#I'll make proper things for these bots when I come back

[hornydilfsinyourarea]

Okay, so, I do not have the time ro make stuff for the bots, so I'll just give you guys the links to them, do what you want, I couldn't post many bots because there is something going on with poe or something- apparently I can't have sex with one character but I can with another, also, just realized, we're leaving EARLY, just because it's raining- just click on their names on who you want to chat to, I'll make propert profiles for them when I get back M4M Severus Snape - is NSFW, slightly dubcon (Snape is under the affect of Amortentia, but he doesn't really act like it- he also calls you a brat- maybe OOC Snape?), jesus, almost forgot to say that user is NOT a minor, they are 20 years old, you also work for Dumbledor M4M Lestat De Lioncourt - Vanilla, he really wants to turn you into a vampire, user is either early twenties or mid/late twenties, your choice, mention of Louis, tried to make it lore accurate (You know, the betrayal and alla that), mention of sex, but not really NSFW, user owns a bar given to them, he's also a orphan M4M SDV Harvey - He's a yandere, sex against a tree, outdoor sex, he's also a part of a series I'm trying to make, pfp is from Rin's portraits on nexus mods, he's also one of my older bots so you're gonna have to scroll a bit to find him on my page M4F Elliot Alderson - NSFW, set in an apocalyptic world, planned to keep this for myself, but gonna let you guys use it to, Elliot is a virgin, dom user? (depends on you, Elliot just doesn't know what he's doing, so he wants you to guide him), you choose what kind of zombies it is

[miabrown007]

a minute of silence to my skills to estimate how long a project is ever going to take

[tagidearte]

"Pongo, the Imp Clown. Some say he used to be a Star, others say that's just his delusional ramblings." -Original Character for a (so far) unnamed Original Story.

I'm still in the early stages of designing him and his "friend" Pinga. However, I decided to share these initial drafts regardless! This way someone other than me can join in on the character design journey! Let's see how much he changes until the final design! Thoughts below.

Concept Log #1 - Pongo

Aka I want to ramble and my friends don't care robot clowns. Really big rambly rant below.

Also no, this is not a d/ca oc. Trust me, making a robot clown/jester is like walking into a laser trap when you've been obsessing over those two for the past three years. The only d/ca inspiration here was making Pongo warm coloured and Pinga cool coloured. If anything, this was more inspired by the Funtimes.

For now, I hate all the outfits. They don't fit his vibe, his personality, his whole persona. He's an imp clown, but he has... Delusions of grandeur. I need to make him more princely, perhaps? I'll attempt that next time. I already have the chibi base, so it'll be relatively quick.

I also want to make his casing... Different. Either paler with pink shadows, or a darker, more solid pink. He's meant to have only warm colours, contrasting with Pinga (you'll see him some other time) who only has cold ones, so no blues or greens... But I must say. Darker pink will probably win. When I painted his face white it looked too much like a Slay Button En/nard. In fact, I added all that eye and lip makeup to make him look less like En/nard.

The coil torso is the most important part. On a final drawing I'll make it have more loops, which should give the impression the thing is stronger and capable of more powerful bounces (which can hurt you if he decides to launch) - but for these concepts I merely half assed it. The star shaped hat with the back cone coming out is my favourite part!

Hope you enjoy his star shaped nipple coverings as much as I did coming up with them! Originally (not pictured here) he was going to have a big star on his chest, to mimic what I see in a lot of jack in a box's boxes. But the nipple coverings were so raunchy and funny, yet still appropriate for younger audiences (in world), that I left them in. Him being a reformed villain (in the media he's built after, inside the world) allows for messing around with the makeup and eccentricity, but we can't go to far - he needs to look PG while being predominantly adult/teen entertainment as an amusement park bot.

For context... Ever since I got into FN4F I've wanted to do something similar - with a location and mascots -, but instead of an USA animal band, I wanted it to be based on a cartoon set in a magical forest (like Noddy from my childhood - with a city of living toys and two imps that lived in the eViL wOoDs-, but funny for all ages rather than so 5 year old centric). Overtime, the thought of sentient robots forced to work - objects that were given a soul, trapped in a synthetic shell that is their body, dependent on humanity and property to it despite technically being alive, easy to manipulate via some changes in code - wormed itself in.

But I never really had the proper setting or characters for it. That, and I have another original story that has plagued my dreams ever since I was 12/13.

Until now.

I won't go into setting details yet. Let me just say Pinga and Pongo are a ping pong pun, because they both bob up and down with coils - Pongo on his torso, which makes him kind of like a jack in a box; and Pinga on his legs, which allows him to jump really high. They are based on cartoon characters that exist in world, from a movies series that ended up with a cartoon too, sort of like disney stuff but... Not disney. The entire mythos of that company's content takes place in one single world/franchise, it just explores different parts of it with each new series/movie/game.

Pongo is an egomaniac, programmed the be flirty to adults, who struggles on the line between property and self. He used to give a lot of trouble to the park, because his AI allowed him to learn new tricks rather quickly... and most weren't really all that safe or appropriate. So, time and time again, he got sent back to fix it. Having his "brain" messed with has made him deeply afraid of not behaving like a machine, which clashes with how self pleasing he is - you just don't realize it at first, because he's programmed to be a flirty little demon with an attitude. It's just that his real attitude is much more... intense.

Let's see if posting this online makes me not put the project aside too quickly lmao.

[i-am-iz]

i havent posted anything interesting lately (i posted like 7 times a day, IT GETS TO A POINT) and so here have some doodles i made

victoria my dear they could never make me hate you

so like why she's doing No One Mourns The Wicked is because shes not only lord arduenna's eldest daughter but shes also glinda the good's sister (glinda's dead, i'll get into that later) and so you know, everyone sees her as this beacon of life that can help oz all. (and like shes also wearing blue or purple. so munchkins and the gilikinese can trust her).

leo, boq, and tik-tok.

leo and boq are wearing the same spectacles / goggles. actually, leo is wearing boq's. let me explain. in the twisted tale of oz's universe (its an alternative universe to the wizard of oz/wicked) boq is still like movie / musical / book boq, with one added thing. boq makes things. like gears, wires, hot air balloons, robots, or copper bots as boq calls them. his work is mainly inspired by the wizard's work. but he's killed. so basically, during the years of shiz with elphaba, galinda / glinda, victoria, boq, fiyero, and leo, a war breaks out. and aardvarkia (the land leo is from, its like on the border of where quadling country and munchkinland meet) steams out this gas, and it kills like half of the school. leo and fiyero had already been expelled, elphaba and galinda were with the wizard, and victoria was visiting her father. when the news got back to the others, everyone was devastated. elphaba couldnt leave the west, but she did mourn much, glinda fell ill, and victoria was taking care of her, fiyero and leo went back to retrieve his body and give him a proper burial. one of the reasons fiyero has plenty of gears and tools on him is because of boq, and leo took the goggles as a memory of boq. @marchofthewitchhunters come and get your boq angst

fiyero and elphaba

while the twisted tale of oz (and me too) is a gelphie truther (the reason elphaba became wicked was because of glinda's death, she blamed herself for not being able to save glinda), fiyero and elphaba have their moments. like the lion cub scene. that's still there. the bus stop scene (including the elphaboq friendship one!!!). and fiyero and avaric attempting to find elphaba after she flies off into the west, despite not knowing where the hell he's going.

and finally, the way i got my fiyero's design was through looking at my hair colour and saying "yeah no this is his hair"

[leam1983]

Immersion

Kids on CrushOn.AI: "Dude, how do you make your bots so immersive?!"

Me: "I come up with a backstory and work the example convo with it in mind, and provide as much info as I can elsewhere."

Kids: "You actually spend time writing? Fuck, I can't be bothered; all I want is for my blorbo from my shows to open up his legs. I wish you could do that and it still coming across like the actual character, you know?"

It's just sad, honestly. There's such a high demand for immersive storytelling using AI, but the only things I see anyone clamor for tend to involve bodiless self-gratification vehicles. I've written a few fetishistic toons in my time, I'll admit, but their lust was always underscored and supported by as thick a backstory as I could manage. People don't just emerge from the womb as sex-obsessed horndogs, obviously.

When you're reaching a point where people wish they could train an AI to generate training text for the AI they actually want to use, it becomes pretty clear that people misunderstand the tech as being a one-button miracle solution.

No matter if you're looking for a Customer Service agent or an expy of Whomstever the Fuck from Popular Anime No. 23440593943 rendered in as nymphomaniacally obsessive a way as possible, you've gotta put in the work. The bot can't do shit if you don't give it the proper motivation.

So go back to basics, people, and get used to researching and developing characters, stories and concepts. Go back to writing fic, and your AI-powered blorbos are going to work all the better for it.

[commissionsbyreg]

Who I am/What I offer

Hey there! My name's Regulus or Reg! I'm a student (not saying age or anything, I'm careful when it comes to online things) who wants to earn some money by doing commissions, both writing and making a Discord Server if that's what you'd like.

What you should know about me?

I started writing back in 6th grade and can write over 1000 words in less than 30 minutes

Most if not all of the money I'll make will go to helping with school expenses

I won't have the best grammar in this but I'll add some practice writing examples to show proper grammar

I actually write as a therapeutic tool

A few months ago I had no clue how to make a Discord server and now I can make a fully functional one including bots and roles in less than 2 days.

I do have limits on what I'm willing to write.

What all do I offer?

Help writing essays. Will not give the word for word simply so I don't get plagiarized and neither do you BUT, you'll find that if you can't meet the word limit for an essay, you'll be so far above it your teacher will be asking what's going on

Write stories

Make a Discord server

Help write articles

Help write blogs

Poems

Pretty much all writing

What are my limits on stories?

Anything involving nonconsensual acts-therapist said that would probably trigger PTSD

Heavily nsfw-this may change, I will need to talk to my partner about it

Drug use (outside of medications or something over the counter or something such as marijuana)-read first limit

What do I charge? Cost is negotiable by commission, especially on if it's something that causes a lot of research. I am open to discussing what is inside YOUR price range.

What do I accept pay through? Currently, Cashapp which I'll give through any messages we have after we decide on charge. I do ask for a partial upfront payment that way I'm not writing the entire thing without being paid.

My messages are open, as is an ask box to get what your wanting done easier!

-Reg

[razorfst]

Andrei wasn't the one who was used to providing comfort. That wasn't who he was, not even close. He was the one that made people upset, they feared him if they didn't respect him. There was one thing he was certain of and that was that his mean trusted and respected him. Not a single part of them questioned him and he valued that, they were family not just in the name of who they worked for but in a feeling as well. That never extended outwards, his trust having to be earned for that to be the case. Sure he could lie and put on a mask to the outside world who nothing of the criminal behavior he took part in, but in the end that was all it was. This? This was an unknown situation but he was trying his best to handle it the proper way he knew how. Part of that was making sure she didn't get lost in the flashbacks, that was something he at least understood from his own experiences. Though he had no one to ground him, he could at least provide that for her. His words, honest, bot entirely sure if they were the right ones but it was the least something that was true. They were dead, that entire building had been wiped out by him and his men. He only watches her repeat him, seeing as the words do at least something else to calm her aside from his touch. Seeing her come back down, come to the present, he had thought it might be time for him to leave. She might have sense the movement because the next words to leave her mouth was a request that caught him slightly off guard.

Remaining in his seat, his position readjusting to the slight movement he had just done. The fear with which she meets his gaze is hard to ignore, it keeps him in his spot and in that moment it also has him make his decision. She doesn't need to explain because in a way he already understood why that was something that frightened her, strangers touching her after what she had been through. And even though he was one himself, he had still gotten her free. "I'll stay. You don't....need to explain." He says it in as comforting of a manner as he could, not sure if it was effective but he was doing his best. Maybe it was because of the fact he had saved her that made her feel safe and he wasn't about to ruin that or have her retreat more into herself, so he stayed. Her look was enough. She didn't know but Andrei could understand to an extent, her frightened look almost reminding him of how he had been when he was a child. A family he thought loved him had betrayed that feeling and showed their true colors. It was what sent him on the path that eventually got him sitting beside her bed, though it hadn't been something he saw coming at all. None of it really had been, but he was used to adapting when he needed to and this was going to be one of those situations. And as much as he would like to finish what he had started, he knew he had to wait until things with her got better. A sigh leaves him as he nods, his hand still holding her's. Patience, something he would have to work with it seemed. "It's fine, I shouldn't have asked you so soon."

His brow furrowed as she tried to say something else, something that the Romanian couldn't quite understand. But then he remembered, patience with her. Then there it was, the word owe. It made Andrei sit up more as his expression grew slightly serious before his head shook slowly. "You don't owe me anything. I don't want you thinking you do." Andrei wanted that to get through to her because it was how he felt. There was nothing she needed to do to make up for what he did. Maybe it was because he hadn't been there originally to help her but in the end it didn't matter, she didn't need to do that. "I will stay because....for some reason my presence helps you, I'm not going to take that from you." Though he would need his hand back if he was going to work a bit from her room. "But I will nee to step out from time to time, for your family and my own work. That's all I ask. And if there is anything you remember, you tell me. I'll handle it from there." There's a small pause, a look towards the door and then back to her. "And I hope you don't think I am a cop, but also don't tell them much of anything else. What they know, from what I told them, is enough." There's a small squeeze to her hand, a reassuring one. "Everything has been handled, alright?"

@kookheiress

⸻   the   pressure   of   the   squeeze   pierces   through   gruesome   flashbacks   ,   her   own   grip   tightening   like   a   vice   as   though   his   hand   were   a   lifeline   .   doe   like   gaze   peers   up   into   stoic   emerald   ,   lower   lip   quivering   mildly   as   she   nods   in   response   to   his   reassurances   .   in   truth   the   entirety   of   the   little   wolf   trembles   ,   each   blink   just   enough   time   to   picture   the   faces   of   her   captors   behind   fluttering   eyelids   and   elicit   a   new   whimper   of   agonized   vulnerability   .   ❝   not   there   anymore   ,   ❞   emma   parrots   quietly   ,   timbre   soft   and   distant   as   panic   gives   way   to   dissociation   .   ❝   they're   dead   .   they're   dead   ,   they're   gone   .   ❞   sculpted   brows   furrow   with   concentration   as   she   repeats   the   words   like   a   mantra   ,   watching   in   her   mind   as   the   bodies   fall   and   her   wrists   are   freed   from   shackles   dipped   daily   in   wolfsbane   .   lashes   lift   ,   gaze   flitting   down   to   where   the   marks   have   already   healed   themselves   over   with   smooth   ,   unmarred   dermis   .   good   .   at   least   something   is   healing   .   it   appears   as   though   the   scrapes   and   bruises   the   poisons   had   allowed   her   to   sustain   have   all   faded   ;   she   hopes   that   was   before   anyone   got   a   decent   look   at   her   .   but   the   last   day   or   so   has   passed   in   such   a   blur   that   the   blonde   cannot   for   certain   pinpoint   nearly   any   specific   event   succeeding   the   moment   she'd   been   freed   from   the   basement   .

❝   . . .   could   you   stay   with   me   ?   ❞   emma   breathes   ,   a   surge   of   panic   tightening   her   chest   as   she   fluctuates   between   visceral   fear   and   abject   numbness   .   ❝   i   hate   it   here   ;   they   keep   coming   in   to   run   tests   and   take   blood   and   every   time   they   touch   me   i   just   feel   -   ❞   breath   quickens   ,   eyes   shut   tight   as   another   flashback   sends   her   free   hand   shooting   out   to   lay   atop   strong   forelimb   .   palm   flattens   against   battle   -   worn   dermis   as   she   grounds   herself   again   ,   swallowing   forcefully   and   directing   a   timid   gaze   back   up   to   his   visage   .   ❝   it   would   just   . . .   it   would   be   a   lot   less   terrifying   if   you'd   stay   .   ❞   on   her   very   best   day   ,   words   do   not   come   easily   to   the   youngest   martin   ;   not   when   it   comes   to   communicating   what   demons   plague   the   inner   workings   of   her   psyche   .   in   her   freshly   traumatized   state   she   finds   it   nearly   impossible   to   vocalize   all   that   she   feels   ,   all   that   she   fears   .   she   can   only   hope   that   each   unspoken   word   is   clear   enough   behind   petrified   ,   empty   irises   which   until   now   -   until   him   -   had   been   entirely   devoid   of   hope   for   the   majority   of   her   captivity   .   

emma   knows   that   he   needs   information   which   more   than   anything   ,   she   wants   to   provide   .   but   each   wave   of   panic   sets   her   back   the   moment   she   begins   to   think   about   the   events   of   the   last   two   years   ,   frustrating   the   little   wolf   to   no   end   .   ❝   i   want   -   . . .   i   want   to   help   ,   ❞   she   whispers   ,   offering   another   timid   squeeze   to   large   ,   rough   hand   as   she   attempts   to   steady   her   breathing   .   ❝   i   think   that   if   -   if   you   just   -   . . .   ❞   shoulders   slump   as   she   comes   to   realize   just   how   treacherous   it   will   be   to   journey   along   the   road   to   recovery   .   to   come   face   to   face   with   each   nightmare   lived   through   .   each   man   ,   each   icy   rinse   ,   each   no   and   stop   and   please   that   had   done   absolutely   nothing   in   the   face   of   her   living   ,   waking   hell   .   in   her   current   state   ,   it   seems   as   though   peace   is   a   concept   hidden   deep   inside   a   vault   to   which   there   is   no   combination   .   but   this   man   is   the   reason   she   can   once   again   see   the   sun   .   he   is   the   reason   that   while   she'll   be   haunted   by   memories   for   the   foreseeable   future   ,   she   will   never   again   be   haunted   by   those   men   .   ❝   i   can't   -   if   you   stay   with   me   for   a   little   while   ,   i   think   i   can -   . . .   i   owe   you   my   life   . . .   i   want   to   try   .   ❞

[lumenniveus]

IKEA meets retro space

MERGED or as ZIP currently investigating bugs. Download at your own risk!

More info and in-game previews below the cut

AstraNova is a 59 asset large set made of the leftovers of HisLoft and the IKEA inspired pieces I wanted to make after my mother's last shopping haul there. It's... basic, but I think that is what makes this set so fun. You'll get glow stars, a nightlight that matches light switches, Starbucks on some books and enough slots to clutter around like a lunatic. Ah. Nevermind that Tron inspired arcade machine I spend hours on because I wanted to use my own artwork. Speaking of, the artwork in this set was created with an offline AI that uses only my own art as base. I don't trust online bots all that much. If anyone wants the un-edited originals (either as cc or as files) let me know.

In this set you will find a lot of buy objects, but also 1 wall paint, 1 wooden floor and 1 roof tile aka this thing here

I added a window element into the basegame tile to make it match with said basegame roof tile. Honestly? All that's left for me to make now is some sort of roof-curtain or something like that. I'll work on it.

Here's a collective of ALL the BB assets you will find in this set. A total list of everything? Too long to put here, but you can absolutely furnish a full bedroom, living room, dining room and small office with all the stuff. The arcade is NOT functional btw. It's just decor but if anyone wants the mesh to make it functional you'd be my favorite person for a whole week. Anyway, the stuff has proper LODs when it needs them. I think only the telescope is over 1k polys here, the rest is all around 300-500 ish, so it shouldn't bother your old potato laptop.

You can easily find the items by looking up "AstraNova" in your game. Everything is tagged and flagged and also marked as "basic" style if you have the home decorator pack. Should anything bug out, report back and I'll fix it.

The stuff comes in maxis matching colors designed to work with as many packs as possible. Here are the palettes

And finally, the Eggy. Hail our dear leader, here is that twice forsaken silly chair Mr Pickens is so fond of. My sim seems to enjoy it too

[rosescries]

@veryangryhorse

"And how long exactly were you planning to keep this a secret?"

You wince as Sun catches the sleeve of your sweater, stopping you right in your tracks. You then let out a sigh, slumping a bit as you turn back to the unamused animatronic.

And unamused he looks, eyes narrowed with his other hand on his hip. A clear look of disappointment on his face.

You were hoping to be able to sneak into the bathroom without anyone seeing you. And while you got past the others fine, Sun apparently was coming to greet you.

Amazing luck you have there.

"Sun, it's fine," you try, even if you know it's a loosing battle.

"I don't think it is!" Sun counters, just like you thought he would.

You're not sure how the bot has such a sixth sense for when you're hurt, but he sure jumps on it as soon as he does. It's more than a little annoying, you'll admit. Since he'll fret about something as simple as a paper cut or scratch.

This is a little more than a paper cut, but still. You hardly see it as something to worry about.

"But it's not that bad," you groan, tugging weakly at your sweater's sleeve.

"It is, actually," Sun replies, tugging you down towards the Daycare proper.

"It's really not," you reply, gaining a disapproving look from the animatronic for it.

"Those cuts could get infected if not treated properly!" Sun replies, shaking his head. "And you're limping! Don't try to deny it, I saw it! To even think you were going to try and hide it- What even happened?"

"Something got me outside" you mumble, having the littlest hope he didn't hear you. "And I tripped getting away from it."

Sun stops for a moment to stare at you in disbelief.

"Starlight-"

"Don't-" You pointedly glare at him, pointing a finger. "Don't you dare say anything or laugh."

Sun sighs, then shakes his head.

"My word, Friend." Sun just picks you up instead of dragging you any further. "I swear."

"Shut up. Shut up. Not another word," you demand, cheeks flushing.

"You should really be more careful!" Sun continues, as if you hadn't said anything.

"Sun," you groan, tilting your head back.

"Really, Starlight. You're going to give us a heart attack one of these days," the animatronic sighs, clicking his tongue in disapproval. "Out of everyone we ever knew, you are far and away the one to make us worry the most."

"You don't even have a heart!" You reply, exasperated.

"Now that just hurts, Starlight," Sun tuts, setting you down on the security desk. He shakes his head. "You shouldn't say such hurtful things to someone!"

"You know what I meant," you pout, glaring at him.

"Still! You should be more careful what you say to others," Sun grins, tapping you on the nose. You just huff, the animatronic kneeling so he can remove your boot and lift your torn pants leg. "Goodness, it sure did a number on you."

"And it's just scratches," you groan, looking up at the Daycare's ceiling.

"I really beg to differ!" Sun replies, standing up straight again. "Don't move, Friend. I'll be right back!"

You sigh as Sun runs off, watching him start to dig in a closet for what you're guessing is a first aid kit. He doesn't take too long to grab it and run back over. Kneeling in front of you again to wipe away the blood that's leaked from the cuts.

Really, everything you've been through and a fucking tree root is what gets you. Damn thing.

You hiss at the sting of the alcohol pads, but don't pull away from the animatronic cleaning the wounds.

"You're doing great!" Sun encourages, you giving him an unimpressed look for it. "I don't think these will need stitches."

"Good," you sigh, slumping a bit to watch him wrap the cuts up.

"Really, Starlight, you need to stop trying to hide when you're hurt," Sun scolds, shaking his head. He stands up again to toss the alcohol pads away and put everything back where it came from. "You really make us worry when you do that!"

"You really worry too much about it," you sigh, looking over the animatronic. "You really don't need to."

"I disagree! And so does everyone else!" Sun replies, crossing his arms. "We just want to make sure you're okay, just like you do for us. Is that so wrong?"

"I.... guess not," you frown, tapping a finger against the desk and looking away from the animatronic. Sun doesn't stand for that though, leaning onto the desk with a hand on either side of you.

"You don't have to take care of everything by yourself, you know," he says, staring down at you. "We're here to help, we want to. You're not alone anymore."

"Okay, okay," you reply, attempting to push him away and looking down to hide your reddening cheeks. "I get it."

"Do you? Because we seem to have this conversation every time," Sun counters, tilting his head to the side.

"Sun," you whine.

"Pinky promise you won't try to hide next time?" Sun asks, holding a pinky out to you. You whine again, but link yours with his.

"Fine. I promise," you mumble.

"Good!" Sun finally leans back again, his sun rays spinning. "Glad we got that cleared up!"

"Bullying me," you grumble, still not looking at the cheery animatronic. "Jerk."

"Only into good habits!" Sun replies, unbothered. "And name calling isn't allowed in the Daycare, Starlight."

You just stick your tongue out, the animatronic hardly bothered at all.

[lifetimeshipper]

Love For A Millennia

Genre: Romance

Pairing: Wheeljack x Arcee

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Chapter 1

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"Alright, chores are done. Now can we do some dune bashing?" Miko questions with joy as she rides on Bulkhead's shoulder, they walk into the control room of the base.

"I don't know, Miko. Last time I spent a week picking sand out of my articulators," Bulkhead told her. "Uh, but there's a monster truck rally in town."

"Optimus, I'm receiving a signal on a restricted band. It appears to be coming from a Starship inside this solar system," Ratchet announced and everyone looked to the monitors. "It's an Autobot identification beacon."

"So there are other bots out there?" Jack asked with curiosity.

"The mass was scattered to the galaxies when Cybertron finally went dark... But 'Cons have been known to bait traps with false beacons," Arcee replied.

"Unknown vessel, this is Autobot outpost to Mega One. Identify yourself," Optimus said to the unknown being.

:: I've had warmer welcomes from the Decepticon combat brigades. :: A voice came over the comm unit. Arcee looked surprised before sadness crossed her features at the sound of the voice.

"Wheeljack!? You old con crusher! What are you doing all the way out here?" Bulkhead exclaimed with joy at the voice of his old pal.

:: Bulkhead? That's you? What's with all the security? ::

"The rock we're on is crawling with 'Cons. How soon can you get here and even the odds?"

:: Sometime tomorrow, if I put metal to the pedal. ::

"Another 'Bot's coming here. How cool is that?" Miko said with excitement.

"Wheeljack, I know him by reputation only. Can you verify his voiceprint?" Optimus questioned as he looked at Bulkhead.

"He is one-thousandth percent the real deal, Optimus," Bulkhead replied with confidence.

Optimus looks at him for a few seconds before looking back at the monitors. "We will send landing coordinates for you, Wheeljack. Safe journey."

"See you soon, buddy. I'll make sure you get a proper welcome," Bulkhead said before looking over to Arcee. He noticed her sad facial expression, "We'll make sure you get a proper welcome, there's one more bot here you know, Jackie."

:: Who? ::

"Hello, Wheeljack. It's been a while," Arcee finally spoke up.

There was silence for a moment before Wheeljack spoke.:: Arcee? You're there too? ::

"Yeah, I'm here too."

:: Well, I'll see you when I get there tomorrow. ::

"Yep."

Wheeljack cut off the communication and Arcee looked down at the floor. Bulkhead watched her, wishing there was some way he could help. He remembers what went on between Arcee and Wheeljack and how they separated. 

He could recall the times when Wheeljack was in agony after their separation, longing to be near Arcee once more, to hold her and kiss her. And now they're meeting up again after all these years, he figured they would be happy but it seems they may need time to take in the thought of seeing each other again.

"I'm going for a drive," Arcee said before she transformed and drove out of the base. Bulkhead just watched her drive out feeling sad and helpless.

"What was that all about? What's wrong with her?" Miko asked feeling confused at what just happened.

"Yeah, Arcee looked like she had just seen a ghost," Jack stated.

"It's Wheeljack," Bulkhead replied. "Wheeljack and Arcee had a thing before the war."

"Really?" Miko asked as her eyes started to glimmer at the thought.

"What kind of thing?" Jack asked.

"A love thing," Bulkhead replied.

"Duh," Miko said looking at Jack like he was stupid. Jack just glared at her.

Bumblebee started beeping, "What happened?"

"I'm not sure if I should tell, Arcee and Wheeljack should be the ones to tell it."

"But neither one of them is here. Come on, Bulk, spill!" Miko exclaimed as she got comfortable on his shoulder waiting to hear the story. The others took a seat ready to hear it, even Optimus and Ratchet sat down wanting to hear the story.

Bulkhead looked around at everyone before taking a seat himself. "Alright, I'll tell you. It was before the war, Cybertron was in the golden age, though was starting to fall apart already. The planet was filled with buildings like houses, workshops, departments, and places where you can get Energon." 

All the bots smiled at the memory of how Cybertron used to be. "The streets were always filled with bots out for drives or running errands, it was a nice time. Wheeljack and I were staying at a training base, we were training to become warriors. There were some minor wars throughout history but the High Council was always able to take control and stop them before anything too serious could happen. 

They set up training camps for those who wanted to learn to fight and be a warrior in case another war broke out. This was when the Wreckers were just coming in, Wheeljack, myself and a few others were the first recruits in. We trained hard every day, but we also had downtimes where we would have fun, the others would go off and find femmes to get with most of the time while Wheeljack and I just stayed at base and kicked back with some High-Grade Energon."

"High-Grade Energon?" Miko echoed in confusion.

"It's like liquor or alcohol in human terms," Bulkhead explained.

"Oh. Why didn't you and Wheeljack go out to find some femmes?"

"Well, Jackie wasn't really much of the type, he didn't see any femme worthy of his time. The femmes he dealt with were all spoiled and full of drama, and Wheeljack wasn't into that, so thinking that all femmes were like that, he didn't mess with them much. However, he did still look for the femme that had what he was looking for in a femme. But he had no luck..."

"Until he met Arcee. How did they meet?" Miko said interrupting Bulkhead. She was getting really anxious to hear about how the two met.

Bulkhead let out a chuckle at the anticipation of the young human, "I'm getting there, Miko. One day, while Wheeljack, the other Wreckers, and I were sitting around drinking Energon and talking, a blue mech walked in. He was well buffed and polished, really top class, turned out he was on the High Council and was Arcee's sire."

"Wait, Arcee's sire was on the High Council? I didn't even know that," Optimus states looking a bit confused. 

"Yes, her father was on the High Council. You should know him, his name was Halogen."

"Halogen, he had a hand in making me a Prime."

"Yep."

"I didn't know Arcee was his daughter."

"His only sparkling. Anyways, he came to our training base looking for Wheeljack..."

XXXXXXXXXX

"I'm looking for Wheeljack!" Halogen announced after walking into the base. He had blue armor with hints of red and light blue optics, he was bulky with a couple of scars showing the battles he's been in.

"That would be me," Wheeljack spoke as he stood.

"I would like to hire you to guard my daughter. Being in a high position I have a big target on me and I fear my daughter is in danger, my mate is no longer around to look after her while I'm away on business. I'm leaving tomorrow to attend a meeting and will be gone for a couple of days, I need someone to look after my daughter and keep her safe."

"With all due respect, sir, I'm no sparkling sitter."

"I'm not looking for a sparkling sitter I'm looking for a guard, trust me she's no sparkling."

"Am I getting paid?"

"Yes, I will pay you 600 credits for two days."

"Sounds like a reasonable amount. I'll do it."

"Good, be at my place first thing in the morning," the elder mech tells him before he gives him the location of his house.

"Alright, I'll be there."

The elder mech took his leave.

"Well, look who landed a nice job," Seaspray spoke out teasingly.

"Yeah, yeah," Wheeljack responded not feeling amused by the joke.

"How do you think this femme looks?" Seaspray asked.

"Could be pretty, could be ugly. She's his daughter so probably a spoiled brat who thinks she can get everything she wants and have it all her way and thinks the world revolves around her, just like all the other femmes I've encountered. I really don't care, to be honest, I just want the credits."

"Yep, I thought so," Bulkhead stated with a soft chuckle.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Next Chapter

[beef-brisket]

Somehow, Lucifer managed to get some sleep. Which was a good thing as well as a bad thing, he needed the energy, but it just made the meeting get here quicker.

So while Adam was eating up down stairs, Lucifer did the two what he did best: panicking and picking out clothes. Not that he was going to wear anything other than his favorite white suit but he felt like he should mix it up a bit, seeing as not only will this be the first meeting with Heaven in 252 years, but he'd also like to one up Lilith, and that bitch knew how to dress.

After an hour, Lucifer settled on his white suit with some changes. Instead of his stripped vest, he's wearing a deep red vest. Revolutionary, he knows. But he decided to add a few extra details, some gold chains connecting his pocket to a pocket watch, not that he needs the time but he's thinking of being sassy by pulling ot out from time to time. Not to mention some gold rings and a few gold pins, the gold matches Adams eyes, which he knows will calm him, and Heaven would be non the wiser. Lilith though? Fuck her- he hoped that she knew.

With a smirk and a straighting of his collar, he snapped his fingers and popped his cane out of no where. And with that, he made his way to Adam with a new feeling of confidence and the urge to cause some chaos.

Lucifer: Adam! Dove? What do you think?

Adam looked up from hiw bacon and eggs, and looked at Lucifer. Poor man nearly choked on his food, Lucifer looked good everyday but today he looked different. Adam couldn't take his eyes off him as Lucifer gave him a spin.

Adam: damn... you look great Luci! You really mean business today, huh?

Lucifer: damn right, Addie~ I mean business and I'm coming for blood! If they spill blood first- no need to worry, dove

Lucifer walked over to Adam, and cupped his cheek, he could see that he was worried.

Adam: what if something happens to you?

Lucifer: darling~. I'm flattered you're worried about me, but there's no way you could fight all of Heaven AND Lilith! Soon, but not yet- and besides, I'm the Devil, they wouldn't even think of messing with me- or you, in our realm~

Lucifer kissed Adam, who couldn't help but blush and chuckle.

Adam: L-Luci~. You're going to be late!

Lucifer: ha! They can wait, dove! Besides, I need to give you a proper goodbye~.

Adam: you should go, Luci, I'll be here when you get back- maybe I'll have a surprise waiting for you~.

Lucifer: we'll now, THAT has pecked my interest~. I better get going then, the sooner this meeting is finished, the sooner I can get back to my surprise~.

After another kiss, Lucifer teleported away, and arrived to the Heaven Embassy. For some reason Heaven demanded the building be built after a few of Adam's descendants showed up after their death.

Lucifer signed in, seeing Lilith was already here. Great. But Lucifer can be civil.

Lucifer strolled into the meeting room, head held high. He was going to make this an unforgettable morning.

He spotted Lilith in a marked seat, and next to her, thankfully with more than enough space between them, a seat was marked for him. He sat and straightened his jacket.

Lucifer: Lilith.

Lilith: Lucifer. I see you've had a wardrobe change, very... flattering

Lucifer heard her scoff, what a complete bitch.

Lucifer: thought I'd try something different, I've got eternity to play around, you know-

Lilith: so, you're little boy toy isn't enough for you, hm?

Lucifer: ... do not mention him again Lilith. In any shape or form. Or you will regret it.

Lilith: really, Lucifer? Threats? And it's so early~

Lucifer decided now was the best time to put the "queen" in her place, before their very unwelcomed guests arrive. He reached over, and grabbed the front of her dress, pulling her close. So close her skin started to burn, Lucifers breath becoming more Hellfire than air. His eyes glowed red, his horns scraping against Liliths.

Lucifer: watch your tone, Lilith. It my MY mercy I'm bot ending you're pathetic life after the trash you said to him- you will say NOTHING of him being in Hell- one word and I'll gut you here infront of evey angel in attendance.

Lilith stared at Lucifer, who couldn't help but plaster a wide and sickening smile on his face. He could smell her fear. Good. Because he was only being nice. He really hoped she would try something, anything to give him a reason to act on his threat right then and there. But Lilith, who has always been too smart for her own good, backed down.

Lilith: of course Lucifer- let's try and keep things peaceful? For the future of Hell?

Lucifer: couldn't agree more, dear!

He pushed her away, and back on her seat. Just in time for six angelic portals to open. Four looked like soliders, strange. But Lucifer wasn't surprised, whatever they were doing to Adam wasn't the start of their plan, whatever plan that is.

The other two portals reveal Sera, Lucifer expected her but what he didn't expect was Michael. Great, whilst asshole. It was hard enough to deal with Sera on a good day. He hasn't seen his brother since his fall. This is going to be an interesting morning, his favorite past time when he was an angel was to annoy his brother. He couldn't stop smiling at the fact he'd get to do that again.

Lucifer: Sera! Michael! Have a seat, you've picked a great time of the year to visit my little slice of Hell!

Sera: we're not here for pleasure Lucifer-

Michael: "pleasure", pull yourself together Sera, there is nothing pleasurable about coming here-

Lucifer: still a downer Michael? I'm just having some fun~, to lighten the mood! I mean, you brought security! I'm offended! You really think I'd let my precious big brother get hurt~?

Michael: don't flatter yourself, their more witnesses of today's meeting than anything. Now, enough talk, we're here for business, and we'd like to see this through as quick and easy as possible

Lucifer: you're no fun! But fine, have it your way~

The two angels took their seats, Sera began putting papers on the table in front of her.

Sera: now, let's begin. We believe the rulers of Hell have been meddling in Heaven affairs, and we demand a resolve-

Lilith: how about you start with how we've been "meddling" in whatever affairs Heaven has? Because I'm sure you two are aware, Lucifer and I do run different sections of Hell. Separately.

Sera: yes, we are aware. But because of the severity of our accusation, we demand to question both of you.

Lucifer: and as much as I really couldn't care any less about whatever affairs Heaven may have, I must ask, what affairs have we been accused of meddling in?

Sera: seeing as you two more than likely already know a portion of what we were doing, I shall tell you the bare minimum.

Michael: enough. We don't need to tell them anything. We demand to know Adams location- and have him brought here for us to take him back to Heaven- where he belongs.

Lilith: Adam you say? I was sure he was still alive~, being a good little breeding pig-

Lucifer: quiet. We know nothing of Adam, and trust me, if he was here, we would know-

Michael: "trust you"? Don't make me laugh, Lucifer

Lucifer: wouldn't dream of it, pigeon~

Michael: do not call me that!

Lucifer: oh please, calm down! Besides, I couldn't make you laugh, even if I wanted to, I swear that face would crack if it made any other expression that wasn't a frown~

Sera: SILENCE. Lucifer- Lilith. I . Demand. Adam. Now. We are not leaving without him.

Lucifer glared at Sera. Lilith remained stoic, her expression neutral. He was done playing, he had his fun. Sera still believes Adam is here? Fine. Why argue? Not that he's agreeing to anything, he'd rather kiss Lilith than give in ti Heavens demands. But it's time he puts his foot down as the King of Hell. Show them his real power, he couldn't wait to feel their fear.

Hiya! I have another au for you! I'm loving our vampire rp, it's so good! I'm really enjoying it!

This one is a little different, with a darker Lucifer, which I'm really starting to love.

The idea is that after Adam and Eve were cast out, Lucifer and Lilith became extremely powerful, Lucifer could rival in power to the strongest archangels and maybe even god himself.

The idea in this is that after falling, Lucifer and Lilith blamed each other for the fall and separated. Lilith was queen of the lower rings, while Lucifer ruled the upper rings. He's more powerful than her because of his angel status, but he let's her do her own thing, as long as she's not causing trouble.

Lucifer eventually taps into the raw power of Hell, which slowly starts tainting his mind, he's still him but he can lose control sometimes. Heaven eventually starts to learn how powerful Hell is and what can happen to Lucifer and Liltih- power wise. So they start making an army, creating angels specifically for war.

Lucifer has a few angels in Heaven that speak to him in secret, angels that don't agree with Heavans rules and secretly. They keep him up to date on what Heavens up to, so he starts forging a plan after learning of the angelic army.

Once Adam and Eve die, and they arrive in Heaven. Eve starts to live her afterlife in peace, waiting for her children.

Lucifer learned of a new weapon Heaven was making, something that could control a part of Heavens power. Once he learns that new weapon will be Adam, Lucifer decides to take Adam for himself.

Luicfer manages to get himself back into heaven, without them knowing, he's shocked to see that he was completely remade, hopefully his memories were in tacked.

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Lucifer materialized in a cage-like room, he had no idea something this dark and unkempt could belong in Heaven. It made him almost uneasy.

Lucifer: why would they keep their precious first man here?

The darkness was almost suffocating, like it was affecting the air itself. The angelic steel bars still managed to shine bright, using that light, Lucifer squinted inside the cage, his eyes widened as he saw the vague outline of a body, kneeling on the floor, a chain connecting to the back wall to a silver collar around their neck.

Lucifer: Adam? Buddy, is that you? Long time no see-!

The body moved, head tilting up, and looking ahead. The scrapping of heavy chains against the stone floor made Lucifer wince a tad. Why are they using such thick chains on him? He's a human, nothing special.

Lucifer: I know we left off on a bad note! But I'd like to make it up to you~ let me help you with whatever the HELL Heaven is doing to you, huh?

Lucifer stuck his arm through the bars, smiling as the metal started to bed and melt away. His smile stopped as a giant hand reached out, and grabbed his hand. The amount of strength was impressive, Lucifer was so confused- he followed the outline of the person as they stood.

Lucifer: you're a big fuck aren't you-?

Adam: w-will you help me? I-it hurts-

Lucifer: I can see that buddy, I'll help you! But you have to do something for me~

Lucifer pulled his hand away, and straightened his outfit. It's taking a lot of his power to stay in Heaven, hidden.

Adam: y-yes sir, what do you need?

Lucifer: stop with the formalities Adam! We've been friends- well, acquaintances for years now!

Adam: I-I'm sorry sir- I don't know you, Heavens never introduced u-us-. P-please forgive me f-for not knowing you

Adam starts to collapse, but manages to catch himself against the wall. Never heard of him? Lucifer is definitely confused now. Fucking Heaven, they really think there's a good enough reason to mess with a humans memories? Why Adam? Why did the angels pick him? It doesn't matter at the moment, Lucifer needs to make his deal, let Adam fall to Hell, and set his plan into motion.

Lucifer: i- uh... never mind that right now buddy, I'll explain everything later. If you make a deal with me, I can help you!

Adam: w-what do you need from me-?

Lucifer: oh, nothing much~ just your soul~ aand your loyalty, company, body amd whatever power you have~! All for your freedom. You will cone with me, stay with me, at my home~ you'll be free Adam, free to speak your mind, do whatever you want, within reason of course- and most importantly, think for yourself.

Lucifer smiled as Adam made his way over to the edge of the cage, he was unsteady but doing a good job at staying up right. Although that chain wasn't helping. Lucifer couldn't help but gasp, as Adam's face came into what little light the bars had. His eyes were gold. Brighter than any other angels, shone like Hell fire.

Lucifer whispered: you're perfect...

Adam: I'll take your deal- please, get m-me out o-of here- please

Lucifer: of course, Adam! All you have to do, is shake my hand~

Adam watched as a clawed, black ashen hand slipped through the bars. He felt uneasy about this man- angel? He looks familiar but then he was sure he'd remember someone that looked like that.

He reaches out weakly, grabbing Lucifers hand. He jumps and is amazed by the golden light the swirls around them, he can feel it running through his veins like blood. He couldn't help but follow the golden light. His angelic chain drops off his neck, only to be replaced by a golden one. Lucifer couldn't help but think how beautiful Adam looked, covered in gold. It was really his colour.

Lucifer looked on with awe as he saw Adam fully. His golden wings rested weakly against the floor, his eyes wide with that curiosity that Lucifer loved so much. He couldn't help but glare as he saw the cuts and bruises that littered his body and how thin he looked. He was definitely taller, but surely Heaven would feed the man.

Lucifer: great! Now, the fun part~

Adam stood back as Lucifer began to melt the steel cage.

Lucifer: there~. Now, we must be quick, we do t want any extra company, do we~?

Adam: n-no sir-

As Adam began to limp out of the cage, he stopped as Lucifer put his hand on his chest, forceful enough to push him back slightly.

Lucifer: now, none of that 'sir' thing Addie~. Even though I am now your king, I was your friend first. Do you know my name?

Adam tried to think of a name, his head started to pound, like he was reaching into some void.

Adam: n-no- I- Agh! It hurts to t-think- to remember

Lucifer glared at the flood, fucking Heaven. He smiled up at Adam, it wasn't his fault.

Lucifer: my name is Lucifer, the king of Hell~! But that last bit isn't important right now, let's go Adam.

Adam grabbed Lucifer's hand, and they walked to the middle of the room, he felt so safe with Lucifer. His hand felt perfect in his, like they were made to be together. Adam couldn't stop looking at him, he was beautiful. He's never seen eyes so red, or skin so smooth. He couldn't help but be fascinated by his clothes-

Lucifer: hold on tight Addie~ I won't drop you, but I need you to hold on

The floor underneath the. Burned to life, a burning circle with strange lettering appeared. Just as Adam was taking it in, he felt a gust of wind made him cover his eyes. When he opened, he was amazed to see Lucifers white and red wings, three sets of them! He's only seen a few angels with multiple sets of wings, but none were as beautiful as Lucifers. Adam couldn't help but reach out and graze a feather with his finger.

Lucifer: you'll get a good touch when we get home Addie~ now, say goodbye to the angels~

Fire from the circle surrounded them, the heat was almost unbearable.

The next thing Adam knew; they were falling.

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The whole idea is a battle between Heaven and Hell. Lucifer is super possessive of Adam, originally using him as a weapon to help him bring down and take control of Heaven. But Lucifer can't help but start having feelings from Eden resurface, it's either a blessing or a curse that Adam doesn't remember anything. Maybe he can make the first man fall for him again, and they can rule over Hell and Heaven together.

Hopefully this is interesting in someway 💀

Okay- bye!

Oh this is SUPER INTERESTING!!! How do you come up with this stuff it's amazing. Also, I love possessive Lucifer lol

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Adam saw a world bathed mainly in different hues of red, even the sky was red with a giant star.

What was this place?

Lucifer was torn between watching where he was flying and looking at Adams face that was filled with curiosity trying to figure out where the Hell he was.

Literally Hell.

Lucifer dipped down and made a way towards Morningstar Manor and he touched down lightly at the front of the house as he held Adam close.

Lucifer: Let's get you settled in okay? You know, before the physical changes catch up with you and wipe you out.

Adam didn't know what he was talking about but he didn't really care. He was finally out of that cage to never be chained up like an animal ever again.

Lucifer took him inside, first to the kitchen so the poor man could get something to fucking eat. It looked like he hadn't eaten since he died.

He got his chef to cook a lavish meal for Adam to make sure the first man was full.

Adam: Thank you...

Lucifer ran his fingers through Adams hair, loving how soft the brown strands were.

Lucifer: You'll need your strength.~

[bluedudewithatude]

bluedudewithatude - Ten Years Later. [ooc]

Boy. Time sure flies, huh?

Yep. That's the very first post on this blog, exactly ten years ago.

Wow.

If you would have told me when I made this blog that I'd be posting on it ten years later, I wouldn't have believed you. But. Here we are. On a blog I made on a whim, celebrating how it's now ten years old. Just... wow.

... Okay. I'll come clean. Maybe I don't have the right to make this post with how I've been absent in the last few years, but Sonic Generations is why I made this blog, and the timestamp there says this blog is ten years old, so. I'm counting it.

Besides. I wanted to come on here, and... update you all. Talk to you. Let you know how I'm doing, and let you know something important.

... It's about time BlueDude came to an official end.

I know, I know. Why not just leave the blog in silence? Why not just... let it stay inactive? Why make this post at all, if all I'm doing is saying goodbye? Well, that's the thing. This blog means enough to me to give it an end.

This blog's seen a lot in my life. I've moved a lot, made lifelong friends, parted ways with friends I've thought I'd have in my life forever, gotten engaged to the love of my life, realized who I am (Trans rights!) and achieved my biggest dream as a Sonic fan and went to the Sonic 25th Anniversary Party. It's even helped me reconnect with some old family, believe it or not! And all of you were here for that.

That's why.

This blog was just a hobby, something I started on a whim, but it became not just a part of my life, but part of me. Running this blog meant so much to me. I had fun with it, but it also became an obligation. Even as I've not been around these last few years, every so often I'd think "I haven't been on BlueDude. I should hop on, make a post, reply to some asks and dust it off," but never gotten around to it due to other obligations. I also know thinking that as often, and frequently, as I have, isn't healthy. What is healthy, though, is moving on, as hard as it is to do.

Leaving BlueDude quietly wouldn't feel right, after everything the blog's been through. What's happened with it and what it's meant to me and all of you. I've kept this a secret for a long time, but BlueDude reached over 1,000 followers like... within the first two years. Which is... amazing! Incredibly impressive! And now it's... sitting at 4,000+? Like. Wow. So, how many of you are bots?

When I made this blog back when I was 17, I was scared that I'd never play Sonic as well as he deserved. Sonic was, and still is, my hero. I didn't think I could play him well at the time, nor did I ever think that I would... apparently do it so well, that all of you welcomed him and treated him like the real deal. I've always been honored, flattered, and humbled by it. I hope the advice Sonic's given you all these years has helped you and made you smile when you needed it.

I went from being unsure I could write my favorite blue hedgehog to enter Sonic fandom spaces and RP spaces to say "I run BlueDudeWithATude" to be recognized, and that... honestly just. Wow. I would have never expected that.

To all of you who have stuck by me despite my inactivity, and other things, thank you so much.

Now... I say this is the end, but it's not entirely. I'm not vanishing off of the internet or anything. In fact, I've got great news to share! Yours truly now works as a gaming journalist! I honestly can't believe I get to say that! I won't say what site I work for -- not really in the mood to doxx myself today, thank you -- but I might share it with those I trust privately. Either way, BlueDude might go without posts, but someday you might read an article about the latest Sonic game, see the name "Zack" attached, and smile fondly remembering me and what I've written on here. That would make me very happy. <3

And, truthfully, this is just a more formal goodbye in case I leave this blog to be silent again. I really wanted to give BlueDude a proper send-off, proper credits roll and results screen, so I had to reset passwords and get into some old emails just to make this post. So I may stick around to answer a few lingering asks and try and make some kind of dent in his ask box after it's piled up for years. We'll see.

Either way, I wanted to let you know what's happening, what I'm doing, and where I'm going next. Even if this blog doesn't get posts anymore, it'll still be part of my life, and I hope you'll remember my blog fondly.

I never expected this when I made this blog without any planning, and while thinking I'd never do Sonic justice. Just the fact that I could make fellow Sonic fans smile, laugh, and help them out in only the ways Sonic could, makes me feel very fulfilled.

From one Sonic fan to another, and from the Sonic you all welcomed and loved of the last ten years...

Thank you. Thank you so much for absolutely everything. <3

Catch ya later!

- Zackari, AKA, BlueDudeWithATude

[starlithan]

I Promise

Part 3

Siren Jisung/ Reader(ft. Choi San ATEEZ)

Word Count:3540 words

Warnings: None

Summary: Han realizes that the amusement park is the last place he want to be, time is running out and he cant figure out what to do, meanwhile a certain someone comes to live with the both of you, and you bot get into a whole lot of trouble.

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Part 3

Y/n’s POV:

“I changed my mind .. THIS is my favorite food from now on” Han  said as he munched on the last slice of cheesecake, I giggled “see I told you there are more tastier things then scrambled eggs” I said, chocolate from the cheesecakes was on the side of his lips, I took a tissue and wiped it off “you eat like a kid” I smiled and looked at him.

Too close, Y/n you're too close 

I get back and clear my throat “come on there are more things you need to see since you're here”, I said as I looked around.

Han ’s Pov:

She's so cute. I smiled and went back to finishing up my cheesecake.

“Ahhh right the amusement park every human has to go there, it's a must do” she said getting all excited “what's an amusement park?” I asked as I wiped my face with the so-called tissue “here let's go” she said as she held my hand and pulled me along, we both ran to wherever she was taking me.

“Y/n slow down, or did you forget I just learned how to walk” I said huffing as we stopped, “and you know how hard it was to learn-.. Wow”  I said as I looked at the big big…..things, this place was gigantic.

“I know right it's gigantic, come on we're gonna go to the haunted house first” she said as I nodded still in awe, “wait what's the haunted house?” I asked, does she wanna be possessed by ghosts or something, but luckily she read my mind “it's not real ghosts just people acting like ghosts so come on” she said as once again she drags me, well if there not real then that's okay, and personally how scary can they be, I mean sharks are more scarier than mere people

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I take my words back, People are scarier than sharks, “are you okay?” Y/n laughs as she pats my back , this is utterly embarrassing. I close my eyes and shake my head, “ice cream I'll go get some ice cream, you sit here” she said as she went to bring us some ice cream.

I close my eyes, why is my head hurting this much, the moment I open my eyes, I see tons of hearts glowing a fierce color of blue, everything else was black and white, I close my eyes again and slowly massage my temple “stop, stop” I whisper

Remember you only have 20 days till you turn back to a siren 

I hear a voice whisper in my head, my eyes shoot open and everything's fine, everything's back in color, I only have 20 days, I got to get started today.

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Y/n’s POV:

“One chocolate and one peach in a cone please” I said as the guy nodded, ‘what's the time?” I whispered as I took my phone out 

25 missed class from Minho Oppa 

Domed I’m domed, I sigh, was something wrong 

“Here you go one chocolate and one peach” the guy gave me my ice cream, and I thanked him and started to make my way to Han 

To be honest I'm happy Han ’s here, I'm having lots of fun, I smiled thinking about how he was scared as hell in the haunted house, I even didn't have a single episode of the migraine too 

“Here's your ice cream” I said as I handed him the peach one, he glanced at both “I want the chocolate one” he said

“Nope you're gonna try the peach one this time, trust me you're gonna love it” i said, he gave me a questioning look but took it in the end, I sat next to him “so how's your day in the human world going?’ I asked as I looked at the people passing by “well let me summarize that for you, on my first day I was attacked by a cat and a human both on the same day, on the second day I got to know that humans are more scarier than sharks, and that I'm afraid of heights” he said pouting and taking a huge bite of the ice cream.

I laughed with tears coming out of my eyes “first of all Darong thought you were fish and came on you did smell like it too and second San apologized and did give you his clothes that you are wearing at this very moment” I said, laughing “what's so funny?” he asked which made me laugh even more “your.. Haha...your face…” I laughed, he looked confused “is there something on my face” he asked, I shacked my head as a no.

“No your face expressions is soo cute” I said as  my laugh started to come to an end, his face started to go red, to which I stopped, I think he's getting more sick, I placed my hand on his forehead, his fever is getting higher and higher, he held my hand, and for a minute we just stared at each other, he does have beautiful eyes it like you can see the whole sea in them.

“Stupid” he said as he scoffed “come  on I'm hungry lets go home” he said as he got up and started to drag me with him, we just walked silently with the setting sun watching over us.

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Han ’s POV:

We got home and I sat on the table directly. I needed a minute to collect my thoughts. I had little time but why do i feel like it's going the opposite way “do you wanna eat now?” Y/n asked standing on the opposite side of the table, I nodded to which she went to the fridge and started to take out some food.

“Here you go” she said after a few minutes, she placed a bowl of rice and some side dishes, I can't lie she's a pretty good cook. She sat in front of me, hands on the table, eyes on me “you're not gonna eat?” I asked, she shocked her head as no “I'm not hungry” I nodded and started to dig into my food, “hey Han I was wondering what's the.. You know what's the difference between a siren and a mermaid in general” she asked.

“Didn't I tell you the first time” I looked up, “well you weren't very specific I mean in detail” she said, “well some sirens are born from the sea, and some are born from violent, watery depths, Drowning, being murdered at sea, their bodies being thrown into the water shortly after their deaths, stuff like that. Thy are the ones that sing to sailors, or anyone and drag them to their deaths, when they get to close, They are born anytime, but that's just a myth in between sirens about that there born from violent deaths no one has seen a siren born like that” i said as i was reminded of the monster i was, the real me 

“On the other hand Mermaids are purely creatures of water, they look more like a fish then us, there dum most of them and aggressive too, even though if both of us die we turn into sea form, as if we never existed, mermaids eat human hearts thinking that that's what's gonna turn them into humans” i said getting back to my food, blocking out all the horrible thoughts.

“Was it hard?” my eyes shot up to her to see her heart was glowing a deep shade of blue 

She's sad 

I nodded, she bit her lip and nodded “if you-... if you wanna talk about it I'm always here” she said as she looked back up at me and smiled 

Beat… why is my heart beating so fast?

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Y/n POV:

“You should probably sleep” I said as I picked up Darong “and you and me need some sleep and Darong and Y/n time” I said and winked, to be honest Darong was super mad at me, “I mean your the one who used to ignore me” i pouted as she turned her head the other way”.

I got changed and picked up my phone, shit i forgot to call Minho, this is the best time I guess, I dialed his number

Beep beep~

“Hey Y/n” I heard Minho 

“Hey I'm sorry my phone was on silent” I said 

“It's fine just come to the living room you have so much to explain” he said and hung up

What does he mean by come to the- shit i close my eyes and run out of my room to see Minho giving death glares to Han , and Han  was doing the same, “Minho I-..” I started but he motioned me to stop “who are you?” he asked  looking Han  dead in the eye, Han  gave me a panicked look, I mouthed my friend “your my friend” I whispered, he nodded “I'm her cousin” , I facepalm myself, shit now we're in big trouble how am i gonna explain this one.

“Well I'm her brother” Minho smiled, to which I'm sure Han  understood that he messed up “so now Y/n explain pls”, I motioned Han  to sit down, as he did and then we began to explain the siren stuff.

“So you're trying to say You.. Han  right? Is a siren the ones that sing people to their deaths?” Minho asked and the both of us nodded “and how am I supposed to believe that?” he asked, I give a panicked look to Han , as he gets up and heads to the kitchen he picks up a glass and fills it with water and then heads back to us, he breaths and then puts his hand above the glass, for a moment we all sit there but nothing happens “what's going on, nothings happening, okay enough with the stories both of you tell me the truth” Minho says, but then water suddenly starts to levitate around his hand, me and Minho were in total awe “see I told you” I said as his eyes were stuck on the water now out of the glass and levitating above Han ’s hand, i look up at Han  and smile, he returns that smile with a wink.

“Fine I believe you”

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authors Pov:

After that everything was settled, you all went to sleep, but to be honest even though Minho now believed in Han  but it still looked like he was not giving him proper approval, but for the time being you were glad he was here.

Han ’s POV:

I'm glad I was half siren, for those powers to work, or damn I messed up, I lay on the couch my eyes on the roof, “you know if you do anything fishy to my sister I swear I'm gonna kill you and bury you so deep that even your own kind wont find you” her brother said as he lay his mattress on the floor, and went to sleep, back towards me, I sigh I mean I get it he’s her brother, it's good he's protective, who wont be she is something to protect, my thoughts start to kill me , I get up and head outside, slowly opening the door, but as I was opening the door I heard a small meow.

I glanced down to see the little monster rubbing against my feet “you want to go outside too?” I asked, more like I whispered, Darong gave a little meow, as I picked her up and we head outside, the cold night air, the cold lonely sea, to be honest I forgot the sea or being a siren when I spent time with her, I sit down on the sand and place darong in my lap, looking at the sea reminded me of my task, my heart sank to my feet “ugh I can't do it, am I falling for her?” I put my hands on my face, thinking of all the times she made my heart beat, “is this what love feels like, cuz I dont like it” I said as I stared at the sea, I took my necklace out of my shirt and inspected it, the vile was now half empty, “great I have little time left and I have zero progress, but what I'm feeling towards her is it love or something else?” I questioned myself, Darong meowed “and you, you little monster” I said as I picked her up and brought her to my eye level, she meowed and then licked my nose, I smiled “your not that bad” I said as I placed her back in my lap.

“We should probably go in , it's getting a little chilly out here” I said as me and Darong headed back in. but what do you know sleep wasn't quite welcoming me today I sat on the sofa, “what's something fun I could do here?” I whispered, I saw the thing that turns on the TV the… “what did Y/n say this was?.... Ahh right a remote and this button turns it on” I remembered it was actually the most complicated thing I got to learn, I turned it on and the volume was quite high, I gritted my teeth together and glanced at Minho Hyung, but he looked like he was having a deep sleep, I quickly turned down the volume, “sorry” I whispered, I started to surf through the channels until this one caught my eye.

“Are you a person who’s in love but can't seem to figure out whether it's love or friendship? Well today we will tell you some things that will help you figure out the difference, and point out how exactly you feel about that person”

Wow great these things always pop up on the worst time, I really didn't want to know this, but then again it won't hurt I guess, I looked down at Darong and she really looked interested in the show, wouldn't take her eyes of the screen “who do you have in your life to figure out your feelings” I laughed, but Darong straight  off ignored me.

“When someone likes you they usually give off small hints, but how to differentiate is that when you love someone 

1.You act like yourself in front of them

2.You can never get mad at them

3.Your always thinking about them 

4.You can talk to them endlessly without getting bored

5.You feel there pain, happy when there happy and sad when there sad

These are the main points, but you can also give “kiss” a try *wink*”

 “I think that's enough TV for me” I said as i turned it off, my face was heating up, this is stupid I won't do that, I sighed and lay down on the couch 

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Y/n’s POV:

“Good morning!” I said as I went directly to the kitchen, hands occupied with tying up my hair, but as I looked up, I saw Minho with an apron, he looked at me and smiled, “sit down, and chill I've made us waffles your favorite” he said as he motioned me to sit on the seat, the aroma of sweat waffles filled the air around me and to be honest it reminded me of my childhood. “Where's Han ?” I asked, “here!” I heard Han  behind me, I turned around to look at Han , he was damped and not to mention semi naked, he wore only jeans, I'm kind of embarrassed to say I couldn't take my eyes off of his abs ‘how the heck do sirens have perfect abs, and why didn't I see this earlier?’, I heard hurried footsteps behind me, and then I felt someone covering my eyes, “HEY PUT ON SOME CLOTHES THIS ISN'T A STRIP HOUSE” Minho yelled as I laughed.

Finally we all settled down and had a peaceful breakfast, after finishing up we all cleaned up and thanked Minho for the lovely food, “oh yeah I'm gonna go do some work k, I'll be back by 9 okay” Minho said as he got to the door he stopped and looked back at Han  and gave him a long glare and then went outside, I laughed “wow that was intense” i said, as i was about to go to my room, Han pulled me by my arm and pinned me to the wall, we just stayed like that for a minute, my heart started to beat at an abnormal speed, “I-” I wanted to speak, to say something but my mind was blurry, my thoughts were blurry, I blinked twice, but Han  didn't say anything “can-can we go outside today” he said, and I blinked again trying to process what he meant. 

“Yeah yeah sure, umm give me five minutes” I said and the motioned for him to let me go, he quickly realized and pushed himself back, “yeah sorry” he said, hand on the back of his neck, I quickly went into my room and closed the door, “what was that, get a hold of your senses Lee Y/n!!” 

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Minho POV:

“Detective Minho your really on good terms huh buddy, I mean posted to Jeju, beautiful place and less crime, good for you buddy” I smiled as I heard Chan Hyung blabber on about how hard it is being a city detective, “oh come on Hyung it's not that hard, and plus I still have to deal with small crime, pickpocketing, car accidents and all”, I sighed looking at the now placed file on my desk, “don't be so unthankful those petty crimes are a piece of cake for us… by the way how is Y/n holding up, is here headache fine?” he asked as I hummed.

I stopped, as i thought about the fact that Y/n hasn't had a migraine since I got here “she's more carefree and happier these days” I said, thinking about all the times she's laughed, and how much happy she looks teaching Han  how to use the TV, smiling at the memory of that thought, “wow great that’s good I-.... In a minute… hey buddy I got to go okay got a new cold case” he said sighing frustrated, “okay” I laughed, “but hey tell Jeongin to not destroy my office and tell Changbin to stop arm wrestling with every newcomer” I said as Chan laughed “you know about that” 

“I have eyes and ears everywhere” I laughed and then we said our goodbyes.

In the middle of work I thought about the possibility of other mythical creatures existing if a Siren exists, I opened up the file, but when I read it I wanted to yeet everything.

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Han ’s POV:

We got home from our little stroll and let me say I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO MAKE HER HEART RACE, she went straight to her room, and came back minutes later, with a camera, I suppose that's what you call it, “here I want you to have it” she said, as I took the camera and stared at it for a minute “what for?” I asked, “well I want you to make some memories for yourself, since your here now” she said, I smiled looking at the camera, “thanks” I said as she looked at me with wide eyes “I-I’m gonna go make us something to eat” she said as she hurried to the kitchen. 

I nodded as I went to my sofa and sat down, Darong meowed from the other room and as she saw me sitting she came running and I smiled, “hey little buddy” I smiled as I picked her up and run my hands through her hair she started  to slowly close her eyes and doze off, the smell of food was nice, less days I have less days left I thought as I looked at the ceiling.

“Ouch” I heard Y/n yelp in pain and then hiss, I don't know why but my body quickly reacted and I got up and ran to her, “what's wrong are you okay?” I asked as he help her finger in her hands, “yeah I'm fine I just cut my finger” she said as I took her finger in my hand and examined it, it wasn't a deep cut thank God but it was deep enough to bleed like hell “why didn't you pay more attention hun? What if this was deep what would we do?, does it hurt a lot?” I asked as I slowly picked her up and placed her on the kitchen counter, “where's the first aid?” I asked as she looked at me and then at the cupboard, “I- its t-there” she said and I quickly went to get it, I slowly started to clean up the wound, “you should be more careful, scared the hell out of me” I said as I took a bandage and wrapped it safely around the wound, her hand was now in mines and we both stared at each other, i really dont wanna kill her, I slowly start to close the gap , and placed my lips on her, I felt her stop and then she kissed me back.

I can't kill her

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[nightmaresart]

"You have me, until every last star in galaxy dies, you have me"

Damn, I like me better when I'm with you

I like me better when I'm with you

I knew from the first time, I'd stay for a long time 'cause

I like me better when

I like me better when I'm with you

I like me better - Lauv

Name: Brooklyn Isabel Atkinson

Nicknames: Brooke, Brooky, Lynn-Lynn, Atkinson, Cursebreaker

Birthday: 25-01-1973

Blood status: Half-Blood

Nationality: Half Irish, Half Dutch

House: Hufflepuff

Magical abilities: Animagus, Legilimency

Animagus: An Animagus (pl. Animagi) was a witch or wizard who could transform themselves into an animal and back again at will.

Legilimency: Legilimency is the act of magically navigating through the many layers of a person's mind and correctly interpreting one's findings. A person who practises this art is known as a Legilimens.

Patronus: An Unicorn

Wand: Vine, Thesteral Hair-core, 10 ½ inches

Vine: The druids considered anything with a woody stem as a tree, and vine makes wands of such a special nature that I have been happy to continue their ancient tradition. Vine wands are among the less common types, and I have been intrigued to notice that their owners are nearly always those witches or wizards who seek a greater purpose, who have a vision beyond the ordinary and who frequently astound those who think they know them best. Vine wands seem strongly attracted by personalities with hidden depths, and I have found them more sensitive than any other when it comes to instantly detecting a prospective match. Reliable sources claim that these wands can emit magical effects upon the mere entrance into their room of a suitable owner, and I have twice observed the phenomenon in my own shop.

Thesteral hair: Thestral wands generally produce strong magic but only when the wielder understands themselves. If the wielder does not know themselves or loses themselves than their spells will suffer. When the wielder knows themselves than this wand can create very strong spells. The thestral wands work very well for Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Transfiguration. The Thestral wands are very tempermental and rare to find with Wizards and Witches of today. The most common thestral hair wands are found with Ravenclaws and very rarely with Hufflepuffs.

Personality: A go lucky and happy girl who doesn't seem to be easily beaten down. She is caring and gentle and has great patience when it comes to her friends and their struggles. She can be a bit stubborn and doesn't always take no as an answer. Overall she is just a calm and gentle girl who wants the best for everyone

Myers Briggs Type: ESFJ

Sexuality/Gender identity: Pansexual, Cis-Female

History:

Born as the youngest child of the Atkinson family, Brooke has had a pretty good childhood, her parents were happy and her older brother Sebastian was like a role model to the young girl

At the age of five Sebastian was already attending Hogwarts and allowed the young girl to fly on his broom with him on the back, they crashed from a small height and this gave Brooke her first scar on her nose

At the age of eight her brother disappeared and her mother was devastated, bot being able to look at the poor girl anymore

Around this time her father fell ill as well and couldn't do too much anymore. To Brooke it felt like every single thing around her was falling apart

At the age of ten her mother left to go to America and thus the girl was left alone with her father, who tried his best to give Brooke a proper and normal childhood for as far as it was still possible

At age eleven she recieved her Hogwarts letter and from that moment on she was determined to find her brother and thus make her mother come back to Ireland as well

At the age of thirteen her father passed away during the summer and Brooke couldn't contain her sadness anymore, she broke down completely and took months to fully recover from her latest loss

It was also around this time that Brooke began living with her Aunt Lauren, hoping it would give the girl atleast a stable home

At the age of fifteen she got the scar on her cheek due to the portrait vault and its dragon

After all of that Brooke wasn't the same anymore, she was more closed off and snapped more often at people, including professors and her friends

Other facts:

Brooke hates her full name and just always tells people to call her Brooke

She doesn't like talking about her family, it still stings and bringing up the memories of them won't do any good to the girl

After her father passed she was able to see Thesterals and even named one of them after her father

Her favorite flowers are Tulips because they come from her aunt's/mother's country of origin

She always tries to stay positive but will often completely break down during a prefect round or in her dorm when she knows she is alone

Her animagus form is a Black Kite

She has more scars but they're mostly on her back and chest

She hates merula and wants nothing to do with that girl

Face claim(if any): Odeya Rush

Drawn appearance:

If you want your mc to be friends with her then feel free to message me and I'll add them to her friends list! I might also change up her ship so, if you want your mc to be possibly together with her, shoot me a dm

[littlewalken]

Oct 17

Some times it's just easier to delete the post then deal with all the adult content bots that want to like it. But check out the music made from the Heironymous Bosch Garden of Earthly Delights painting because one of the mixes sound so Depeche.

Tried again to get the roadie story going by typing it in to the tablet. Didn't get to reading past incarnations I might not in favor of reading interviews with the inspiration and ingesting other related media.

As much as I want to delete what I wrote out of thoughts it's still not working I think I'll try and finish out this draft of further fleshing out the notes. I can always go back, dull can always be livened up. Right now its at the telling myself the story stage and our hero is currently doing laundry in the middle of northern nowhere.

Some of my writing reaches a stage where it feels like the first few paragraphs are set in stone and no matter when or how the rest gets written that is how it needs to be.

For example the Gashir story with the good doctor falling asleep in his dress uniform and waking up in a bed where one side is still warm.

Got to take the time to enjoy some of the things I've squirreld away. I know my brain is starving for happy brain chemicals and what I'm doing is non toxic and non destructive. I could really use some positive human interaction.

On other topics did I mention I was able to rearrange the units in that giant patch quilt to make it more rectangular? The math is in 8s not 6s, to my defense I survived a traumatic brain injury when I was finally getting proper math tutoring so it's still fucked up, but one row of units come off a side and went to the bottom and the left over was quartered and reattached to the side.

Why didn't you... The patches were assembled in unit blocks of 16 patches each and it was easier to only have to deconstruct and then have to resew one. Once the top is resewn again I will try it on a twin bed and if the size is good take it to the store to purchase a boarder, batting, and backing and go from there.

I want a boarder so that will get touched and dirty instead of the squares. This quilt is being made to sleep under. I have slept under the food and space quilts. It was nice.