last life ethubs
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hoodedjelly · 2 months ago
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a bunch of fiddauthor doodles i've done inbetween the animatic
(i WILL be yapping about that animatic as much as possible, im cooking out here)
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thetruemek · 9 months ago
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“Misuta, this behavior is most unbecoming~” - GITM: Three of Pentacles
IT'S FINALLY DONE HOLY SHIT!! I really hope you guys like it! Details under the cut!
@venomous-qwille *bows* this was one of my favorite scenes so far in the fic!! Can't wait for more bots to finally show up I HAVE A MIGHTY NEED FOR NOVA AND SOMBRA!
Uh, also, the term 'Comely Thespian' lives in my head rent-free now and pokes me in the ganglia every few hours 👀 I SEE YOU FOOL!
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