#running robot times

[militaryintelligenceagency]

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[emperortimesondistantworlds]

[st4ngray]

Deceit trio as Triple Baka

Separated images!

[shepscapades]

[dbhc flavored] Hermit a Day May: Day 14 — Doc!

Featuring both a current-day s10 doc and a verrry early s8 post-deviant doc! :]

[lonelyzarquon]

[arielluva]

NEO

[weaverofink]

oh shit metal stole tails' speak & spell

[random-fandom1984]

MASTER LIST

Request are open!

ALLOWED:

●Fluff

●Yandere

●Angst

●Crossovers

●Character x Reader

●Character x Character

●References to other fandoms

●Comfort

●Headcanons

●Reader/Character from one dimension/universe getting sent to a different one (tfp x tfa, trollhunters x zak storm, etc)

●Suggestive (no sexual intercourse will be written, but it could be hinted: Ex: making out neck bites/marking. There will be no scenes involving the Devil's Tango, not detailing how it goes but subtly described like "glad to investing soundproof rooms" or something like that)

●others to be added

NOT ALLOWED:

●NSFW (Suggestive is okay, just not full-on smut)

●Pedophilia

●Incest

●Certain sensitive topics (rape, abuse, etc)

●Other's OC's (I don't have the confidence to do that)

I also have a master list of poems I'm making

Poems Master List

FANDOMS

Transformers

Tfa:

General:

- Predacon! Reader in TFA - Eda! Cybertronian! Reader

Optimus Prime

- Wattpad Story: Deadly Voice

- Yandere! TFP! & TFA! Optimus x Chubby! Gn Reader

Ratchet

Prowl

Bumblebee

Bulkhead

Jazz

Jettwins

Ultra Magnus

Megatron

Starscream (+clones)

Lugnut

Blitzwing

Blackarachnia/Elita-1

Grimlock

Wreck-Gar

Soundwave

Longarm Prime/Shockwave

- All I Takes Is A Potion to Show How Much I'm Obsessed with You Part 1, Part 2

Wasp/Waspinator

- Bots Will Be Bugs (Yan! Wasp x Cybertronian Reader)

Tfp:

Optimus Prime

- Yandere TFP! & TFA! Optimus x Chubby! Gn Reader

Ratchet

Arcee

Cliffjumper

Smokescreen

Bumblebee

- Bumblebee x SG! Cybertronian Reader

Bulkhead

Wheeljack

Ultra Magnus

Megatron

- Decepticons Meets Sparklings

Starscream

- Decepticons Meets Sparklings

Soundwave

- Decepticons Meets Sparklings

Shockwave

- Decepticons Meets Sparklings

Predaking

- Decepticons Meets Sparklings

5t3v3(Steve)

- Decepticons Meets Sparklings

Knockout

- Decepticons Meets Sparklings

Breakdown

- Decepticons Meets Sparklings

Dreadwing

- Decepticons Meets Sparklings

Arachnid

Unicron

Tfe

Optimus

- Sparklings

Megatron

- Sparklings

Bumblebee

- Sparklings

Elita-1

- Sparklings

Soundwave

- Sparklings

Shockwave

- Sparklings

Tarantulas

- Sparklings

Terrans(PLATONIC ONLY)

Swindle

Starscream

Tfg1

Optimus Prime

- Calling Optimus Prime Dad

Prowl

Jazz

Bumblebee

Ratchet

Megatron

Starscream

Skywarp

Thundercracker

Reflector

Soundwave

- Soundwave x Autobot! Reader Part 1, Part 2

-Clinging to Sanity or Embrace the Fantasy (Yandere! Platonic! Soundwave + teenager! Reader)

Shockwave

Grimlock

Unicron

Other Autobots and Decepticons

Tfbw

Optimus Primal

Rattrap

Rhinox

Cheetor

-His Sea Goddess (Cheetor x Cybertronian Reader with an Octopus alt-mode)

Dinobot

Megatron

Tarantulas

Waspinator

Tfrid2015

Bumblebee

Sideswipe

Strongarm

Fix-it

Grimlock

Drift

Steeljaw

Thunderhoof

Fracture

Underbite

Saberhorn

TF1

Orion Pax/Optimus Prime

D-16/Megatron

B-127/Bumblebee

Elita-1

Starscream

Soundwave

Shockwave

Sentinel Prime

LEGO MONKIE KID

Mk

Mei

Red Son

Jin & Yin

Spider Queen

Azure Lion

Macaque

Sun Wukong

Nezha

Syntax

Huntsman

Goliath (Strong Spider)

Peng

Lady Bone Demon

Not Mayor

ZAK STORM

Zak Storm (PLATONIC ONLY)

Cece

Crogar

Clovis (PLATONIC ONLY)

Caramba (PLATONIC ONLY)

Calabrass (PLATONIC ONLY)

Golden Bones

Trollhunters/3Below/Wizards

Angor Rot

-Headcannons

Gunmar

Bular

Aaarrrgghh

Blinky (Blinkous)

Nomura

Draal

Krel Tarron & Aja Tarron (PLATONIC ONLY)

Varvatos

Tronos Madu

Zadra

Zeron Alpha

Nari

Skrael

Bellroc

Cookie Run Kingdom

Gingerbrave (PLATONIC ONLY)

Wizard Cookie (PLATONIC ONLY)

Strawberry Cookie (PLATONIC ONLY)

Custard Cookie Ⅲ (PLATONIC ONLY)

Chili Pepper Cookie

Licorice Cookie

Poison Mushroom Cookie (PLATONIC ONLY)

Dark Choco Cookie

Red Velvet Cookie

Pomegranate Cookie

Dark Enchantress Cookie

Pure Vanilla Cookie

White Lily Cookie

Hollyberry Cookie

Golden Cheese Cookie

Dark Cacao Cookie

Princess Cookie (PLATONIC ONLY)

Knight Cookie (PLANTONIC ONLY)

Caramel Arrow Cookie

Crunchy Chip Cookie

Affogato Cookie

Captain Caviar Cookie

Black Pearl Cookie/White Pearl Cookie

Shadow Milk Cookie

Mystic Flour Cookie

Others to be added

Adventure Time: Fionna & Cake

Fionna

Cake (PLATONIC ONLY)

Gary

Marshall Lee

Scarab

Prismo

Simon (PLATONIC ONLY)

Marceline (Vampireworld version)

Bonnibell Bubblegum (Vampireworld version)

WHEN REQUESTING (More rules will be added later):

●Include the fact whether or not your request is platonic or romantic; If romantic, is Y/n or character in a relationship, and if not, who is the romantic interest(s)?

●Give me some of the plot of what you're thinking for your request. If you don't, and I don't know what you want it to be about, or I can't think of what to make up- Example:

Optimus x Reader. Angst. Reader is male.

I don't know what the plot should be, or what it should involve. Like, if it's good enough that I can think of what it could be, then yeah, sure, but that will be a rare chance with me. But if it's like this- Example:

Aaarrrgghh x Reader. Comfort. Basically, the reader has had a bad day at work/school, and the two of them just cuddle and enjoy the silence in each other's arms, slowly falling asleep.

Then I will be able to think of how it can go because you gave me what you want to include in your request, but now how, I will be able to get behind that.

● I can make the reader be based off of another character, like- Examples:

-Vox! Reader in Trollhunters

-Reader as Ratchet's little sister in Transformers: Generation 1

Anything! Whatever you want as long as it's allowed.

●If your request involves something that isn't allowed, then it will be ignored.

That's everything for now! Request away!

[chiropteracupola]

He started back as quickly / And staunchly swung aside / With all the woe in the world / He turned to the wood to hide...

[a gawain for @mortiscausa's 'march to camelot,' for the prompt 'hunt']

[peachypine]

the roomies!!! i originally designed this ososan oc trio in full about a year ago to write on an rp blog. it's not really active rn, but i still want to talk and post about 'em, so here they are! just basic rundowns, but i'd be curious to hear which one (if any) is your fav of the three (feel free to leave it in the tags?? if u want!)

bonus transparent of them all together:

aaand some rambling under the cut about their designs

anzu:

i wanted to use orange as a character colour bc it's one that wasn't already used in the matsu rainbow, and i had a concept of a gyaru character named anzu kicking around in my head for a long time as well, so here we are. miwa from the mixer ep inspired the eyeshadow (orange rather than miwa's blue obv, to keep with her colour theme) and delinquent totoko's design inspired her ombre dyejob! i went with a blonde-to-orange look as a nod to anzu's namesake fruit (apricot).

the strands framing her face are split into 3 sections at the end (2/3 are grouped together and 1/3 flips in the other direction) which is a little nod to her being one of 3 siblings (eldest), as well as the "三" character used in her surname (mikado) meaning 3. the rest of her hairstyle is just because i thought it looked cute, though.

ososan's style is more simplified, but i wanted to convey makeup that was a little bold, but cute (long false lashes, eyeshadow, & and a soft pink or nude glossy lip). clothing-wise, she mixes and matches a few different substyles (agejo and onee are prominent, with some ane, tsuyome, and general old school gal influences as well?), with a particular fondness for animal prints, esp. tiger print. (that said, orange tiger print doesn't seem all that common in gyaru clothes, so in-universe i like to think that the top pictured above was originally a black-and-white zebra(?) stripe print she thrifted and dyed at home--close enough!)

her nails day to day are usually medium length since she has a lot of hobbies that involve her hands and anything longer makes those things a bit more cumbersome. sometimes they're decoden/bedazzled, sometimes they're just painted a cute colour/pattern, depends on the day! and i think she opts for press-ons over extensions for longer nails, since it's cheaper.

ran:

i'm just a bitch who loves purple, that's the reason for this one. i think the hime cut with shorter bangs is nice because you can showcase the eyebrows (i think eyebrows can really elevate a character design so i gave all 3 their own brow shape) without worrying about the lines for the eyebrows and bangs intersecting in an annoying way when you draw it. i like shorter, slightly sharp eyebrows like these because they're easy to draw, lol. i think they're usually furrowed like she's displeased with something, but that may just be her resting face. i also thought this blunter, sharper-looking cut (bold, standoffish) was a fun contrast to anzu's flippy half-updo (bright, bouncy) and yuzu's short, wavy hair (languid, relaxed).

5 piercings on each ear (2 spiked helix & 3 lobe) = 5 siblings including ran (4 older brothers). the other reason for this number of piercings was that her namesake flower (orchid) had--i thought--5 petals, but as it turns out i'm a fool, it's actually 3 petals (including the lip) and 3 sepals??? ah, well.

clothing-wise, influences from various punk/vkei styles alongside some rokku gyaru. (maybe anzu introduced her to this one?) this brash style is the total inverse of how she was expected to dress growing up. (when she and anzu first met, she was an OL with no piercings, undyed hair, and positively miserable, but that was a number of years ago now.) i'm really not reinventing the wheel with "small and angry", but y'know, we have fun here.

yuzu:

is teal distinct enough from blue to count as its own colour? i think so. for yuzu, i really loved the concept of a deadpan-looking character who is very much not the straightman, who in fact wants very badly to be the funnyman 99% of the time. that kind of straight-faced but silly comedic character is always really fun to me.

half-lidded/heavy-lidded eyes paired with thick brows are always a winner to me fsr, and i wanted to give her a more "handsome" looking face with a bit more of a defined jaw than you typically see on women in ososan. as a treat. i wanted her to look a bit like a mysterious prettyboy, but she's not actually mysterious, she's just a space cadet. (and very straightforward about her thoughts and feelings, saying them with little fuss or thought.) expectation vs reality, people deciding what you're like based on their own perception vs what you're actually like, etc. etc.

i don't have anything deep to say about her hairstyle, but maybe that's how yuzu would like it, what you see is what you get. (again, eyebrows vs hair... let that eyebrow scar that i gave her for no reason shine.) as for clothing, she prefers things that are easy to move around in, so her style is the most "matsuno"-like (t-shirts, hoodies, basketball shorts, sweats, etc.). in particular, she likes shirts with phrases, usually in english, that are funny or almost make sense but not quite ("for background visual gags" and "for the english speakers in the audience").

[robotwrangler]

What if when he ventured outside the Strip for the first time he didn’t realise the desert would be so different and he kept slipping on the sand and gravel and got a little embarrassed about it?? What then???

[militaryintelligenceagency]

CLOSING NETWORK PORTS BEING EXPLOITED IN CYBER ATTACK FEATURING MASSIVE AMOUNTS OF MESSAGES APPARENTLY SENT FROM THEM

[emperortimesondistantworlds]

Times where physically advanced looking robots essentially run or travel on foot to update or reload media devices.

[darkfluffydragon]

Cookie Run AU Ideas #8: Timeless Kingdom

what if Pure Vanilla Cookie, instead of being amnesiac outside with Black Raisin, was instead trapped in the Vanilla Castle time loop? But because of the Light of Truth, he's aware of it? he's been stuck there for...hundreds of years, watching his people die over and over again nothing ever changes no matter what he does and then finally, Gingerbrave shows up. I mean, PV may be nice but there are only so many times he can hear the same monologue before he gets reaaaally sick of it gonna join GC on the hate train and he physically isn't able to do anything "out of script". Every time he tries, he sort of 'loses control of his body', since it's a memory time loop you can't just change a memory and since he's a part of it, it'll force him to go along with it. To play his role. Gingerbrave and his friends probably wouldn't even realise he's not a memory at first, that the Pure Vanilla is the real one.

And an extra I wrote for the AU >:3

Pure Vanilla Cookie awoke with a start, his eyes snapping open to the familiar sight of his bed’s golden canopy. His head throbbed, and his mind felt muddled, a fog of pain and confusion clouding his thoughts. He struggled to sit up, the effort sending sharp jolts of agony through his body. As he gathered his bearings, fragments of memories began to resurface—the battle against Dark Enchantress Cookie, the ruins of his castle, and the faces of his friends, Golden Cheese Cookie, Dark Cacao Cookie, Hollyberry Cookie, and White Lily Cookie.

They had arrived to aid him, late, their expressions grim and determined. By then, he had already spent hours running through the chaos, trying desperately to heal his people. But no matter how hard he tried, the cake monsters kept coming, relentless and unyielding. He remembered the wounds they all bore. The exhaustion that clung to their bones as they fought to protect their home, their kingdom. With his magic reserves depleted, there had been a point where he had started reaching into the depths of his being, drawing upon his very essence—his life powder and soul to fuel his spells.

He remembered the final confrontation against her, he had used Dark Moon Magic, a power he had sworn never to touch. ~~The magic most natural to him.~~ The last time he had seen it wielded, it had led to the academy's destruction. But there had been no other choice. He had cast the banishment spell, lifting himself into the air as Dark Enchantress Cookie tore their Souljams, their very souls, from them. The explosion had ripped through the kingdom, the pain blinding and all-consuming. And then, nothing.

Now, here he was, awake once more. Why? How? As these questions swirled in his mind, he felt a strange sensation, as if invisible strings were tugging at his limbs. Panic surged through him as he realised he was moving against his will, his body tracing the exact path of his memories. He tried to speak, to cry out, but no sound escaped his lips.

“No! Run! Dark Enchantress is coming! Evacuate the cookies!” he screamed, his voice hoarse with desperation. But the words seemed to dissipate into the air, unheard and unheeded. The cookies outside moved about their routines, oblivious to the impending doom. Children played in the streets, vendors hawking their wares, and guards patrolled, all blissfully unaware of the threat looming over them.

The nightmare would unfold before him with horrifying clarity. His friends—the heroes—were nowhere to be seen. Instead, dark silhouettes had taken their place, shadowy figures that seemed to mock his efforts. Was it because of the Souljams? Could this memory not replicate them because of the artefacts which housed their power? 

The endless battle raged around him, the air thick with the stench of smoke and the cries of the wounded. Cake monsters swarmed the castle, their grotesque forms looming over the terrified cookies. Pure Vanilla’s attempts to heal his people felt like trying to stop a flood with a sieve. Every spell he cast seemed to evaporate into nothingness, swallowed by the overwhelming darkness.

The invisible strings tightened around him. It constricted his movements, squeezing his mind. His autonomy slipped further away with each passing moment. The fog in his mind grew denser, suffocating his thoughts.

He felt every wound, every drop of jam that spilled, every life that was lost. He could see the faces of his people contorted in terror and agony, and hear their screams echoing in his mind. His friends fought, their forms blurred by exhaustion and jam. Yet no matter how hard they fought, the cake monsters kept coming, an endless tide of destruction.

The sky would fill with magic circles, blue eyes of the runes staring down at the target as he used magic that he swore to never use, for the second time. He would see her malevolent grin, and feel the agony of the explosion that followed. 

And then, he was back in his bed, the cycle beginning anew. The loops continued, over and over, each one more harrowing than the last. As time stretched into eternity, Pure Vanilla Cookie felt his thoughts growing quieter. Centuries seemed to pass, each loop eroding a bit more of his will. He couldn't move, couldn't speak, and soon, he feared, he would no longer be able to think. In the moments of silence, his mind would turn to White Lily Cookie, the one he had loved so deeply. She had become Dark Enchantress Cookie, the architect of his suffering and the destroyer of his kingdom. Yet, despite everything, he still loved her.

The pain of that love was like rose thorns digging into his heart, a constant, aching reminder of what once was. He had loved her so dearly, had kept her transformation a secret from their friends, hoping against hope that she could be redeemed. But now, as he watched his beloved kingdom and its innocent people crumble time and time again, the anguish was almost too much to bear.

To love White Lily Cookie was to love a rose. To love her was to let the rose crawl up him, letting its hurtful thorns dig into his fragile dough. His jam would paint the delicate petals red, and once gone, wounds and scars would be left to taunt him of his foolish desire.

She had been gifted a bouquet of hearts, yet the only one his moon had taken was his own. She dangled the prize in front of him like a carrot on a stick, and he ran the race despite being the only competitor. She blindfolded him of the fact, and let Pure Vanilla run himself ragged until he could give no more. Then, she left. Left with everything that was Pure Vanilla, left him empty and hurting. Trapped. Left in all her gentle and loving glory, as her beautiful soul was tainted and twisted into the monster that had taken her place.

He did not care for the traitorous thoughts wondering if he was feeling the wrong feelings and thinking the wrong thoughts. He could not care, for he loved her nonetheless. Loved her poisonous, uncompleted promises. Loved her for the nights of waiting by the academy garden, gazing up at the sky, at clouds that would never part to allow him a glimpse of her smile. Loved her for the incomplete dances she swore she would return for, leaving him alone and abandoned in an empty ballroom. He loved her unconditionally. And for this, White Lily Cookie had become his greatest torment.

Each encounter felt like a knife twisting deeper into his heart. The sight of Dark Enchantress Cookie, her once gentle eyes now filled with malice, was a reminder of everything he had lost. She had been his moon, his guiding light, and he had loved her with a purity that he had thought unbreakable. But the darkness that had taken her was relentless, and it had shattered her, and him, beyond repair.

The White Lily Cookie he loved was gone, replaced by the Dark Enchantress Cookie who revelled in his suffering. She was the creator of his endless torment, the reason his kingdom lay in ruins, and his people were lost

What a fool he was.

Pure Vanilla Cookie, awoke in a bed not his own. His limbs were not strung by strings that cut into his dough, and his thoughts were…loud. Clarity such as this was so incredibly rare.

He took in the room, noting how the other cookies, the ones who had…saved him, were still asleep. Quietly, he slipped out of the room, his steps soft and deliberate, as if any sound might shatter this fragile moment of peace. The hallway was dimly lit, shadows playing along the walls. He moved with purpose, though his heart was heavy with the familiar ache of his memories.

Reaching the garden, he paused for a moment at the entrance, breathing in the cool night air. The scent of flowers and earth was a reminder of simpler times. He walked towards the patch of lily flowers, their white petals glowing softly under the moonlight. 

Sitting down among the lilies, he stared up at the moon, its pale light casting a gentle glow over the garden. The tranquillity of the night wrapped around him, and for a brief moment, he felt the weight of his sorrow lift.

His thoughts turned, as they always did, to White Lily Cookie. The moon reminded him of her—bright, beautiful, yet distant and untouchable. He remembered their nights in the academy garden, the way she would laugh and talk about the future with such hope. Those memories were bittersweet now, coloured by the centuries of pain.

The garden was silent except for the soft rustle of leaves in the breeze. Pure Vanilla Cookie closed his eyes, letting the memories wash over him. He could almost hear her voice, see her smile. But then the image would shift, and he would see her as she was now—cold, dark, and filled with a malice that seemed impossible for someone who had once been so kind. He hated that he loved White Lily, a love that had once been pure and untainted. But he loathed Dark Enchantress to the point it hurt.

As the night wore on, Pure Vanilla sat alone. Though he could pretend that he was not, that there was another by his side. Perhaps…even four, all five of them together, underneath the starlit sky with the scent of campfire smoke in the air.  He did not know how long this clarity would last, how long before he would be pulled back into the muddy thoughts and fog. But for now, he rested in the peace of the garden, and the bittersweet memories of the one he loved.

Under the moonlight, surrounded by the lilies, he allowed himself to simply be. To remember, to grieve, and to love, even if it was only for a brief, stolen moment.

[saltysaltdog]

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