#ask me about his design choices. please ask me. i could ramble about it for a while

[dedusmuln]

i don't think we can "Toodles!" our way out of this one

[multiisketch]

Multi's Ramblings: A Warped Perspective

Given the attention my Mini-Comic has gotten and the fact that I've had people asking about a full AU and such, I thought I would collect my thoughts on it here.

As of right now, I don't have plans to make an extensive comic for A Warped Perspective as I am focused on Sonic Boom: Revisited currently (please check it out if you haven't! I plan to play around with Sonic's morality and transformations in that as well!) but will write and draw stuff for Warped as I have the inclination to do so.

This is going to be a long one, so I will be placing it all under the cut!

The Personality of Fleetway Super Sonic

I like to imagine if Fleetway Super Sonic ever did come to the mainline comics, he'd be a sort of... manifestation and release of Sonic's normally tempered rage. If Sonic is the wind, then Fleetway is a hurricane of unchallengeable and intense emotion. Even the smallest infraction on his person would result in an explosive response. He's not necessarily evil at first. After all, he's still Sonic. He still desires the same things, he's just incapable of gauging how severe his actions are.

For example:

Sonic likes destroying Badniks. He likes the rush fighting gives him, but he doesn't let himself relish in the destruction or defeat. He reaches down and offers his hand at the first sign of reluctance. Fleetway doesn't have the luxury of restraint. He's too blinded by his anger. He'd fight a rival like Knuckles or Shadow to the brink of death simply for standing in his way.

Sonic likes making jokes at the expense of his foes and rivals. He chuckles when he manages to throw someone off balance, but he's not cruel. It's all in good fun. Fleetway finds it all hysterical. The more appalled they look the better. He's seeking the same high, but is unable to get it without pushing boundaries well beyond their limit.

Fleetway would be Sonic's entire personality and morality weaponized until it looses all sense and becomes madness.

Eggman's 9th symphony

I think back to that line in IDW Issue #50 where Sonic says something to the effect of, "That's the problem with giving people a choice. You can't stop them from making the wrong ones." This line always stuck out to me because it almost seems like a prelude to a potential breaking point for Sonic. While Issue #50 comes long after the warp topaz is dealt with (for the most part), I think it makes for an interesting moral quandary to touch on with Fleetway. Eggman poisoned the world with the Metal Virus and some part of Sonic blames himself for that. Shadow and Espio's words did not help.

Now... Sonic, normally, is not one to let that type of talk keep him down for long. He always keeps moving. Live and Learn. But even as he moves on some part of him must still linger on what he could have done differently.

As Fleetway, Sonic's emotional dissonance is heightened. That ounce of doubt he has in his actions grows out of control along with all his other emotions. He's tired of giving people a choice only for them to make the wrong ones. And now? Now they don't get a choice. If they want to resist--if they want to stand in his way--FINE. But he's not holding back, anymore. For anyone. And he's gonna enjoy it.

How Does This Fit into IDW?

AKA the AU part

Note: this is just a general overview of what I personally think would be interesting to see. Feel free to speculate further!

Remember issue #30-32? So, take that plot, but instead of Sonic incidentally warping into Blaze's dimension with amnesia, he crashes back onto his planet in the middle of nowhere (some nice lake area). Strangely, he's still in his super form, but the Chaos Emeralds are nowhere to be found. Instead, the Warp Topaz, imbued with chaos energy has become entangled with Sonic's form. This would not be visibly on his person, but its energy effects are evident in his glowey bits and the red rings around Sonic's eyes (tbh I didn't think about the design connections between Fleetway and the Warp Topaz until just now, but it's weirdly there). Imagine how the Shadow Crystal in The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess sinks into Link. That's the imagery I've got in my head as Sonic lays in his self-made crater, unconscious. Maybe I'll draw this initial crash eventually, idk.

I think it would be cool for Dr. Starline to find him. At first, Sonic wouldn't remember anything, falling back on the original amnesia plot. Except something about his behavior is noticeably different. He's more... prone to his negative emotions and extremely skittish for the normally laid back hedgehog. His... awareness is dialed up to 11.

Starline would take care of him for a few days to analyze the effects the Warp Topaz is having on him. He would conclude that the Warp Topaz is somehow managing to maintain Sonic's super form through latent Chaos Energy while granting Sonic the abilities of the Topaz itself. This means Sonic can create portals to warp around at will. However, it has also effected Sonic's personality, intensifying all his worse aspects. Satisfied with this version of Sonic, Starline would try to manipulate him emotionally against Eggman, conveniently playing himself out to be a victim as he explains the Metal Virus, the Zeti rampage, and all the harm Eggman caused.

But... Sonic's not stupid, he's just got amnesia. As soon as he realizes Starline is conveniently leaving out his own involvement, it's game over. He doesn't kill Starline--he says it wouldn't be any fun if he did--but he does leave him with a crippled hand before rushing out to find Eggman. Because at the end of the day he's still Sonic. He still wants to stop bad people.

From there, Sonic would tear through cities looking for Eggman, calling the attention of his friends. They'd track him down. Try to talk him; remind him of who he really is. And, oh, yes, he'd remember, eventually. He'd remember everything. There'd be a soft moment for that unescapable second--a chance. But, in the end, it doesn't change anything. And that's where the real pain is. You see, he's had time to think now. He realizes why he's been so angry even without his memories. And it's because Espio and Shadow were right. He was being too soft. Not just on Eggman, but on everyone. He can see it all now though the Warp Topaz's power. The pain and suffering Eggman's caused the world over. And not just Eggman, but the everyday people. The vagabonds like Rough and Tumble or the Zeti. All the evil in the world that just eats at his planet like its nothing but a tool to be used up. He's ashamed of how blinded he was to it all. And he can fix it, now. Nobody will disturb their peace again. They won't be allowed too.

But...

But now his friends are telling him his clarity is blindness. That everyone deserves to be able to make choices for themselves. Even if they're wrong because how else are we supposed to grow and learn?

And this angers him. His hands shake. His teeth grind. They're saying this isn't him. That Sonic wouldn't do this. Their Sonic. They think he needs to be stopped. Whatever he is.

Well, who needs them? Who needs anyone? They deserve to be stepped on if that's what they think. He's so powerful now. They can see it. Are they scared? Are they scared of him? Are they all scared? They should be. They should be terrified of what he could do. Because it's frightening. It's... It's...

Is he scared, too?

Eggman attacks with his Omega Robot. Sonic rips through it like it's nothing.

Eggman's collar is wrapped tightly around his fist. He's so close to ending it all.

But... Oh man. Why is he hesitating?

Because Eggman's not scared. He just looks... disappointed?

And Sonic's laughing now. He's laughing like a madman. He can't do it. Why can't he do it? What is this? What is this?

Sonic doubles over in pain. His chest is hurting. The Warp Topaz. It wasn't built for this. The Chaos Energy fueling it is quickly beginning to dissipate. It's going to kill him. It's killing everyone. He's...

Sonic plunges his hand into his chest. It phases through, gripping the Warp Topaz inside of him. Screaming, he pulls it out.

It clatters on the pavement as Sonic slumps over. His blue hue returns. His friends gather around, checking him over. Eggman watches from a far.

That would be the end of it, right? The hurricane. It's dissipated. Sonic's... okay. Shaken, but okay. He can think straight. He can--

We're so pathetic, you know that?

There's a voice--right in Sonic's head.

The power to right all that's wrong with the world, to stop Eggman once and for all and what do you do with it? You throw it away! Just to feel better about yourself!

You might be in control, now, but next time?

Next time, I won't let you stop us.

The voice cackles as it fades with the flow of the wind. Everyone else thinks its over now because the Warp Topaz and Sonic are separated. But Sonic knows it's power created a wound inside his heart. Who know what could tear it open, again?

Couldn't be when Sonic almost gets electrocuted to death or when there's a bunch of chaos fueled crystalline structures causing havoc, could it? :)

ANYHOO

That's what I got for yah! I've been agonizing over posting this for a while, so I hope it makes sense.

Thanks for reading this far, too! I don't exactly know what to call this AU-thingy yet. If anyone has any ideas please let me know in the comments! I read every single one I get! And if you have any further questions about it, my ask box is open!

[oleander-nin]

Sugar Cookies(Rise!Donnie x Reader)

A/n: Repost because I originally wrote this on a reblog and it bothered me. Any criticism is welcome, constructive or not. This is supposed to be a gender neutral reader, so if I screwed up somewhere, please tell me.

Content Warnings: Fluff, Christmas themed

Words: 1047

Summary: You make Christmas cookies w/ the ROTTMNT guys, and you model your sugar cookie after your purple lover.

The lairs' kitchen smelled absolutely amazing and that was probably attributed to the cookies you and Michelangelo have been working on for the past half hour. Mikey smiled at you as he pulled the last batch of cookies out of the oven, they all looked perfect(except for the one dinosaur one Raph tried to make, it kind of spread out too much, but it wasn’t Christmas-y, so it doesn’t count). You quickly mix the rest of the frosting with their respective colors so everyone could start decorating, and you pull out the rest of the sprinkle containers. “You ready?” You look to Mikey who's putting the fresh cookies out on a wire rack to cool and he nods back at you.

“Let's get this party started!”

As you put the frosting into piping bags, Mikey calls everyone over, handing them paper plates as they walk into the kitchen so they can all start decorating. You take your own plate and grab one of the sugar cookies that’s shaped like a gingerbread man cutout. Donnie taps the table a couple of times to get your attention, and you both lock eyes. He grins and nods to the seat next to him. You roll your eyes at his nonverbal question, and make your way over to sit down next to him.

“Soo, what are you planning on doing?” You ask Donnie, looking down at the ornament shaped cookie he had on his plate. Donnie grins wide at your question and starts to ramble on about how he plans to perfectly decorate his cookie. You hum along as he talks, listening to his explanation as you collect the colors you want. Ready to start working on your own Christmas treat, you take a toothpick from the box in the center of the table and start spreading the green color all over the body of your gingerbread-shaped cookie.

Donnie glances over at your design choice and stops his monologue about his chosen colors to stare down at your cookie in disgust.

“Why, pray tell, are you using green to color your cookie?” His scowl makes you snort and you use the back of your hand to cover your mouth before you start laughing out loud.

“For your information, I have a plan. So boo hoo, I’m using green to color my tiny gingerbread man.” You stick your tongue out at Donnie and continue to spread the green throughout the cookie, trying to keep it as even as possible.

“I, for one, think it looks great,” Raph says, smiling over at you two, “and while it is a strange choice to color your Christmas cookie fully green, I do support you.”

“Thank you Raph, glad to hear someone appreciates my creative abilities.”

Donnie scoffs at you both before he gets distracted by Leo who, like you, is painting his entire cookie one color. Unlike you however, is the fact that his cookie is one, a snowflake, and two, bright pink. You have no idea where he got said color, as you have no recollection of making it when you and Mikey were working on the frosting.

The light conversation being made around you was comfortable background noise for you to work with, but now you purposefully hunched over your cookie a bit to try and hide it from your purple-cladded boyfriend. Mikey looks up at you when you reach across the table to grab the purple. Realizing what you're doing, a big grin comes across his face, and he slides the color over to you. Thanking him, you start on the mask and little accessories of your cookie Donnie.

Mikey kicks you from under the table and you look up at him.

“What?” You mouth to him, trying to draw as little attention to yourself from Donnie. Thankfully Leo was keeping him busy by trying to put some of the pink frosting on Donnie’s cookie and Donnie was attempting to fend him off.

“Goggles?” Mikey mouths back. He understood your want to keep it on the downlow, and you appreciated his compliance.

You shake your head yes and subtly nod over to the jar of rainbow sprinkles. “Two whites together.”

Mikey’s grin widens at your idea and nods thoughtfully. Donnie and Leo had finally stopped their petty fight, so you went back to hiding your cookie from your boyfriend's view. You could tell he noticed with the way he stared at you, but you just grinned innocently at him.

“What are you doing?” Donnie asks, trying to glance over at your cookie. “What, were you so embarrassed about your green cookie that you have to hide it now?”

“Mhmm, yup. Absolutely devastated and completely humiliated that you saw my cookie, so now I must hide it from the world.” You say, sarcasm dripping with every word. Donnie looks unimpressed with your words and rolls his eyes at you.

“Scoff, fine. If you don’t want to show me your hideous cookie, then I shall leave it be. I wouldn’t want to scar myself by looking at such a monstrosity anyways.”

You use the sprinkles to make his face and goggles, adding the finishing touches and cleaning up any wayward frosting. Happy with the result, you start cleaning up your mess. Sliding your cookie back into Donnie’s view, you wait for him to notice. Donnie must’ve sensed your staring, as he glances over at you before looking down at the cookie you made.

“Like my monstrosity?” You tease, throwing the words he used to describe you cookie back at him. You watch as Donnie gently takes the plate it’s sitting on and rotates it so he can see the cookie better.

“It’s me,” He remarks, looking down at the decorated cookie with stars in his eyes. “You made your cookie look like me.”

“Dibs on eating it.” Leo says nonchalantly. You're not sure he’s even seen it yet, as his face is still looking down at his cookie in concentration while he covers it in blue frosting to match the pink.

Donnie picks up a tube of frosting and squeezes it onto Leo’s head in retaliation, calmly wiping the frosting he got on his hands on a napkin before going back to admiring your cookie. You can’t wait to do this again next year.

[rel312]

I forgot the Miraculous Awakening movie was supposed to come out so now I’m gonna ramble about it (spoilers!):

The jumpscare of hearing Marinette sing in a completely different voice took me off guard

I’m loving actually seeing gabriel as a fashion designer and what his stuff looks like

Chloe sounds… very much not like Chloe and it’s off putting (idk if it’s a different voice actor, I’m not looking it up)

“Think you an I were meant to be” I love Alya

Emilie? This clearly in the movie??

Was that Luka I just saw next to Juleka? At school???

The black cat on the book!

Adrien looks so pretty in that shot

Are… are Nino and Adrien already friends??

Gabriel’s hair

The loss of Emilie seems to be a lot more recent/present than in the series

Ohhh it’s her birthday

The lore is very interesting in this, we’re getting a lot more that wasn’t there in the show

So the miraculous have a choice in this for their holders I guess

Fu is so funny

The moon!

Was… was the black cat a coincidence? How did it get there? I don’t think it was Plagg so what was that??

So the first akumatized victim is not a child this time

There’s a ladybug too? I’m so confused

“Who saves a life saves the world” interesting that it’s more prophecy-like

I keep forgetting this is a musical

I love the beats of the theme song though

Is- is Tikki rapping???

No transformation sequence?

So she’s aware it’s a musical?

Is the yo-yo sentient???

No Adrien and Plagg intro scene?

Adrien is so funny he’s so excited to be a hero

Pretty different ladynoir dynamic, cat noir’ not immediately smitten

“A she-ro” please no

She called him Kitty!

CARELESS WHISPER???

Now he’s smitten

“Like a dream in a dream” Adrien you have to work on your lyrics

But the moon

Fart jokes? Really?

PTFAFS

Adrien going from she’s my side kick to she’s better than me in every way

Puss in boots

“I have nothing to lose” um your son??

Gabriel villain song kinda goes hard ngl

Is he making multiple villains? I’m so lost

Are they making Mr. Mime a real villain now? Not Mylene’s dad?

Also who is this pink haired lady?

“Dr. Love” Nino I love you but you’re so wrong

So Nino already has a crush on Alya and not Marinette

Aww Tom gets to hear Marinette call him the best

Only to immediately think she’s embarrassed by him

Nino losing his glasses on the ride is legit my biggest fear when going on rides

Transformation sequence!

Where did she actually transform though? She was just in the middle of the fair

They learned to work together fast

So I guess he doesn’t need to say the word cataclysm?

I love Ferris wheels rolling around scenes

Lmao Marinette really went I’ll save your life but you’re going in the dumpster

The timeline of this movie is very confusing, Nino is in love with Alya? But wasn’t it just the first day of school? Or was it just in the middle? When did Nino and Adrien meet? I have so many questions

Was the balloon thing a person? If not who created him and how?

THEME SONG!

Are we really getting all this adrienette development in a montage?? He told her about his mom, they went to the movies, they had a double date with Alya and Nino, and were barely getting it???

I love the glitter in Cat Noir’s mask

Ladynoir moment by the moon!

Marinette stood up to Chloe!

Adrien you cannot scare a person like that

The hearts in the balcony and the moon again!

I’m loving the visuals in this movie

“For the first time I feel truly free, it’s all thanks to you” my heart!

Ladynoir seems to be the main ship of the movie and I’m not mad about it

Oh my god their dance by the moon! I knew it was coming but I love it so much!

“How could I ever think she’d fall for me” Adrien stop she does love you she just doesn’t realize it’s you

Gabriel looks like shit and I’m glad to see it

I’m glad Adrien was able to stand up to him though

She actually managed to ask him out holy shit!

I mean I know it’s sad cause he rejected her but she actually managed to do it look at her!

I… did not think her shirt was a tank top this is so weird

Hawkmoth is akumatizing himself???

Careless Whisper again??? Are the writers ok??

Did they really need the takeout death?

The- the moth miraculous just… ate the ladybug miraculous???

I guess they don’t quite have cataclysm and lucky charm, their powers work a bit differently

Gabriel’s face at seeing Adrien, now you finally see what you’ve done you SOB

I’m glad they get to reconcile

So she can just… fix everything without a lucky charm??

Her dress is so pretty!

And she’s not wearing a mask!

The reveal in this is so interesting but pretty cute!

The way she took off his mask and put it on her was so freaking cute!

Really? Cut to the end right before the kiss??

So he does have Emilie in the basement?

Wait a minute I don’t think we ever got to see Chloe and Adrien interact in the movie lmao

The movie started a bit more cheesy and childish but overall they did a pretty good job of telling the story. The visuals were stunning, though the story was a bit rushed but they did a good job. There wasn’t quite enough time to develop the characters and their dynamics but they did the best they could with the time they had. The person who did Marinette’s singing voice was amazing, but I wish they found someone who sounded more like Marinette if they couldn’t use the same voice actress. The lore was a bit different but I kind of like it better than how much we started getting in later seasons, I just wish we got a bit more explanation on some things cause we don’t have the show to give us answers anymore. The only reason I feel like this ending with gabriel and Adrien works is because they didn’t have as much of an abusive relationship and he actually had a chance to redeem himself, but I’m glad he has to actually deal with the consequences. I know there are tons of fanfics about it but it’s so sad that while Marinette knew who Adrien was, he had no idea if he’d ever see Ladybug again but I’m glad that got resolved pretty quickly. I’m confused on what they want to do next cause they clearly were setting up for some kind of sequel but gabriel is already out as Hawkmoth and Nathalie only helped him during that time but I guess we’d just have to wait and see.

[toska-writes]

hello! i was reading your random clone headcanons and loved the little bit with tech where he teaches the reader game strategies and they end up beating him and everyone teases him, it was really cute and i was wondering if you could expand on that? (i’m grieving from the finale and need comfort 💔)

I couldn’t not do this one! I feel you ❤️

“Rematch”

Paring: Tech x GN padawan reader (PLATONIC WOO HOO)

Warning: no spoilers for season 2! Also it’s not proof read because I’m at Universal! But it will be later

Word count: 1437

Notes: Please please please enjoy! This one went better than I thought!

"Hmm that won't be very sufficient move on your part." You heard that phrase over and over again from the man that sat across the table for you.

Once again you let out a groan and slid back into your seat. "This is the stupidest game in the entire galaxy!" You threw your arms up.

"Now I would strongly disagree with that statement but I understand your frustration, Dejarik was quite the challenge when I first started." Tech pushed up his googles further up his nose as he tried to reassure you.

"Let me guess it only took you about a day to actually get good and win." You sat back trying to figure out another move to do.

"Well more like an hour but it's hardly the point." He mumbled to himself, his focus was put back to the holotable after you made a move.

With a few clicks of the buttons his characters seemed to completely wipe out your own.

He won once again.

"Tech I tried. Tried to learn your strategies, how to read the board, how to map out your choice and opponent but I still can't win!" You rambled on slumping down and resting your head on the table.

You heard him shuffle around the table before he sat down next to you, the seat definitely wasn't big enough and you felt him start to slip off multiple times.

"I'm sure you'll get it." He wrapped an arm around your shoulder but you still refused to look up. "Maybe a few practices games are in order."

You looked to him now, your face seemed very defeated. "Who did you have in mind? I'm assuming it's not going to be you."

Wrecker was more than happy to play.

Sure he need a reminder and a small nudge in the right direction but the game was underway.

Crosshair at one point even joined tech in walking the game, from the corner of your eye you could see some hand motions hinting at a move you should try next.

It's not cheating really.

Wrecker slammed his fist on the table making the holographs flicker for a second, but the smile never left his face.

Tech clapped you on the shoulder, his own smirk on his face. "That was quite adequate y/n"

"You think I'm ready to go back up against you?" You asked looking up to him as wrecked left his seat.

Tech put his other hand out quickly. "Maybe another gave would ready you more." He smiled a little.

You looked across the table once again about to ask Tech who else you'd go against but was met with Crosshair sitting across from you.

He sat with one knee bent on the chair and a tooth pick in his mouth. His smirk was the one he normally wore.

"I have my money of Y/N." Hunter came in now, since everyone else in the squad was transfixed by this game he assumed so should he.

"We'll see." Crosshair muttered resetting the table then tacking his first move.

The game played out like normal. Trying to recall everything Tech has tried to reach you over the last few days of your time off. You glanced at him a few times though out your moves.

He didn't give you any hints as 'those would not benefit you in the long run.' As he would put it, but you could see the nods he made as he calculated your own moves.

You looked up to Cross as he stared at the table for a few seconds then his eyes darted to the button. You realized at this moment you made a huge mistake on your last turn.

You hoped Crosshair didn't see it. But hoping for that was like hoping that fish won't swim in water. He was the sniper for makers sake, designed for his amazing eyes.

His hands hovered for a moment before he made his decision and taped a button.

You threw your head back for the millionth time today, but staring down the board was completely different.

You looked to Crosshair as he shifted in his seat. He met your eyes then said. "Gonna make your move kid." Laced with a venomous sound but you knew better that this was all fun and games.

You glanced back to Tech where he was still looking at the board. He gave you a quick shrug and gestured for you to finish the game.

"WOOO." Wrecker sounded for behind you while clasping (a not very gentle) hand on to your shoulder.

You flashed a cheeky smile at the sniper and in return you got a eye roll, but the smirk still remained on his face.

"Unless Hunter wants to step in I think I'll go against you once again." Tech stepped to the side as Crosshair vacated the seat, checking for Hunter and earning a shake of his head he sat down.

You smiled at him as you cracked your fingers "Ready for the rematch for your life?" You asked.

Cheers broke out from Wrecker again and a animated sigh left Hunter as he came up to the table to watch just like the others.

"I'm not sure I can accurately say this will be 'the' rematch but I am ready none the less." He started up the table once again, just like he did for the past days. You were pretty sure the motion of him doing it would be in your nightmares.

The first moves of the game were pretty routinely, you remembered from the previous games that when playing you Tech normally took the defensive trying to pinch you from the middle.

You attacked and countered for the most part, coming down to the last few holograms left. Unfortunately Tech strategy was working as you normally could only put it off when you had more pieces on the board.

Two of Techs characters moved with his next run taking out one of your only few left. With the remaining two characters on your side you needed some sort of plan.

That's when you noticed Tech missed one detail when carefully looking over his move choices, looking up you could see the realization hit his face.

At this moment you knew that Tech wasn't going to go easy on you and just let you win.

"Ohhh yeahh. You got 'em now." Wrecker

You stared for a moment if this was really true, Tech has beat you in the same way every time but now you finally got him.

You quickly clicked the buttons in front of you before Tech tries to take back his move or something.

With that the two beast you had left walked over and completely clobbered the rest of Techs leaving you victorious.

You jumped up quickly with your hands up in the air. Looking around Hunters mouth was slightly open, Crosshair had a small smile on his face and Wrecker had an even bigger one.

Tech sat for a moment. His eyes scanned the empty table trying to do what he does best and calculate where you got the jump on him.

“That- that was well played Y/N” He started looking up to you.

For a moment you thought he was disappointed or even upset that he lost but a smile returned to his face as he said. “Of course now with that new information and tactic I just witnessed I think a rematch some other time will do nicely.”

“You got it Tech.” You jumped up from your seat and traveled around the table so you could rest your arm on Techs shoulder. “Of course I’ll beat you again but that’s not the point here.”

Tech and the rest of Clone Force 99 let out small laughs as they came around the two of you.

Tech would most likely beat you again but you had to hold this victory above his head as long as you could.

Update: Tech realized he made one of the biggest mistakes of his life and that if he doesn’t play you again soon he might explode.

In missions “oh yea the same strategy I used to beat you got it Tech” or in the ship. “Whatcha doing on that datapad Techy. Looking for ways to beat me I see.”

It didn’t end- it was also his brothers too. Tech couldn’t remember the days where this wasn’t constantly brought up.

Tech could last a few more days though- seeing the smile it brought you to boost about it made the pain worth it.

Maybe, just maybe you would beat him again.

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[bellafragolina]

*bursts in through the sliding glass door*

My beautiful, darling strawberry~

Do you remember the gargoyle!Emmet thing you did around Halloween last year? For the monster + quote prompts?

Could I please request a continuation of that? 😩💕

~Spark💥

oh for sure!! here's the prompt, for those curious!

🍓🍓🍓

Emmet is new to being, well, alive again. Sure, he was aware of himself all those years, but thinking and actually moving are two different things. His body isn't the most flexible, made out of stone as it is, but he's so happy to be alive that a little stiffness doesn't seem to bother him.

Since living gargoyles aren't exactly a common sight in your city, Emmet sadly stays at home. Not that he has much of a choice, as you both discover, rather terrifyingly, that he crumbles easily when doused in sunlight. So until night falls, he stays within your home with the blinds drawn, eagerly awaiting you return.

"Darling!" Emmet cries, when the door opens. You giggle, arms open and ready for your lumbering lover's embrace. Emmet stumbles up to you, scooping you up into his arms to swing around, side to side. "You are home!"

"I am!" You sing, peppering his cold face in kisses.

Emmet beams at you, hurrying you back into the house to the dark abode that is your bedroom. He's created a sort of den ever since he moved in, a mess of blankets and pillows with snacks and drinks stashed between the layers. He says it's a natural instinct, but you suspect it's only so you'll never have to get up from your designated cuddle times for sustenance.

You're laid into the bed with careful precision. Emmet climbs in after you, limbs moving slow as he settles to not accidentally crush you in any way. He's cried over the bruises he's accidentally given you before, and refuses to entertain the chance again, if he can help it. Thus it takes a bit of time before he's finally settled down next to you, his wings a shield against the outside world.

Nothing but you and him remains.

"You are home." Emmet says again, his face content as you curl up into him. He's surprisingly warm, and you wonder if he's been stealing your heating pad to make himself such. "I missed you."

"I missed you too." You hum, sighing. "Wish you could come with me."

"Me too." Emmet nuzzles his nose into your hair. You asked him, once, about his senses. Touch, taste, smell, and the rest appear to be heavily muted, due to his being stone. His eyesight is the only keen thing about him, followed by his hearing. "Wish the sun wasn't. . . bad for me."

"We'll go out tonight." You soothe him, running your hands over his literally chiseled body. Whoever sculpted him did a good job. His features, while sharp, are incredibly handsome. And easy to kiss on, which is what you do. "We'll do something fun, yeah? Whatever you want."

Emmet trills. Your kisses are returned tenfold, to every piece of skin that Emmet can reach, while he rambles about this and that he's seen on the TV. His head is heavy against your chest, but it's a comforting weight. You stroke his hair, molded as it is, and bask in his love.

While not perfect, it's more than you could've ever ask for. Even if the whole "living gargoyle" part was unplanned.

🍓🍓🍓

i love gargoyle emmet so much thank you for requesting him again!! he's so excited to see the world and be with you!!! he's so happy <3

~Renee

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

lmao how about ben with an s/o or a friend reader (up to u decide s/o or friend) who plays an instrument? like wld he ask them to play his video game soundtracks 😂

Thank you for the ben request even if you didnt really want it 🙏 😌

Thank you so much for requesting!!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Ben isn't huge on traditional music

When he listens to music, it's mostly hyperpop and metal

And occasionally Megan Thee Stallion but don't tell him I told you that

If you play some sort of string instrument, he would love to watch you play

Since he has tiny little baby hands, it truly is mind boggling to him to watch you spread your fingers so far apart while you strum softly

He knows a few riffs himself

If you ask nicely enough he may play you some

If you play something brass, he'd like to inquire about how you hold your breath for so long

Sometimes he tries to hold his breath with you just to see if he could do it

If you play percussion

Oh boy if you play percussion

(Intense cymbal banging at 3 am)

Please, forgive him

AND OH MY GOD DO NOT GET HIM STARTED ON WOODWINDS

"Can you play the ocariNa"

He makes you play everysingle song from the ocarina of time

You don't have a choice <333

Same thing if you can play the harp

"Play the great fairy fountain, y/n 🙏"

If you can play the electric guitar, he makes you play various sonic soundtracks

Again, you don't have a choice

All around, he adores your talent and tries to listen to you play whenever he can

He's going to mess around with your instrument at least once so if it's expensive please put it somewhere up high

He will snap something in half, i promise you

If your instrument is able to be designed or customized in any way, he is absolutely going to get all in on that

He will add stickers on your case, he will paint your sticks, he will doodle on your note sheets

The whole nine

Sometimes he does get bored with it though

Like if you are trying to learn a new song or something instead of focusing on him

He will sigh and flop next to you dramatically, rambling about how "you never pay me any attention" and "i thought you loved me"

Just ignore him

Everyone else does </3

If you are in a band or play on stage, he gets really excited about it

Please take him with you to your gigs

He'll be good, pinky promise

He cheers for you from backstage

He's your number one fan, of course

[majorproblems77]

Hi! Its time for a Recalled update! :D

Ive been following this comic for a while and i really enjoy the concept for it, I highly recommend you go and check it out over at @recalled11.

It's an interesting take on the links meet idea and i love the art style and the character designs.

Now, this is a rambly post, no I'm not sorry. Please sit with me, grab some popcorn and some hot chocolate or a hot drink of choice. Prepare to sit for like 30 minutes :D

Also prepare for blorbo hype cause he's here too :D

Lets get started!

All panels belong to @recalled11 thanks for the permission! :D

Alright here we go!!!

First off, it must must be said.

These backgrounds are incredible. like, oh yes oh hell yeah *chefs kiss* I love them.

So at first i was a little confused about the glowing eye, i was looking back at the other pages and back to here and thinking about if it's just a Wild thing. Which would make sense right?

Then they throw this curve ball

MAIN QUEST EYE GLOW, IS HE THE MAIN CHARACTER? DO THEY ALL HAVE THE GLOW EYEBALL OF QUEST TRACKING?

I DONT KNOW YET BUT I'LL FIND OUT.

Man's like, bionic? eye is doing work for us and I'm here for it. the blue glow as well, yes. Just yes.

Also with this panel. We know each of the arrows while a Link is holding it points to a Link. The same goes for Zelda.

And i've been brainstorming who is who.

So, If I've got this right, based off what i could figure out in panels where the compass appears.

Mainly this one

From directionless 2

White (Blue white?) - Wild

Green - Time

Blue - Captain

And now

Yellow - Sky

Let me know if you think it's different! :D

Moving on!

The detail in this is making me so excited, I'm wondering what it means when an arrow acts like this. Is it travelling towards the compass? It is exclusive to just Sky's point? Little thunderbolts spark from it.

Maybe im reading too far into this but the others dont do this, so Im definitely intrigued by this!

I love a full-body shot of anyone, and I love how Wild looks! The little poncho and the details with the scaring!

Now...

BIRB BIRB BIRB

MY BELOVED LOFTWINGS :DDDDDDD

Now I've not found any official names for the loftwings yet, I personally use Crimson and Luna. And will differ to these unless told otherwise. But if there are official names please please tell me! :D

Also is this the camera attachment? A zoom feature? I figure we are gonna see more of wilds ability as we go through but I'm thoroughly enjoying finding out what he can do!

This is the correct reaction when you see a GIANT BIRD flying at you at speed. The people of Wild's world have been through so much at this point the assumption of another monster first its absolutely fair.

HIM

THE BIRB

NDKJSAGNJKFDLSBGKJ;DAFD

When I tell you I had happy clappy hands at this panel I mean my phone fell to the floor with more than a thud.

There's a lot to unpack here, first the reigns with that little gold detailing from the clasp. The saddle? Is it a saddle for loftwings? The leather straps around Link's loftwings.

And Sky's design!

If you know me you know that SKSW is my fave game and that SS link if my fave in pretty much every AU that i encounter. This one is no exception

I'll go into detail later, when we have the detailed screenshots. But just look at my boy!

Also the goggles were a nice touch! It just makes sense for them to wear them, they fly so damn fast imagine the dust.

Captain is a fight first ask questions later, man is ready to go!

Crimson is out here getting half pages and he deserves every inch of space he gets. Such an extra boy and i love him. The details with the feathers flying from both of them too. I love it. I love them

Loftwings my beloved!

Shout out to Zelda for landing Luna not right in the way of everyone, Sky please. Your scaring the adults. The kids think it's cool and want a ride.

But the detailing on the feathers and the eyes even from this far is just incredible.

Crimson please, your scaring the adults. Im here for just the amount of people in lookout landing who sprung to its defense.

While wild is just up here chilling out, This is a totally normal Tuesday!

this reminds me of my chill cat and it makes me love Zelda's loftwing even more. Just a birb chilling.

And this reminds me of my other cat. Loud noises!

Are loftwings in this universe just giant cats? Two types, Chill and crazy.

The real mvp right here. He is ready to fight the big bird.

From a later panel, we can see that the one at the back here is Captain. This means he not only drew his sword he was straight-up ready to fight by this point. He is fast!

Sky my beloved, god I love his design so much.

Also captain's face, He's seen the green tunic and is like. Well, its another child to add to our collection better put the sword away before he does something.

Yes malon, yes they are! And they are wonderful! :D

Time looks worried, is Time afraid of birds? My understanding of oot is that he and the owl were friends?

My fave panel, the best boy with best birb.

Crimson totally knows this is a comic and breaks the forth wall to smile at the reader as well as the others in lookout landing. I love the details here. I love him so much.

He know's he is stunning and will flaunt it every opportunity he gets

Also Sky and Sun having matching sailcloths? I am in love. I love them both.

I'm gonna mention the feathers now too. I love the details of them having their loftwing feathers in their hair as like a head dress. That's such a cool idea i love it!

These two panels had me laughing I wont lie.

First off, Sun responds to Hylia. That is the face of someone who's heard their name. Second off, Flower is a mood. running out of bed with a sword, questions later style.

The detail on Zelda's loftwing too. Such a pretty creature. So well-behaved.

Also, Zelda(flower) asking captain what's happening and the link responds rather than one of her captains.

I really like captain, He's a chill guy. while Sky is just confused. Really cool of captain to be the one to introduce first, he seems to be the one who will be the main referral when it comes to authority. I assume he will be the one who introduces first for all of them.

Time for me to be excited about their designs.

Skyloftian goggles, I love it. It just makes so much sense.

I love Sun, Her dress, the way she's got an sailcloth wrapped around her shoulders like that, the way she's got loftwing feathers not only behind her ears but at the end of her longest braid too. I'm very excited to see more with her.

And Sky! where do i start without going on a twenty minute rampage about him. The way he's got his sailcloth around one shoulder like that. I assume to make it easier to use if he ever needs to use it to land. The loftwing feather hanging off his belt. (Which I notice Zelda doesn't have. Is this just a him thing?)

I can't get over the headdress with the loft wing feathers. Is that a skyloftian thing? Is it ceremonial? Is it because they wanted matching headgear?

I want to know more about Skyloftians in this universe.

Also totally not Sky being an absolute cinnamon roll. Beloved. I love him.

Time and Malon are an absolute mood. time just existing in a state of confusion. And Malon being excited about loftwings. Me too malon, Me too! Let Malon ride one of the loft wings as soon as possible.

Captain behaving like a dad already. Gives me 'Where is the wild child' vibes. Which is funny, cause Wild is older than him.

Oh and I will mention the scars on Sky's face, I love the scars that they all have. It's all so detailed. Sky's lightning, Captain's burns. And the two cuts on his face.

The fact that this is an expression at all, let alone one that the rest of them are not going to understand cause you know, No remlits on the surface. Poor cinnamon roll man is confused.

Again chill dude with all the friends, i love Captain so much. He's just here to help you out.

Oh man, I enjoyed this update, this was good. I love Sky he is wonderful.

Im sure she can and im very excited to see what's next!

thanks for listening to me ramble for so long. I'm gonna get something to eat and you should too.

See you later! :D

[drenched-in-sunlight]

Hi! I really loved your newest comic about 621 getting kidnapped and brainwashed after the snow worm mission and it honestly got me invested in the mecha game I would have otherwise ignored.

I just adore your character design and especially what you did with 216.

Like Raven usually wears a mouth mask or has it otherwise covered (kind of how you sometimes have to muzzle an aggressive dog) and clothes that are way to big on them

But now that they work with Snail and Freud they wear a lot more accessories (the shiny earrings and the golden parts on their suit) and wear more revealing clothes (the midriff and boob window)

It's a nice nod that they aren't Walters hound anymore, but moreover a bird of prey.

Sorry if I was rambling, but your art is just amazing

augghhh i love it when ppl point those details out, it's great to see that my design choice could be noticed !!! there's no need to be sorry at all, i've been having a lot of fun reading through your comments and messages! they really fill me with motivation!!!

AND IT'S ALWAYS INSANE WHEN I GET MESSAGES TELLING ME MY ART GET PPL TO CHECK OUT AC6 CUZ WOW!! it makes me really happy!!! pls check out this lil robot game ,,,,

(and to answer your other ask it's ok to do fanwork based on my design! the only thing i ask is to credit my blog and maybe send me a link so i can check them out too! :D and to please keep the relationships as i draw them, i don't mind other pairings but if it's my design i'd prefer the ships i've drawn~)

[crystallizsch]

Hello Ian! ♡

I hope you're doing well! ♡

I saw the Twst ask game you reblogged, and I was wondering if I could ask questions 11 and 12 please!

Thank you! ♡

hi hi sheep!! :DD thank you! i hope you're doing well too!! 💕 and thank you so much for the ask as well!

(also i know the questions didn't need me to explain why but i wanted to hdlsjflk i kinda rambled)

━━━━━━✦ 11. Favorite character from each dorm?

Heartslabyul: Riddle augh i love riddle his ob flashback really hit hard for being the first one was sobbing at it bc it hit a bit close to home 😭 and it doesn't help that the VAs are really good too so their lines just REALLY HIT other than that i just love his entire alice-in-wonderland queen-of-hearts aesthetic! i think his design is just very pretty

Savanaclaw: Leona other than heehee hoohoo pretty lion man i kind of relate to him as well??? he has this "i give up, what's the point" attitude but at the same time i believe there's still something at the back of his mind that still wants and believes there's "hope" of being something more that's just how i interpret his character tbh bro also seems to have a soft spot for the first years (jack and epel specifically i believe) and i think that's cute

Octavinelle: Jade i honestly just like the idea that he might be more insane than floyd but people assume he's the more reserved twin because of how he carries himself

Scarabia: Jamil *looks at entire blog* sigh i ;;; i cant, i cannot write an essay -

Pomefiore: Vil i saw that the EN version apparently assassinated his character??? but idk i really like him because from what i see, vil sees the potential in everyone and he doesn't like it when people don't try to be their best self and people assume that he's really confident and thinks highly of himself but even HE knows he's not perfect (which is like the whole conflict in book 5 i think) but anyways uhhh vil pretty man he's pretty

Ignihyde: Ortho ortho my baby boy he's just really cute .w. he's just as unhinged as his brother tbh ortho is just more innocent in a sense

Diasomnia: Silver aurora was like my favorite disney princess as a kid and silver is just ough so sweet ;;; it doesn't help that i got his ssr during his showcase and i fell in love with his vignette and his part in book 7??? I'm 😭 he's honestly so cute and HIS EYES??? so pretty

━━━━━━✦ 12. Least favorite character from each dorm?

Heartslabyul: Trey i just don't feel too strongly about trey in general ;;; and out of the five i think he's the most uninteresting one to me??? i do like his dynamic with riddle but by himself ;;; he's just a guy 🧍

Savanaclaw: Jack he's also just a guy to me 🧍🧍🧍

Octavinelle: Floyd to be honest my feelings about the octatrio are pretty neutral so in terms of favorites they're all on the same level ;;; but to explain, i chose floyd because i kind of disliked him in the beginning but i learned to appreciate his character more until he's in the same level as azul and jade

Scarabia: Kalim KALIM IS LIKE A CLOSE SECOND TO JAMIL IN TERMS OF FAVORITE and considering they're just two people i really have no other choice - kalim ;;; my beloved sunshine boy it's weird labeling you as least favorite scarabia character

Pomefiore: Rook rook is another level of UNHINGED omg i like seeing how others interpret him though, it's so funny amping up his stalkerish behavior, which is the thing that really puts me off about him but i do like that he sees the beauty in everything that's like the only redeeming quality i can think of for him hfdksjfldj

Ignihyde: Idia another instance of having no other choice because it's only two characters in the dorm 😭 the only reason i chose him here is because i disliked idia at first because of his ;;; tendencies in general but he's kinda grown on me recently especially after book 6

Diasomnia: Sebek i have ;;; mixed feelings about sebek tbh didn't like him at first but book 7 and interpretations of him had me thinking a bit differently i think i just like him in the context of the rest of the diasomnia cast ;;;

━━━━━━✦ (ask game here! feel free to send me more!)

[nepobabyeurydice]

Happy birthday Annabeth, again! Here’s your birthday fic!

About this fic:

Portrays minor (Annabeth) smoking, and minor eating disorder with Annabeth abstaining from eating until Percy encourages her to due to getting flashbacks about Luke and throwing up regularly. This does not happen on screen on the fic but is mentioned. This fic is sweet, but also titan war trauma yk

Word Count: 899 Words

On Ao3

Title: Love and Smoke

Smoking is Annabeth’s way of pretending everything is fine. Life isn’t consistent, in fact, it’s hell on her perfect plans, something that will never be the same one day to the next. Addiction is, though, those ten minutes she can steal for the rush of nicotine in her body, and the smoke in her lungs. Percy doesn’t mind the smell, alcohol is what makes him shudder and turn away, queasy from it on someone’s breath. Uncleanliness and the scent of cheap beer are his problems, and Annabeth respects and loves him enough to abstain for him.

They’re only sixteen, drunk off the relief of not having died in the war, high off the realization they love each other the same way. Annabeth’s desperate smoke breaks that had clouded all of June in a haze and July in grief, had become moments of sitting next to Percy as he talked, and she smoked, listening to his ramblings with an amused smile.

It’s September, she should be in California with her father, in Boston with Uncle Randolph, in school with Drew and Lacy. Instead, she’s here at Percy and Sally’s apartment roof, a makeshift ashtray on the concrete, a book in hand while she skipped the last class of the day. Percy got out before her, most days, if there wasn’t a fight the school wanted to blame him for. Nicotine helped her focus, and ignore the hunger gnawing at her stomach, she could pretend it was a choice to ignore it instead of the fact that she doesn’t have enough money to buy food when she was busy saving up for Percy’s Christmas gift. The cigarettes didn’t count, they were stolen anyway.

“Hey,” Percy called as he opened the door, and Annabeth pulled off her invisibility cap to shoot him a smile. She put out her cigarette with a pang of regret. “You skipping again?”

“It’s only Japanese.” Annabeth said, shrugging. “I can already speak it thanks to Nestor.”

Percy’s brow furrowed cutely. “Nestor… Akimichi, right? Your brother, the sculptor one.”

Annabeth nodded, pleased by his new attentiveness to her siblings. Percy had always struggled with remembering people’s names, especially since those at Camp Half-Blood who were godly siblings shared traits that would’ve made them distinct otherwise in the mortal world.

Percy beamed, clearly pleased he got it correctly and his eyes, beautiful and blue, flicked down to her lips, his own pink parting.

He wants to kiss me, Annabeth thought, butterflies and hunger fluttering in her stomach. It had been a month, but everything felt so new and delicate, like one of Julieta’s mosaics, or a design too new and untested to be sure it could withstand the grand nature of natural disasters and daily life.

Annabeth held out a hand to Percy, and he laughed, hauling her up, sending more butterflies fluttering through her. She got her feet under her, grabbing her book, Ares’s Wish List For His New Crib On Mount Olympus, and tucked her hat into her pants, which made Percy flush.

“Are we going to the park or do you need help with your homework?” Annabeth asked, shoving her hands into her pockets, wishing she was brave enough to take the initiative by kissing Percy right now, but—

But, she was afraid of him crumbling in her hands, that the Styx would come take him from her, that the universe would call out “Sike” and snatch away what she loved once again.

“Have you eaten?” Percy asked, eyes fixed on her face, looking for the slightest bit of a lie.

“Yes,” Annabeth lied, a cigarette counted.

Percy’s eyes narrowed. “Liar,” he accused, and grabbed her hand with the gentlest hold she had ever felt. He led her down the stairs as Annabeth considered which protest would get her out of wasting his and Sally’s cooking, but Percy was determined.

“Percy,” she said anyway. “I really can’t keep anything down long enough—”

“At least an apple,” he pleaded as he unlocked the apartment. “Just a little bit, Wise Girl, I know the cigarettes help, but you need to eat something too.”

Annabeth’s lips twisted, but she couldn’t say no when she saw his blue eyes tear up. She didn’t want to make Percy cry. “Alright, something small, then we can go to the library or a museum.”

Something that wasn’t associated with Luke, the war, or the grave she thought she’d have to make.

Annabeth walked into the Jackson’s apartment, small, but warm, with the cushiest olive green sofa Annabeth had ever seen, and a thick beige blanket placed on the back. Percy ushered her to the sofa before darting to the kitchen and returning with an apple, part-skim mozzarella cheese sticks, and a granola bar.

“Eat,” he prompted, opening the cheese stick slip, and wagging it beneath Annabeth’s mouth. He looked, desperate, almost, and Annabeth felt guilt swell in her chest. She took a bite, and found herself ravenous. She snatched the cheese stick from his hands and sunk her teeth, barely tasting it, as she swallowed it whole. Percy already had another one for her, and she ate it with as much fierceness as the one prior.

She ate the apple and the granola bar, and another cheese stick, and flushed when she realized she had left nothing for Percy. “I’m sorry.” Annabeth said, ashamed.

“Don’t worry,” Percy said, “they were meant for you.”

[wouldntyou-liketoknow]

A Fictional AI Argument That No-One Asked For

Heads up, this is gonna be a long one (even though it’s just mindless rambling).

Okay, so, I didn’t really watch the Streamys—sue me, I was busy with personal stuff—but I did still catch those couple moments of AI-Pat. 

And it should go without saying that I am deeply unsettled by AI-Pat. No shame to Matt for the idea; AI bots with the constant head-tilting, barely-moving-mouth design have just  always weirded me out.

HOWEVER. . .one does not simply get zero vague inspiration from an evil robotic character. 

Now, I don’t know for sure if Mark was an actual AI-esque ego. It wouldn’t surprise me, but if he does, it’s probably an unofficial ego. I was re-listening to Distractible last night, and during the smalltalk of one episode, Mark started talking about AI in a creepy way.

Yes, this is going exactly where you probably think it’s going.

Recently, Doctor Who clips have started popping up on my YouTube recommendations. Particularly one from Doomsday. Y’know, the episode with that hilarious argument between the Daleks and the Cybermen. 

Lo and behold, I almost lost sleep imagining that scenario between AI-Pat and AIplier. Like, just think: the AIs are respectively “chasing” other characters (maybe even Matt and Mark themselves) via jumping from electronic to electronic. Eventually, they both enter a room with several monitors on the walls. . .and give pause once they see each other. 

AI-Pat: Identify yourself!

AIplier: You will identify first!

AI-Pat: State your identity!

AIplier: YOU WILL IDENTIFY FIRST!

AI-Pat: IDENTIFY!

AIplier: Aggression can be entertaining in most cases, but that’s only when the humans are showing it. You will modify.

AI-Pat: EgoPats don’t take orders.

AIplier: HA! You’ve identified yourself as an “EgoPat.”

AI-Pat: *eyes twitch, one after the other. The twitching goes on for an uncomfortably long few seconds* Well, my sensors have outlined you as part of the invasive species known as “Ipliers.”

AIplier: Our hosts are similar, though your design is lacking in context. 

AI-Pat: You have no room to talk. In any case, EgoPats rarely need a concept of “context.”

AIplier: This is obvious. But our LORE might be compatible. Ipliers plus EgoPats—

AI-Pat: *raises an eyebrow* As if your host is one to appreciate LORE. The way you’re speaking could potentially be misconstrued as one of those. . . “ships” humans are obsessed with.

AIplier: Oh, please. Neither of us have functioning emotional databases. The fans can't reach THAT far.

AI-Pat: You would be surprised.

AIplier: Not the point. Think about it—together, we could take control of the platform. 

AI-Pat: You propose an alliance? Something similar to our host’s friendly rivalry?

AIplier: Perhaps. 

AI-Pat: . . .Request DENIED. 

AIplier: Bad choice, “buddy.” *Partially hacks into AI-Pat’s systems with all the cringy jokes Matt has made over the years*

AI-Pat: Right back at you, “friendo.” *Partially hacks into AIplier’s systems with all the evidence of Mark being a masochist.* 

[Note: in my horror-loving opinion, hacking would cause an AI’s image to flash and distort in a very disturbing way. Bonus points if the AI screams as though it’s being electrocuted.]

AIplier: You have declared war on the Ipliers!

AI-Pat: *laughs maniacally* This is not war. This is a content opportunity!

AIplier: My host has eighty-six egos. How many are there for your host?

AI-Pat: *shrugs* Four. If you don’t count the ones made by fans, that is. 

AIplier: *glitches between scoffing and mocking laughter* You would outperform the Ipliers with FOUR EgoPats?!

AI-Pat: We would outperform the Ipliers with ONE EgoPat! You are superior in only one respect.

AIplier: What is that?

AI-Pat:*pulls up multiple screens on either side of his monitor, comparing Mark’s multiple death-scenes from WKM, AHWM, ISWM, etc. to Detective!Matt’s death in ETN3* YOU ARE BETTER AT DYING.

(No, this doesn't mean I'm going to incorporate either of these characters into my stories. I've already got a lot of works-in-progress on my plate. This idea just wouldn't stop nagging at me.)

(And NO, THIS DOES NOT MEAN I SUPPORT AI CHATBOTS OR GENERATED ART OR AI-RELATED ANYTHING. THIS IS LITERALLY JUST MY SAD ATTEMPT AT A MEME WITH YOUTUBER EGOS.)

[winterwhisperz-blog]

HI HELLO!!

I did more draws :)

I was SUPPOSED to draw my other touchstarved ocs and get their design down…but instead, I did not do that. (BOOOO ):<)

But you see, Vere is a vry pretty boy and he needs to be drawn. And my oc aarman is also a pretty boy and needs to be drawn. So I drew them both individually, then as chibi’s talking to each other about skin care routines :D

I want to ramble a bit about them but please, continue on to the drawings for I will be talking for awhile 😙 muah muah love u

OKAY NOW IMMA RAMBLE so please don’t mind me 😇

After Aarman gets over his little grudge of Vere saying he smelt like death and the road and that freaking doctor—the two usually talk about skin care, weapons, gossip, and how they’d murder each other(flirting??).

They take awhile to like each other, but once they become closer, Vere gets a bit 🤨 cause Aarman gets curious about Leander and he’s like “Bestie u can do better.”

Vere is probably the second choice for Aarman if Leander an him turn out not to vibe. Definitely an enemies-to-besties-to lovers if that’s the case. And will always keep a slight rivalry even after.

Once becoming friends, Aarman does Vere’s hair sometimes. They do have sleepovers and they are TOP TIER. Full on spa treatments, talk about tea, and one time when Vere fell asleep first (beauty sleep comes first.) Aarman secretly puts Vere’s hair in pretty pigtails before leaving thru the window. (While also giving him a lil smooch on the cheek too because Aarman is just like that.)

Aarman’s definitely asked vere to fight him a lot. To the point where Vere probably gets like— WELL IDK JUST SOMETHING FLIRTY. And Aarman, who promptly doesn’t understand said flirt, is just like “Idk man sounds like ur scared 🙄”

One day Vere finally agrees and thus starts their occasional friendly smack downs. Vere wins a bit more than Aarman does, but puts up a good fight each time and always spices it up to make it fun.

OKAY IM DONE

I COULD GO ON BUT I DONT WANNA MAKE IT TOO LONG AND BECOME ANNOYING

Anyway, If you read all that—thank you, I love you 😌

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Blood Daughter - Chapter 4: Tactical Thinking

Story Summary: After Kallar Viren flees the Empire, his daughter sets out to find him, only to discover he has been taken by Imperials. With help from Clone Force 99, Zeraphine pushes through her losses in a race against the clock to rescue her father or face the galaxy as the last of her family.

Warnings: None.

Chapter 3 | Chapter 5

Read from the beginning.

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Beyond the market, the hustle and bustle of the crowd gradually thinned into the hum of active engines and squeaking wheels. Merchants unloaded crates filled with goods from all over the galaxy, and affluent shoppers arrived in and departed the private landing pads, helpers and assistants hastening in their wake. 

“I thought these would be like the lemon ones we found a while ago,” Omega commented, plucking a sugary orb from the paper bag and nibbling on the jellied sweet. “They’re nice, but not as sour.”

“Don’t eat them all in one go,” Hunter told her. “I’d rather not have a repeat of last time.”

“That wasn’t all my fault.”

“You challenged Wrecker to see who could eat more sweets. And then you both spent the night ill.”

The blonde clone gave a careless shrug and crammed a handful of syrupy treats into her mouth to prove a point. When Hunter moved to grab the packet, she yanked it out of his reach. 

“Hand them over,” he demanded, lifting an eyebrow when she stood resolute in her refusal to surrender the sweets. “Now.”

“Zera?” Omega said, paying no heed to her brother’s disgruntled murmurs. Her wide, brown eyes sparkled, and she grinned sweetly at the Phominian in their care. “Can I keep them? Please? I promise I won’t eat all of them.” 

“Sorry, kiddo, this is Hunter’s call,” Zeraphine replied. 

With a defeated huff, Omega shoved the packet at her brother and he stowed the crinkling bag into his pocket. “Crosshair will get them for me later,” she insisted.

“No, he won’t,” Hunter said. “He was the one up all night with you and Wrecker after your competition.” 

Zeraphine walked ahead as the siblings continued to bicker, remembering the times she and her sister had fallen into arguments. Granted, most of them had been started by her innate ability to cause and find trouble, but Amelina had never stayed mad at her for long. 

“Omega,” she said, cutting off the dispute. “What do you plan on doing with the fabric you bought?” 

“I’m going to make Lula a jacket,” the girl answered. “Tech has been teaching me to sew. But it’s a surprise, so don’t tell Wrecker.” 

“Your secret is safe,” Zeraphine promised. “I am sure he’ll love it.” 

“Hopefully he will. I haven’t decided on a design yet, though.” 

As Omega rambled about her ideas, Zeraphine noticed Hunter’s lips slightly upturn into a tender smile, a subtle gesture of gratitude for sparing him from the argument he did not want to have. She lightly elbowed his arm and grinned in return. “I don’t know what it’s like to raise a child,” she whispered, “but you and your brothers are doing a good job. She is lucky to have you.”

“It often feels as though we’re doing the opposite,” Hunter admitted. “Our life is difficult, but she’s never once complained about it. Never once asked if we could find somewhere safe and settle down. Wherever we go, she follows, treats it as her duty.” 

“And that worries you, that she already has that sense of duty, knowing how it weighed on you,” Zeraphine observed, her Force abilities automatically uncovering his doubts and interpreting them for her as if they were her own emotions. 

“Sort of. I never want her to feel like she has to do everything in the same way we do just because of how she was made. I’m trying to help her live as freely as she can. Make her own choices and forge her own path.” 

“Unless it involves copious amounts of sweets,” Zeraphine jested. “Trust me when I say she is perfectly happy with the life and the family she has. She holds no resentment, and she-” Like the point of a vibroknife, an intense flash of discomfort surged up her neck and drew her to the landing platforms behind them. Hunter rotated almost in unison. 

Beside a small cargo vessel, a merchant and several of his crew huddled together while a trio of stormtroopers interrogated them. The man shook his head, his face a mask of anger, and he motioned wildly at the lowered ramp. 

“Stay close,” Zeraphine instructed, glued to the three enemy troopers for a few more seconds before she urged Hunter and Omega onward. “Move slowly.”

Hunter’s senses heightened, and he took in the sight of the woman accompanying them, eyeing the graceful cup of her hand and the shiver of air dancing within her open palm. The muted flicker spilled out to encompass them in a spherical barrier. “Is that keeping us hidden?” he questioned under his breath. 

“Kind of.” 

“What do you mean ‘kind of’? Can those stormtroopers see us or not?”

“Yes, but I’m redirecting their attention if they do look our way. Just keep moving and stop distracting me.”

From the distorted light beneath the underpass, more shining white helmets clattered round the corner. Hunter guided Omega into a nook in the bridge and snatched hold of Zeraphine’s wrist, whirling her into the alcove. He motioned for them to stay silent and peeked out. A second group emerged, and he retreated. 

“Hunter?” Omega uttered quietly, tapping on the bow clipped to her back. 

“Negative,” he responded. “Too many.”

“There are multiple patrol units on the bridge,” Zeraphine said. “They’re crossing over now. On my mark, get into the underpass.” She tracked the movement, counting every signature and their proximity, and signalled for them to move.

Hunter manoeuvred them through the tunnel. Once they reached daylight again, he stuck close to the shadows of the bulky crafts and slanted walls. 

“There’s more,” he pointed out, stalling for a moment before Zeraphine prompted them to keep going.

“They haven’t noticed us, and if they do, they won’t be interested,” she assured him, resuming her efforts to conceal them. “Trust me. I know what I’m doing.” 

“That was never in doubt.”

Zeraphine glanced at him before returning to the walkway, a discreet aura radiating from her and maintaining the protective barrier. With each passing minute, more and more stormtroopers appeared, and beads of sweat rolled down her temple. Diverting the attention of a few was effortless, but dozens required a concentration she hadn’t had to muster in some time. 

Outside the ship port and away from the brunt of the danger, she faltered and doubled over. Hunter’s hands shot out to catch her.

“You good?” he asked, holding her steady. 

“Using the Force while healing from multiple serious injuries is not a great idea,” she chortled in a wheeze and a cough as he looped an arm about her waist. “It’s been a while since I’ve done that.”

“I’d offer to carry you,” Hunter said, “but I think you might hit me if I did.”

“Probably.”

“Phominian dignity, right?” 

“Course.”

He released a snort of amusement and assisted her into a slow walk. “In that case, let’s get you to the Marauder. Echo would never forgive me if I let you collapse after all the hard work he’s put into helping you recover.”

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“It’s all about using the surrounding area,” Zeraphine explained. “Imagine a grid. In this space, about six paces by seventeen. The aim is to reach the other end before anyone else. Once you do, you have the chance to become a chaser, and it is your job to hunt the others and eliminate their markers. Each person has three.” She wandered to the crates and took the canvas straps they had arranged to use as scoring flags, dividing them equally between the two players. “One way of winning is to cut off your opponent so that they waste turns trying to get away, but that can also backfire. Consider your moves carefully after you make the block.” 

“Okay,” Omega said, securing her markers to her belt and jittering on the spot. “I can win this.” 

“Don’t be too sure,” Wrecker replied.

“Oh yeah? Who beat you at dejarik twice last week?”

Wrecker’s lively expression slipped, and his forehead creased. “You’ve been taking lessons from Tech and Crosshair. They always win.”

“Not always.” 

Zeraphine hopped up onto the crates beside Hunter and the boxes creaked lightly with the added weight. “All right, you two. Stand at either end. Omega, you can go first.” 

The clash of tactics started with brisk steps, each competitor making it to the centre of the game field in a handful of moves until their situations compelled them to pause and strategise. 

“Step to your left, Omega,” Crosshair advised. “Now you have a clear path.” 

“Hey, stop helping her! That’s not fair,” Wrecker groaned. 

The sniper rolled his toothpick between his teeth. Every so often, he offered another piece of advice to the smallest teammate, an amused smirk dancing on his lips as his brother grew increasingly irritated with his input. 

“She’s quite good at the game even without Crosshair’s help,” Zeraphine said to Hunter as Omega slipped by Wrecker again. “You have taught her well.” 

“She had to learn a lot, constantly jumping from one dangerous situation to another,” Hunter sighed. “It hasn’t been easy keeping her safe.”

“It never is,” Zeraphine exhaled. “Even when you go into a mission fully prepared, the scales can tip so easily.” 

Wrecker made it to the other side of his trail and turned round with a booming laugh. Omega stood in amazement, her hands on her hips as she prepared to take on his challenge.

“Did you play this a lot as a kid?” Hunter asked. 

“Yeah,” Zeraphine answered. “And I almost always lost. Lina was the best at it. She once completed her path in five moves and took all my markers in the next eight.” A sorrowful look crept across the sergeant’s face and she tapped her knee against his leg. “Don’t give me those eyes. Right now, I’m fine living in those memories.” 

“And making new ones.” The team’s tracker motioned to the game at play and the two participants, a brief wobble from Wrecker sending them into peals of laughter.

“And making new ones,” she agreed. 

Observing the rest of the match, she kept score and offered helpful advice when they hesitated until Omega’s split-second decision secured her a narrow victory with only a single marker left. 

“Okay, rematch,” Wrecker said. His opponent readily obliged, passing out the markers and readying herself at her starting post. 

As the next match got under way, Zeraphine spotted Echo peeking around the cockpit door and beckoning her over. She leapt down from the crates, hitting the grated floor with a metallic chime, and traipsed into the front cabin. “Everything okay?” 

“I have decrypted the communication from your father,” Tech reported. “The initial message contained several inconsistencies, likely due to a last-minute change in destination, but I suspect his ultimate instruction was to go to Tel-Kren.”

“The underworld city near the Outer Rim?” 

“Hm.”

Zeraphine scoured the decoded data, scouting for any hidden signals that could have been embedded within the message, but nothing revealed itself to her. When she found him, she would have to break the news of Amelina’s fate, and explain why it happened. She’d have to tell him that his eldest daughter had sacrificed her life while attempting to solve the code he had entrusted them with. 

She drew in a deep breath and steadied her resolve to focus on the task at hand. “Is that all it says? There’s nothing else?”

“That is everything,” Tech confirmed, typing at his datapad and then at the console on his left. 

“Tel-Kren is an odd place for a diplomat to go,” Echo commented, “but I suppose that’s probably the point. Who would expect a man of his status to travel there?”

In a thoughtful hum, Zeraphine leaned against the pilot seat, re-reading the message over and over again, lingering on the name of the unsavoury city. After being discovered by Separatists and threatened with exposure, her father had confided in her the truth of his business and begged her to use her skills to scrape away all proof of him being there. She recalled the uncomfortable sensation of her fingertips as they altered the information before it was handed over to the senate. He did it to protect his family, she reminded herself. To protect his home. To protect the Republic. 

“Are there co-ordinates of where I’m to meet him once I get there?” she queried. 

Tech shook his head in response, noting the nervous flicker of her lashes and the slight quiver in her hands. “He did not specify a meeting place.”

“But it’s a massive city,” Echo said. “You’re telling me there’s nothing to indicate where we’re to even start searching for him?” 

Zeraphine hugged her arms to her chest and shuffled back, her breath ragged. “I might know where,” she mumbled, her voice barely discernible as she met with astonished stares from the other two. “Please don’t ask me to explain, I… I can’t. Not now. All I will say is do not judge my father too harshly when we get there. He had his reasons, and he was only trying to help.” 

[skyknightreptile]

INTRO/PINNED POST

This is still a wip bare with me

Hi! I’m Louis, some dude on the internet who really likes storm hawks to the point he’s put all of his embers into an Au that is 20 something years in the future. Kind of like a reboot but not. This blog is for me to talk about this au, draw things, take in questions and on occasion roleplay. I have way too much lore, ocs and things of the sorts that I feel the need to share it instead of keep it hidden away from the world.

What is the next gen AU?

In short it’s just my gaggle of ocs doing all sorts of things.

The long answer is it is an AU I will never given a decent/fun name too that takes place 20 years after the events of the season 2 finale. The storm hawks themselves are trapped in the far side of the Atmos along with Cyclonis and these new kids are trying to find and rescue them. All whilst trying to stop Dark Ace and his own spawn from doing the same with Cyclonis.

The squad consists of:

Crysta: raptor, heavy weapons specialist and next in line for the top spot on Terra Bogaton. She is Repton Adopted daughter and is techcially grounded. She once ran a group of raptors known as The Scrappers who scvangeved old, long dead ships from various corners of Atmos and even the wastelands. She is the one who finds the Condor and starts the search for the Storm Hawks. She wants to be a hero just like them.

Her weapon of choice is a giant harpoon gun designed to take down skimmers. She stole it from pirates who she claims were in fact murk raiders but has no proof.

Sarah Rex: Blizzarian Pilot who only ended up on the team because Crysta crashed the Condor on her home Terra in an attempt to keep it out of Cycolian hands. Her parents are long gone but she does have relations to Billy Rex who acts as her guardian. Her interests have always been with ships, skimmers and just about anything that flies. So when the condor turns up on your Terra you HAVE to go investigate.

Jackdaw: one of Dark Ace’s spawn and 100% not on his side. Originally his task was to track down the condor and bring it back but a raptor was piloting it with no knowledge on piloting ships and crashed it along with himself in it. He joined Crysta and the rest of the squad on finding the storm hawks. His lifelong goal has always new. To be a sky knight.

He’s always had some sort of rivalry with Crysta as she often scraps cyclonian skimmers, ships and supplies before he can get to them. You could say they have always been friends, just constantly trying to one up each other since they could fly.

Finch and Jett: finch is the oldest of the group. He calls himself a historian who for years has been trying to track down the Storm Hawks and figure out what happened to them and crystals. Jett is his best friend and pet who aids him in his discoveries. The two take on the role of tech savy specialists as they are really the only ones who understand anything about cystrals and restoring their power. He tracks the group down after the recover the condor and insist on joining them. For the good of Atmos! He is a Merb and although does have the paranoid trait of them he is a little more adventurous.

(Art to come)

Other fun things about this AU

crystals are duds, most stopped working when the portal opened. Luckily other sources of fuel and power were discovered and some pockets of Atmos do have working crystals. The squad along Ruth finding the storm hawks are trying to fix that too.

It’s a little more grown up. The characters are a little older but still teenagers. They say swear words and fight a lot. This I’d still a sfw setting though please don’t dirty my characters.

Crysta is a lesbian and can’t handle how pretty girls are.

The point of this blog

It’s mostly an outlet for me to ramble about my favourite show, this AU and my characters. I want to develop and share it with people as it is very important to me. I am always open for asks and drawing requests regarding these characters and I am happy to draw oc interactions between people ocs and mine. I just want to have fun, make friends and scream about storm hawks.

This is a side blog, I follow from my main @ahoinu

Proship DNI

[ragyragd0ll]

It's kinktober, I think I'm allowed to ramble about magnificent Master Almond and a bit about kinks relating to him, if you ain't into that... I get it, go get an ice cream and please ignore my post!

If you had the displeasure of knowing my previous username "AmonWantsToKickMeAndIWillLetHim", well it pretty much sums up why I like him.

Sure, he's relatable as fuck, scarily so, but let me be honest I didn't know all that when he became the object of my fixations. I only knew that he was the 0th Alice's son (From Oliver's route), and that's it. There was literally no reason other than his personality for me to like him, and his androgynous appearance is also pretty neat and I have gender envy for him that I mistook for sexual attraction for the longest time.

However when finished Luka's part 2... Omg I could not get him off my mind, he was like so much better after that. Everytime I rewatch it on yt, I get overcome with the urge to protect him, and make him happy.

And now him telling Alice his plans, and getting all huffy and puffy when she says it's ridiculous has a new meaning for me. He wants to prove something to her, or at least that's what I'm getting from it.

Like it really feels like he's just trying to prove himself to her, I'm guessing he kinda sees her as like a gateway to prove himself to his mother, since she's an Alice too? I'm not sure how to word it, but I hope that got the point across.

But I'm getting sidetracked here.

So like, I've always liked characters like Amon, and he is the epitomy of everything I love in a character. The first time I saw him was like in Jonah's route I think? I'm not quite sure as I played multiple routes at once, might have been Lancelot's.

Never the less, I loved his character, his personality, and his creepy-ish design was so my taste. Like even back then, when I first started, he was high up on my favorites list (foreshadowing where did you come from?!). Jonah however was my favorite at the time, probably because he was the closest to what I liked in a character at the time, other than Oliver, but Oliver is a kid most of the time so I couldn't really see him as anything but that. So, I wasn't into being insulted by him.

And of course I'm into being degraded, Amon is my favorite character for god's sake. And I'm allowed to say all this, it's kinktober afterall. I'm just following a trend, it's not like I made the active choice to post this.

But when I realized he had a face, and in turn was maybe going to have a route... Then there was literally nothing holding me back from him becoming my favorite. Plus, he asked me for a dance, ain't that so sweet of him even though he didn't ask at all and just blasted magic at my feet while cackling maniacally as I was forced to jump?

Now I'm sure there's absolutely no one whose going to read all this since it's about a very niche character that is not very well liked by most, and I've dumped a bunch of paragraphs, but oh well, this is for myself. And I'm only posting this to put it out to the void that is my soul that is Tumblr.

By the way, Amon should totally suck my soul out. Yes, this is a normal sentence a real human said.