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can you tell who my favorite character is?
rip bro
#mouthwashing#anya mouthwashing#curly mouthwashing#wrong organ#fanart#i have no mouth and i must scream#mouthwashing fanart#mouthwashing game
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playing with AM design concepts because the world is beautiful when your bf has no canon body appearance ♡
#i have no mouth and i must scream#ihnmaims#am ihnmaims#am#izzy's miscellaneous am posts#izzy's scribbles!#🐶#cw gore#?#idk
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My favorite AI/Robot characters part 2!!
considering on making part 3 since there are more characters I wanted to draw
#am ihnmaims#hal 9000#metal sonic#inscryption p03#tmnt metalhead#o.r.c.a.#robot dreams#tottmnt#tmnt 2012#inscryption#splatoon 3#sonic the hedgehog#i have no mouth and i must scream#ihnmaims#2001 aso#tales of the tmnt#2001 a space odyssey#peris draws#that’s a lot of tags um
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[ ID: altered art for "I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream," with the text changed to "I Have a Mouth and Ice Cream," and the horror image of Harlan Ellison / AM now smiling and holding a cone, suggesting a happier story /ID ]
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It's comin along, but lineart is slowwww 🥲
#wip#unfinished#fanart#mouthwashing#mouthwashing anya#ihnmaims#ihnmaims ellen#i have no mouth and i must scream#digital art#digital drawing#artists on tumblr#phoenixdoesart~
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Tiktok fandom is a little dead rn but I thought Tumblr might enjoy it
#ihnmaims ellen#ihnmaims#i have no mouth and i must scream#ihnmaims fanart#ihnmaims fandom#ellen ihnmaims#ihnmaims game#art#song lyrics#teenage dream#olivia rodrigo#Spotify
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before i head off to the party, i wanted to show off my favorite trick that april can do
[video id: a shot of a mannequin robot seated on a chair, with a LCD face displaying the templeOS logo. a voice off camera says: hey april, have you seen my can opener? i can't find it anywhere. the person off camera laughs as a robotic female voice begins reciting the entire hate monologue from harlan ellison's i have no mouth and i must scream. the speech concludes and the voice off camera responds: okay, damn. end id.]
#tech#divine machinery#objectum#robot girl#techcore#technology#programming#coding#templeos#ihnmaims#i have no mouth and i must scream#am ihnmaims#weird tech#robophilia#technophilia#objectophilia#techum#technum#weirdcore#weird stuff#tech aesthetic#robotkin
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Here, here!
@anvill-qtv
Some headcanons:
He has flash like memories of Ellen and the others. (And his former self)
He has zero memories of his family (just what he “WANTED” back in his normal “rich” life, didn’t he?)
AM treats him like a dog and use reward and threats to get him to do what he wants and torment him.
AM finds it amusing on finding Ted more “tolerable” by seeing more like a dog than a human.
Ted 100% rely and fear AM.
Please please someone make asmr of AM from Ihnmaims
#art#my art#video game#Ted am#Ted#am#allied mastercomputer#ihnmaims#i have no mouth and i must scream
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“[…] secretly he likes me. He just doesn’t say that.”
#ihnmaims#ihnmaims ted#allied mastercomputer#ihnmaims am#am#i have no mouth and i must scream#tedam#ted x am#my art#ihnmaims fanart
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sketches !!!! And a colored thing i guess
#ihnmaims#i have no mouth and i must scream#ellen ihnmaims#gorrister ihnmaims#Ughhh i hate Gorrister but he’s not as bad as the other guys…#His character has a lot of emotional depth n stuff but he did hit Ellen (not to mention Glynis) so he is DEFINITELY not a good guy lmao#Also this is just a headcanon but to me Ellen has the “are you freaking kidding me” expression like 90% of the time
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Me when a game got the word 'mouth' it its name, talks about hopelessness and has a bunch of really well-written characters with unusual names (some of which absolutely lack any morals)
#i really hope no one has done this before#mouthwashing#i have no mouth and i must scream#ihnmaims#🌀stuff i made#🌀shitpost
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WUAAAA
Had a dream of a comic like this
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I had to
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So uh I made another blog-
Also um some art
@its-a-love-hate-relationship
#maybe check it out?#especially for my followers and mutuals who are fans of Edgar and AM#The blog is just for them lol#electric dreams edgar#edgar electric dreams#electric dreams movie#electric dreams#am ihnmaims#am i have no mouth and i must scream#i have no mouth and i must scream#ihnmaims#ihnmaims am#ihnmaims allied mastercomputer
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Whumptober Day 27 - Voiceless, “I have no mouth and I must scream”
I feel like I’ve been mean to Wind a lot heh, I feel bad for the little guy. It’s better than the three arrows I put in his chest in that other fic! ...Maybe, anyway.
Warnings: redeads
Ao3 link
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Wind was not happy.
He struggled and kicked, tried to squirm out of the bruising hold on his arms, went limp and tried to just give the two soldiers dragging him along some underground passageway as worse of a time as possible. They’d already taken his weapons and only held him tighter as he struggled, but Wind kept it up anyway.
One of the Yiga grumbled in annoyance as Wind kicked at his legs, and he felt a glint of satisfaction.
“Rotten kid, that attitude will die plenty quick where you’re going,” the other Yiga snapped, ignoring Wind’s attempts to bite him. “This cell was for the hero, but what better way to lure him there than to dump his little brother in it first?”
“You built a cell underneath the outskirts of a village? Wow, that’s normal well-adjusted behavior,” Wind huffed, and one Yiga sneered.
“We merely adapted it for our purposes. And you’re the perfect person to test it out.”
Wind finally managed to clamp his jaws down on one of the soldier’s hands, and he yelled, gloves not thick enough to really protect him. The other one snatched at Wind and put a dagger to his throat before he could press his attack, and Wind reluctantly released the hand, getting the message.
“Link’ll never fall for your stupid trap anyway,” Wind said with a glare, and the Yiga both chuckled.
“Oh yes he will. Have fun, kid.”
A door was opened, and Wind was tossed through without any sort of fanfare, stumbling as he landed. He whirled back around to the door, but it was already closed and firmly locked.
Wind scowled at it, then turned to look around his prison, mind already turning towards thoughts of escape. Who did these Yiga guys think they were, kidnapping him off the street? He was the Hero of Winds! How had they even gotten the drop on him?
Wind scowled again and kicked at the floor of the cell. At least he’d been walking around with Four and Wild. Surely one of them would notice he was missing soon. And if not, well, Wind was pretty good at getting out of tight spots if he did say so himself.
No problem.
Wind put his hands on his hips, looking around the dark cell. There was a single tiny torch hung up on the wall, too high for Wind to reach that lit up the skinny space. A stone wall stood at the far end of the cell, but the two sides were open bars, darkness yawning beyond them.
It... kinda made his skin crawl.
Wind crossed his arms, feeling cold all of a sudden, but he shrugged it off with a huff. He needed to figure out how to get out of here, creepy darkness or not. The deep shadows beyond the bars suggested a bigger area, so if he could just find a loose one, he’d be set. Maybe he could even climb up and grab the torch.
Wind walked over to a side, starting at one end and giving each bar a solid shake. They seemed pretty firmly in the ground, but Wind worked his way across anyway, hoping for a loose one. He got all the way through without a single loose bar, and sighed, crossing to the other side to try there instead.
He’d gotten about halfway when he heard something, creaky and quiet.
Wind froze, listening, and the hair on the back of his neck went up as he heard it again. That noise was familiar. He couldn’t place it, but he knew it was familiar.
And that it was bad news.
A low moan came from somewhere in the darkness, and Wind slowly began to back away, nerves all alight. If he could just see he wouldn’t be nearly as nervous. Maybe the darkness was just freaking him out, and he was imagining noises because of that?
A bloodcurdling scream rang out, and Wind’s eyes went huge as a familiar sensation wracked through him, deathly cold and terrifying.
Oh no, he thought in a panic, his feet frozen to the floor, body unable to turn away from the shambling footsteps he could hear. Oh no oh no oh—
A face appeared in the flickering light of the torch, decaying and horrible, eyes glowing. A rotten hand stretched forward and wrapped around the bars, and Wind stared at the Redead, trapped in its unnatural terror.
It didn’t look like his version of them, taller, with a few ragged clothes on its lanky body, but the feeling it left him with was the same, sheer, unnatural terror.
I’ve got to get away, maybe by the door I’ll be far enough it won’t be able to—
A different scream rang out, sending another jolt through Wind’s chest, and he watched in horror as another redead grasped at the bars, reaching out to him, trying to pull him close. Beady eyes stared at him, glowing and malicious with hunger, and Wind might have whimpered if he could move his mouth.
He fought the paralysis as much as he could, but the moment it started to wear off, one of them screamed again, leaving Wind with no escape. More screams joined the first two, and Wind choked on his breath as a whole group of redeads shambled out of the darkness. Screams came near constantly from their lips as they grabbed at the bars and reached through, trying to get at him.
They can’t get through, they can’t get through they can’t hurt you, it’s just to scare you, Wind thought frantically, heart drumming in his chest. They don’t want you to escape that’s why they put them there you’re okay you’re okay you’re okay.
The screams just kept coming, endless and piercing and shooting Wind’s heart through with inescapable terror. He couldn’t even move to cover his ears, and he felt a terrified scream build in his own throat.
But it wouldn’t come out. Wind could only keep standing there, immobilized, tears trailing silently down his cheeks.
It felt like his heart was being encased in ice, frost shooting through his veins with every scream and grazing touch. More screams joined the agonizing chorus from behind him, and the terror felt like it would crush him, repeatedly crashing over him like a freezing wave.
Hands grabbed at him, nails grazing his skin. Wind couldn’t move, the torrential screams hammering at him, cracking him, filling him up with so much terror his mind couldn’t focus on anything else.
His world narrowed down to screams and beady eyes, Wind drowning in terror, eyes darting around wildly, mind screaming every time a hand grazed him.
If he could move he’d be curled up on the ground, but all he could do was stand here and sob in his mind as a deathly cold hand finally closed around his wrist.
Then a different noise rang out over the screams.
It was garbled in Wind’s ears, some sort of talking he couldn’t make out over the redeads’ shrieks. But suddenly music poured into the cell, cheery and bright, and the screaming stopped.
All of it.
Wind’s ears still rang with them, and the terror still pressed over him like a wet blanket, but there was finally silence, and the hand trying to drag Wind closer to the bars had stopped in its efforts, the redead’s mouth stuck open with its teeth bared.
Wind would’ve sobbed if he could move, and he heard footsteps and talking, his ears still ringing too much to make out. Strong arms pulled the hand off his wrist and cradled him to a chest, shouted something at the other sets of footsteps. The song trilled again, bright and warm, and though Wind still couldn’t do much as twitch his pinky, some of his panic eased as he felt a steady heartbeat against where his ear rested.
The others were here.
There must have been a trip out, but Wind missed most of it, still trapped in the lingering screams he could hear in his mind. Tears trickled steadily down his cheeks, and past the unnaturally sharp fear was a flicker of annoyance at crying so much.
But the terror mostly blotted it out.
Sunshine finally fell onto his face, warm and soft, and whoever was holding Wind lowered themselves to a knee. A face looked down at him, and Wind saw Twilight, eyes fearful.
“Hey Wind, you alright?” he asked, and Wind could only stare at him, heart pounding, terror still clenching like a talon around him. “Wind?”
“Is he okay?” someone else asked, and Twilight leaned back, Time and Wild’s faces both coming into view next.
“He’s not responding,” Twilight replied, and Time leaned in, studying Wind’s face with a worried look.
“Wind, can you hear me?” Time asked, setting a hand on his chest.
I can hear you fine, I just can’t move! Wind wanted to scream, but his mouth was still frozen shut. The only thing that he was still able to do was cry, apparently.
Time gently wiped his tears away, and if Wind wasn’t still so terrified, he was sure he’d be embarrassed. “Do we know how long he was down there?”
“An hour, hour and a half? No more than two based on when we started looking,” a voice Wind placed as Wild added anxiously. Oh good, he avoided the trap. “Is that bad?”
“It’s a long time to be around an attacking redead, no less dozens of them like he was,” Time replied, gently tilting Wind’s head around as he looked at it. “Usually the song fixes things, I have no idea why he’s still frozen like this.”
“Prolonged exposure I’d guess,” Four’s voice added, and Twilight’s hand combed gently through his hair. “It might just take him longer to break out of it. He’s so cold...”
“I still can’t believe we lost sight of him like that,” Wild said quietly, and a different hand touched his shoulder. “I’m sorry, Wind.”
Oh Wild, it’s not your fault, Wind thought, trying to look the champion in the eye and convey the sentiment. I’d tell you so if I could.
Some more footsteps pounded against the grass suddenly, and the amount of voices around Wind doubled, more faces leaning over to look at him, worried questions floating over his head. The other Links had obviously joined the group, and Wind struggled even harder against the paralysis making him nothing but deadweight. But he remained as frozen as ever, a scream still stuck in his throat, ice around his heart.
“Give him space, I’m pretty sure he’s aware of what’s going on and you all are crowding him,” Warriors’ voice chided, and the majority of heads pulled back from his view. The captain’s face appeared in his line of sight, full of worry. “Wind? Can you move anything? Even just something small?”
Wind started at his feet and worked his way upward this time, trying to move anything he could. Fear still thrummed through him, his body on high alert, tears tracking down his cheeks, but he finally managed to twitch his eyelids a little.
“Hey, there we go,” Warriors said with relief in his eyes. “Can you do it again?”
Wind focused, managing another twitch, and almost did a full blink when he tried again. Warriors’ face was still worried, but he looked encouraged by even the tiny movement.
“Here, let me see if this helps some more,” Time said then, and Twilight shifted Wind around in his arms so his head was a little more upright.
Time pulled out his ocarina, purplish blue in the sunshine, and he played the trilling song again, the one Wind finally recognized as the song of passing. Time played it through a couple times, magic falling over Wind like a beam of sunlight. He was surprised the time of day itself didn’t change, but maybe Time was stopping it from doing that somehow.
Suddenly the magic loosened something inside him, the icy terror cracking, thawing a little. Some feeling swept back into his body, and the scream that had been stuck in Wind’s throat this whole time suddenly burst out, loud and terrified.
Time immediately stopped playing, and Wind began to tremble as feeling slowly spread to the rest of him, his scream ending in a hiccup. It felt amazing to finally give voice to the horrible coldness in him, and Wind barely noticed when a thumb brushed along his cheek.
“Wind?” Time asked quietly, and Wind breathed in a shaking breath, firmly blinking tears out of his eyes.
“Th-thank, tha-ank y-you,” he managed get out in a miserable-sounding whimper.
Sighs of relief went up around him, and Time gave Wind a smile, even with the way Wind was shaking and still unable to stop the tears from escaping his eyes.
“You’re welcome Sailor,” Time replied, and brushed a few more of his tears away.
Wind managed a shaky smile back, then relaxed into Twilight’s arms, more and more of the ice in his chest melting away into bright sunshine.
#day 13 continuation tomorrow (or next anyway. might not be tomorrow)#linkeduniverse#linked universe#lu wind#lu time#fic#whumptober#whumptober 2024#no.27#voiceless#i have no mouth and i must scream#writing from the floor#another one dowwwwn#I’m excited for 28 and 29!#...I also don’t have particular plans for 30 or 31 lol so we’ll see about those#maybe ill give in and do something with an oc Link
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