#fantasy roomba

[musicalhistorical]

In a discord server I'm in somebody lamented over how dirty the floors were of their fantasy setting. So I decided to draw a lil fantasy roomba, called Froomba.

Will definitely draw more of them.

[meowonaise]

my piece for this years @galasynth!! 🧹🥖✨

[roomba-mangga]

thoughts on thistle and yaad's dynamic that i vomited in the tags of another post but will now try to articulate here: they're not actually family, or at least they shouldn't be. not in a conventional sense anyway. framing them as uncle and nephew (even in a non-literal, silly fantasy world way) rides more on technicality than anything concrete.

what i mean by this is yaad calls thistle by name and says he and delgal were raised "like" brothers. he talks about thistle like he's an outsider imposing himself into the melinis' space, and it's clear that thistle was never legitimized as a member of the family. for thistle's part, though we don't know how he would treat yaad pre-demon brainrot, it's safe to assume based on the way he punishes him—turning him into a doll—and how little is shown in the way of any sort of relationship between them that thistle only cares* about yaad as an extension of delgal (otherwise i'd expect something like kabru and milsiril, because it's not like another complicated interspecies family dynamic would be out of place, yet there's next to nothing on them even in bonus content, just their scant interactions in the main story).

in essence, they're strangers to one another. thistle's desperation to preserve the illusion of a family, a model where he doesn't even fit, was the snare they were caught in for the past thousand years of stasis. yaad-as-nephew is a prop to uphold that illusion, and thistle is playing a role he's unfit to play. in the context of post-canon interactions, attempting to reconstruct that facade would only be a reenactment of trauma for them both (in a deeply compelling way i'd love to watch unfold, tbh), as that "uncle and nephew" framing places thistle in an implicit position of power over someone he's already traumatized through misuse of authority in the past, a role which also perpetuates his adultification and yaad's infantilization in turn. it'd mostly be an obstacle to any real connection.

best to burn the melini family bridge, i think, and if there's still anything salvageable left in the rubble, let something different supplant it.

[vah-roomba-art]

Fig!! to get me out of art block!! will i draw the rest of these kiddos? i don't know!!!! I might!!!!! Dropping this in the tag and skateboarding away 🛹💨✌

If you like my art consider buying me a coffee! ☕

[luc1d17y-ffxiv]

Map night with the FC was basically "come in your favorite glam," but since the Ar-Caean crafting gear is DoH-only, I went with my second-favorite and leaned hard into the "Raex is Erenville's cousin of some unspecified degree of separation" headcanon.

[fuckablerobotbracket]

[an-absolute-trainwreck]

Reading In the Lives of Puppets just reminds me of how much I’d rather be reading Under the Whispering Door

[zg9y]

Finished my first ever animated commission :D

[ruershrimo]

down bad fr | f.megumi x reader

@takumifujiwarastan remember how a while back you said here that it sucked how there weren't enough introverted girls, reserved girls etc. SO I did try writing this please enjoy their (gn reader woooo) emotional constipation even though the reticence of their personality isn't really highlighted eurgh

having a crush on megumi is so fucking stupid. it’s driving you insane. 

you can’t even talk to him. everything he does, everything he says— your heart leaps like a rabbit he casts, and your emotions soar into a terrifyingly messy mishmash of confusion and yearning and infatuation, and then everything in between. 

you feel helpless, vulnerable like this— rendered out of control of your feelings after years of emotional constipation and a harsh strictness on yourself to rein them in like a rowdy horse being whipped during derby matches. you’re a climber, you’re hanging precariously from a cliff with every interaction, a child standing before a blueprint with nothing but toy blocks and a kiddie hammer, a roomba with its sensors malfunctioning— you get the point. those were enough metaphors to delineate your predicament.  

well, he doesn’t even like you anyway, right?

but you want him so badly. 

you just want to hammer it into his thick skull. to just go, ‘hey, I like you even if you may not like me! just go out with me anyway!’ 

yet with each interaction you struggle even more. because how the hell do you confess to fushiguro megumi, much less go out with him and become his partner?

for years romance had remained nothing but a velleity, a nice fantasy you could slip into when your mind demanded respite in the form of escapism and jejune daydreams. but now that your adoration for him has made it all somewhat possible, you don’t know what to do— your control is being tended away from you, and the worst part is that you don’t even mind it that much. 

spiky black hair and eyelashes of silk pass you by, his scent as clean as freshly laundered sheets in hotels. at the start you had thought little about him beyond him being your classmate and eventually just your confidante. yet gradually, you surprised yourself. and everything about him is attractive nowadays: his hair, his pearlescent teeth, the viridian hue of his eyes— hell, he made even the way he drank coffee look like a model of a man in an antediluvian monochrome film of the sixties. and it was so normal, so average, that you were about to slap yourself for the fact that an everyday trait  of his had become something so lovely to look at just because it was him. megumi would hold the cup securely by his lithe fingers, the same one he spouted cursed energy from when summoning his shikigami, before lifting the cup up and bringing the brim to his mouth, his lips that never chapped. 

nobara asks whether he’s drinking black coffee to look cool around and attract people. needless to say, at least you were attracted. 

you hoped he didn’t see the way your face must have blanked out, gaze transfixed on his eyes as he took swigs from his mug. 

why’d he have to be like that?!

megumi continued looking at ozawa, the girl who had a crush on itadori— she was just like you for real, but with double the courage and half the emotional constipation. 

you hoped it would work out for her. that way, perhaps you could muster the strength and bravery to do the same, too. 

you take another look at him. he’s really pretty. had you kicking your feet in the air and all and then screaming in horror because of it, had you wrapped around his finger without even knowing. 

with the help of kugisaki and megumi, ozawa and itadori, the two of them are cajoled to go around tokyo together. it’s the best ‘date’ that the two of them can help the other two have, especially since itadori is dense as rocks (megumi’s probably worse based on your experiences, then) and ozawa is as shy as a touch-me-not flower. 

“oh, and [name],” megumi starts while nobara strolls ahead, all set to begin a new shopping spree. 

“ah— uh, yeah?” you stammer. 

“do you like me? romantically, I mean…” he scratches the back of his neck. 

what the fuck. is this seriously happening? right now? 

“huh? what? I—” 

“no, it’s just that— seeing ozawa made me think. I guess I never considered it an option, but I suppose I have had… feelings for you for a pretty long time…” 

“woah. ah, sorry, I meant— sorry, I’m just very surprised…” you scramble, your hands gesticulating all kinds of things in an exaggerated way of taking it back because yes you like him, you like him a lot— “I mean, I do like you! it’s just, fuck— uh, what do I say— I’m really scared. I thought you didn’t reciprocate at all.” 

“I could tell. but I…” he hesitates, “I overthought everything,” then with a frown, he goes, “gojo would have teased me if he was here.” 

“well, I– uh. we’re lucky he isn’t, I guess?” you pause, “...so what do we do now? are we a thing? are we dating? wait, am I going too fast? I, oh my goodness, I—” 

“would you like to?” he asks. your knees are about to buckle with every second he keeps his eyes on yours. 

“I…— well, I would.” 

“then it’s settled. can I— can I hold your hand, please?” 

“...okay.” 

with trepidation in your hands and your heart pounding in your chest, you inch your hands closer, saline sweat on them as if you’d dipped it into the sea. he keeps his gaze on yours— they’re as unsure as you are, his cheeks a slight scarlet, his eyes swirling with nervousness but a sliver of anticipation, of joy and relief. so he feels exactly the same as you do, then. 

his fingers find yours after a while, tracing along the lines of your palm like a blind man touching something for the first time. you want to learn to love and to memorise each nook and cranny of him starting with his palm, and for once emotional vulnerability is not that bad. 

kugisaki’s in for a shock as soon as she turns around. first it was itadori potentially having a partner before she does, and now megumi? 

imagine writing this because of being delulu abt an irl crush (i should be studying for my exams.) haha couldn't be me right (i'm so cooked)

[adrianasunderworld]

Not that I play Obey Me for historical references or accuracy in any way. It's kinda funny that the Devildom has advanced beyond humanity in terms of tech to the point of having phones and internet but then fully stopped for the next couple thousand years. Case and point when they went to the human world and didn't know what a food processor or roomba was.

But my only gripe with Nightbringer so far is that it doesn't feel like we're in the past beyond how the cast, besides Solomon, treats us. They don't even get a costume change of a different style of clothes. Which, they're in their demon forms, so I guess they don't have to do that for something that is purely fantasy, but you get the idea. Idk maybe they wanted the transition from the original game to Nightbringer to be smoother, which it is. All the basic mechanics and apps are still there with a few additions. But I do wish story wish that there was more effort to make it clear we are in the past. Even something like DDDs are not yet invented, but we still have ours and Solomon did something with his magic to make it so we can still use all the apps and everything to talk to characters. Or that they had recently been invented so everyone is still figuring out how everything works. Idk, just some thoughts.

[c-rowlesdraws]

one of my all-time favorite things to explore in fantasy and speculative fiction is like, the hypocrisy and wackiness (derogatory) underneath the accepted status quo of a setting, especially as it’s presented to an outsider protagonist. So I think part of why I also really really like the quarians in Mass Effect is that, yeah, now everyone dismisses them as stateless, sickly, drifting outcasts, but up until the war that cost them their homeworld, they were a fully thriving civilization, considered unmatched experts in cybernetics and robotics-- and that was only two hundred years ago. To an elderly elcor, that’s still well into their early adulthood. To an asari or a krogan, that’s like a real life human remembering the 90′s. Like, binch!! You were buying the top-of-the-line quarian-made space roombas with everyone else before that whole AI rebellion thing! I bet you still have one!!!!

[spot-the-antisemitism]

Help the roomba sob story writer doesn't even know how seasons work in the Levant

I am Mohammed of the Gazan - fantasy novel opening. I am Cecil of the Jews

evacuated because of Hamas Israel war = plausible

separated from his children = plausible

the children were evacuated without clothes = implausible (I think he means with the clothes on their back)

the children were infected and this slowed them down = plausible but has "anti vaxxer the Jews stole my children when they gave them back they had polio and autism"

they were in hamad town in August

"free of disinformation and bad actors" are you sure about that wikipedia?

according to this Hamad Town was a war zone since December and was very unsafe to be in since May so I doubt if they had the money to move 9 times they couldn't have left

summer season is hotter than winter - lmao european racefake spotted. In the Levant the opposite is true. Mohammed of gazans this is your scam, not your thinly veiled Game of Thrones fanfiction

no human beings should endure this - correct and hopefully this is completely fabricated and not badly ripped off from someone else's real gofundme as they often are (in which case my condolences to the real Mohamed in whose name you are stealing money, he didn't deserve this)

We have no work because of war - highly plausible

we have no drinking water - can't say about Hamad town but possible yes

"leave their details" ignore the detalis that I am a scam and give me your generous contributions and delight the children that I may or may not separated from

someone tell the real Mohammed about this guy Game of throne fanfic of his pain

[roomba-mangga]

Dungeon Meshi WIP tracking

Gothic AU [Falin & Thistle] — Falin is a doctor summoned to a castle to treat a dying lord, whose household is comprised entirely of young people walking on eggshells around his elven chamberlain. No surprise that the place is under some curse—and maybe so is she. She hasn't been the same since her last death.

Ideas: Falin character study, the choice to become a monster, unhealthy friendship with Thistle pre-monsterification, interactions with the Golden Kingdom, genre study/test run because holy shit a lot of this works.

Progress: Rough draft complete (10k). Second draft in progress.

Mythic Fantasy AU [Laios & Thistle] — A Chosen One searches for loopholes in the fine print of his contract after apprehending the Mad Sorcerer who took his sister (because really, "defeat" could mean anything). He offers salvation under the wings of the lion-god of El Reino Dorado... but perhaps this god isn't as benevolent as it first appears.

Ideas: Genre deconstruction and reframing conventions through a SEA/Filipino lens (insp. Gubat Banwa), violence in relation to hunger, potentially religion's place in that. Touching on the colonial undertones to Thistle's background as well. I want to do something with Laios too but have to stew on it muna. Progress: Conceptualization stage. Rough draft in progress (1k), still needs a proper outline.

Post-Canon Thistle Fic [Thistle & Toudens / Thistle & Melinis] — The Big One. Exactly what it says on the tin. Thistle struggles with directionless rage and the new status quo over the seasons.

Ideas: Post-dungeon Melini, processing trauma, elvenhood and identity, busting open the can of worms that is Thistle and Yaad's complicated relationship (Melini family exploration in general). Potentially dungeon ecology lore. Progress: Semi-complete outline, needs fleshing out. Rough draft in progress (16k). I'm scared to finish this.

[gregor-samsa-said-i-could]

Humans are terrifying

Recently (like today, a couple hours ago) I came across this whole "humans are weird" and "humans are space orcs" trend and I have been furiously reading every post I come across. The subject, besides enormously entertaining, feels like a collective sociology debate or something where we describe, using aliens as some sort of audience, the most diverse aspects of human nature. Like some metaphor we're using just to enjoy what we like about ourselves as species.

And, honestly, most of these post are wholesome, cute or even funny but for some reason I feel drown towards the ones that explore the darkest and more gruesome aspects of human, as species. Now bear with me because English isn't my first language but hear me out:

Humans as apex predators. Aggressive humans. The liars, the vicious, the wreckless... It probably goes on and on, since I know for sure I have only touched the tip of the iceberg in my reading.

So, what I'm trying to say it's that sure, it's cute to get along with other species and ride their ships and impress them with our special talents and "properties". But what if we didn't?

What if aliens were afraid of us? What if protocols aren't such a thing after some centuries and there were all kinds of roge, pirate-like, human vessels and colonies around? What if we murder, hunted, ate, assaulted and cheated?

Imagine the horror in the souls of the soft, pacific aliens who are accustomed to their ancient ways of sharing, caring, and respecting, when they suddenly find themselves dealing with a new species that is as unpredictable as it is dangerous. Picture humans hunting a specific kind of alien because their meat is said to taste like some sort of addictive delicacy or because they have horns or nails made out of certain material that sells extremely well in the black market? Imagine humans flirting their way into power only to betray those who entrusted them with everything. I'm pretty sure apex predators can do that and more. The actors. The ones who can laugh at a Roomba with a knife taped to it as if it isn't something a little disturbing to begin with.

They can do horrors. They live in horror.

And aliens pray every day to not find those humans.

Because they all look alike. When and alien meets them they all smile and pat each other. They all ask questions out of juvenile curiosity and offer what they have, no matter how little. But they all can also have scars and sinful grins. They all can stab you in the back. And if you happen to meet the ones who will, you know is gonna be hard to scape. Because humans are some sort of fucking Land Rover-like beasts, specially on their adrenaline fueled moments. How can you avoid becoming the next barbeque? I don't know.

What about serial killers? Sociopaths? Psychopaths? There are a whole lot of new species to mess with. Imagine a narcissist gaslighting the hell out of some naive alien who wouldn’t understand why and how they are being mistreated, yet remains infatuated nonetheless. Dead bodies appearing on the ship in gruesome ways, as if someone were playing with their anatomy, portraying the dead aliens as some sort of spectacle, as if they were trying to say: "Look at what I did, this horrible, horrible thing". Aliens wouldn't understand, nor would they be ready to deal with the absolute disdain humans can sometimes have for life itself.

Even suicide...

I don't know why I find it interesting to think about these kinds of aspects. I'm not precisely enjoying it, but I just find it interesting. It's just some sci-fi headcanon, but still... Humans have so many shades, so much dark in their light. I don't feel the fantasy is complete if I don't consider that as well.

[dullgecko]

The Bad kids and they’re pets (minus Adaine cus we already know bout Boggy) (From most of the headcanons I’ve sent in)

(Riz and Roomba) (this is my favorite headcanon)

Riz and the Roomba’s relationship is complicated. It was a gift from Gorgug. At first he just ignored until it sucked up his tail and he had to kick it off of him. Then he kinda of just avoided it at all costs, if it was cleaning the area near his desk, he’s sitting on top of desk.

Then one day it got stuck underneath a book shelf and he made sure to keep an eye on it. He eventually found it a bit entertaining. He eventually started calling it little nicknames and looking for it when he got home. One day it fell down some stairs and he freaked out, called Gorgug and said something along the lines of- “GORGUG HE FELL DOWN THE STAIRS!!” - “Who?” - “GUKGAK JUNIOR- I MEAN THE ROMBA!!”

(Gorgug and Cloaca/Chloe)

Gorgug always loved birds when he was growing up. He liked watching them, listening to them. He even went through the effort as a kid to learn the different species he had living in the tree. Unfortunately birds are fragile, one day Gorgug saw one had died out in front of the tree and he literally went bawling to his parents asking them to heal it. Unfortunately they couldn’t. They had a little funeral and everything.

Ever since then Gorgug been so careful around birds, and as much as he wanted one, never said anything because he didn’t want to risk it. Cloaca was supposed to be his way of having a bird that he could rebuild if he broke it. Unfortunately, Cloaca “sucked.”

Gorgug wanted to rebuild her or start from scratch but didn’t have the heart. Eventually Cloaca started repeating other things and Gorgug decided to keep her around. Now she sleeps on a stand next to his bed and he’s trying to teach her what her actual name is and that she doesn’t suck.

(Fig and Baby)

Fig’s mom is a ranger, so she has a lot of experience with animals. Baxter was her equivalent to a childhood dog. Baby, however is not a dog, or an animal really. He’s just baby. Baby mainly stays in Hell unless Fig summons him, unintentionally usually. Fig kind of views him a pet of sorts, she’s tried to teach him things, like basic math (which failed) and basic reading (also failed).

Sometimes he’s just koala stuck to her leg or following her around. One time he called her mom and she didn’t correct him until he started saying it in front of people and she had to explain that she’s technically not his mom. This made him cry, ugly and hysterically.

(Fabian and Hangman)

After Fabian found out that the Hangman was a hell hound, he was ecstatic. He tried on multiple occasions to get Hangman to switch back into this form, and much to his disappointment, the bike refused. Fabian tried calling him a good boy, offering him treats, playing fetch.

Eventually hangman gave into his masters demand, and turned back. The hangman was a bit ashamed of this form, due to the many years of mistreatment from his master. After hearing this Fabian went all lot trying to heal the Hangman’s “Canine side”, toys, new bed, treats, he even gave him a collar with the sea caster emblem on it.

(Kristen and unnamed dog)

Kristen doesn’t have a pet currently, she did however have a really old childhood dog. She was an old Sun dog (fantasy golden retriever), she was incredibly elderly and yet would still follow after her wherever she went. Kristen adored her, in the middle of the night Kristen would go downstairs and lay on the old smelly dog bed with her.

She used to sit on the porch and wait for Kristen to come back from school. Kristen doesn’t really remember when she passed, all she knew was that day was the first day Helio talked to her.

AHHH THIS WAS SO LONG!! SORRY FOR THE DUMP BUT I LOVE THESE GUYS SO MUCH!!

These are so good I love them <3

Rizs roomba. Stick googly eyes on it and it activates his prey drive. He will perch and watch it like he's hunting and zone out for hours. He makes sure to clean the top of it occasionally (his office gets dusty because it isn't very well sealed) and keeps the sensors clear. He even put a little lip near the door so it won't escape and fall down the stairs again.

Chloe/Cloaca can't get totally rebuilt but he does upgrade her occasionally. Her feathers look a lot nicer and she's getting smarter but she still has the same basic frame. She's Gorgugs first pet though so he doesn't take her into battle because he's sentimental like that.

Baby is more of a menace than a pet but Fig still loves him. Sometimes interacting with him does require an extra headache tablet though.

Hangman will pout and sulk about it but will usually revert to dog-mode when asked. He is currently learning the joys of head scratches and belly rubs (also the goblin seems to be quite intimidated by this form. Hangman managed to chase the hissing menace up a tree once just by barking and remembering it makes him happy).

Kristen still finds herself wishing she had a pet but feels like she's not responsible enough to care for one right now. She gets a quoki pet to fill the void instead because it doesn't matter if she forgets to feed it occasionally.

[randomfandomsgobrrrrrr]

Books that I have read this year (listen okay they are technically fandoms with no fanbases)

Roomba eats Satan's general (proceeds to start a cult and adopt a daughter)-All the Dust that Falls

Furry is forced into a hunger games that is being live streamed on universal twitch (proceeds to start a cult and adopt a daughter)-The Rise of the Winter Wolf

Girl realizes she's a lesbian only after she becomes god (proceeds to start a cult and adopt a daughter)-Goddess Reborn/Mirror World

Local tree starts eating people on its path to godhood (proceeds to start a cult and adopt a daughter)-Reborn as a Demonic Tree

Ant decides that the food chain does not define him so he equips diamond armor and start controlling gravity (proceeds to start a cult and adopt a daughter)-Chrysalis

Murderhobo -Full Murderhobo

Autistic man decides he hates mushrooms (he is one of the strongest people on earth & his best friend is also a snake god but we don't think about that to hard)-Primal Hunter

Mans sea food is so good that it is legally heresy and gives people super powers (he also has to convince people that he isn't an alien but Australian)-Heretical Fishing

Dudes mere existence angers a god (proceeds to beat up a fantasy world racist) -Gene Harvest

As you can see my taste in books is the best