#Psychonauts fanfiction

[theanonymousclown]

I’ve been re-reading this Psychonauts fic by @magicalmilly and my GOD this scene never fails to make me laugh. Anyway this is my petition to PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE continue this fic it’s been unfinished since 2022 and it was JUST REACHING THE CLIMAX OF PSYCHONAUTS 1-

Anyway the basic plot of the fic is that Milla and Sasha are very concerned about Raz because of what he shares about his family life. High key recommend, Raz gets to apologize for intruding on Milla’s nightmares.

[plasticageau-psychonauts]

"Rewritten by machine on new technology" - Video Killed The Radio Star, The Buggles

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[[ KEY: RAZ=razputin aquato DR=raz's archetype ]]

RAZ:\> "...Well, this memory vault is... really broken. It's something I don't wanna remember anyway, but... I didn't even know memory vaults ran on Windows."

DR:\> "Iiiiiiiii'm about to jump out those windows."

RAZ:\> "...or on any operating system."

RAZ:\> "Since when were memory vaults computers!?"

DR:\> "... since never."

RAZ:\> "..."

RAZ:\> "....Aren't they biological beings?"

RAZ:\> "...and what was that... thing?"

DR:\> "I dunno about you, but I sure don't remember the guys that took Dad looking like that goofy thing."

RAZ:\> "...Me neither."

RAZ:\> "...something isn't right here."

[soulsoffairlight]

(LOUD AUDIO Cw)

speed paints with stupid music part 3: I JUSTHAH WAHANBA BE PART OF YOUR SYMLPHHPNTYYY

[mandareeboo]

Title: Dogen Takes a Holiday

Summary: Chaos reigns in the Motherlobe as three children run wild.

Chapter Title: Familial Obligation

Excerpt:

"What's with the brain pan?" "Dion," Raz sighed, brow pinched with hurt. "Do you know how to be polite?" "What?" He threw his hands up, mock-offended, before pointedly flicking Dogen's tinfoil cap. "Aren't I allowed to be curious about weird brain buckets?" Dogen quickly readjusted it, grimacing. "It's so I don't blow people's heads up. Again." There's a vacant pause around the campfire before Donatella- busy stirring some unnamed stew over the fire- laughs and claps her hands. "Ah, the imaginations of children. So… vivid!" "No," Dogen said. "It happened." "It did," Lili agreed, sounding just a little happy about that. "I saw it."

Ha! I bet you guys never expected me to finish this one, huh? Funny story- this started out as, like, a commission? Or a gift? I think it was a gift for someone donating to me. And if anybody's kept track besides me, it's been a coupla months since that whole fiasco, and I just got around to finishing this. But I did it, damnit! Thanks again to everyone for their patience dealing with my wonky ass update schedule.

Commissions Are Open! || Ko-fi

[psitaniumpsichosis]

[Psychonauts 2 Spoilers! You have been warned!]

Comic and written form below the cut - The Gzesarevich's Son

(I forgot to look at refs of the room... Oops) (Also small tw for drinking and arguing)

Written version bc I'm feeling fruity

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The arguing seemed endless. As the baby's wails filled the empty space between his parents' bickering, Gristol could only endure with an exhausted, flustered silence of his own-- tucked into the corner of the couch, glaring at the empty wall as the baby wailed on the table in front of him.

"Well," his father indignantly sniffed from his placement on the bed, "we can't keep it."

"So, what do you propose we do with it?" His mother retorted, tone just as bitter as her husband's as she glared into the glass she'd refilled for the umpteenth time that night.

"Get rid of it." "Get rid of it? It's a baby, not a bug!" "Well what ELSE CAN I SAY!?"

Gristol groaned, as a shouting match erupted between his parents. He had no escape, the TV too quiet to block them out-- not to mention the baby wailing and screaming only two feet in front of him.

In a moment of utter clarity, Gristol shot up to his feet-- simultaneously scooping the infant up into his arms and swiftly approaching the bathroom. He slid open the door, and his parents' voices only muffled once he shut and locked the door.

"Ugh, finally." He groaned, sliding down to the floor with his back against the sink-- the only spot shielded from the open world with the massive window behind them. The baby sniffled and babbled, clinging to Gristol as the young man awkwardly but gently cradled him in his tattered flannel blanket.

"Much better, huh kid?" "Aaababa..." "Same here."

Gristol adjusted himself as he responded to the baby's babbling. He glanced down at the thin, wispy red hair of the tiny boy in his arms. He hummed thoughtfully, taking note of the hospital band still around the infant's wrist.

With a delicate hand, he took hold of the boy's arm-- while the surname was missing, the first name certainly wasn't.

"Razputin?" He read in a hushed tone. The baby, Razputin, only whined in reply. Gristol sighed, tucking the small thing to his chest again and pushing himself up.

"Well, Razputin. Let's clean you up." He said, now holding the baby up in front of him to inspect the dirt and grime all over the poor thing. The boy hadn't opened his eyes, little fists balled up to his face as he kicked and wriggled with complaint.

"At least one of us can smell nice." He mused with a smile. Holding Razputin against his chest again, he turned the sink on to clean the tiny little thing off.

It only took five minutes, Razputin cleaned off. Gristol now sat on the edge of the sink, humming a tune as he carefully dried Razputin off, the baby much calmer and not fussing anymore.

Then Gristol paused. Razputin's eyes were open as he clutched Gristol's wrist with a small smile, tongue poking out as he cooed and babbled. His eyes were so big, a gorgeous green that held so much... Affection.

Gristol stared in silence, tearing up as this tiny helpless little boy gazed up at him with so much love. Gristol inhaled, then hugged Razputin up close to him-- face resting against his damp red hair as he murmured a weak- "Oh my God."

His mind was made up.

The arguing continued on in the suite, Rokel and Theodore still shouting at each other with disdain and indecision. Until--

"Shut UP! He's STAYING!" Gristol yelled, as loudly as his lungs would allow as he waltzed out of the bathroom -- Razputin held to him as the baby babbled and cooed.

"Staying?!" Theodore exclaimed as Rokel reeled from dropping her glass, Gristol passing the two with a content smile. "Have you lost your--"

"Yep!" Gristol interrupted, stopping in his tracks to hold Razputin up in front of him again, the freckle-doused baby so eager to have the attention.

"As far as I care, he's Razputin Malik." Gristol announced to the dismay of his parents.

"My future Gzesarevich!"

[sxrrandomfanfics]

RazLili Week 2024 Day 1 - Animals

Raz grabbed Lili's hand as Truman and Augustus were deep in conversation. "You two feel free to talk as long as you want!"

As he tugged on Lili's hand, she added: "Take your time! We'll be fine!"

Augustus smiled, "ah, young love."

Truman chuckled, "they think they're being subtle."

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"You still have those on?" Lili asked as Raz walked around only in his acrobatics outfit. The boots seemed fine when Raz did his acrobatic tricks, but stomping about the grounds seemed uncomfortable, given that they went up to his knees.

"You never know what's on the ground at a circus. Besides, stopping at my trailer might mean that we'll miss what I want to show you."

"And what's that?"

"It's a surprise." Raz squeezed Lili's hand as the two made their way over to what seemed to be a stall that horses would be in, but it was... very tall.

"Some secret horse? Like your sister's 'World's Smallest Pony'?"

"Uh. No. I'm still not allowed around Sugarcube." Raz shook his head. "Actually, this fine lady here is the opposite of a World's Smallest Pony." Raz then opened the door to the pen.

As Lili's eyes went up, her jaw dropped lower and lower. A large elephant, wearing purple jhul on her head and back raised her trunk.

The elephant was polite as she waved her trunk. Oh, Razputin has told me so much about you!

"Yup! Lili Zanotto, meet Naomi: The Crown Jewel of the Fildes Circus."

"Fildes? But I thought you were in the Aquato Family Circus."

"Yeah! Multiple small circuses usually work together to make these shows run." Raz waved his hand. "Anyways, I'm glad you two get to meet one another."

"Wait, so you just... talk about me to random animals?"

"Not random. Naomi was the first animal I ever really learned to talk to. Well, understand the emotions, if you're including proper Zoolepathy with Harold."

"... I thought you were just lying about having the elephant to have a badass line in front of Agent Nein."

"Nope! I uh... my family agreed to have me assist with Naomi after..."

"... after what?"

He pulled my tail. He used to be awfully rude.

"Raz? Rude?"

"I mean... I think I'm pretty rude."

"The rudest you got with me was staring at me. And the worst you called Bobby was 'hair boy.' You're not rude."

Naomi lifted her trunk with a laugh. Oh, the stories I could tell you about this young man.

Raz groaned, "please, my mom is enough." He looked back up at Naomi. "Does this mean we still can't try what I wanted to?"

Oh no. I'm still fine with it. Naomi turned around, showing she was still wearing the howdah that she had been wearing for the show.

Raz then got onto his Lev-bubble, and looked down to Lili, expecting her to do the same.

Lili understood, but then smirked. "What, not even going to help me up?"

Raz raised an eyebrow, then mirrored the smirk. He put on his best theatrical voice. "Oh, my apologies, princess. Let your knight assist you onto this glorious creature so that way we may galavant around the town."

Lili laughed, joyful that he would reciprocate, and took his hand. Up, they climbed onto the back of Naomi. Lili smiled, but gulped as well.

"Nervous?"

"Never been on an elephant before."

Don't worry. I'm perfectly calm.

Raz patted Lili on the shoulder, smoothly putting his arm around her after she realized which shoulder he patted. "We won't go too far on this. Just a quick little ride."

"Wait, we're going outside?"

"It would be more fun!"

"Do you have permission?"

"Well, I often like to think of asking for forgiveness is better than asking for permission."

Oh, he begged for permission.

Raz frowned, feeling less cool, but Lili smiled.

"Glad to know you're at least somewhat responsible now."

Raz pulled Lili in tighter, smiling.

[psychonauts2000]

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Circus Life Seems for Me Best Art...

I never gave her details cause I started coloring and... ruined her...

But she's still the best I've seen her in here...

Forever an incomplete perfection.

[0lliecl0wn]

NEW FANFIC JUST DROPPED RAAAAHHHH

so i got kinda mad at the fact that we never find out what happened to crispin because fred just kinda.... chases him away... so we never get any closure.....

SO I FIXED IT

FRED STRANGLES AN ORDERLY BOYS

HERE YOU GO

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[crazypatrolstudent]

The least I can do for this year's Halloween is this fic I wrote yesterday

(I'm sorry for it being so sappy)

[doodle17]

Psychonauts Future Fanfic chapter 1

(I am by no means a professional writer, and this was made entirely for fun. But as a warning, chapters may be heavily edited or even deleted and re-uploaded in the future, as I am very self conscious about my writing.)

Raz looked down at the newspapers set on the table by Sasha. He let out a defeated sigh and rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, I'm stumped. I don't know what to do..."

"Of course you don't..." Sasha grumbled. Raz looked back to the papers. He tried to examine them closer, seeing if maybe there was at least a small bit of evidence that could lead them to what their criminal was planning. Of course, he found nothing.

The papers were the same old thing. Research facilities and laboratories destroyed and ruined, robbed of everything valuable. The same old headline was on everyone. "Local Research stolen by mysterious strangers." Of course, the Psychonauts knew who it was. But unfortunately, they didn't know why they were stealing hazardous amounts of chemicals and Psi-lirium. And they didn't know where they were taking it.

Raz sifted through the papers before once again looking to Sasha. He tried to give him a reassuring smile. "Ah, c'mon Sasha, well find out! Eventually." Sasha lowered his glasses and raised an eyebrow. Raz looked around the room awkwardly before clearing his throat.

"Well, Agent Forsythe needs us to meet in her office. She says she has a plan." Sasha said with a doubtful tone. He stood up from his chair and waved his hand, gesturing for Raz to follow him. Raz glanced at the papers one more time. He picked one up, quickly folded it and put it in the pocket of his coat, then quickly caught up with Sasha.

As the two of them walked down the hallway, Raz glanced at Sasha. He remembered when he was a kid he would have to look up in order to make eye contact, but now he was almost as tall as him. Maybe even a few inches taller! He definitely changed in the past 9 years. Everyone had. Especially his family. Queepie was going to start his first week at camp soon.

Wow. How time flies... Raz thought to himself. It only felt like his first day at camp was a few weeks ago. I can't believe I'm already 19 years old. Man, time really flies by...He softly chuckled to himself. I remember when I was younger, I couldn't wait to go on crazy missions like this. Too bad I didn't know there was a LOT more boring investigating than kicking "bad guy" ass.

"Something on your mind, Razputin?" Sasha said, breaking the silence and snapping Raz out of his train of thought. "Huh? Oh, yeah. Just thinking about how much things have changed," He gestured to himself. "Including me." He grinned. Sasha shook his head but smiled slightly. "I don't think you've changed as much as you think. Maybe height wise."

"Oh yeah! I'm almost taller than you!" He hovered his hand above Sashas' head playfully. "Ugh, don't remind me. Every day I see you, it just makes me feel older." Raz laughed. "Hey, do you remember that old helmet?"

"Now Razutin, that's a very rude thing to say about Agent Fullbear-"

"No, no, the one I used to wear. The aviators helmet. With the goggles? Remember when Milla got me these glasses because they looked like my goggles?" He pointed the glasses with red tinted lenses resting on his head. Sasha squinted, thinking for a moment. "Ah! Yes, I remember now." He nodded. "Yes, I do remember that helmet. You used to wear it everywhere. I think I've only seen you without a few times before you stopped wearing it."

"Yeah!" Raz said. I used to wear that thing to bed sometimes. I wonder if it's still lying around somewhere... I wonder if it still fits...

"Agents."

The two of them turned to see an exhausted Norma holding a large mug of coffee and folders. Her eyes looked like it was taking all of her strength to hold them up, with dark bags underneath them. She heavily sighed. "Agent Forsythe is expecting you, and there was something else..." She tried to flip through the folders and papers. "Hey Norma, you doin' alright?" Raz asked. She heavily sighed again.

"Honestly, no. The damned receptionist skipped work again this week, so guess who's covering for her." She said with a forced, miserable smile. She proceeded to walk past the two of them as if she didn't stop to talk to them in the first place. "You'd better hurry, Forsythe is getting anxious. You know how she gets."

"Is that the life of the party, Razputin, I see?" Said Milla happily as the two men walked into Hollis' office. "In the flesh, baby!" Raz said with finger guns. Milla laughed. "Oh, it feels like every time I look at you, I'm expecting to see a small little boy only to be met with a handsome young man. You're turning my hair gray Agent Aquato!" She said with a playful smile. Raz blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. "D'aw, well I dunno about handsome -"

"Agents Nein, Vodello, and Aquato..." Hollis looked up from her papers and raised an eyebrow. Raz didn't even notice she was there. He was definitely startled when he heard her voice. She definitely sounded as tired as everyone else working on the current mission. Her desk was full of papers and empty cups of coffee. She lifted her reading classes and rested them her head. "Please, Agents, take a seat. I believe I've got a solution to our situation regarding the recent robberies."

She gestured for the three of them to take one of the seats at the front of her desk. "I believe I've found a way for all of us to figure out what our good friends at the Mandela corporation plan to do with all of the important stuff they've stolen." She said as she reached for a few papers that were resting underneath an empty coffee cup. She tapped them on her desk before sliding them toward the three Agents."There is one for each of you." She said, leaning back in her chair. Raz examined the paper. It had a picture of him, with a fake name and a bunch of other stuff. It looked like a resume of some sort. "Fake personas?" Raz asked, looking from his paper and pushing his glasses into place. Hollis nodded. "Yes, I have a feeling we won't get any farther if all we do is wait for them to attempt another scheme and hope we can get there on time to stop them. But if we can get inside..." She leaned in.

"But, isn't the place guarded by, like, a MILLION guards and security systems?" Raz asked. "Not to worry, Aquato, the two of you will be acting as interns. Milla and Sasha will be acting as your mentors. Otto has made sure that your fake work IDs are fool-proof." Intern, huh? That brings back memories. Raz then remembered being locked in the old closet in nothing but his underwear. He shuddered. Not very good memories.

"This may actually work!" Milla said, admiring her paper. But, who's going to be joining us?" That's right. Raz noticed she was holding a fourth paper. "Yeah, didn't you mention another agent to be the second intern with me?" Raz wondered who it could be.

Maybe Lizzie, or Dogen, maybe Adam! Oh, I hope it's Adam and not Norma. PLEASE, don't let it be Norma... Before Forsythe could answer, someone spoke. "It's mine."

Raz's heart stopped for a moment before it immediately started to beat a million miles a minute. He turned around quickly, almost getting out of his chair. Was it really?

"L-Lili?!" He sputtered.

(And end of chapter! Thanks for reading! Comments or tips are greatly appreciated as I want future chapters to be exceptional.)

[magicmvx]

Finally i got my AO3 account and post my first fanfic. Creatures of the Night - Chapter 1 - Magicmvx, StarGarnet03 - Psychonauts (Video Games) [Archive of Our Own]

[plasticageau-psychonauts]

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What is the Plastic Age AU?

The Plastic Age AU is a new-wave-inspired Psychonauts AU created by @soulsoffairlight following the post-game adventure of Razputin Aquato.

On Raz's 11th birthday, at approximately 3:36 AM... his entire family got a little birthday suprise.

Their campground was raided by a group of sinister, shadowy figures. They squinted their eyes as hard as they could. They shone their lanterns at the intruders, trying to make out any of their features. But all efforts were fruitless.

The intruders were mere silhouettes who they could not identify.

And Augustus Aquato, Raz's father... who was still struggling through the grief of recent events...

was quietly kidnapped.

The family was quick to get to its feet. It was quick to find a way to eliminate the threat. The Aquatos could not afford to keep anything close to a threat around.

And they knew. They knew that the middle son, Razputin Aquato... only 11 for 3 hours and a half...

Had brought them to nothing but danger.

So, in the early hours of his 11th birthday... the family tentatively shooed the burden off to the Motherlobe.

They knew it had to do something with him.

They would refuse to speak to him until he untangled this bondage that he got them trapped in.

The miserable preteen knew that only he could get his dad out of this. And he knew that he had to do it FAST. His stomach churned and his skin crawled at the idea of where he may be. His heart ached and cramped with grief weighing him down harder than all the regrets he's seen combined.

One half of the Motherlobe was empathetic with him. They worried about him. Constantly. They tried to stop him from accidentally hurting himself.

But the other half... looked at him with scorn.

One half spoke volumes louder than the other to the grieving preteen.

And he knew... that this wouldn't be a straightforward rescue mission.

He knew that it was going to be a time of heavy change.

Perhaps even painful change.

As if the confusing changes his mind and body were going through weren't already making him question whether he's even human to begin with.

What extents will Razputin Aquato go to in order to survive what no preteen should have to go through? While he's so young and lacking identity?

Will he have to make changes in his mind? Perhaps.

But with a smiling face of his own creation, he holds his head up high with hope.

With his back to yet another mole in the Psychonauts.

One that sizes itself up to the boy like a python when he's not looking...

...waiting for its chance to strike.

"And their tears are filling up their glasses, going nowhere, going nowhere..."

-- Mad World, Tears For Fears

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[soulsoffairlight]

Hey guys you should watch this shitpost I made about my psychonauts au it's really funny I think

[ynverse]

sasha as your bf!

SASHA x gn! reader | headcanons

a/n: this is so self indulgent. this is him with ME,,, and anyone who reads this i guess. literally went onto the 50th page of google searching for x reader fics for this man before realizing i have to be the trailblazer and write hella fics for him  

❥ despite his immense knowledge on the human psyche, he would definitely be in denial of his feelings at first. he’s more reserved than most and always aims to have himself under control so he tried to suppress his emotions for you so he can keep everything in his brain orderly

❥ raz would so be the one to unpack it all. raz was just fucking around in his mind trying to create more censors and well.... lots of items with a connection to you appeared

"so,” raz trailed off as he laughed, “agent y/n?”

“let us never speak of this again,” sasha quickly replied, kicking the both of them out of his subconscious.

❥  after he accepted he has feelings, he would definitely be the one to ask you out. he wants to feel as in control of possible so he wanted to “control” when you found out about his emotions

❥ his love language (expressing) would so be quality time. you both have busy and kinda traumatic lives due to your career choices. being able to relax and just spend time with each other is his favorite. he would definitely postpone his experiments for you.

❥ showing him love (receiving love language) is acts of service. you have to be selfless in order to be a psychonaut so he just wants to feel taken care of too. if you help him organize his lab... he would mentally fold.

❥ he would remember the smallest details about you...to the point where you would forget information he knows. you couldn’t find your favorite flower because it was moved to a new area? he knows the precise measurements of that flower and will find it for you (cute in a ‘oh so you’re obsessed obsessed with me’ way)

❥ due to his nature, he sometimes says things in a blunt and harsh way without intending to. if he realizes, he would start to ramble on and on about how he didn’t mean it and apologize. please shut this man up before he overthinks

“yeah, okay.”

“oh, sorry I didn’t know you were busy Sasha!”

“wait. i am not busy. i did not know the best way to respond. i did not mean to make you feel like you were bothersome, i actually feel like you are quite the opposite. i am not opposed to your frequent visits as long as it does not impact your schedule and cause issues for you. i hope i-”

“sasha...i understand it is okay please don’t worry.”

❥ his eyes would gleam whenever you were near or when you were mentioned. he was extremely good at controlling himself and his emotions but eyes are the windows to the soul after all, and his soul always yearned for you

❥ would talk to you using telepathy (when milla said “Sasha says hi” in the second game i was sobbing... let me into that relationship PLEASE) even if there is nothing important to say. he likes the idea of being able to have private moments with you even if you are both busy/in public. he could not be able to hold back a smile if you telepathically told him that you missed him

❥ would sometimes get frustrated he couldn’t experiment on himself because he thinks his love for you is the most pure form of love known to the human psyche and his STEM brain needs to understand more

❥ you are the only person not allowed into his mind because he knows his emotions would go haywire with you around. he doesn’t ask to ever experiement/go into your mind out of respect since he doesn’t think it’s fair since he won’t let you in his

❥ the best boyfriend ever. this skrunkly man would stop at nothing just to make you happy

[psitaniumpsichosis]

A sneak peek at what I'm working on... (I've done very little spell checking)

In hindsight the second paragraph needs to be bumped down so more context of how boring/calm it is can be expanded on