#Robotic Misery! AU

[botsusann]

“There’s an old robot in the abandoned workshop he left behind… they wont touch it.. sometimes i think i see it staring at me.. how strange��”

[llycaons]

this is definitely bc I'm coming at it as a fan of the live action and not the book it is just so bizarre to see lwj presented as a super experienced and confident and suave sex expert right out of the gate. it just goes against all my perceptions of him as a character. except confidence maybe. to be clear he is horny and all I just don't think he'd really get very far with anyone beside wwx

[smallpwbbles]

Deserts and delirium

Ay back at it again with another Biolizard Shadow au fic, this one’s a bit more fun (it’s not fun for anyone in the fic tho I’ll tell you that)

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The desert sun was absolutely blazing as Rouge sat on an aged and broken pillar. She rubbed at her face, not even trying to avoid smearing her make up as the sweat she was currently producing was doing a fine job of that already. Her mouth was absolutely parched, she was edging towards cursing out the burning sun as the rays of golden sunshine invited themselves to burn at her skin.

The sands underneath her were practically boiling with heat so she sat on the uncomfortable pillar while she restored enough energy to being flying once again, her wings ached as she turned to watch the source of her present misery. Her large lizard hedgehog companion was currently rolling around the sands, bumping into some pillars and structures as he did. He looked quite enthralled, no doubt enjoying the warmth due to his cold-blooded body. It was extremely out of character for Shadow to be looking and doing as he did but Rouge knew the reason for this.

It hadn’t been too long ago, after the unsuccessful completion of a mission where GUN sent Rouge and her team to check out an old base of Eggman’s in the abandoned metropolis city for possible intel on his current whereabouts. She was about to complain about the lack of anything with good Information when her giant companion suddenly fell to the ground with an earth shaking thud. Shadow had unfortunately fallen on Omega in the process, luckily he was unharmed, he was quite the durable robot.

Shadow however was quite flush, the monstrous hedgehog was usually warm with the chaos energy pulsing in his veins but the heat she felt on his forehead as he lay quivering on the ground put a spike of worry in her heart. Rouge could have reported this to GUN but their treatment of Shadow was questionable at best and downright unpleasant at worst. With that fact she made some calls to Sonic, it was the best way to get in contact with Tails as he was the only person she could think of to help at that moment.

It hadn’t taken long for Sonic to come with Tails in tow, in that time she had managed to pull Omega out from underneath Shadows back, she reconfirmed the Robot was undamaged except for some scratches caused by Shadows bristled quills. The robot didn’t seem bothered by it though and claimed he would “honour the battle scars” Shadow just gave him.

It took even less time for Tails to deduce it was just a fever, however that didn’t sit right with any of them there. Rouge knew for a fact Shadow possessed absurdly strong healing, it didn’t seem right for him to have a fever. She had wanted to ask the gigantic hedgehog about it but he was out of commission and couldn’t answer her back. The group brainstormed for what action they should take and Rouge concluded she would obtain some of Shadows files for Information, she knew they had been taken by GUN in their effort to control him.

There would be no problem to get the files, she knew every sector and section of GUN headquarters, sometimes she broke in there for the thrill of it. Rouge was just a bit worried as it meant leaving Shadow but Sonic and Tails had assured her they would keep watch of the sickly hedgehog, Omega announced he would stay in case Shadow got “difficult”, whatever that meant.

As she had thought when she had retrieved the files with absolute ease, she was crawling through some dusty and slightly claustrophobic vents when her wrist watch began to ping, a handy device given to her by GUN for communication between them and her teammates, Omega was already installed with a device that allowed him to accept the call frequency however Shadow needed to be fitted with a tiny earpiece that allowed him to hear his teammates voices when they called.

“Rouge?, Rouge?!” Tails' voice cut through clearly using the frequency she recognised as Omegas. She didn’t like being called during her solo missions but the panic in Tails' voice had her immediate attention.

“Tails? I’ve got the file, why are you calling me?” she whispered harshly into the watch. There weren't any cameras in the current vent she was squeezing herself through, but you could never be too careful.

There was a roar that interrupted the response Tails was about to give, it sounded like Shadow and she could swear she could hear Sonic's nervous voice yelling something like “chillax Shads!”

“What’s going on?” Rouge questioned, she left them alone for an hour or two, were they seriously fighting or something?

Tails answered her thought “it’s Shadow! He woke up and I think he’s reached a worse state of delirium or something, he doesn’t recognise us at all and-“ he was cut off as it sounded like something huge slammed into the ground. She heard Sonic again but much clearer “woah you almost got squished there buddy! Rouge could you tell Shads to stop trying to kill us cuz he isn’t listening to Omega”.

She hated being leader sometimes, as much as she loved them, there was always something to deal with concerning her two teammates. “Can you survive for like 20 more minutes? I’ve got the files and I'm on my way hun” she assured.

She got there fast to the sight of Shadow confined in some rubble, he looked lethargic and the three who were left to deal with him didn’t look better. Omega proudly announced his victory in containing Shadow “non lethally” which Rouge had to be fair to him, the robot wasn’t known for being nice during battle.

Tails had studied the files and found exactly what they were looking for, it seemed what Shadow was suffering was in effect due to his rings readjusting to his chaos energy levels. The rings themselves were what put a stagnation to Shadows powers as the files revealed without them his chaos energy would overflow and destroy him and others. In addition they put a stop to his growth rate when he sporadically began enlarging during his time on the ARK. Rouge had no idea, she had assumed the monstrous hedgehog was made that size on purpose.

Similar to how the human body treats an illness as it invades the body, something similar was happening to Shadow, which caused his feverish state. The solution,Tails had found, was a suppressant of sorts. They had been administered to Shadow to keep him calm as his rings did their job. Tails stated recreating the suppressant wouldn’t take long. Rouge thanked the chaos gods in the sky for the young foxes' intelligent brain as she was in dire need of good news instead of any more that could add to the onslaught of problems that day had.

The problems struck right back however when right after Tails administered the syringe of suppressant to a vein in Shadows neck. Rouge assumed the intrusion may have spooked Shadow as he unexpectedly sat up from the rubble that held him. Tails was brought up with the motion but quickly booted himself and twirled his large twin tails to fly and move away from the feverish Shadow.

Shadow grabbed at his neck and began to look around panickedly. Before Rouge can say or do anything she watched him light up with a twist of uncontrolled chaos energy. Omega braced in front of her as the gigantic hedgehog disappeared with a crack of chaos control, the wind made by the teleportation jostled the robot but he stood his ground to protect the bat, Sonic and Tails were unlucky as the energy sent them flying a few feet away.

There was panic for the next hour as they had no idea where Shadow had ended up, in said panic Rouge had forgotten he was actually fitted with a tracker by GUN she had access to. Shadow didn’t actually know about it and she couldn’t deny how intrusive it was to the lizard hedgehog's privacy but it came in real handy when she finally remembered it was there.

Tails wasted no time applying Shadows coordinates to the miles electric, it had located the monstrous hedgehog in the Arid sands. It was a desert Rouge found Shadow in a lot, he’d sun bathe and soak up the sun, no doubt due to his lizard qualities. She’d hope he was there in that moment doing the same as he always did and not anything troubling.

That led to now, where she was currently watching the hedgehog, it seemed the suppressant was in full swing but had come with a side effect as the hedgehog was currently extremely loopy. Rouge kept her distance when she initially found him as she didn’t want to ignite a reaction like the one he had back at Metroplis. Rouge was also on her own as she tasked Omega with grabbing some water, she had no idea how long the large hedgehog would be loopy for but if she went a second longer without water she was gonna scream.

Honestly, as she watched Shadow roll around in the baking sand, she was bewildered by the genuine ease on his face. The hedgehog was clearly still sickly however his apparent joy betrayed any notion he was ill. It was also just weird to see Shadow with such a huge smile on his face, his fangs poking out his mouth as he continued his rolls into the sand.

Occasionally he turned over lazily to look at Rouge before returning to rolling in the sand. It unnerved rouge the first time he did so and she braced herself in case he went to attack like he had with Sonic, Tails and Omega. Instead he stared at Rouge for a moment, squinted his huge red eyes and returned back to his rolling.

Rouge was confused about it but she didn’t want to try and theorise what his loopy actions meant, she recalled dealing with a delirious Knuckles a couple weeks back when she picked him up from a dentist appointment, the incoherent red echidna was hilarious to watch as he’d forgotten who she was but told her “she was the prettiest angel he’d ever seen”. Rouge could have teased him about it for days on end but she held that one to herself.

This situation felt similar but she was much more wary as she didn’t want an incoherent Shadow to accidentally hurt her. The large hedgehog was usually very gentle but right now he paid no attention to his surroundings as he rolled onto some pillars. She had no idea how that wasn’t hurting his back but she didn’t want that to be her under there. Rouge had sent Sonic and Tails off as Shadow did quite a number on them earlier , she assured them she’d be fine but with Omega on his task she was on her own and needed to be careful.

Shadow rolled onto his front, he was practically caked in sand, she watched as he rose on all fours. He began to aggressively shake the sand out of his quills and scales akin to how a dog would shake off any uninvited messes on its body. Rouge had no way to escape the rain shower Shadow provided, she felt sand land on every strand of fur and skin. The bat took in deep breaths as the Hedgehog finished, she knew he wasn’t himself, it didn’t stop her from wanting to throttle him at that moment.

Suddenly Rouge heard the familiar sound of jet boosters, she held her hand over her eyes to block the sunlight as she turned up towards the sound praying for it to be who she thought it was. Omega dropped slowly into her vision, she spied a couple bottles of water in his mechanical claws and felt she could jump for joy.

He landed nonchalantly in front of the broken pillar she was sitting on, his beady red optics glazed her over “you are covered in sand” he distinguished. It made her eyes fall flat.

“Yeah the sand covered look is totally in season” the bat sarcastically teased “thanks for grabbing that water, I thought it was about to be cooked for a minute”.

“Being cooked in desert heat is a pathetic way to go out, I would not have allowed for such a pitiful death for you” Omega attested. The robot had a weird way of being thoughtful, or maybe Rouge was just getting used to how Omega presented his affection.

The water held in the robot's hand was looking more appealing by the second as Rouge jumped down to join Omega in the sands below, she was over the presence of the sand as it had made itself known to every part of her body, she even felt it in her body suit somehow. Hurriedly grabbing a bottle from the claw possessing them, Rouge rushed to open the plastic cap and brought the bottle to her dry lips. It was only after a few gulps she’d taken notice of Shadows snout directly behind Omega.

The bat had no idea how Shadow snuck up on them without making a sound, the guy was 35 feet tall and even when loopy he could somehow make himself as quiet as a mouse when he wanted, Rouge jumped back at the realisation of his scarily close presence, Omega however stood where he was, he mechanically rotated his head to face behind him without turning his actual body. Shadow eyes searched the robot about, Rouge was sure his incoherent mind couldn’t remember Omega either. She had no idea what could happen next as she began to sweat anew in anxiety. The humongous hog and the robot were at a stalemate

Shadow fixed that anxiety by roughly dropping himself back into the sand where Omega lay, Rouge was forced to endure another storm of sand that got kicked up right into her direction, when it was over and Rouge wiped the tricky sand from her vision she saw Shadow laying on his forearms. Between his arms and his head stood Omega, he was trapped in the Hedgehog's embrace as Shadow began laying his head on top of the robot.

Rouge was bemused by the sight, though she took a second to use whatever liquid was left in the bottle she held to wash out some sand that had gotten on her head, she began to grow irksome of the tiny beads being everywhere on her person. The other bottles Omega had previously lay flung around her so she wasn’t worried about keeping hydrated.

The click of her heels was muffled by the sand as she walked towards the giant black hedgehog with Omega trapped in his grasp, the robot didn’t look worried with the situation but quite a bit confused, he turned to Rouge who could only shrug at her companion, Shadow was currently nuzzling his muzzle all over Omega and she had no idea why.

“I hypothesise he is currently using me like one of your heat packs” Omega guessed. It was a good theory, the fact Shadow in all his delirium teleported to a hot place and had been soaking up all the heat the desert had to offer, and now he currently had Omega trapped between his claws like an action figure. The robot retained heat pretty well so Rouge agreed with his theory.

“Well I guess that’s your job now hun, that’s a shame, I was gonna have you fetch me some sunscreen” she joked. But honestly she was kicking herself for the sun burn she was definitely gonna have later.

“This is a fine task, my metallic body burns with heat and rage for the enemies I have not yet slayed, I am happy to lend some of this heat if it calms Shadow” Omega declared. Again, he was thoughtful, but Rouge really had to get him a hobby to curb his murderous tendencies.

It was at some point when Shadow began nodding off that Rouge pulled out her phone to listen to a podcast she was putting off, while she was sure the hedgehog didn’t need supervision as he slept, the bat didn’t want to leave in case he awoke and was still out of it. She was legally responsible for the large hedgehog meaning if he were to cause any problems, GUN would absolutely have her head.

Omega surrendered to Shadows earth moving snores as he found Shadows grip on him was too tight to escape. He simply offlined himself as the prospect of not being able to do much for several hours didn’t make him too happy, but Rouge had promised to wake him the moment he could walk free.

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Shadow woke up groggily, he felt invisible weights on his head as he slowly lifted it, his arms felt quite the opposite as he moved them around with ease, they were swift to his command, except his left claw that had an offline Omega in it, how’d he get there? He gently placed the black and red robot onto the ground, however he had placed Omega upside down and didn’t know how to get him right side up.

His eyes blinked out of sync as he spied Rouge a couple feet, he wanted to call to get her attention but the words fumbled in his mouth when he tried. The bat hadn’t noticed the blundered attempt at her name as she was quite engrossed on her phone with earphones plugged in her large ears. He moved a claw over to gently prod her, except he misjudged how far she was and how fast he moved his hand as his forefinger practically bowled into her.

Rouge had thought her issues with sand would be over but hadn’t anticipated being sent crashing right back into the troublesome particles. Some even got in her mouth and she wanted to scream, she furiously whipped her head to the offender as Shadow looked like he hadn’t just hurled her into sand. He actually still looked out of it but she could tell a significant amount of the suppressant had worn off as he seemed to recognise her.

“Hi” Shadow slurred happily, it was kind of cute how happy he looked to see her but Rouge was a little too busy trying to get sand out of her eyes again to appreciate it. When she got the little troublesome beads out of her lashes she observed Omega placed on the ground, upside down.

“Hey hun, it’s good to see you doing a bit better but try to be careful would you, I’m a lot squisher than Omega over there” Rouge lightly scolded. She had no idea how much of that got through to the less loopy Shadow but then he looked over to the inactive Omega.

He then put an oversized thumb and finger to one of the robot's legs that stuck out and raised him up and out of the sand, Rouge watched as the claw with Omega was brought over to her and laid the robot down. He was on his back which was much better than his previous position, however Rouge cringed at the robot's leg that had been pinched by the Hedgehog, there was an obvious dent due to Shadow accidentally using more pressure than needed.

“Thanks Shadow” Rouge deadpanned, she was glad there was still a tiny sense in Shadow that knew in his current state Omega was safer by Rouges side than his. The titanic hedgehog only nodded in response, which Rouge could tell he regretted as the nod was more enthusiastic then he needed and he rubbed at this temple for a moment.

It was then Shadow attempted to stand, before Rouge could warn him to not do so the overgrown hedgehog got to a near standing position but as soon he did a wave of dizziness hit Shadow as the speed of which he got up did not agree with his already aching head. Rouge grabbed Omega's lifeless metallic body as Shadow fell ungracefully back into the sand, somehow the gods graced Rouge with not getting a wave of sand sent in her direction this time. When the earth stopped shaking she rose from Omega's chest and looked at Shadow who was in quite an unflattering position.

Usually such a stunt would have left Shadow quite embarrassed but the towering lizard hedgehog looked confused that he had even fallen in the first place, his eyes met with Rouge’s as a dopey look fell on his face. “That was dumb” he concluded

Rouge snickered at that, “extremely dumb, how bout you lay in the sand until you more like yourself hun?” The bat advised. Shadow untangled the mess his limbs were in as he got into a more comfortable position, his body felt like a loop of noodles and the bat’s idea didn’t seem like a bad one.

“That’s a good idea, you’ve got good ideas, you're a good idea Rouge” his voice rumbled, his delirium was beginning to get funny. She knew when he was coherent he’d probably not remember today's events so she’d keep it between Omega and her unless asked. Shadow got himself back into his front and turned to Omega “he’s a good idea too”.

She suddenly remembered the offline robot and struggled as she walked over to him with hot sand fighting her as she did, he’d be mad if the bat didn’t wake him back up, Shadow watched as Rouge fumbled to send a frequency through her watch that was equivalent to getting an alarm from a phone.

“Where’s Sonic?” Shadow questioned, that surprised Rouge, did he recall his encounter with the blue hedgehog?

“I’m sure he’s home with Tails right now hun” she assured, why was he even asking?

“Okay…I’m gonna tell Sonic what a good idea he is”

Rouge whipped her head at that, she heard Shadow teleporting before she saw him leaving the spot he was previously laying at. She grabbed at her massive ears in awe that he had teleported away.

Omega awoke smoothly, his optics brightened and his body began to mechanically rise. He was none the wiser to Rouges distress as he noticed Shadow was not where he was when the robot had offlined

“What did I miss?” The robot innocently asked. Rouge turned to him, mouth agape as the silence was the only thing returned to his question

[tizeline]

Hiiii! Love your au! Okay so what do the Draxum trio think of Shelldon? With Donnie basically being like "yeah I created my first friend because I was lonely". Are they jealous of Shelldon? Do they like him?

They'd actually quite like him. Donnie's brothers are impressed with his tech skills in general, so they'd think it's really cool that he created a robot with such an advanced AI.

They would simultainiously find him kinda annoying tho lol. Shelldon has quite a bit of attitude, not to mention he's currently on the enemy team, so he absolutely has a tendency to get on their nerves. But while the Drax Bros wanna get Donnie away from April (because she's a human) and Splinter (because he's Donnie's "kidnapper") they'd be more than fine with Shelldon joining their side, if only he were willing to do so. They don't view Shelldon as "competition" like they do with April.

Donnie would never admit to his brothers that he created Shelldon out of loneliness, I don't think he'd even admit that to himself lmao. But if the bros were to find out, that would just fit into their already established idea that Donnie's childhood was nothing but tragedy and misery. They would asboluetly get all emotional and overdramatic about it, much to Donnie's annoyance.

.... Well Leo would bully him for being a lonely friendless loser, also much to Donnie's annoyance

[urpaperboy]

Desolation

A YV Fan Au created by me !! Mateo/urpaperboy !! :)

Hi !! So I made these doodles on the whiteboard that @itsargyle made and got going on here rn and well people were interested in me talking about it so here I am !!

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Welcome to Desolation, A Steampunk styled YV Fan AU !!

The Term Desolation means - a state of complete emptiness or destruction or anguished misery or loneliness.

This was fan product I created back in 2021 and have and continued growing along side a couple of my friends in the YV community, and while although I haven’t written anything about it, I know how both the story begins and ends. So let’s talk about that !!

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The Plot

Everyone has their beginnings, middles, and ends. Everyone's beginnings either start bright or tragic. In this story, we follow the life of Seth, one whose beginnings started both bright and tragic and ended bright and tragic too. Seth is the so called “proud inventor” of the town, ones who inventions are beloved by many people around him, including Alphonse, which Seth has grown to love and care for and hopes to have a future with. But when tragedy strikes amongst the two, it sends Seth down a path of Desolation. But to keep his beloveds memory alive, he invents what can only be his greatest creation and the possible escape from his grief. But with that, comes a price, that the two of them must face and pay with in Blood and Tears, and possibly Oil too.

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The Characters

Seth

- Seth in this AU of mine is the main protagonist of the story. He’s an inventor !! Again, the “proud inventor” of the town he lives in. He has made many things for everyone and even owns a small shop in the town where people can view what he is creating just by looking through a window. Although most see him as a bit of a weird person for focusing their life to the inventions, the entire town loves him !! He has made himself quite a popular one in the town. But of course, he faces his own struggles and grievances, especially now that he knows the man he fell in love with, is now gone. But with the creation of his biggest invention ever, he hopes that maybe his broken heart can be healed and made anew, but unfortunately not everyone gets that.

Alphonse/A.I.phonse

- Alphonse is technically a protagonist too but not in the way you expect. For the first few parts of the story he runs a small business of selling sugars and sweets, which is actually running very well. And (and this is completely obvious) he has a rather close relationship with Seth (hehe crush moment), but unfortunately, his story comes to an end. But when tragedy strikes, something new blooms.

Meet A.I.phonse, A Robot created in Seth’s image in the hopes to keep a small resemblance of Alphonse alive, sounds a bit psycho but I promise it’s not. Throughout the story, he is there to help Seth Process his Grief, and help him attempt to continue with His Life. He learns like a newborn child in the world, he learns about life and other things. But as he grows, the realization of existence begins to become his biggest question.

Finn/Jack

Finn and Jack are one of the closest friends Seth. They are the one who help him out whenever Alphonse can’t. Finn has his flower shop which Jack works in too. When Alphonse dies, The Two boys make it their goal to at least keep Seth happy, although it is rather difficult considering Alphonse literally dies in Seth’s Arms so it was a rather traumatic experience and definitely difficult to try and keep someone happy after that. But although the challenge is difficult, they keep trying, because who wants to see their friend sad?

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These are the other characters that are in the story but can’t really write much about at the moment

- Charlie

- Derek (he’s obviously a the antagonist)

- Jessie

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That’s currently what I can share so far !! I’ll post a character line up of all the characters when I fix them up and actually do it soooo yeah !!

If you have any questions for me about this AU, my inbox is open, I’d be happy to answer these questions !!

- Mateo ⭐️

[mistress-of-malevolence]

For this year's Mer-may (which I definitely didn't almost forget about) I present Angler Fish N & Octopus Uzi~ just the sketches though.

◀◁Possible AU details below? ▷▶ Warning: Long.

Ok, so I've never really made an AU before. Still, While I was designing these I was trying to figure out how the sea/ocean creatures would work good not just with their respective species (worker, disassembly) and abilities but also how I could integrate their pre-existing designs so that they would look nice and make sense.

First, I decided I didn't want them to be robotic for this since I like working with organic creatures a bit more. Having flesh eliminates most movement restrictions when posing since the body material is malleable. while the idea of robot mermaids is cool, I didn't feel like drawing a bunch of joints and stuff like that. Second, If they were organic then I needed to figure out why they were fighting if it wasn't for a huge human plot to destroy rouge AI. And finally, how was I going to incorporate their powers like absolute solver and other such stuff without necessarily using technology. Having all these things in the back of my head while I was drawing led to the following, so without further ado, here's that ↓. This gonna be long, I can already feel it...

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◇Story stuff.

A long time ago, merpeople ruled the water in peace. Humans kept to the land and the only thing they had to worry about were the sirens: Natural predators to the merpeople.

In the eyes of the merfolk, sirens were dangerous. Mindless, bloodthirsty monsters that couldn't be reasoned with. fortunately, their naturally heightened senses left them sensitive to sunlight. This kept them mostly contained to deeper, darker waters than the merpeople usually inhabited.

During the day it was safe to hunt, play and generally flourish as a species and at night they would hide in sea caves and other small spaces that a siren would have trouble fitting into.

That's how it was for many peaceful years. Occasionally one or two would die a victim to the monsters of the deep, but that was just nature.

But slowly as time moved forward and Humanity continued to develop, the merpeople were driven to deeper waters to escape pollution and being hunted.

Uzi's mother, Nori began having visions of a terrible fate that awaited her kind if things continued as they were and after weeks of pleading with her people and her husband to heed the warnings, she went to the sirens alone. for what reason? No one really knows. It's a mystery that only she knew the answer to.

After getting stung by the sirens paralyzing venom, her husband Khan made the heartbreaking decision to put Nori out of her misery before the sirens could do any worse, leaving him to raise their infant daughter Uzi by himself.

The incident resulted in a lot of deaths and many of the families of those that had passed blamed Nori. Saying that she was a mad woman and rumouring that she was a witch who had been meddling in dark magic that caused her to lose her mind and wander towards her death.

Seventeen years later, Uzi had grown up to be an unstable and particularly angsty teenager with a strained relationship with her colony and her father. Uzi believed that the ever-looming threat of the sirens was not something to hide from, but to confront head-on. Such notions labelled her as her mother's daughter in the worst ways possible: Crazy, an incident waiting to happen, most likely going to get eaten by a siren for reasons they will never understand.

Khan had kept the colony safe since Nori's death by having everyone hide away in a cavern big enough to house them but with an entrance so well hidden that everyone believed that the sirens would never find a way in.

Inevitably, Uzi grew tired of cowering and after fashioning the first semi-modern weapon her people had seen out of sea trash and other things humans had chosen to toss into their waters, she snuck out to confront the enemy.

The siren's lair was decorated rather grimly, with the nest seemingly fashioned out of the bones of long-dead mermaids, skulls stacked up together to make the walls of the lair. Inside the dimly lit den was a single male siren who was in the middle of feasting on a mummified corpse which looked to have been drained of all its blood.

As soon as he noticed her, he rushed toward her with killing intent. Uzi's fight or flight kicked in as she brandished her weapon, but it failed to deter the monster in his bloodthirsty craze. He grabbed her by the shoulders, stinging her with the paralyzing toxin in his Claws. Uzi barely managed to break free from his grip by slashing his face with her weapon, sending him reeling back from shock.

Uzi immediately felt her limbs growing heavier but ignored it in favour of taking the opportunity to take the Siren by surprise. While he was distracted she threw her weapon to the ceiling causing an avalanche of skulls to come crashing down on top of him. Uzi had only a moment to breathe, thinking her enemy was buried and dead before a clawed hand burst through the top of the pile like a zombie about to dig itself out of the grave.

Panic surged through her and with as much strength she could muster she pushed away the darkening of her vision and forced the few tentacles that didn't refuse to move to propel her forward with enough force to hopefully finish the job.

The siren's head burst through the pile of death with a groan of pain, but before he could do anything else, he was knocked unconscious as rock made contact with his already aching head.

All was silent for a moment, Uzi fighting for consciousness as her vision continued to darken, whether she was just crashing from the adrenaline or if the toxin was shutting her brain down she wasn't sure. but then the monster woke up, a confused look on his face as he pulled himself out of the skeletons. he blinked and turned his attention to the little creature before him.

"Did you just hit me with that rock?"

"Holy crap it talks."

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◈Extra details.

-The sirens and Humans have a deal with each other that if the humans drive the Mer-people deeper into siren territory the sirens will kill the species off in exchange for making them more powerful.

-Apparently, the humans want them dead because they are considered a threat, and can't be reasoned with.

-this is a giant lie on the human part, as they have made no attempt to talk with the merpeople and plan to kill all the sirens after the mermaids are dead.

-Rather than absolute solver being a program I'm changing it to being some form of magic that the humans discovered mermaids had after analyzing corpses that had washed ashore.

-In order to gain this power plan on reverse engineering it from the merpeople's remains while eliminating the prospective threat to humanity at the same time.

-The humans claim that they will make the sirens more powerful by implementing them with tech that will supposedly allow them to live and hunt during the day.

-This tech would actually be something of a remote detonator that once activated would be used to kill all the sirens off at once.

-I haven't decided if all sirens are angler fish, but probably not because that would be boring for me to design.

-Not all merpeople are Octopi though, that's for sure.

-I'd say that since merpeople can be the same species without necessarily being based around the same sea creature, the babies would simply take after one parent entirely.

-This would make sense in this as to why Uzi looks like the spitting image of her mom.

-While trying to figure out Absolute Solver I was really channelling Ursula for Uzi with the skull and the octopus stuff and it all just kinda resulted in sea-witch.

-Both mermaids and Sirens got bioluminescence as a default so that we don't gotta stifle that glow they got in canon.

-Since it wouldn't make sense for fish to have screens and stuff of their faces and bodies, those dark areas where the face-screen would be are just body markings now.

-Uzi's hat is now a sea anemone that just kinda chills on top of her head, kinda like how they do with crabs in real life.

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I know this was really fucking long but if you made it to the end, thank you very much for reading❤️

Im still workshopping this and I don't even know if anyone has already done something like this. I wouldn't be too surprised if they had since it's May and Mermaids are pretty popular... idk, if I make a fic I'll let you know.

[cupcakeshakesnake]

[Portal 2 AU] What happens in the derelict chamber stays in the derelict chamber

AKA the thing I said was messed up but y’all told me to post anyway.

I hope this doesn’t affect your view on the AU as a whole because I still wanna keep that thing generally lighthearted.

Warnings: Violence, blood, gore, abuse(sorta?)

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"Mr. Johnson."

The man stopped in his tracks and turned around warily. Chell's footsteps grew further and further away ahead in the abandoned space, leaving the two staring at each other.

"I get a bad feeling whenever you call me that. What do you want?"

Instead of answering, a clawed robotic hand snatched him by the scruff of his neck.

Held in a death grip, he tried to meet the unblinking yellow gaze with his one good eye. GLaDOS reached with her other hand to gather the cables spilling from around the man's neck in one clasp.

"Finally doing me in, are you? Felt like doing the one thing I've been asking you to do?" he struggled as he spoke.

"No," was the quiet reply, "we need you alive. Yet. But I can make you suffer."

Then she yanked, with a jolt, then slowly with force, until the sound of ripping skin could be heard and a thick mess of even more cables intertwined with veins and viscera started to emerge inch by inch from the back of his neck like some eldritch spinal chord.

Along came a prolonged scream, sounding relatively human at first but soon distorting into something like amplified radio static.

It would not stop.

"I just remembered," GLaDOS spoke in a low voice, not caring that his screams drowned her out.

"She told you she didn't want this. Multiple times."

She pulled the cables a little harder.

"Your Caroline. You had security drag her out."

Blood started pooling around their feet.

.

Chell was some distance away when she decided it was too much for her ears. It was not the first time she had left the two alone and heard him scream - but enough was enough. She grimaced, walking back to see a rather grisly sight.

GLaDOS held Johnson's head to her chest with one hand, the other outstretched behind him with his cables; the man was scratching helplessly at his tormentor's chassis.

Chell put a hand to GLaDOS’ outstretched arm, silently but firmly.

Stop. I can't listen to this anymore.

The android looked at her without saying anything for a whole five seconds, then slowly lowered her arm. What was pulled out of Johnson's body was haphazardly pushed back in, somehow.

Chell looked at the man and noted how different he looked. When they first found him, he was dusty and deranged, but otherwise in good shape (so to speak).

Now, bloodstains covered his tattered clothes; the skin on one of his hands was burnt clean off, revealing charred metal underneath - GLaDOS had pressed it right into a Thermal Discouragement Beam at some point; his hair was a disheveled mess with patches of brown peeking out from under sticky blotches of dark red; and one eye was gouged out, leaving only a blinking yellow light sitting in its socket - a vaguely Terminator-like appearance.

Blood trickled from his eyes, his nose, his mouth, his ears, flowed freely from the crevices circling his neck. Chell turned away.

He deserved it.

.

The man's good eye seemed to glitch for a few moments before flickering back to its usual shape. Sparks flew from the other socket. He had stopped screaming, but was still held there, limply, out of breath (in a manner of speaking).

"Oh... Mr. Johnson..."

GLaDOS spoke unexpectedly, quietly.

His undamaged eye widened, dreading whatever would happen next -

And she pulled him into an embrace.

Cradling his shaking body, his face pressed to her chestplate - stained with blood, his blood - with both arms, she continued speaking in an almost pitying manner.

"Oh... you terrible, terrible person, what have you done to yourself."

He ruled this facility, once; now, in front of her was a broken - not even a man, not even a machine, a - thing. A tangled mess of cables and flesh, electricity and blood, misery and denial.

His trembling arms returned the rigid hug despite himself, wrapping around cold metal. His shoulders began to heave.

Broken dry sobs filled the decrepit chamber.

I think I'm going to get secondhand trauma from this, Chell thought, some yards away.

[crescxntmoons]

OKAY SO I MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE WRITTEN AN INTO CUTSCENE FOR @norinenglish’s RANCHER SDV AU

I haven’t been able to get it out of my head so it all kind of just fell out. Scene is under the cut :)

The buzzing of the fluorescent overhead lights is loud in the silence of the warehouse. It’s freezing, but Jimmy’s been working for so long in this miserable place that he barely feels the cold anymore.

Jimmy glances to the side, his focus lingering on the Joja observer for just a second too long. The green light on his desk buzzes - his first warning to get back to work before a supervisor comes out to set him straight. He shakes his head and focuses on the screen again.

All around him is the sound of the lifeless husks he’s supposed to call co workers doing their own work. They’re basically Joja robots at this point; unresponsive, bland, fun-resistant bags of flesh. Its crude, but it’s reality. It’s what Joja does - the place sucks the life out of you until you’re nothing but a cog in the corporate machine.

When Jimmy first moved to the city he remembered being full of spirit. He was ready to take on the world, to make his own way in life. Then the money started running out and he had to resort to working for Joja. He’d forced himself to endure the soul sucking 9-to-5 with the intention of only working there for a few months until he found something more permanent.

That was three years ago.

Joja has a way of sucking you in. When you want to leave they offer some new bonus or minor pay rise, often barely better than what you were making before. If that doesn’t work then it’s time for the guilt trip. You feel obligated to stay because Joja helped you survive in the city up to this point. Whatever you do, you can’t leave.

Jimmy is twenty-three now and his life has gone nowhere. He had prospects as a twenty-year-old moving out on his own, he had it all going for him! Uni, a loving family, friends by his side. That was until he joined Joja, until the hours got longer and the gap between him and those he loves grew wider and wider until it’s now too far to fix.

He’s totally and utterly alone. He was given a harsh reality check moving into the city. When he couldn’t afford his rent and was almost kicked out before he marched into that small Joja branch with his resume in hand, needing work for a couple of months until there was something better. Now he’s still there, and he hates it.

The realisation comes crashing over Jimmy like a wave. He hates his life. There’s no ignoring the fact - he just hates it. Now that he thinks about it there hasn’t been a day that’s gone by where he hasn’t lamented his situation, hasn’t missed the true things in life.

Jimmy misses it all. He misses running through long grasses in the park as a kid, chasing his friends to the swingset. He misses his mum taking his hand and leading him out to the garden, spending Autumn afternoons picking blackberries. He misses reading a book in the light of an oil lamp during a thunderstorm - listening to the rain pound against the window.

A memory springs forth in his head - of a firelit cabin and his grandfather’s warm hands clasping his for the final time - and it clicks. Jimmy slowly reaches for the drawer beside him and pulls out the yellowed parchment letter with a purple wax stamp. He opens it with shaking hands.

Dear Jimmy,

If you’re reading this, you must be in dire need of a change.

The same thing happened to me, long ago. I’d lost sight of what mattered most in life… real connections with other people and nature. So I dropped everything and moved to the place I truly belong.

That emptiness you feel, the misery, that’s not what life is supposed to be like.

I’ve enclosed the deed to the place i mentioned, my pride and joy: The Ranch. It’s located in Stardew Valley, on the southern coast. It’s the perfect place to start your new life.

This was my most precious gift of all, and now it’s yours. I know you’ll honour the family, my boy.

Love, Grandpa.

PS. If young Grian is still living in town, do say hello for me. I believe he’s around your age.

Jimmy folds the letter and tucks it close to his chest, tears spilling down his cheeks. He remembers his Grandfather clearly now that the Joja fog has dissipated. It strikes him how the images of his life before Zuzu City have faded into a blur, and how empty he feels inside, living here.

He needs a change. He needs to start over.

***

It takes less than a day to get his affairs in order.

After reading the letter, Jimmy stomped into his manager’s office and quit. His house is full of rented furniture, and what he does own he can fit into a big duffle bag. He paid the last of his rent then ended his month-to-month lease with his landlord.

Now he sits at the bus stop, bundled in his Grandpa’s old cardigan, waiting for his ride into the valley. He has the barest memories of the place from when he was a child - a small, homely cabin with an expanse of painstakingly grown crops out the front, the old oak tree he used to spend his afternoons in while his Grandpa worked on the farm.

The letter is a weight in his pocket, and the words that his Grandpa wrote loop through his head like a broken record. It’s his driving force, a reminder of why he’s leaving.

This isn’t what life is supposed to be like.

Jimmy gets on the bus when it pulls into the stop, and for once, he doesn’t look back.

[prowerprojects]

Finally figured out Amy's thing in my aosth au!

You see, in aosth Sonic is... how do I say it nicely... would not be normally be frazzled by a girl's romantic advances. So I needed to give Amy something else to put her and Sonic in conflict. Her wanting to fight Robotnik wouldn't be it either, probably. He often encourages civilians to raise up against him.

And now it hit me: school! If Amy goes to school (I imagine fancy private school with uniforms), and Sonic wouldn't want her to sabotage her education to help him fight Robotnik. Even if he doesn't go to school himself. Or maybe, because of that. Tails goes sometimes, but it's obviously not fulltime, and I hc Sonic feels bad that Tails had to choose between the apprenticeship and hanging out with him, so he wouldn't want to put anyone else in this position. Amy, of course, would take it as him not respecting her or not believing in her enough (and Tails would definitely be a brat about it and not help), so there you go, conflict.

(Since it's also the au with Metal Sonic, I could go into Sonic's thoughts on being a role model and then boom – killer robot but it's only the bad parts of himself? Idk need to think on it. And yes, I am well aware there already was a robot copy of Sonic in aosth but it's different. It's actual Metal Sonic this time)

Feeling down on herself, Amy goes off and merts Scratch and Grounder, who are also in misery because Robotnik just made Metal Sonic and he does everything better than them and now they're treated even worse than before. They bond and she eventually helps them realize that they need to leave Robotnik if they ever want to be happy.

Meanwhile Sonic and Tails are fighting Metal Sonic and it's totally kicking their asses for once. (It seems like Amy, Sonic and Tails don't have character arcs in this but they totally do I'm just still working on it)

It all ends with Amy learning to balance her school life and fighting Robotnik (I also have a few ideas for a few school-related plots post-story), she makes up with Sonic and Tails (maybe Tails gives her the hammer as an apology gift). Scratch and Grounder finally leave Robotnik (this is actually the reason why I made this au in the first place, I wanted someone to take pity on them but I knew it couldn't be S&T because of their history). Metal Sonic is beaten but not yet defeated... next: Angel Island (?)

[stitchieau-the-actual-one]

After all that here’s some artists and writers you should definitely give some love too:

[botsusann]

Finally being back home after my trip means i finally get to draw more of my silly little AU Hal/Auto Responder brain rot.

He's so fucked up and such a unintentionally horrible person to another certain robot he eventually tries to restore/rebuild for company- I want to dissect and study his messed up robo-brain.

[felikatze]

ANOTHER au that has been slow cooking is the fucking dadow AU and i am thinking abt what 300yrs postcanon shadow is like

i think he's like. chill. all his friends have died five thousand times over (exaggerated) so for like the era immediately after sonic and co he had it Fuckin Rough but eventually made like new friends probably had a whole adventure saving the world as the wise old mentor of a new gen of heroes or whatever and he has had to embrace the sonic attitude of live every day as you go By Force or else he would have Fucking Imploded

so now instead of dissociating and having a mental breakdown when thinking abt his friends too hard he just gets wistful nostalgia and melancholy. good for him. i think he'd have The Most Peace over maria by then because he knows he's fulfilling her wish and protecting the world even while also living for his own enjoyment

also omega is there. and other robots probably. the new adventure of saving the world could've just also been sage going ballistic after eggman dies (of old age eventually) so she tries to conquer the world in his name or something and shadow gets closure over grief by paying the lessons he's learned forward

honestly i have not considered whether silver has another parent in this AU at all. and i think part of that is silvace's fic where shadow just. reproduces asexually. which is very funny and also in that fic i want to throw him down the stairs.

ANYWAYS. POINT IS. shadow has embraced the Transience Of All Life over the past couple decades and omega has been ship of theseus'd several times over and then shadow has a kid and wait a fucking minute. is that silver. is that silver. is that

(yes it is)

and THIS is the first time shadow gets a Fucking Crisis in thirty years because he actually recognizes someone for once and he gets full force slammed thinking abt the past and also he's thinking abt how fucked he knows silver's original childhood was so he needs to make it a point of pride to be The Best Dad Ever because. did his other timeline self just abandon his kid or what. is og future shadow dead. is he a fucking clown

so all around silver does have a decent childhood in this. his dad is Super present in his life and sometimes silver got the feeling his dad wasnt really looking at him and wow how does he know how silver's powers work this well???

but all is good until silver approaches Age 14 and shadow needs to consider how time travel works. because there is a very real chance he's gonna lose his son without the kid even dying. and he is Used To Grief but he's never experienced grief like this before. (i think in his many years he did also have a phase of not getting attached to others because he knows he'd have to grieve them later but he got over that but now he's REMINDED of it and like he's had friends family but he's only got The One Kid and wurgg.)

so he's just dreading it. considering talking to silver about this showing him the records but too afraid he's gonna box silver into an identity that might have retconned itself out of existence anyway and shadow knows what it's like to be defined by your misery so.

which of course means he spends too long pussyfooting and the Time Travelling happens and silver just shows up at the house one day with 14yrs worth of new trauma

i ran out of steam but anyways how do you connect to your son when he is both your son but also an ally you have rose tinted nostalgia for, a reminder of the first rough years of your existence and all the things you've lost and now you wonder if all the love you scrounged up to give him ever made a difference or whether it was all just doomed to end up like this

and silver gets the dilemma of how do you connect w your dad when you remember how much he loves you but also his past self got into an argument with you yesterday/three hundred years ago. and there's two versions of yourself running in parallel and one of them loves him so much and the other one doesn't even know who he is

inherently viewing each other as two different people and feeling like two different people shoved into the same perception and unwilling to let this fall apart for the half of love that's there yet so incapable of properly reconciling everything into a neat and tidy existence <3

also the sequel to that fic would be silver getting invited to a extreme gear race via dedicated silver timecapsule (it's always in the same spot and it works by putting in a message that gets sent to the future, silver reads it and goes back in time, and by him going back in time the message can be taken out of the capsule for a different one and the original message is retconned out of ever reaching the future and silver arriving in the past for whatever he was invited for becomes a minor paradox. to sonic and co it's like instant messaging because they only have to put the message in until the actual event and the timeline where they had to protect this thing doesn't exist)

anyways. when silver gets invited to something low stakes and silly, shadow decides to tag along because he wants to reconnect with his kid (who was just normal yesterday and now there is an infinitely deep rift between them) and silver cant bring himself to stop shadow (because suddenly since a day ago they're closer than ever) and what ensues is a cat and mouse conflict of silver trying to keep shadow's identity a secret from the people of the past as shadow tries to be the most obnoxious supportive dad ever

[medusapelagia]

8 Au-gust: Robots and Androids - Part 10

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11

Rating: Mature Relationship: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson WT: Android Steve Harrington, Wanted Criminal Eddie Munson, Temporary Character death [Steve], mention of previous death of characters Words: 2090

Owens and Joyce are looking at each other filled with eyes full of resentment.

“Elena.”

“It’s Joyce now.” the woman replies.

“Why did you leave us? To come here in the middle of nowhere to play doctor?”

“Fuck you Owens, you know nothing about me. I have a family and I wanted to protect them!”

“We would have protected them!”

“As you protected your own child?!”

Owens closes his mouth while Eddie looks at him surprised.

A child? Does Owens have a child?

“Come on kids, eat something, you worked hard on that android.” Hopper says putting a couple of plates in front of them.

“I miss Stevie’s cooking. I wonder if he will still be able to cook.” Will whispers.

“Everyone here seems to be in love with that android. But you promised me a story, Eddie, and now I want to hear it.”

Eddie nods and tells them what Brennan said about S.T.E.V.E. and himself.

“An android? Martin Brenner?”

“Yeah. He hides it quite well; if he hadn’t cut his own arm in front of me I would have not believed that.”

“But this means that if we manage to expose him, we could win the war!”

“We are at war?” S.T.E.V.E. is at the door, looking at them confused.

“Where is my husband? And who are you?” he asks.

“Shit.”

“Language!” S.T.E.V.E. scolds Dustin.

El gets closer to him, taking his hand “You were injured, don’t you remember? You need to rest.” she tells him, taking him back to the laboratory.

“Fuck.” Dustin swears again.

“What?!” Eddie asks, confused.

“Do you remember that he had encrypted files in his memory chip? Well, I think that they are not encrypted anymore.”

Eddie is vibrating with excitement “This is a good thing! It’s a good thing right?”

Both Dustin and Joyce glare at Eddie “How would you feel if you woke up one day and found out that you are not human anymore but you are an android?”

“But that’s what it is…”

“Eddie… he lived almost three hundred years as an android and he just woke up as a human, nothing good is going to come from such a sudden change.” Joyce states.

When El comes back she is looking really serious “I put him under. He is charging again in a stand-by mood but when he wakes up for real it’s going to be a problem.”

Dustin nods “Yeah, I was thinking of easing him into all this shit. And don’t forget that at the moment he is even missing components. He will not recognize himself either as an android or a human. God this is such a mess.”

“Maybe we should simply put him out of his misery.” Owens suggests, coldly.

“You were the one who said that he can help us win the war!” Eddie complains, but Owens smiles.

“He is not the only one who could help us, is it sweety?”

Owens’ eyes are pinned on El, while Joyce and Hopper get protectively in front of her.

“Stay away from my daughter.” Joyce growls.

“Only she is not really your daughter, is she?”

“She is mine.”

“What’s your name, honey?”

“El.”

“Which is short for…”

She remains quiet.

“I order you to give me your complete name.” Owens states and Eleven glares at him but answers.

“11KH9NHAKR.”

“Eleven, El, nice. Almost like your Stevie. Don’t you think, Ed?”

But Eddie is staring at the girl, trying to remember if he ever saw her eating or something like that but he really can’t remember.

What he remembers is how easily they pushed the android back to the repair room the first time it collapsed. It seemed too effortless, and that was because the little android was pushing the table.

Shit.

“You lied to me.” Eddie accuses her.

“No one lied to anyone and no one is going to do anything, so stop this stupid show right now.” Hopper exclaims, sitting in front of Owens “El is our kid, and I don’t give a shit about what you and your little group of weirdos think: I have no bad intentions but be assured that if you are going to say a single word about El I will not hesitate to kill you and your entire group of minions.”

“That’s what you choose, Elena? A caveman and an android girl?”

“Yes. And I already told you that it is Joyce now.”

Owens shakes his head “I’m sorry I failed you. I must have been a very bad teacher if you ended up like that.”

“Like what? Caring? And loving? What do you think will happen when you destroy all the androids, uh? Do you really think you’ll be able to rule the entire galaxy? We need the androids, that’s why we built them in the first place! We just have to find a way to live together in peace. That’s why I left your stupid group, Owens! Because I think that we can live together.”

“She is still an android, as is the boy.” the man replies pointing at El.

“She is not an android. Not… totally.”

Owens' eyes get wider “What have you done?!”

But Joyce doesn’t answer “This is the deal, Owens: we help you win your fucking stupid war and you let us be on this little planet no one cares about. Do we have a deal?”

Eddie looks at both of them, Owens' blue eyes pinned on the little girl.

“Do. We. Have. A. Deal?” Joyce spells out slowly.

Finally, Owens nods “We have a deal.”

***

The next time S.T.E.V.E. wakes up is pure agony for everyone.

He screams all day, until his vocal chip overheats and stops working, but Eddie can’t really blame him.

The poor android can’t even cry and waking up in a metal body, still convinced that you are at home with your husband three hundred years before must not be easy.

El has stayed with him all day, trying to soothe him, but the poor boy is inconsolable.

“I think it will lose his mind.” Dustin says, looking at some diagrams on his computer “You see this? Two different types of cerebral waves run at the same time. This can’t be good for his psyche.” 

Eddie nods, then looks at Dustin “Can you research something for me?”

***

When Eddie gets in the room, S.T.E.V.E. is still tied to the table, the poor thing seems without strength.

“Hey big… Stevie.” he doesn’t want to cause another crash in the system.

The android doesn’t give a sign that he has seen him.

“I did some research about your lover boy. Quite a spitfire, uh?” he projects some image on the wall in front of the android “Billy Hargrove, rich family, bad father, activist for gay rights. This is him, right?”

The android nods slowly while Eddie keeps projecting images of a blond guy holding a flag and fighting the moral police.

“And this is you. Steve Harrington, offspring of Harrington’s family. A degree in engineering and physics and a famous model. Aren’t you full of surprises?”

The android moves his mouth to say something but his vocal cords are not working.

“He is asking about Billy.” El explains to Eddie.

Eddie stares at the android for a long moment, then sighs and sits next to him, holding his metal hand into his.

“I know this might sound difficult to understand and to accept, but the images we are looking at are almost three hundred years old. Those two boys… they are not here anymore.”

“M… me?” a hurtful word finally came out from the strained mouth of the android.

“Let me tell you a story, uh? A long long time ago, there was a beautiful prince who was deeply in love with another beautiful boy. They thought their love would last forever, but the prince got really sick. This brave prince wasn’t scared about himself, he was scared of leaving his husband alone, so he asked a wizard to make a copy of himself to leave to his husband.

The wizard made the copy for the prince, but he wasn’t a white wizard, he was a black one, so he took all he learned and started to make a copy of himself to rule the galaxy forever.

When the prince’s husband discovered what the prince had done he got mad: he wanted his husband, not a copy, but when the black wizard tried to get the copy back the prince’s husband understood that he wanted to do something bad to the prince's copy, so he made numerous other copies and hid the precious one. He hid the prince’s memory deep inside the copy’s mind to keep him safe.” Eddie caresses the android face “You were loved, Stevie. You were so loved that someone made an entire battalion of other copies to hide you and I’m very sorry that now everything is confused in your mind, that you have difficulties reconnecting these two lives you lived, but you are special. You always were and you always will be and we will do our best to help you.” he promises, while the plastic eyes are still fixed on the blond figure on the wall. 

“D…”

“Yeah. He is dead.” El replies to the mouthed question “But he lives in your memories.”

The android turns his eyes, his expression so full of despair that Eddie feels like crying.

"Sleep well, sweet prince." he whispers to him, before putting him mercifully on stand-by.

***

Weeks later Eddie is still hunted like a rabid dog, while S.T.E.V.E. is getting better. Physically at least.

They have found a new arm for him and some weight for his back so that he is balanced again, but mentally, he is a mess.

He is not aggressive or dangerous, he just sits in the repair room all day, staring at a wedding picture that he can project on the wall in front of him, with no expression.

If he was human, Eddie would say that he is deeply depressed.

But he is not a human. Or an android.

He hasn't figured out what he is and the orders are still effective on him, so when Dustin commands him to get out and move some steps to keep his joints oiled, the android obeys and then comes back to the repair room.

"We can't use him. He is too broken." Owens states, while they are having a little meeting to decide the best way to expose Dr. Brenner "We need the kid."

"We are not going to put a kid in danger!" Gareth objects, he lost two siblings in the past and is really sensible on the matter.

"You have to understand once and for all that she is not a kid!" Owens explains to them for the million time.

"You just called her a kid." Eddie smirks.

"Ok, we will use the little android, is that better? Think of the public opinion's reaction! Not only is she half human but she is also a kid. It will be devastating for Brenner's public image!"

"Joyce will never let you use El, so find another idea." Eddie replies, playing with a screwdriver. He has just made some little adjustments to S.T.E.V.E. while trying to make him talk but with no success.

Owens blurts out "We can't simply declare to the world that Brenner is an android, you know that, right? We need proof!"

But both their proofs are useless: one is a kid with a very protective mother, and the other is a depressed android, so no luck.

"I'll do it."

They turn toward the android.

The fake skin is full of scars, so far from the perfect body he had when Eddie saw him for the first time, his plastic eyes are a little bit clearer, but he still seems out of his mind.

"What did you say?"

"What, the kid didn't fix my vocal cord properly?" he snarls.

This is the boy he was, trying to work things out with the android he is now, but Eddie can't help being worried about him.

"Are you sure? We don't have a plan but whatever we do, it will be dangerous."

"If you think I'll let you drag a kid to some shit like that, you are deeply mistaken." he answers sternly "I'll do what the fuck you want me to, but keep the kid out."

Ownes gets closer to him, studying the android for a long time, then he offers him his hand "Stevie, welcome to the Hellfire."

Tag list: @shunna, @yourmom-isgay I hope you enjoy it!

[darkrpfinders]

Hi, I'm Cee (26) and I'm looking for a long term 1x1 rp partner! I have a specific plot idea in mind that I've been really wanting to do, so I'd love to find a steady partner for it! 🐈‍⬛️

The main plot I've wanted to do is royalty omegaverse. Your character has taken over my char's kingdom in war, and claimed the prince as a war prize. He is, however, a rather pitiful and very traumatised man. This plot can also work with your char being a prince. I'm open to swapping details around, as long as the "my char is a war prize" jist stays.

My idea with this story would be more of a romance story, hurt and comfort, that sort of thing. I'd also love political drama, troubles within your character's kingdom - or anything with a lot of drama, angst, and high stress emotions, really. I'd especially love if this was set in omegaverse reversal, where alphas are lower class and omegas are upper class. I've been wanting to play with that dynamic.

The oc I plan to use is an alpha catboy. I'd love if your char was also a catboy. Anyway, he has a defined personality, appearance, and backstory that I will ramble to you about in DMs. I also have a lot of side characters from his past that can be relevant.

I mostly play domtop, with occasional subtop. I don't like pure smut rps, but I don't want to only fade to black - please be ok with writing scenes sometimes.

MUST HAVE: MxM, shipping, at least a bit of fantasy, dead dove themes, semi-lit to lit length, 3rd person, daily replies

LIKES: multiple threads, modern fantasy, humanoid creatures, magic and wizards, slice of life with lots of drama, angst, hurt/comfort, texting rp on the side for when we're low energy 👀

WON'T DO: incest or 🍪 (not even in backstory please), animal/child torture, FxF, space setting, robots, IRL faceclaims

Note that if something isn't listed as a "won't do", I'm open to discussion! I probably just don't have a strong feeling about it.

PLEASE BE OK WITH: suicide/self-harm (usually just idealisation and desire; sometimes failed attempts), depression and self loathing, sexual assault (usually between npc and my char, and usually nothing on screen), and gore and graphic depictions of injury or misery.

Additionally, this rp will require you to be into things like worldbuilding, playing npcs, and being willing to toss in villain characters. I can and will do all of this too, but you also have to put this stuff in.

In a partner, I'm looking for someone who can do daily replies (and tell me if things will slow down!). I also prefer a lot of ooc communication and chatter! I like to hang out and talk about the rp, our characters, or even just things I'm up to. I also love coming up with AUs and side stories and the like, and would love if you were open to listening to my ideas or even sharing your own.

Please do not interact if you ghost. If you want to drop, I want you to at least send a goodbye before you leave so I know it happened.

Thank you for reading, and please react to this post or dm me if you would like to rp together!

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[carolingarts]

William Afton is a businessman with some engineering experience who owns a robotics company- Afton Robotics LLC. He's an asshole and nobody really likes him but he's good at what he does. He's just...unlikeable because he's genuinely unhappy. He doesn't want to be a businessman he wants to be a performer.

In fact, he spent a good chunk of his life wanting to be a performer only to be shot down for being too overweight, too off-putting, too selfish, mean, etc. So he's given up and resigned himself to what he considers a life of mediocrity...

Until he meets Henry Emily.

Henry Emily is aloof, shy, and an actual genius who (to William's annoyance) doesn't use his robotic skills to make money, he just wants to make *things*. Bonding over their shared miseries, required families (Afton has a single son, Henry has a daughter.) Afton sees an opportunity to exploit the inventor...but Henry is kind and shares his work and Afton becomes transported.

Point of fact he becomes obsessed and liquidated a considerable amount of his assets in his own company, barely retaining its name, to found Fazbear Entertainment and open its first franchise, effectively running away to join the circus with Emily.

Henry and he study the building of attractions and characters with William finding a degree of interest in haunted houses and the absolute control you have over an individual in an entertainment setting.

Afton is a conman at heart, a coward shaped by a lack of people praising what few positive qualities he has (if they exist) and the notion of total control, stimulating a mind with labyrinths of sights and smells to entice people to lose their inhibitions and live in a world controlled by single groups of people, fascinated him. He pursues this side of the business while Henry focuses on technology and means of it's advancement.

William Afton has never been *well*. He is however unwell in a way Americans can overlook. He is smart, he can be charming (until you get to know him) and he has money. It is ultimately Henry who creates the monster that Afton becomes thanks to his own hubris.

(AUs presenting Afton as a masochist who enjoys being in Henry's creation are fine. The creator of this theory however, considering canon and Scott's values- I can't conceive of the guy writing a dude who becomes aroused by pain in a kid's series.)

Afton becomes the victim of 'the spring lock incident" that leaves him physically damaged and knocks what few screws he had in place loose. Something happens here.

(Okay so B7-2 talks about remnant creatures in these leaks and a lot of people assume that Andrew and Afton splitting created a 'remnant entity' when I'm pretty sure agony in incident one did it and created Eleanor.)

William isn't stupid when it comes to science. Encountering this remnant creature he wants to study it. However he can't repeat the experiment on himself (coward) and he convinces himself he can't on adults-

(But this man is a scientist he had to have tried at least once and either failed or created something he couldn't conceive of or control...like shadow bonnie and freddy.)

He's a scientist tho. This is key. He's just obsessed with entertainment. He's never been able to do it. So he has to craft a space to put the techniques he learned about manipulating the senses into practice.

A haunted house or themed attraction could be the sort of thing that makes a perfect controlled environment. Humans respond easier to smells then sounds (just ask anyone who's been in a haunted house) so he crafts a gas- a toxin- designed to create fear for him to experiment with.

He finances this by going hat-in-hand and selling the idea of a restaurant to his former partners at Afton Robotics. Stealing and 'improving' on some of Henry's designs he intends to gather the fear and study it further. He builds his lab, designs his robots theoretically to collect more once he discovers what it can do and either kidnaps or has Elizabeth and Garrett.

He does care about his kids the same way any scientist would care about any experiment - important not to kill them off before he learns what he can- but Michael his only confirmed biological kid- ends up killing his brother.

(Michael it can be argued is the only confirmed biological child since when dealing with Old Man Consequences you hear Afton screaming for him to help him in hell.

He's also the only *actual* parallel - to *charlie.* Scott has said he takes the novel trilogy from different points of view. Michael is a 'robot' with ennard in him. Charlie is also a 'robot' with ennard in him. Charlie's a relative non-entity in the games only bringing people to life. Michael Brooks is a relative non-entity who uses Golden Fredsy to communicate in the books.

Afton's experiments don't produce results, they produce further psychosis. So he ends up in a fit of madness causing the MCI looking for more up close results, producing more remnant. Then he gets spring-locked a second time and 'dies' only to be reanimated.

There you have it. My supposition for Afton's motives, his plans for his work, the how, the why.

And it makes me wonder *just how powerful* his nerve gas is and what it'd do to adults because everything is warped in the mind of a child.

(And the obvious is obvious. Fazbear is bringing back his work presumably after acquiring Afton Robotics using his tech to create real immersive environments.)

Anyway. Submitted for the approval of the midnight society and such after a whole lot of manic produced rumination. I can provide documentation if requested, just too tired rn.

[healerelowen]

Oh lookie here. Some angst.

This is basically an imagine/au where Grimora doesn’t delete Inscryption, and the Reader aka P03’s partner finds P03 decapitated except sassy gay stoat robot is dead dead, he’s gone forever, then the reader is extremely depressed afterwards. 

It’s a lot more angsty than how I just explained it.   

  Imagine coming back to the factory after a long day of running errands, only to find the place being suspiciously quiet. Instead of the factory buzzing and clanging with the sounds of machinery, everything is dead silent, not even a stir of noise as you enter. Your footsteps echo through the darkened halls, you try calling out for P03 or his workers but only to be met with the fading echo of your call. 

It was only until you stumbled upon seeing a mangled Dredger on the floor of the dredging room that your fear rose and your heart began to race. You quickly head up the lift to the melting room only to again find another bot, the Melter, torn to pieces. 

You race to the final room before the card printing room, hoping that at least one bot wasn’t dismantled, but alas your hope didn’t come true as the sight of the Inspector’s metallic parts could be found scattered across the ground. Fear and confusion was all that was running through you, and the worst of your fears had been realized when you entered the card printing room.

You noticed nobody was in the room immediately, not even P03 and the room was just as dark as the rest of the factory. You carefully approached the table where P03 sat, only to find his body laying on the cold ground with its head detached from its body which was only a few inches away. Your legs buckled and you fell onto your knees next to him, tears welling up in your eyes. P03’s screen was blank and he didn’t stir when you touched the side of its monitor affectionately like you always did. 

Silent tears falling quickly broke out into uncontrollable sobs as you hugged the body of your deceased lover tightly. This couldn’t be happening, it just couldn’t be real. The thought that a scenario like this would come to fruition had never crossed your mind, and yet here you were. 

Clinging to your love’s body while wailing and sobbing the loudest you ever have. Surely this wasn’t the end. There had to be something, anything. You both had still so much to go through together, so much potential as to where your relationship could go. 

But now that was gone, with no chance or hope of coming back. P03 and all of his workers, your partner and your friends were all…gone. 

How much more misery must there be in this world until it ends?