#cat robot id back

[millenniumhooha]

hey uh remember when my profile pic was this

No?? its been weeks since then??

...time isn't real, it's fine

anyways its this now. finally stopped tinkering with it and settled on a version i like so yeah :)

idk if it is even interpretable, I'm not much of an artist. It's an axolotl and also a robot. (rob-otl? robot-olotl? something like that)

[tikitakatia]

Louvre — A. Putellas x Reader

WC: 2k

Summary: Alexia wasn’t supposed to enjoy the museum tour, but somehow, she finds herself booking another one.

Alexia was already plotting her escape.

She’d barely stepped out of the Olympic village before regretting every decision that led her here. Not to Paris, not to the Olympics, but to this detour. Her teammates, running on impulse and questionable group logic, decided that they just had to visit the Louvre today, specifically the Egyptian wing. Apparently, team bonding now involves learning about mummification techniques. She supposes it might come in handy the next time the refs let a clear penalty slide.

Jenni was practically bouncing like a child that was fed too much sugar. Misa, who´s now fully immersed in her TikTok influencer era, was narrating every step like it was meant to be a viral trend. Irene and Laia had been arguing for ten straight minutes over whether ancient Egyptians worshipped cats or just really liked them. Alexia, meanwhile, was weighing her options: fake an emergency, claim sudden heat exhaustion, or just disappear quietly and hope no one noticed until she was already at the beach volleyball courts. Anything to escape another hour of 'team bonding.'

And that’s how you meet her.

You.

The tour guide. Underpaid, over-caffeinated, and radiating the kind of forced enthusiasm usually reserved for theme park employees in August. You spot them immediately, voice slightly too loud, smile a little too tight and donning Olympic gear acting like it makes them blend in. It doesn’t.

But then there’s her.

Leaning against a wall like it's personally inconveniencing her, arms folded with precision, brow set in a permanent state of "don’t even try me." She's wearing sunglasses indoors, not the oversized fashion kind, but the 'I’ve made a conscious decision to block all of this out' kind. You can’t tell if she's a chaperone, a coach, or just someone who took a wrong turn and is now emotionally trapped in the Egyptian wing. She doesn't speak, doesn't move, and yet somehow broadcasts a full essay titled I Would Rather Be Literally Anywhere Else.

You recognize that look. You’ve seen it on grumpy dads stuck at brunch, teenagers at family reunions, and one duchess at a ribbon-cutting ceremony who clearly wanted to set the building on fire. Whoever she is, she looked like she was more interested in being a mummy than learning about one.

“Welcome to the Louvre!" you announce, voice a little too bright, in that tone that screams, I am seconds away from losing it, but I’m smiling through the existential crisis anyway. You quickly scan their name tags and IDs to familiarize yourself, then your eyes land on the bored-looking blonde in sunglasses like a magnet. You read her nametag, Alexia, and give her another look. This is going to be a fun tour.

You kick off the tour in the section which also happèns to be your comfort zone. Not because you’re obsessed with mummies or anything, but because, let’s face it, the statues can’t talk back. And thank God for that, because if they could, they’d probably ask you the same stupid questions a thousand times a day. You launch into your usual spiel about the Rosetta Stone replica, spewing out facts you’ve memorized so well you’re pretty sure they’ve been burned into your DNA at this point. It's automatic. It's almost robotic. But hey, it’s a job. And you’re doing it.

But then you glance at her again. There she is in the back, looking like she was about to fall asleep on her feet. And then, just to top it off, you swear she yawns, and not just a casual yawn. No, no. It’s an audacious yawn. A yawn so big it could eclipse the entire museum´s collection, making you wonder if maybe she's part of some secret society of people who can’t be impressed by 3,000-year-old artifacts. The audacity of this woman.

You’re speechless for a second, standing there in utter disbelief, but you quickly recover.

Cool. Challenge accepted.

You lower your voice, just enough so only Alexia can hear. "This," you say, pointing to a funerary mask, "is believed to have been worn by ancient Egyptians to help hide their resting bitch face better than sunglasses."

Alexia’s eyebrows twitch slightly, like she's trying to hold back a smile. But as if in a last-ditch attempt to remain emotionally unaffected, she shoots you a look over her shades like you just told her the pyramids were built by camels.

You go on, unphased. "And this one here? The Anubis statue? Guardian of the afterlife. Also the first to popularize the smokey eye."

This time, she snorts.

"What was that?" Irene turns to look at her.

"Nothing," Alexia mutters, smoothing her face, her tone trying to hide the crack in her defenses.

You keep walking, dropping facts with the precision of someone who’s learned to keep this whole ‘tour guide’ thing going while simultaneously amusing themselves. Each one is aimed only at Alexia, like a game where the only rule is you have to try not to laugh.

"This papyrus scroll here? Early tax evasion forms."

"The sarcophagus? Absolutely cursed. By bad interior design."

"This entire wing? Sponsored by ancient trauma."

Each remark is met with an involuntary sound from Alexia. A laugh under her breath, an incredulous look, but she’s fighting it. Or at least, she’s trying to.

When you finally stop in front of the cat goddess Bastet, you can tell her teammates are trying to drag her out. You let them get just far enough away before you drop your next fact.

She’s still hovering, clearly trying to pull her composure together. "She protected households," you say, low again, "and invented knocking things off tables for sport."

Alexia glares at you, still fighting a smile. You can see she’s getting close to breaking so you point to a bunch of hieroglyphs on the wall.

You lean in, voice dropping just enough for her to hear. "And this one right here? Says ‘send nudes.’"

This time, there’s no stopping it. Alexia bursts into laughter, a loud, uncontrollable laugh that echoes through the room. Her teammates freeze, turning around to stare at her like she’s suddenly grown a second head.

"Alexia?" Jenni calls out, blinking in confusion.

Alexia just shakes her head, still laughing. "Nothing," she says, but the smile on her face gives her away.

Her teammates look confused, but you can see Alexia's walls crumbling. Her laughter starts to die down, and as she tries to compose herself, she bites her lip and shoots you a look.

"You’re making that up," she says, still trying to act all tough, but there's no hiding the grin tugging at her lips.

"Absolutely. But you believed me for half a second," you reply, unable to resist the smug satisfaction of getting under her skin.

She gives you a crooked smile, shaking her head in resignation, then turns to follow her teammates as they finally drag her out of the exhibit.

Two days later, your inbox pings.

Private Louvre tour request. Olympic Committee. Egyptian wing. No name.

You frown. Weird. Could be anyone. Could be another team of tourists who will complain about anything under the sun. Could be your worst nightmare. Who knows?

You show up anyway.

And there she is. Leaning against a column like this is now her new second home. The others are behind her, looking like they’ve just come off a 5-day hike through the Louvre's entire collection of obscure art. Clearly, they’re not happy to be here.

"You again?" you say, with a raised eyebrow, pretending you don’t already know exactly what’s going on.

"Missed your historical slander," Alexia says, deadpan, as if this is a normal thing to say to a tour guide.

Jenni groans dramatically from the back. "She literally made us cancel lunch for this."

They look like they’re already regretting their life choices, but you’re already leading them through the Greek wing, statues galore.

You lean closer to Alexia, dropping your voice just enough so only she hears. "This guy? Zeus. Massive ego. Turned into a swan to seduce someone. Because, you know, consent was apparently optional for ancient gods."

She raises an eyebrow, completely unamused. "A swan?"

"Yeah," you say, nodding seriously. "The original bird app."

You swear you hear her snort, and it’s louder than before, like she’s giving up on pretending to be unimpressed.

The others start to notice, slowly turning their heads toward the sound.

"You’re actually enjoying this," Irene says with a gasp, pointing at Alexia in disbelief. "Last week you said museums are just fancy sleeping areas."

"Shut up," Alexia mutters under her breath, trying to hide the smile that’s clearly threatening to crack her icy exterior.

"You made fun of me for liking art," Laia adds, half-shocked, half-amused.

"Still do," Alexia says without missing a beat. "But this guide lies better than you flirt."

You cough, covering up a laugh, but it’s clear you’ve won this round.

A few days later, another anonymous booking. This time, the Renaissance wing.

Olympic Committee. No name. But you’re not even surprised anymore.

You walk in. And there she is. Again. Waiting alone.

"Just you today?" you ask, trying to sound casual, like you’re not secretly a little excited.

"They're recovering," she says, her face completely straight.

"From art?" you ask, eyebrow raised.

"From me dragging them to three tours in a week," she admits, sounding almost proud of herself.

You grin. "Addicted to my lies now?"

"Something like that."

You step into the Renaissance section, ready to drop some fresh facts on the poor souls who just so happen to be standing next to you.

"Here we have the Mona Lisa," you announce dramatically. "Famously small. Famously smug. Fun fact: she’s actually judging you for your fashion choices."

Alexia stands next to you, arms almost brushing. Her lips twitch. "She looks like she’s holding in a fart."

You turn to her, mock-shocked. "How dare you. That’s the mother of all memes right there."

You move on and she follows, clearly enjoying herself.

"This one was painted with real lapis lazuli. Extremely rare. Also the reason blue pens exist today."

"That true?" she asks, raising an eyebrow.

You shrug casually. "Fifty-fifty. But it sounds good, right?"

She leans in a little closer. "Tell me more fake facts."

It keeps happening. More anonymous bookings. More sarcastic commentary. More time with her.

You start branching out. The Medieval section. The Islamic Art wing. Even the random furniture gallery.

"This chair once belonged to Napoleon. He sat on it after every failed date."

"These tiles were early prototypes for IKEA."

"This painting? Definitely haunted. But only if you yawn too loud near it."

Alexia eats it all up, each remark leaving you with the satisfaction of knowing you’ve cracked her tough exterior. Every smirk, every eye-roll you earn feels like a win.

By the sixth visit, Jenni finally confronts her.

"You realize you’ve seen more of the Louvre than the football field by now, right?"

Alexia rolls her eyes, unbothered. "It’s educational."

"You're flirting," Jenni presses, smirking.

"Shut up," Alexia says, but there’s a hint of a smile on her lips. She’s not fooling anyone.

After one particularly long tour through the Islamic Art section ("This calligraphy? Probably a 600-year-old text complaining about tourists"), Alexia lingers, pretending like she’s just inspecting the exhibits.

"Do you ever get tired of walking people through here?" she asks, leaning against a display like she’s been doing this her whole life.

"Not when they make weird faces at 12th-century tiles," you respond, smirking.

"I wasn’t making a weird face," she says, defending herself.

"You looked like you were trying to decode IKEA instructions in Arabic."

She laughs, and it's full this time. No hiding it. Her shoulders shake with genuine amusement. She leans in, her voice dropping just enough for you to hear.

"Okay. So what if I said I wanted a private tour... outside the Louvre?"

You blink, half-laughing, half-confused. "Like... a date?"

She pretends to think about it, looking up at the ceiling for dramatic effect. "Let’s call it a cultural exchange."

"That sounds suspiciously like Olympic Committee phrasing," you reply, raising an eyebrow.

She shrugs, completely unphased. "I can pull strings."

You shake your head, smiling. "Fine. But only if you promise to fact-check me."

"Never. That’s half the fun," she grins.

You grin right back. "God, you’re the most stubborn museum convert I’ve ever met."

"And yet..." she steps closer, voice quiet but playful. "Your favorite."

You don’t argue.

Because she is.

[revelboo]

I know you probably get a lot of asks but I just started watching Earthspark and I would LOVE to read more of your writing for Megatron (ur my favorite writer on here i love the way u portray the bots <3)

Aww thank you! 💕

Give Up/Give In Pt 19

ES Megatron x Reader

• It’s easy to fall into a routine with him, to lose track of time completely. Until it feels like it’s only the two of you, the rest of the world falling away. Watching him bent over his desk fiddling with something he’s spent the last week on, you wonder if you’re a house cat to him. He goes and brings back groceries for you so he keeps you fed, lets you sleep sprawled on him, and is constantly reaching for you. Touching your hair, rubbing a servo between your shoulder blades. You’re pretty sure that equals cat.

• Servos struggling with the tiny links, he wants to mass shift, but you always get excited when he does. Eager to interact with him close to your own size and he isn’t quite done. Doesn’t want you to see until it’s complete. And he’s painfully aware of how plain the piece is. That he doesn’t have the skill to make something ornate and even if he did, it’d still be his dull gray. That he’s not bright or flashy like some bots. Even his biolights are minimal and subdued, a marker meant to clearly separate him from the upper classes. Venting, he makes another careful weld.

• If he does just think you’re a house cat, that makes your crush on him even worse. And he glances over at you like he can feel you staring at him. “Hungry?” He asks and you shake your head. Imagining him shaking a box of cereal at you while going ‘psst psst.’ You’re absolutely his pet cat and your shoulders slump. But really, what do you expect? He can pick you up in one hand. You’re just a traumatized stray he found and adopted.

• You’re frowning up at him when he returns to his work, wondering if he should redo it. It’s done, but he doesn’t like it. Maybe he should attempt some sort of filigree, something more complicated. Prettier. Because what he’s made with his own hands isn’t good enough. The two winging, symmetrical designs reminiscent of the markings he’d worn as a gladiator. Wanted to see his markings on you, but you deserve better. “Can I see?” You ask and he grimaces, looking down at you. Just staring up at him curiously. Venting he bends and offers you his hands, lifting you up onto the workbench.

• “I made you something. If you want it?” He says, deep voice so uncertain it’s adorable and he mass shifts to join you. Holding still when he carefully lifts the tiny little pendants that almost form wings and drapes it around your neck. And the metal’s still warm from his handling as he secures it. Reaching up to touch it as he watches you, you wonder if it’s the alien robot equivalent of a collar with an ID tag. ‘I love it,’ you manage, smiling weakly and your breath catches when he smiles. A real, genuine smile that makes him seem younger as your chest aches. Knowing you’re so far beyond having just a crush. And that he doesn’t feel the same way about you, telling yourself it’s okay. That just being friends is enough.

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[bewitched-hours]

OH MY BLUHHHHHHHHH THAT WAS PHENOMENAL i love how you wrote reader.... INSANE... 😮😮😮😮 ;pos NOT FORCINGRDF but id loove to see noli try to 'rizz ' computer!reader with movements AND words like just imagine noli slaugjhtering people but still holding that damn computer .. putting them in his lap (APPARENTLY to warm himself up...he know he a loverboy with excuses) ......... apathetic sentient AI reader knows NOTHING about love but soon adapts to this feeling. also a slow burn LOL -- likee 1x is ?? :" why the fuck do you have that damn computer monitor with you all the time " theres an angst way where reader gets slashed byshedletsky (or shot by chance - either goes for any sentinel) and noli is devistated LL LOSER /nsrs /aff - if whatnot can i be declared as computer anon ..

LMFAO YOU'RE A GENIUS- I genuinely had to laugh over this request because it was just perfect. I love the mental image of Noli trying to rizz a computer and 1x just absolutely irritated because Noli is so fucking obvious about it and still somehow trying to cover his tracks (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و And you will be computer anon from now on~

The reader's pronouns will once again be they/them~

You were a ruthless AI.

Apathetic, sadistic, the whole deal.

And you just happened to catch the attention of none other than your fellow killer, Noli.

If you were any less apathetic, you'd feel bad with how badly he was trying to impress you in the very rare rounds where you'd be thrown in.

Because you were still a robot/computer, you couldn't be thrown into a round by yourself because stuns affected you for longer. Your system would need support occasionally.

And by the Spectre, Noli loved it when he was the one chosen to assist you. He could watch you dismantle the survivors all day and any paradox sentence they used to stop you only offered him another chance to talk to you. Even if it was just to reset your thoughts and get you back on track.

And he would even try to make sure you were nearby to watch him when he killed another survivor. But you best believe he leaves the LMS for you. He just couldn't get enough of that murderous on your robotic face as you'd either bite off the survivor's flesh or decapitated them using a built-in claw he managed to add into your body.

You always reveled in the looks you'd get. The attention would be addictive if your system wasn't making sure to keep you pathetically neutral to it.

Even the other killers couldn't help but laugh or side-eye Noli whenever he was trying to 'rizz' you up back at the killer's cabin. Unlike the survivor cabin, this had rooms for everyone instead of individual cabins.

Probably to keep all the killers tense and ready to let their frustrations out on the survivors. The Spectre thrived on the misery of it all anyways.

And this time was no different. With your head laying in Noli's lap.

He always claimed it was because your body was always so warm and apparently the killer cabin got cold quickly but not even you believed him.

No, you knew he was doing it in hopes of having you feel something. And to presumably 'lay claim' upon you, if you can even call it that.

1x1 seemed even a little amused at the misery of the whole situation despite your indifference to it.

You had no clue about love but you knew a little about animal behaviour because you'd notice your fellow killers sometimes acting strangely and somehow you had a directory in your system for animal behaviours.

This led you to associate everyone at your cabin with an animal.

1x1 was obviously a wolf, John behaved more like a cat to you, and so on.

And Noli? His behaviour might be more bunny-like. Or maybe a fox?

You weren't entirely sure with his recent switch ups.

But you were starting to take notes. And you were starting to learn.

... Much to 1x1's disappointment when you began reciprocating Noli's feelings in your own way.

You were still acting apathetic but let the mask slip every once in a while to show him affection. And you best believe he's ecstatic on the inside whenever you do.

It's never much. Slightly leaning against him sometimes, giving him a kiss on the cheek to congratulate him and acting reserved to avoid your situation with Noli turning into a big deal.

Unfortunately for you, Noli took this as a sign of your reciprocation and began getting a little more clingy. You didn't exactly mind it but had to tell him more than once that you need personal space too, even if you technically can't breath or have any regular needs.

Really, your biggest threat was the survivors using paradox sentences or your body not getting oiled regularly. But Noli was more than happy to help with both situations.

Resetting your thoughts as earlier stated or helping with reaching the joints in your mechanical body that you have trouble with.

Sometimes he even tried to dress you up differently but that made c00lkidd think you were playing and he wanted to be included.

You didn't even mind. Your systems recognized the child as 'cute' despite his current form and you found yourself treating him as such.

You'd even overhear him talking about you as his 'partner' and it took a while to register he meant it in a romantic context which made your systems overheat just a little.

At first it confused you but he explained it to you and you made sure to register it as part of love as an emotion.

All that to say he was devastated during one round when Shedletsky's sword hit your metallic body.

Mind you, this would go away after the round.

But to Noli? Oh, he was acting dramatic about it...

And somehow... That was adorable-

Admittedly, I got a little carried away again~

Anything you'd like to request/ask? Check out my pinned post first and I'll be happy to write up whatever you want!

[sugarhog05]

ALRIGHT I HAVE SOME MORE SEMI-OLD ART

I have been on a trip so sometimes I can’t draw but I’d still like to post cause I have a lot of stuff on my mind lol

I think this is the first drawing I did of ruin eclipse from SB. It’s from 2023 so kinda old 👀

TW for blood and a wound on the next one

This was a self-insert of an Y/N for an AU I was making. I still have the AU shelved for maybe coming back to. What id gotten down at the time was that Y/N gonna be a security guard and in the beginning was gonna beat the absolute SHIT outta Moon cause he tried to scare them lmao

Moon would become absolutely terrified of them, and Y/N would feel like, SO bad. Because of this they’d try super hard to be nice and make up for literally sending them to P&S (a place they loathe)

Moon, seeing this would take advantage of it and try to get revenge by gaining their trust then doing…? Something? I hadn’t figured that out, but it wasn’t gonna be violent. Over time though, he would start to grow fond of them and start to second guess getting back at them. Then he gets the virus, and his negative emotions towards them get almost overpowering. So much so that he has a hard time keeping up the whole nice act. And any fondness would be completely erased (suppressed). That was as far as I got with it lol

This was a witch AU I had thought about where Y/N was hermit and… had some questionable practices that were illegal for some governing body of magic. Sun and Moon would be robots given life through magic, and would be sent to investigate them. I hadn’t come up with the designs for them yet, and I might still revisit it.

Anyway, Y/N would be completely caught off guard by their arrival and would desperately try to be accommodating while secretly trying to hide their illegal practices. They would be successful, but in the process would end up charming the brothers into wanting to see them more. Ironically because of their kinda skittish, awkward, and frazzled state. Like I said, they were NOT expecting company, and it’s especially bad because they know the brothers were sent to investigate them. Which means the governing body of magic is on to them somehow. In the beginning they’d be more caught off guard, but eventually Y/N would learn to hide everything better and know to expect them lol. They were also gonna have a cat familiar that could turn into a wispy spirit thing but I hadn’t figured out a name for it yet.

…Can you tell I really like void faces yet? I also ended up using the stars on the hat for my witch self-insert for hexciis Fae AU so I’d have to come back and redesign them. They were heavily inspired by Hexciis witch as well because I related to them so much. So I’d also change the witches personality to make them more my own since I have more experience with making characters now.

Lastly is a D&D inspired character. I’m not SUPER familiar with D&D, but it’s something I’ve wanted to try… I’m just a little nervous to lol. They’re a Monk Rouge multiclass who’s “haunted” (they don’t actually mind) by the spirit of a wendigo… who’s also Moon lol. Again, not sure if it’s even possible for a wendigo to haunt someone or if that’s even a thing in D&D… but I wasn’t exactly making them to actually play with it was more just a fun design thing.

Erm, so yeah thanks for reading the stuff rattling around in my brain case :]

[inhuman-onhuman]

[*] Applicable to all nonhumans/alterhumans- otherkith, systems, voidpunk, etc.!

[**] Not when you found out about the terms. But when you first started to relate to things other than humans

My own experience (feel free to share your own in the comments/reblogs! id love to see it!):

Ever since I was young, I almost only consumed content about inhuman things. Robots, zombies, animals, nature… you name it. Warriors Cats, Transformers, My Little Pony, basically anything David Attenborough was in.

When I watched Pokemon as a kid; I didn’t want to be a trainer, I wanted to be a Pokemon. When I read about animals from the books in the library; I mimicked what they did, imagining myself as a cardinal flying through the trees or a serval stalking through the grasslands. A sundew curling around its prey, a werewolf’s painful transformation.

And well, I always had an active imagination. When I was in elementary school and preschool, you weren’t allowed to go back inside during recess if you were cold. So I just sorta taught myself how to perceive things differently! I could make my body warmer just by thinking of it. Then, later I could manifest the feeling of wings, animalistic legs, sharper teeth, horns… yeah.

This definitely led to where I am now. A both spiritual and psychological connection to who I am deep down. I am human, yes. But over a lifetime of being unable to relate to others led me to find kinship in unlikely places.

[hyuburt]

Lineup!!!

[ID: Two uncolored rough sketches of the homestuck girls lined up side by side, three on each image. The first one shows Aradia, Nepeta, and Kanaya side by side in order of blood color. Aradia is on the left and she is facing the viewer with one arm behind her back and the other raised with her hand splayed as though she is using her telekinesis. Her hair is long and curly, with two sections draping on either side of her face and over her chest. Her clothes are torn and visibly dirty. Her eyes have no pupils and her expression is calm and hollow. Next to her in the middle is Nepeta, who is energetically holding her clawed, gloved fists up next to her head in pride. She is considerably shorter than aradia, her long open jacket pooling on the floor behind her feet. The horns poking out of her hat gives the illusion of a cat face, and her two pointy bangs give the illusion of fangs. Her hair floofs out wildly around her face where it pokes out of her hat. Her expression is downright ecstatic, with a small button nose and freckles on her cheeks. To her right is Kanaya, who is notably taller than either of them. She is standing upright and still, with her hands clasped loosely below her stomach. She is wearing a shirt sleeved shirt over a long sleeved shirt, along with her signature long skirt that drapes around her slippered feet. She has a long straight nose and her expression is mild and neutral, though not unapproachable. The next image is a continuation of the homestuck girls lineup, continuing with Terezi, Vriska, and Feferi. Terezi is the shortest of the three and is drawn slightly chubby and with faint scars around her glasses, seemingly coming from her eyes. She is wearing a t-shirt, baggy jeans, and crocs with socks (though you can't see them.) She is grinning widely and holding her cane up in both hands across her body as though she is ready and eager to wack people with it. Next to her in the middle is Vriska, who is slightly taller and thinner, with a longer nose, and her expression makes her look like antagonistic, like she's laughing at someone meanly. Her robotic arm is adjusting her glasses while her other hand is on hip, and her stance is wide and confident. She is wearing her typical blazer, along with jeans that have rips and patches on them. The right lens of her glasses is augmented to make up for her missing eye. To the right of Vriska is Feferi, who is holding her trident behind her back and is leaning forward inquisitively. She appears excited and curious. Her long hair is wild and swept back from her forehead, where she has her heiress circlet. She is wearing a sleeveless shirt with several long necklaces, and an intricately shaped skirt that has two tails that drape behind her. She has on ankle bracelets and slippers. Freckles and moles are dotted all over her visible skin. End ID.]

[yuuainnie]

I just read your Midnight Masquerade Ball, and loved that story. I was wondering if I could request an Ortho x Reader, kind of like the ghost Ortho in that story. Like maybe after the events of Chapter 6, Ortho’s ghost was able to follow the Reader back to Ramshackle? Romantic please if you don’t mind. 🙏🏻💖

Midnight Masquerade Ball

[ Ortho? route : Sequel unlocked ]

Time setting: Book 6

the event with the magic mirror have been months ago, and you barely remember that it happened. Beside you thought it's just idia updating new things to Ortho processor that's why he don't remember why under the safe mode and whatnot.

But after some event where you encounter over blot of almost all dorm leader. You who hangout with the shroud when deuce and ace are in their dorm suddenly look at the two brothers while eating chips.

"At this point I'm not surprised if you two overblot. Its trending for house warden after all."

"... Yuuchi can you not curse us like that?! Don't raise death flag! You don't understand how serious that matter of blot is! It's a rare occurrence too!" Somehow idia words made you wonder how come his sounding like someone who's quite expert with such topic.

"Ahaha. If that's the case, here yuu~" Ortho laugh as he think that your words seems quite interesting, but then give you an black ID card. "If that ever happened this would be useful then.".

" O-ortho... Is that... Why are you giving yuuchi that card?!"

"Is it the famous black credit card that can pay for anything."

"Nope."

"Boring. Not interested then." Even so your joking about the black credit card. Ortho still give you the card and you have no choice but take it and made it to a bookmark for the potion class, then proceed to forget about it. You don't really think much about it. Till one day, grim and every people that overblot have been kidnapped. It was something...

" MY HOUSE! MY HOUSE I WORK MY ASS OFF!!" You cried dramatically, with full tears as you look at your broken wall and broken roof. Those blood bastards can't just ask nicely and not destroy your place? Good things never last!! Fuel by the thought that you will get grim back as well get some money to pay for your house you went to look for the culprit and found yourself in the island of whore... Cough island of woe. Or land of grief.

When you arrive in the island, you were welcome by Ortho and idia. "Welcome yuu~ " Ortho wave at your direction and you wave back at him. But then remember that it's his family robots that cause your dorm to be destroyed again. You scoff, look at the two brothers with bombastic side eyes, criminals offensive side eyes and then look away. So dramatic, so perfect.

"Ahaha. Yuu is really funny nii-san." The robot android laugh at your reaction as he whisper this to his older brother, as idia sigh. Idia then ask Rook and Epel for their reason to be in the land of grief and it was for Vil skin routine. To be honest, it's very understandable as you live a few days with Vil because of event last time.

"What about you Yuu-chi why do you want to go here?" Idia stared at you, through he already have a small guess why you wanna go here. "Want to groom Grim? Or give him his car food? Ahaha."

"..." You don't reply and only give them a cold glare, you then proceed to take our your calculator and notebook. "According to my calculations, the rooftop would cause —" you start to count the billing amount that needed for be paid for the damage, he stared at you in shock as you went out of script.

"— then there's grim cat food that get destroyed. It's very expensive, you need to buy it for me, I need 10 of the amount cause you made me experience emotional damage. It's bad you know?" Obviously you will try to swindle em out of cat food money.

"Wait wait am I talking to Yuuchi or Azulchi?! Why you making me pay for things the organization don't even destroyed? Swindle in board daylight!? And here I thought those things only happens in anime!!" idia quickly catch on your drift and you can only click you tongue in disappointment.

"Nii-san, it's a rare occurrence that yuu can visit our home. Maybe we can have a tour of our place~ "

"geez. I already told earlier that this isn't a tourist place to begin with. "

"Does this include free food."

"Yup~"

"ok." Your a very simple person. Ortho proceed to tour you, Epel, and rook around the place. At least to the safe places before going to what seems to be a meeting room of super heroes with how techno advance it look. After the tour and after Rook give the beauty product, you guys were given a room to stay for a bit. While you were enjoying you stay in the room, you heard someone calling for you.

"Yuu~" it sound like Ortho... Kinda. Sound like Ortho who hit adolescent or something. Or if could be a ghost! "Hmm what. " You were currently connected to the organization wifi because Ortho seems to think that you won't have anyone to tell them off too or won't even think of doing so. Beside his right, and your going to do your daily when this voice start to bug you.

"Yuu~" the voice called again as you tried to concentrate on the game your playing. You already saw your character died in the mobile game 5vs5 and then saw your game turn into losing when when the voice keep bugging you. Even flat out laugh at you.

"The enemy was hiding behind the bush."

"..."

"Use your third skill to help you ally.... Ahah. Why did you froze yuu? Now you died in game ~ big brother would laugh at such simple mistake ~"

"shut up!!!" You finally snap after the voice seems to not shut up at all. You look around the room and found no Ortho. You froze. You honestly thought Ortho was with you, at least that's what you mind told you even so you don't hear the door open at all.

But Ortho can unlock it since his an Android of this place... Many things run in your mind but it stop when you saw the door open and you saw flaming hair run out the hallway.

"Oh.... Am I supposed to chase him..." You wonder if your a cannon fodder in horror show if you did that, but then again remembering the things you been through those months. Something like horror most been easy mode for you ,who live with ghosts.

You sigh as you went out of the room and chase the figure as you thought that Ortho seems to want to play with you. As you follow him, you went down to a place like an underground of some old temple or something.

"Why you making me go to a classic horror B plot. This is not very cool." You commented to no one. You heard a giggle in the darkness as you walk down the stairs. "then why did you still follow if you knew that will be the case?" You heard Ortho? Reply in the deepest part of this place.

"Well, I have nothing better to do. And I know you brothers very well..." At least to some extent that Idia is all bark at most cases. And Ortho won't do anything his brother won't want.

".... Do you really ?" It seems that Ortho? Took a while to say those words. As you arrive in the ground floor. You heard the sound of grief coming from the hole. It's seems to be full of phantom or ghost or both. "Ah. That hole looks very dangerous... Very Dangerous..." You mumble going near the said covered hole.

"Yuu~ your quite idiotic don't you know?" A chuckle rang out of the covered hole. Before phantom inked hands come out and reach out toward you, same type of inked hands held your legs, enabling you from running away as a ink like creature seems to sip out of the covered hole.

".........." You were too shock to move and can only stare at the golden eyes that stared at you as the first set of phantom ink hands reach to hold your right hand and give it a soft kiss on the back of your palm. "Cheesy." Was the words you left out after the gentleman like miss from this phantom.

" Ahaha. Yuu~ your really interesting. Usually people would scream from fright or faint don't you think?" Ortho? Seems to enjoy your reaction but you can't really see his face, only his eyes.

"Who said I'm not frightened? Ah. My processor takes a long time to process my fear. I probably would faint any minute now." You rolled your eyes, making a haft joke statement— at least that's what you thinking as your brain finally realize the scenario. You fainted and your body fall toward the phantom because of gravity.

When your body get expose to more of the phantom ink, a bit of it start to become cold. But it's not noticeable as Ortho? Poke your unconscious form. "People of another world are really something else..." He seems to think about what to do with you.

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When you open your eyes, you found yourself in white place. It's so bright, discord light mode is embarrassed. You look around the place and saw the same version of Ortho you saw from the masquerade ball a few months back.

"Prefect Yuu~" Ortho? Called out to you and you stared at him. Looking like a hawk looking at it's prey or an eye candy.

"Wow the genes of shroud sure is something else." You shamelessly compliment him. His quite good looking. Or at least that's what your mind telling you, this is probably a weird ass dream.

Usually in dreams you cant look at something far too long or it be distorted but you been looking at Ortho? For a while and he seems to stay as he is. Smiling while looking at you.

"...oh. This isn't a dream... I most be dead then." Your quite a optimistic (not) "not yet, it's called spirited away ~" he chime in. Sometimes he wonder just how think things so simple. But then again he remembers how you tease him when you two finally meet. It's really... Been a while.

"Oh. Are you H*ku and I'm ch*hiro then?" You made some illegal reference to a brand that's not sponsored and not related to Disney.

"What's that."

"Nothing." You quickly change the topic before you get lawsuit. "So what now?" You wonder why your spirited away by Ortho? To begin with. Now that you think about it. How come there's this Ortho and there's an Android Ortho? "Are you twins with android Ortho." You unconsciously ask out loud.

"Nope. My brother made him after I died. He was quite depress."

"........" This guy just said the most depressing thing and he still smile a out it. "Oh." You don't know what to say at least. What can you really say to a dead person? It's not like you can say condolences, it's an event from years back before you were here.

And thinking about what happened to earlier and what android Ortho said "or you'll end up like me."

When talking about phantom frozen in the eyes. His death probably cause by phantom. Basing that shroud family seems to run an organization for blots.

He probably died when young, hence the young looking appearance of android Ortho. ... Still what does it mean if you manage to solve the possible reason of his death and whatnot? You can't really say anything to a ghost to comfort about something like that, now can't you?

Wait ghost... Ghost... Evil spirit ... Hmmm.. why does that sound familiar.

..

"AHHH YOUR THE ONE WHO CAUSE ME TO BE SICK AND FORCE TO DRINK THOSE HORRIBLE MEDICINE!!" You pointed at him like it's the worse criminal and the worse offense he have done to you.

"But those medicine are really good for you, Yuu."

"Say that to my face if you can drink it with a straight face."

"..." It seems that he also can't drink it and have horrible memories of it. It most been one of his medicine he drink when his still alive. "Sorry." He apologize to you.

"Sorry too. I don't mean to yell." You felt bad when he apologize to you. "It's ok, I can see your point. Beside what can I help out with the shroud little ghost prince?" You don't get why he dragged you to be spirited away, based on the understanding on the event. There's probably a war going on the surface.

"I learn that Prefect Yuu is one of those helpful people in the world of twisted wonderland. Helping those who experience blot..." He start to flatter you with compliment you wonder what he wants from you really. "... Being compliment by a handsome guy makes me embarrassed." You honestly don't know what to say. Even so you know he probably will ask a favor from you. It's still not normal to get good words from good looking people.

Especially in this world. They rather talk shit in front of you than say something good. If they did, it's not cause one want to escape being punish by their dorm leader ( Ace) "ahaha. Seeing Prefect Yuu embarrassed is quite a cute sight. I can see why you want to tease Ortho before." Laughing seems so normal for him as you always hear it.

"Hmm. Well I like to tease your brother too cause your flame hair looks very cool with how it change color based on what you felt." You who been around the shroud have finally discovered the amazing hair color that will happen if trigger by emotion. It's quite funny. Idia doesn't think your funny when your deliberately do it through but doesn't say much cause your quite shameless and you three are quite close. "I don't see why you have to tease me to see my reaction. I don't think I look that funny to be an amusing sight." You sigh.

"Well I want to see your reaction Yuu, since this one of the rare occurrence I can see you face to face... At least as face to face as I can get." The white space around you two change into idia room. You look around and wonder if it's just and illusion or not. "I can only watch you from afar... I always wish that this day would come faster... " He reach out to you, you look at his hand that seems to be melting into ink, you reach out to intertwined your hand with him, his hand are cold and sticky cause of the ink. But he seems real enough to be called a ghost. "Ah. I have stalker... " You laugh as you take what you understand what he mean by that. He was taken back by what you take on what he just said, a bit of his hair have turn pink. "Little stalker, did you watch me all the time? Like watch me without privacy? Ah, you don't happen to be one of those ghost who—"

"no!! I don't d-do that... " His hair have turn pink now because of what you just said. The smile on your face seems so annoying to him as you began to counter his approach to you. He tried to move his hand away to hide his face but you refuse to let go of him. You shamelessly held his other hand to make sure he will not hide his face that seems to be so embarrassed and really cute sight to see.

"How would I believe you? The Ortho I know keep telling me about how my browser history is going to hell bound me. Since Ortho is probably based on you. Your probably worse." You were just bluffing, at least you wish you were. Android Ortho did peak on your browser history one time since you connected on their dorm wifi and he get curious what type of things you like to make sure he can be a good host. What he saw open his eyes and realize that you really are something else.

"I-im not... Geez... Ortho really..." He mumble to himself as if cursing his other brother about putting him in such situations. You think it's quite adorable he think android Ortho seems be treated as family still by original Ortho. "Hmm. I was just kidding. " You think teasing him might make him explode, you about to let go of his hand but he unconsciously refuse to let you go.

"Prefect... Don't let go yet..." He seems like a puppy that being bullied, by taking his favorite away. Holding the hand of the living, it felt weird but it's nice. He don't want to let go. Especially that he have limited time to do so. "Ah...fine." seeing how he acting pitiful like begging you to continue to held his hand. It made your heard ( ba-bump ) and flustered because your quite weak to good looking people.

You two stayed in a situation of just holding each other hand, you really wonder what he wanted from you. At least you know that you only meet him once. but he seems to know you very well. "Ortho..." You wanted to ask him something when his hand slowly let go of yours. "Yuu... I wanted to spend more time like this with you... But it seems my plan did not work... " He mumble, his eyes full of sadness.

"I-... " He wanted to say something but can't find himself to say it. He wonder if saying it will do anything. He believes that his just wasting his time, wasting his limited resources to do something selfish. But... This was the only time where the two of you are in a close approximate. Because his soul is in the underworld and you whos sleeping beside the gate of underworld, made him take the chances of being able to meet you again.

Even so, his older brother who have saw your almost cold body sleeping peacefully almost breathless begone to worry, even when the good guys want to save you who seems to enter a deep slumber. Where your soul is not within your body. Because he taken it to spend time with you, because of being selfish to spend more time with you.

He can't understand his self. His not living, why is he infuriating with a living that don't even belong in this world...

Maybe, maybe because you don't belong in this world. If your time have run out... You won't be able to meet him in the underworld. Because your soul doesn't belong to this world. Because this might the only chance he can get. Many thoughts comes in his mind, his form melted even more into ink.

"You like me?" You blurted out what he wanted to say. He found himself meek. He can only nod because he can't find his voice to say anything.

"Ohhhh... " You don't actually think he would agree in your question. Now you found yourself even more embarrassed. The sound of your heart seems to be so loud. "A-ahm.. i-is t-thats s-so... " You start to shutter on your words. You really don't know what to say. You want to question him why he even like you. There's not much to like about you.

"Ortho have told me, lot of things about you, I become curious and look at you who always hang out with Ortho and big brother...." He stared straight to your eyes.

"I wonder what's about you that made my big brother comfortable to open his heart to befriend someone, to spend time with someone that's his family.... I was worried and wanted to see you for myself that's why I appear before you in the masquerade ball. But I found myself deep in a trenches... " Staring at you, he can't help but feel even more sad. Because what he feel is impossible, the story of the two of you will not end in such happy ending because you are of the living and from another world. And he, who's time have long run out and can only roam the underworld. Belong to this world and lock In this pit of abyss. There's no escape. There's no chances, there's no miracle. There's no love story for a villain and selfish one.

He thought as he realize your slowly waking up. Leaving him from this place. Time is running out. If there's no more chances like this. He will take each of second as he can to the fullest and be swallowed in an illusion made by this moment for eternity in this lonely abyss.

"Yuu of another world. " He begin. "I found myself falling for living being like you." He finally confess. He saw your feet is slowly fading, you don't seems to notice as you were mesmerize by him. "C-can I ask if I c-can k-kiss you...!?" Since there might no chances like this. He is going to be shameless.

"O-oh... O-ok...!" You don't actually process what his saying as you are hearing yelling of multiple voices to weak up. But since you agreed. He smiled and reach to give a kiss, you were taken back the feeling of something against your lips but you can't response back as he back away and say "

I wish I can spend more time with you... But it's good bye for now, Yuu... I love you, please take care of my brothers~" There's a sad smile on his face as you finally fade from that place and your soul return to your body. When you disappear from in front of him, the illusion disappear, his form distorted into a monster, into a phantom. Yet for a monster his tears seems to be falling like his human when his not.

... You wake up and realize you were sleeping for a while. Idia have found you unconscious, his brother told him, the underworld have swallowed your soul. They have to open the gate and take your soul from the underworld or else you'll be stuck and die. His brother lied to him. Telling it was the underworld fault when it was him who did it. His brother believe him, there was a fight but when he found himself defeated like a final boss, others have questions him where did you go and he told him.

Your soul have been spirited away to the underworld and his trying to free you ( as well his dead brother who have turn into a phantom, to complete his family) now that the underworld have been close, he wonder if you can still wake up. The time you spend in the underworld is only a few minutes, but in the real world it was days that have been pass. The only reason why you wake up was because Ortho have let you go back, he don't want to see his big brother in distress.

"Yuuchi that's very uncool of you to sleep like your some sleeping beauty. But let's just ask where's the other part of the sentence on you?hihihi." Idia laugh as he try to act tough again. His happy to see that your awake. "So what did Yuu dream about?" Ortho ask you who's lying on the bed, sick once again because of what happened. You felt very weak, so dreadful. You felt like dying is better than drinking those bitter medicine Ortho want to feed you or the feeling that makes you uncomfortable.

"A handsome guy confess to me and kiss me." You told them. They both look at you like you said the most big ass lie in the world. "sureeeee.... You should drink more medicine. I think your brain have been little moldy..." Ortho pat your head.

"I thought only normies that's age of a young children dream such fairy tale. Ehehe... What a laughable thing to say Prefect." Idia saw this a time to tease you. You can only frown and smack Ortho hand away. Those bastard did not believe you! "You two are really mean!!" You pout, you want to return those bastard of a friend who don't believe that dream is real. But there's no refund at all. Your stuck with them. You heard a third giggle in the room. You froze you look at the two who seems to saw how your looking like you see a ghost.

"What's wrong Yuu? Did you see the dream prince charming of you? Still not fully awake? Ahaha..." That Idia is making fun of you but your eyes went to the person laughing between him and Ortho. "......................" You long stare and silent while looking at the air between him and his brother made idia freak out thinking your looking at something they can't see.

"W-wait.. w-wait... Y-you... T-theres..." Idia is too scared to turn around. "Where? Is there supposed to be someone here?" Ortho look but can't see what you see. It made the spirit or whatnot your looking at smile in amusement, and even went to blow wind to the back of his older brother neck. "GHAYYYYY W-WHAT WAS THAT!?" Idia scream like a chicken, and went to hide behind you, who's shorter than him.

"Y-YUU WHAT WAS THAT?!" He shakes you. It's very uncool of him but he can't see makes him unable to justify what he should treat the entity. "My prince charming." You smiled. "His going to bully you cause you bullying me " you jested. The phantom chuckle, he doesn't disagree in your words.

"Yuu is the reason you get spirited away was because a soul from the underworld have fallen for you? That's very an odd story. What a rare case." Ortho wonder who's this ghost. Idia who's hiding behind you tried to calm down by thinking it's just a plot of a novel. Just as he think that. He wonder what type of person that's inside the gate of underworld can take your soul aways quite freely. As far he knows the only people who can access the gate is from his family—

"....." He suddenly realize something, he stop hiding from behind you. He went to where he was standing before, where your looking at, looking at the ghost who's looking at his living big brother who tried to find where the soul of his brother is standing at. "Could it be..." He wanted to know but he can't see what you see. He wonder if your lying but he don't want to think it's a lie. He don't want to believe what you said is a lie. He want to believe in a lie because he still want to spend more time with both his brothers.

"O-ortho..." He called out to the ghost who walks pass him without knowing and seat beside in your bed looking amuse at his brother who thought his talking to him. He seems quite entertain. "Ah, the one who spirited away Yuu is phantom Ortho..." The android suddenly understand. He seems to not think the situation is odd. He felt it's just matter of time. It seems that the brothers have similarity to this extent.

He thought while looking at you and his older brother who's sobbing and talking about something to the ghost Ortho. You long have rest back to the soft pillows. It was the rare chance you can take the whole bed of idia. Your quite shameless. The bed is too soft and nice to sleep at after all. Ghost Ortho rest beside you, looking at you, reaching out to held your hand even so it's impossible. He pretend to sleep beside you as you close your eyes. Feeling quite tired.

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He thought that he won't ever see you again. But he found himself in a spirit form roaming around, he thought his dreams have consumed him but he saw his big brother room where your sleeping with your friends walking in to visit you. Then saw you awake and talking to your friends. He once again a third point viewer of everything you do. He watch in silent as he did because no one can see him. No one would know it. It's seems better than being struck in the underworld till who knows when.

When his older brother played in his computer he seat on the bed and watch you sleep peacefully. He wonder smiled thinking this would be enough. Even so it's not. His greedy, he wanted to be with you even such false belief. He tried to held your hand but his hand always went pass it. How depressing. But when you finally well to drink your medicine on your own. He saw you staring straight into his eyes, as if looking at him. He believes it's a miracle or an illusion then if it's the latter he don't want it to end. Let him be swallow in such delusions.

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A/N: hello! It been years since I return to this Tumblr blog of mine. Here is the request thats ask by you last February 8 2025. I don't know if this sequel you ask have been serve well with this one. I don't know how I use to write for this blog and I just gotten back to twist fandom after watching book 7. I might write more stories of shroud soon! And another part for this one if requested. Thank you for requesting!!

The reason why You doesn't get effected by the gate of underworld like Vil and riddle did in the OG story is because Yuu is not from this world and the logic and law of the world won't effect them in full blast like resident of this world.

[gentlebeardsbarngrill]

So I have not yet watched Severence, but I have seen quite a few screen captures of it over the past couple weeks.

Well last night because I slept more than 6 hrs by going to bed right after work, my brain pieced together what id seen in screenshots and made the weirdest fucking storyline, please tell me if it’s anything close to how the show is in reality.

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I walk into my office to find my parents (who are too old to party) and a bunch of people I dont know dancing in brightly lit rooms in suits.

It is casual friday, im the only one in cargo pants, a hawaiian shirt and a tie. Everyone glowers at me but goes back to dancing 70s style.

I get irritated so I go into the break room to get some coffee, and someone has filled the entire place with plants. There are two old gay guys whispering to each other amidst the plants that they are in love but their love is forbidden.

I get my coffee which tastes like cherry soda and marshmellows, wtf, and walk back into the main office room which has now turned into a long white hallway. Everyone is lined up, and there are scientists with clip boards and gloves telling everyone their new assignments.

I go to get mine and they tell me I cant participate because I am dressed casual for casual friday. One of the people from the office looks at me and whispers “help”.

I punch a scientist in the face. He doesnt move.

The lights go out. I am suddenly late for class in college that I havent been in 20 years. I enter my classroom that looks suspiciously like the office and there is an orgy happening.

I dont know whether to be confused or angry no one invited me.

My Literature and The occult professor puts a record on the record player and tells everyone theyve passed the orgy test. She tells me im expelled for not participating.

She wont let me into my locker which is suspiciously in the room in the back with a bunch of plants.

I tell her if she doesnt move ill take off my clothes. She shrieks and lets me through. (Boy what a lovely internal self image abby lol)

I go into the backroom with all the plants, open up my locker and pull out my apparently infinite yaoi comic collection.

Amongst the plants are the two old gay guys from before but younger. Their love isnt forbidden here.

I leave the room and im back in the long white hallway and people in suits /scientist outfits are clapping and telling me we need to run the simulation again to confirm results.

I then start dreaming about cats fighting off a giant robot using kitchen utensils.

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Anyway, is that anything like Severance 😂 (and should I watch Severance)?

[viamutationis]

My absolute beloved new guy Solomon Reznikov, my soon-to-be PC for an upcoming Mage the Ascension game set in 1995 NYC. He's a physicist & quantum engineer Etherite with a bit of a hubris problem. Forces specialist with a magic wheelchair and a robot cat familiar. Infodump is under the cut because I love him so so much.

[ID: Art of a white man with pale skin, long wavy blonde hair that's windswept with ample flyaways, and amber eyes with blue sclerae and a drooped left eyelid / ptosis. He has freckles and acne scars, and a scar runs through his left eyebrow. He wears glasses with four additional small, round lenses attached. He has a bushy moustache and stubble. He wears a purple blazer with swirly gold patterns, a yellow t-shirt with blue stars, wrist and shoulder braces, and brass ring splints. He is in an electric wheelchair. He is surrounded by brass cables, and there is lightning behind him.]

A former child prodigy who graduated with his PhD in Experimental Particle Physics at 18, Solomon has simultaneously grown up without any friends his own age, minimal social skills, and constant reinforcement that he’s simply better than the rest of the world. A nervous breakdown during his thesis led to a violent and sudden Awakening fueled by an bad acid trip, and he was scooped up by the Society of Ether soon after, having independently developed a compatible paradigm. An encounter with a high-torment demon’s apocalyptic form during his postdoc caused him to form an unlikely friendship with a Nephilim Templar (the other PC lmao), with whom he traveled to NYC. He’s 25 now, and currently employed as a Professor at CUNY ingame. 

He's a bisexual trans man, though he's stealth regarding his gender and closeted with his sexuality. His hobbies are largely geeky, but perhaps surprisingly, not sci-fi geeky. He loves Magic the Gathering and AD&D, and DMs an AD&D game where all players at the table are fellow Mages. He spends most of his time cooped up in his laboratory doing weird ass experiments and inventing shit, however. Solomon has Autism and NPD and is more than a bit awkward, blunt, and hubristic even by Mage standards, but he’s also a bright, creative man who hopes to advance the scientific field - ideally for humanity’s benefit. (I refuse to play a mad scientist who isn't autistic as hell. Projection <3)

He has Forces 3, Prime 2, and Entropy 1 to start. His glasses are an Instrument for his sensing abilities, with each additional round lens color-mapped to a sphere: Yellow for Forces, white for Prime, indigo for Entropy, and purple for Correspondence (not yet functional - he’s still learning it). 

Solomon has what would likely now be diagnosed as hEDS with a marfanoid phenotype, but in-game in 1995 his dx is Marfanoid Hypermobility Syndrome. He almost always wears ring splints, and other joint braces are common. He uses a hypertech electric wheelchair that he designed alongside a fellow Etherite engineer, which in in-game terms is a 3-dot Wonder. It’s able to transform into a pair of forearm crutches when needed through a Matter effect, and it has a large side-bag with portals inside its pockets for summoning his Instruments as well as his medication and joint braces (Correspondence+Matter). The crutches have a side-bag with the same ability. I have one more effect to give it but I keep debating back-and-forth on that third thing LMAO. In terms of medical stuff he also has osteoarthritis, gastroparesis, dysautonomia, small fiber neuropathy, ectopia lentis, mild scoliosis and kyphosis, aortic root dilation, and mitral valve prolapse.

He moved from Moscow to London in 1973 when he was 3, and among the few objects he brought with him was a small tin can with a cat drawn on its exterior and a heart made from dingy red fabric stuffed inside - his imaginary friend as a toddler. Over the years, he’s added parts and technology, eventually replacing the tin can face. While the Familiar - eventually dubbed Meowdinger - is now a robotic cat created with hypertech and granted sentience through advanced AI, the dingy fabric heart remains in its chest. It likes boxes and consumes Tass in the form of quantum soup through a cat bowl, and it eases his chronic pain through healing nanotechnology injected by its affectionate licks.

Also, he's Jewish :D He's mostly secular, but he goes to a Reform synagogue on the holidays. He has a complicated relationship with religion.

Other fun facts (if you read this far):

In MtG he plays a blue-red control deck and in AD&D 2e (the edition he'd be playing in '95) he plays an Artificer Specialist Wizard when he's not DMing.

His merits/flaws on his sheet are Hyperflexible, Lightning Calculator, Mechanical Aptitude, Hands of Daedalus, Eidetic Memory, Research Grant, Impediment (4 pt), Echoes (1 pt), Inappropriate (1 pt), Mental Lock, Obsession, and Overconfident. If that sounds like a lot it's because my ST ups the cap to 10 points LMAo. In terms of his merits, basically he's just an Int 5 super genius cunt. Obsession represents his special interest in physics, Mental Lock represents stimming / perseveration, Impediment is for all his disabilities, and he has Inappropriate for his tendency to drop absolutely out of pocket reads, which is going to be extremely fun to play. Re: Echoes, gravity is funky around him, so his hair is always sticking up and he has to keep his papers down with rocks so they don't blow away.

His favorite Jewish holiday is Purim, because he has a friend (another Etherite) who makes them ridiculous matching costumes every year. Usually with sci-fi bits that actually work.

[mom0cat]

What if tsams pokemon au

Sun: Litten (Cleo) and Litleo (Muffin), bc ofc he has fire cats (both have everstone collars bc the house is full enough without a wrestle cat and a lion), could also see him having an emolga that likes to perch on his rays

Moon: Seviper, Reed said Moon would have a seviper on a live once and he was correct, i could also see him with a solosis or one of its evos

Eclipse: Doesnt have a mon til eaps, but he has a sylveon that hates literally everyone including him, the kids wanted the dumpster eevee that hated everyone and Eclipse was the only one that never tried to pet it or force interaction so he's her favorite, he just woke up with a sylveon on his chest one day and figured that it might as well happen, Clippy is a little houndour robot

Lunar: Doesnt have his own mon until he dies and comes back from space with a Minior, he acquires a cosmog after he starts astral training bc it decided to cling to him, i imagine it maybe evolving when Lunar has his powers sealed and then evolves into a lunala when he becomes an astral proper

KC: Makes friends with a lazy ass stray Stoutland but never catches it, like that dog KC mentioned we have no idea what happened to it after his death

Earth: The Creator sent her out with a Porygon and she catches a Chikorita before meeting Sun, now the chikorita is a Meganium, and the porygon had all the spyware removed and is now a happy Porygon2

New Moon: Never bonds much with oMoon's seviper, catches himself an indeedee and an inkay that he loves dearly, sometimes plays with his inkay by spinning his faceplate while his inkay matches him

Solar: Has his sun's Audino and a Bronzor his sun helped him catch (yk, before his sunny died), he comes across an absolutely miserable runt of a shiny tinkatink while Jack is missing and now he has a baby, she is much healthier now and all metal in the house they dont want used on a tiny hammer needs to be hidden

Ruin: Doesnt have any pokemon, but is always wearing two damaged pokeballs on his belt frills (tho after a theoretical healing arc, id give him a little shiny morpeko that likes to try and eat his fingers)

Jack: Yes yes, pumpkaboo, ofc, but his "starter" is actually an unown that just started following him one day, it likes to play fetch (be thrown like a frisbee at mach fuck and then float back to be thrown again)

Nexus: Picked his inkay up after dSun grabbed him, evolves her into a malamar bc the powerful brainwashing could be useful but never actually uses it bc she's still a sweetheart that just wants to play with him and cuddle

Left his indeedee with the family, if asked he says its bc she's too weak, but really he just knew he shouldnt bring her into such a negative environment

Both his pokemon are a mess after his death and while the others were very hesitant to bring his malamar back to the house bc she was loyal to Nex till the bitter end, she mostly hides in the fort room (he gets a redemption arc post witherstorm bc fuck you, i want him to be happy)

Henry and Charlie: an old man of a Lucario that used to help Henry with his work sometimes, recognized Charlie's aura the moment he saw her again, even despite the new body and magic

Might continue developing this au, idk, def wanna draw some of the teams

[lexicals]

[ID: A five-panel comic drawn in a cartoony style with flat colours and thick textured lines. The first panel shows one of the lethal company crewmates (wearing a plague doctor mask) holding a toy robot in the foreground, asking "I think we have enough, right? Should we go?" Another crewmate in the background wearing cat ears and carrying a box replies "Yeah, sounds good" as they walk off-panel. In the second panel, a small sfx reads "SNAP" and the foreground crewmate turns to look at where the cat ears crewmate left the panel.

The third panel is a much wider spread and shows a view of the end of a room with a doorway, mostly in darkness. One crewmate is lying on the floor on the left hand side of the door, and the other is falling to the ground on the right, dropped by some kind of long-armed creature with its hand extended. The creature is mostly obscured, only its arms and a pair of glowing white eyes visible.

The last two panels show the masked crewmate again, looking back over their shoulder with cartoonishly large eyes, and then vanishing in a puff of crewmate-shaped smoke. End ID.]

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I finally got to play new funny spaceman game

[justice4billy]

That's what you get for waking up in Vegas

Chapter Twenty

Note; sorry for the lack of updates, I've been celebrating my birthday and I've been on holiday. Not many more chapters to go now thanks to all who are reading and liking.

A few days later....

"Come on man, we haven't even celebrated your winnings yet" Tommy urged swigging another beer whilst leaning against Billy's counter.

Because it didn't feel like a win Billy thought, shaking his head. "I don't feel up to it" he replied swigging his beer.

Tommy shook his head. "This is not the Billy I know dude, come on your a millionaire now, chick's are gonna be all over you" he declared.

"That's the problem" Billy grumbled.

"Come on man, we go to one club and if you hate it we go home" Tommy bargained with a grin.

Billy sighed. "You aren't gonna shut up are you?" He asked.

Tommy shook his head. "Not even for a second" he replied with a grin.

"Fine" Billy grumbled defeated.

He was already dreading this.

........................................................................

The bar was crowded. The pair had to push their way past sweaty bodies to even get to the bar, Billy knew he would hate this but he needed Tommy off his back. The last thing he wanted him to know was that he was thinking about Hannah, and that he had been for a while.

Tommy let out a whistle. "Hey girls" he purred as Billy rolled his eyes, already dreading the interaction.

"Hi" they chirped.

Billy looked round to see two girls standing beside Tommy. If he blinked, he could swear they were almost twins. One blonde and one brunette, hair in tight curls and dresses that were far too short.

"I'm Tommy and this is Billy" Tommy introduced putting his arm around Billy's neck.

"Hey" Billy grunted unenthusiastic.

The blonde eyed him. "Hey" she winked. Billy hid a grimace.

"My boy here is a millionaire" Tommy boasted.

"Really?" The blonde asked coming to Billy's side. "How about you get me a drink handsome?" She purred.

"What do you want?" Billy asked robotic. He hated all the fakeness.

"Martini please" she stated. Billy nodded ordering himself a beer and paying for the drinks. "The names Stacey" she introduced.

"Billy" he nodded taking a sip of his beer.

"What brings you here Billy?" She asked.

Billy shrugged. "I'm only here because my friend bugged me" he stated.

"Ouch" Stacey replied before smirking. "Aren't you glad you came out?" She asked putting her hand on his arm.

Billy snorted, shaking his head. "Not really" he answered truthfully.

Stacey halted, her eyes flashing to his hand. "You're married?" She asked with a hint of judgement.

"Divorcing" Billy stated bitterly swigging his beer.

"Let me guess, you still love her?" She asked.

Billy paused. "I don't know" he answerd not wanting to explain the situation. "I guess I just miss her" he admitted quietly.

"Then you need to get her back" Stacey suggested.

"Don't think she wants me" Billy replied sipping his beer.

Stacey patted his arm. "Well if I was you id-" she started.

"Well, look what the cat dragged in" a voice stated.

Billy furrowed his brows, turning around to see Heather glaring at him. A case full of empty glasses in her hand. "You work here?" He asked.

Heather rolled her eyes. "Like you care" she spat. "See you already moved on" she stated.

"Oh no, I'm actually telling him how to win his ex back" Stacey piped up excitedly.

Heather scoffed. "Like she'd want you back after what you did" she accused.

"What did I do? Huh?" Billy asked.

Heather sneered. "Two words, Jason Carver" she replied.

Billy furrowed his brows. "Jason Carver?" He murmered before widening his eyes realisation crashing down. "Oh shit, no its not what it looks like" he rushed out.

"I'm gonna go and leave you two to talk" Stacey replied walking away.

"Yeah sure" Heather replied.

"Look, I was pissed off to start with she just got under my skin, it was a stupid petty act. But I told him to leave her alone" Billy rushed out explaining.

"She was really hurt" Heather huffed.

Billy ran a hand down his face. "I need to talk to her, do you know where she's gone?" He rushed out.

Heather shrugged. "She wouldn't tell me, just said she needed a quiet place" she stated.

Billy paused, digging in the back of his Jean pocket. He grabbed the picture and shoved it at Heather. "Recognise this place?" He asked.

Heather furrowed her brows. "Not sure maybe Thornton State beach" she shrugged.

Billy nodded. "I gotta go" he stated.

"Dude, what are you doing?" Tommy asked. "Oh hey sweet thing" he purred at Heather.

"Literally, die" Heather scoffed.

"Come on, you weren't saying that last week when I had my tongue down your throat" he flirted.

Heather blushed. " I warned you not to bring that up!" She shouted.

Tommy smirked. "I can show you again" he winked.

"Dude, you and her?" Billy asked.

Tommy waved him off. "Long story, where have you been?" He asked.

Billy swallowed. "I gotta go" he stated.

"Where?" Tommy asked.

"Thornton state beach" he called back.

"You're giving up one million dollars man!" Tommy shouted.

Billy waved at him dismissive. He was going to get his wife back, for good.

[saltycharacters]

[ID: A compilation of digital artworks featuring various ocs, most non-humanoid. The 1st image showcases a buff axolotl, red with a heart-shaped head and gills that resemble arrows penetrating her skull. She’s wearing overalls, is covered in miscellaneous tattoos, and has one arm smaller than the other. Next drawing is of a rabbit-esque robot with four floating rhomuses for a head, left leg patterned in checkers, vertically-placed eyes and a short sweater. Following this, the next artpiece showcases a fat humanoid sporting features of a sheep, including fluffy, fleece-like hair, little horns, and fluff sprinkled on her legs and arms. She’s wearing shorts and a sun-themed shirt, and slip-on shoes that somewhat resemble hooves. Next, a ram character with a toothy grin, wearing a long-sleeved dress and sporting a plant motif. Her four horns seem to be coiled vines, has leaves for ears, and a vine-like tail with berrys near its tip. Finally, the last drawing features all four of those ocs as their earlier designs, alongside two new characters including a water-bodied cat with fish, and a chameleon cat with a raincoat and hat. End ID]

Design adjustment for some ocs I drew a while back

[rocambolestim]

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[id: a gifset containing 2 gifs of someone holding a crocheted cat gojo satoru plushie.

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[copperbadge]

Prowly and his friends are going trick-or-treating tonight, they want to know if your parents say you can come with and then after come back to Prowly's house to watch Hocus Pocus and trade candy.

[ID: Happy Halloween! Prowly the Halloween Owl makes his last October appearance with a group of friends in costume, including a skeleton, a robot, a bear, R2-D2, Bast, BB-8, Prowly's brother Owly, and their chaperones, the Plague Doctor and Cat-sune.]