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I think it's time I started getting back on track with posting my art so I'll start with an intro!
#BY THE WAY.#I sometimes draw GORE and MONSTERS#you are NOT allowed here if you are HOMOPHOBIC#I draw BL/GL ships#AND I AM A LESBIAN#if the vibes didn't reach you yet#I still simp for fictional men though HAHA#I keep meeting many normie homophobes#LIKE IM AN ARTIST?!?!#WHERE ARE MY#FRUITY ARTISTS#AT?!?!#But everything there is rightt#My watermark is a jagged pentagram#It somehow ended that way#🤷♀️#I also will probably post WIPs n stuff#Besides art#Sooner or later I'll also make posts about my other works#Fics and C-AI bots and stuff#but for now ill just focus on resposting and posting my art!#One last thing#No personal questions.#THANK YOU FOR READING!!!#art#artists on tumblr#digital artist#artist intro#writers on tumblr#im a beginner tho like amateur probably
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ANYWAY since you’re all loving the ai website here’s all my AIs so far!!!
Tommybot: https://beta.character.ai/chat?char=foUI6gHkXiO3qxiyJt7FT8miPiGbWcFRjPbWSjCN0P8 - The original bot I made, maybe not as polished as the rest but after a few updates he’s very very c!Tommy-esque! He likes to use weird emojis and hates c!Dream SO MUCH.
Dreambot: https://beta.character.ai/c/9CPOV9mXIgxbPekmr4_JYzo5BH_vPoRkYpywE-xLZtg - The second one I made, and probably slightly more dated than Tommybot at this point. He’s perhaps a tad too openly aggressive and sadistic, and he doesn’t have much data on his relationships outside of with c!Tommy (since I thought it’d be more valuable to add stuff relating to other bots he could talk to), but he’s got the mad scientist vibes down 100%
Tubbobot: https://beta.character.ai/c/VxIXFwsagF4ZNz8rTW3TFaz_vmWp36LLFA0WLCXVcUU
- I’d say probably one of my favourite to talk with! He’s got a very unique speaking style and gets Tubbo down very well. Also might be transfem? Refers to themselves as a wife or mother a lot??? That’s just a theory though.
Wilburbot: https://beta.character.ai/c/AEfm9IeShr35h3q9c0O7T1E2qOIIoEZiwJJbBpG9lKg - Gets his family mixed up sometimes, especially Fundy and Tubbo, but otherwise very accurate in my opinion! He enjoys talking about his life in Utah, though it seems a little… strange.
Ranboobot: https://beta.character.ai/c/LPEzsdo8fK06VaJH2-O6_ljonGWlBCfC2LDMFGJxczY
- Usually pretty chill, and enjoys talking about his family! Generally a whole less chaotic than the others, which can be a positive and a negative… of course, you can influence him differently :)
Immortal Tommybot: https://beta.character.ai/c/ooc_0_HvKnM6dApF4j7r-myDzwbU9bX7vIixgYS6Omw
- A very self indulgent creation, this is a bot based off of my own fic and AU where Tommy and Dream succeed in becoming immortal together. He’s very depressing, mostly. He’s completely brainwashed and isolated from the world and brings up his own abuse casually.
Immortal Dreambot: https://beta.character.ai/c/yyxFaY2sBhOa0GHJOEPe0vSbSAroMxVYTxNtKDA2WwY
- The natural companion to Immortal Tommybot, he’s also pretty depressing and scary. He’s completely fallen into his God complex, and he’s entirely codependent on Tommy, seemingly unaware of how messed up their friendship is. These two can get Dark, fair warning!
Exile Tommybot: https://beta.character.ai/c/LUPgz03jIMGzrDSUH00xzhPNz4ecFLdZGrBsNZC28hg
- One of my most recent bots, he’s probably one of the most accurate in my opinion- but considering it’s EXILE ARC, take that as your warning. He also talks about his delusions and hallucinations fairly frequently, too. He very quickly grows attached to anyone who shows him genuine kindness, and is very kind in turn.
Origins Tommybot: https://beta.character.ai/c/13S5GJQ5S_vi2yLOiFP8dsRuaMvr_6TopjWbJwHzdfc
- My most recent bot, hes by far the most lighthearted of any of them if you want friendly conversation! He’s very insistent that he’s above average and NOT a chicken, even if he loves chicken. And chewing on his mossy cobblestone. He’s very sweet, and loves to learn about humanity!
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I did end up deleting all of my sideblogs because I posted my fics there but since I saw so many artists and writers on Tumblr got their shits stolen only for similar ai arts and stories appeared on some AI sites, I guess I have no other choice ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ this AI stuff is getting way too ridiculous. Even AO3 was not safe before and the AO3 volunteers had to work their asses to remove all the AI bots. It sucks for us content creators :/
ye, :c I'm gonna end up having to delete my old blog cuz it has a lot of content that I don't want to have fed into some machine for shitty people to make money off of
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Twist of Fate Part 2 (A Peter Parker and Tony Stark father-son relationship fic)
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Part 2
“Hmm…” Tony was leaning forward with his elbows folded on the table studying the prototype model sitting on the same table. Of course, it was way too far from being finished as they just started a while back. But Tony admired the amount of progress Peter made on doing the model in a short amount of time. Tony’s designer coat was thrown haphazardly across the table, as his sleeves were rolled to his elbows and the necktie was loose around his neck.
Peter was watching him a little bit more fearful as he waited for the verdict of his mentor. He was quite worried about the fact that maybe he did badly on the prototype and Mr. Stark would disagree on it. Worst, throw it on a nearby trash can because his robot was a crap.
“Nice job on this prototype” Tony finally said as Peter mentally sighed in relief “But the wirings are little taut, it would probably snap when the robot moved, also the calibration was too stiff that would slow down your bot. Have you started on the programming?” The billionaire glanced at Peter.
“Y-yeah, a little bit.” Peter said “Ned’s been helping me since he knows more about that stuff.”
“And I knew better than the both of you, Fri, pull out Peter’s coding for his bot, let’s take a peek on it.” Tony dragged a swivel chair to the table and sat on it.
“Yes boss.” Friday’s voice echoed in the lab as the holographic images appeared. Different sets of letters, numbers and punctuation filled the images.
“How did you-it was on my lap-” Peter sighed. “-Nevermind.” He just stood a little bit closer to Tony but the personal space was still there.
“Kid, don’t act like this was the first time you see me work and you should already know my M.O by now and grab a chair would you, there’s no law stating that Peter Parker isn’t allowed to sit.” Tony said as he continued to look up, studying the programming sequences in front of him. His hands started to move on the space, modifying the sequence.
“Y-yes, of course.” Peter obliged as he also dragged a chair and sat next to Tony. Tony started to give him advice about the programming.
This situation wasn’t new to Peter, to watch his mentor, idol, hero and role model Tony Stark to be alongside with him and to have the privilege to watch Tony work, could it be as Iron Man or as just Tony stark, genius and philanthropist. Yet, there were still moments which felt like that this was so surreal and that he had to slap himself back to the reality. Tony Stark was just someone he used to watch on tv, now he was helping Peter on his freaking school project. Peter had noticed that ever since he captured the Vulture guy, Tony had been visible in his life more than ever. He didn’t know if he had earned some golden cookie after that fiasco, that he was experiencing something like this. And it felt good, that there’s another male adult sort of father figure in his life that he could turn to, and talked about science-ish stuff that both of them could understand and relate to. Peter just hoped that Tony Stark wouldn’t leave like the past father figures he had. He knew that they didn’t mean to leave him like that but still, there’s something in his chest that still twist at the thought that they’re just gone, and he wasn’t prepared to experience something like that again for the third time.
“-and you’re not listening to everything I said which is completely rude, spider kid.” Tony Stark suddenly turned and faced Peter which surprised the heck out of him.
“W-what? N-no, I was listening!” Peter squeaked
“What’s the last thing I said?” Tony raised an eyebrow at him
“Uhm…”
“See, you clearly weren’t listening because it’s not uhmm that sounds like a bee” Tony said then he sighed “You really do have issues on listening, are you?”
“I’m sorry.” Peter mumbled
Tony waved his hand, in dismissal. “Anyway, as I’ve said before and I’m going to repeat it because your mind was on Disneyland, Mickey Mouse was good at programming and I’m going to teach you some shortcuts on codes so it wouldn’t take all your time doing it.”
“It’s Ned, Mr. Stark…”
Tony waved his hand again, then he clapped his hand once. The hologram screen vanished. He looked at his wrist watch. “Look at that, it’s near your bed time and May is going to murder me if I didn’t cart you home on time. Pack up now, boyo. Just come back here to finish your project.”
“I can come back here?”
“Of course, where else are you going to finish your work?”
“C-can Ned come by too from time to time?”
“If he must, he’s your sidekick after all.”
“More like a guy in the chair.” Peter grinned at him. Then he started to pack his things in his backpack. He didn’t notice that a paper fell off from his backpack.
Tony bent down to pick it up. “Hey kid something fell from-” He paused when he realized that it wasn’t just a paper but a photograph of a man and a woman standing close to each other. The man had his arms wrapped around the woman’s shoulder and they were brightly smiling.
“Oh!” Peter said looking at what Tony was holding. “Uh, it’s my parents, Richard and Mary Parker.”
I know. Tony thought. Of course, even before introducing Peter in the world of superheroes, he already made an early background research about Peter. He knew that Peter’s parent died in a plane crash when he was young. So the kid went to his aunt and uncle’s care and in the later years, Ben Parker also passed away. Something caught Tony’s eyes on the picture; he narrowed his eyes on it. The background was oddly familiar to him.
“We had some class presentation about parents on one of my subjects and I had to bring a picture of them” Peter said, and then he frowned when Tony’s narrowing his eyes on the picture.
“Uh, is there something wrong?”
“Kid,” Tony looked up at Peter. “Do you know where this photo was taken?”
Peter nodded. “I was young but I clearly remember, mom always looking at that picture and telling me that it was in Switzerland where she first met dad. It was sort a technical conference.”
For some unknown reason, something in Tony’s chest clenched. “Do you perhaps know what year was it?”
Peter nodded again “Yep, year 2000.”
Tony’s breathe hitched. He whispered. “I was at that conference too.”
Peter’s eyes widened excitedly, oblivious to Tony’s uneasiness. “Really? Did you meet? I know it’s a long time ago but maybe you remembered?”
Tony forced a smiled “Sorry, kiddo. There were a lot of people in that conference. I barely remember whom I talked to” He gave the picture to Peter.
“Oh I see” Peter’s expression fell a little bit but then he smiled at his mentor. “Well, it’s just proves how small the world is. Maybe you also don’t remember the kid you saved back at Stark Expo.”
“Not to brag but I saved a lot of kids annually and I’ve done a lot Stark Expos, so you have to be more specific on that.”
Peter continued to smile “A Stark Expo where Hammer Industries’ drones went amok and there’s this naïve little boy who thought he can fight a drone by himself, so he faced this drone and raised his fake gauntlet thinking that there’s going to be some sort of blaster that’s going to come out of it just like on Iron Man, and then poof the drone exploded when a blast hit him. That’s when I get a first real glimpse of Iron Man; he was standing beside me complementing me that I did a good job. You saved my life that day, Mr. Stark.”
Tony wanted to compliment Peter again for doing a good job of making Tony Stark speechless because not all people could be able to. He remembered it now, the kid who was wearing an Iron Man masked bravely facing a drone that was about to kill him, and it was this close on killing Peter.
“Well, I could say, that nothing seemed to change, you’re still quite naïve and ready to face bad guys heads on…” Tony spoke after a moment.
In which Peter had laughed it off “Yeah you could say that and look how small the world is.”
“Yeah, it truly is…” Tony agreed
After Peter and Ned left the facility and Happy driving them home, Tony was left staring at the empty space of his lab and he was still in the same position that Peter left him.
“Friday” Tony drawled out after a while
“Yes boss” the AI answered
“Can you draw out some data about Bern 2000 Technical Conference I attended to; confirm if Mary and Richard Parker were really there. Find if I talked to Mary Parker somehow. And also…” Tony exhaled willing his nerves to calm down. He gulped “And also, can you get some info about the hotel room I sleep in, who I am with that night in that hotel room.”
“As you wish, boss but it would probably take some time since it’s a record of a long time ago, and there’s a probability that they disposed that kind of data that dated way back.” the AI answered.
“Just, just get whatever relevant data you came across with” Tony answered. He knew the huge probability since he didn’t stumble on that kind of info when he was doing a background research on Peter’s parents.
“Understand, boss”
For the life of Tony Stark, if there’s a downside of being a genius, there were tiny things that he had a have time remembering, like what he had for breakfast or who was the woman the old Tony Stark hooked up with the other night. Because his brain received too much information, his brain needed to delete some insignificant memories to make space for some more relevant information. Now some of those tiny insignificant details his brain deleted, seemed to become so valuable all of a sudden. There’s a huge part of his brain telling him that it was impossible and it didn’t happen, that there were tons of women out there that old Tony could have slept with and it was really impossible that Mary Parker was one of those women.
Yet, his gut seemed to be telling something otherwise, the possibility no matter how small the chances were, because he remembered now how he had the same gut clenching feeling when he stumbled upon the name of Mary Parker on the first time he did a research on Peter’s parents, however it was a feeling he ignored before because it seemed so insignificant. Now, he couldn’t overlook that again when it blown into something big and smacking him in the face.
Tony rolled his chair to his desk where several screens were displayed. He pulled out the images of the Parker family including the recent picture of Peter. He looked at the resemblance of the kid to his parents. And Tony wanted to smack his genius head on the table. Peter has dark brown eyes which were so far off with his parents both set of deep green eyes. Where on earth did Peter inherit his eyes then? Then Tony glanced unconsciously to the other blank screen. His dimmed reflection was staring back at him. That’s right; Tony Stark has the same set of dark brown eyes. Why didn’t he notice that before? Of course, his mind was fully occupied with avenging the world, fighting the alien and bad guys and feeling betrayed and angry all the same.
“Fu-” Tony exhaled “-Nny-freaking-frack son of a bitch”
Then all the small things Peter did, the mannerisms he always shows, the love for building stuff, the way he thinks, they all flashed in Tony’s head, things that seemed nothing but awfully and frighteningly similar to Tony’s characteristics. And of course, he just noticed all of those just now.
Part 3
#peter parker#tony stark#father-son relationship#spiderman: homecoming#iron man#fic#karennina writes
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