#these characters are not real! there are no limits to what you can do with them!

[swanimagines]

Oooo hii long time no request!!😅😅

If it’s okay, can I please request a oneshot (or imagine, whichever works best for you!!) with Morpheus x fem!human!reader where she is Alex Burgess and Paul’s Granddaughter, and she’s visiting her Grandparents after years of moving away, and even though she has been told ever since she was a kid to stay away from the basement, her curiosity gets the best of her and she goes down there anyways, happening upon a locked up Morpheus. I’m sure he’d be skeptical to trust her, knowing that she’s one, a human, and two, a Burgess, but when she starts actively trying to free him, he starts (gradually) to change his mind about her, especially when she manages to get him out of the fishbowl-like-cage he was locked in. Maybe he wants to repay her for helping to free him, and he shows her the Dreaming and they get (romantically) closer the longer she stays there?? Whatever you think!!💜💜💜

A/N: Fun to have filled your request again, it's been like 5 years since you last sent me something haha :D Also just a reminder, this request is oneshot sized so it doesn't even qualify as a ficlet/imagine request, which means I didn't really choose to make this a oneshot, the size of the request demands a oneshot. Just a reminder for anyone who may see this and misunderstand how do different request types work.

Also a little extra note because I'm sorry if it feels like I cut the corners too much, I know I stress the "detailed plot for a oneshot please" but your request unfortunately is far too detailed for a oneshot and if I wrote this JUST as you requested, a oneshot wouldn't be enough, at least not with my writing skills. And I'm not built for longfics so :/ I had to cut corners from some things that would need a looooong buildup for it to feel in character. I hope that's fine and you won't be too disappointed.

THE MAN IN THE CELLAR

Summers were the best time of the year, honestly. Getting away from your busy life, responsibilities and duties you had when you were born into a respectable family.

But during summers, your grandparents took you to stay with them at their manor, away from the city’s grime and everything you loathed. At certain things, city life could be fun, convenient and vivid, but you had always preferred the countryside, and the big manor your grandfathers owned was a perfect place for that.

The manor had its mysteries, like every old building had. The cellar in particular had been off limits for you since you were a child, your grandfather Alex had explained that his father had been a cruel man, backed up with your granddad Paul. And that the cellar had old relics, demonic artefacts, you’d better not see. And for years, you accepted that — you had read about your great-grandfather Roderick Burgess and the horrors he was rumoured on doing. You had tried to be curious about it when you were younger and asked your grandfather how was his father in real life, but he always avoided the topic and refused from telling more than what you could read from old articles.

It had been a long time since those times now, and you were already a young woman who was kind of expected to find a husband and establish a family soon, but your grandparents never poked you with questions like that, thankfully. You sometimes wondered how you were living in 21st century while constantly being asked about whether you’ve already found a man, but you always managed to brush it off.

This summer was a little different from past ones. Grandfather Alex had been irritated somehow, and constantly visited the cellar when he and Paul thought you weren’t watching them. If it was truly full of “demonic artefacts” your great-grandfather left behind, why was he so eager to look through them, constantly? And why he was snappy every time he came back up?

And one day, you heard him mutter to granddad Paul, “He’s never giving up. He’d be there for an eternity rather than just promise he won’t hurt us.”

Paul sighed. “Maybe we should let him out, Alex and just… trust him. It’s just not worth it to fear for our own safety, you have seen what keeping him prisoner has–”

“And risk our lives? Risk our daughter’s life? Her family’s life? What if he wants revenge and wants to wipe all of us Burgesses off the face of the Earth? How could I let him out, when I know we may wake up the next morning to find our own granddaughter–”

Creak.

They stopped talking and you cursed at stepping on that one plank you always knew to avoid when you were a child and tried to sneak to the snack jar. But you sighed and stepped forward, trying to pretend you hadn’t heard anything, plastering a smile on your face.

Both of them looked at you with wide eyes, and you frowned, trying your hardest to look puzzled. “What?”

Your grandfather pursed his lips together and waved at your granddad, who started pushing him forward and they both smiled at you. “Nothing. Good night, sweetie.”

You watched at them go towards the elevator, and glanced back to the cellar door. Well, now it intrigued you more than ever, and you also happened to know the passcode… so maybe you should just take a small peek.

You shouldn’t, you knew that. But maybe… just a peek.

At night, you waited until you were sure your grandparents had fallen asleep, before you quietly exited the guest bedroom and tiptoed downstairs. You barely even breathed as you typed in the passcode, slightly flinching at every beep it made. But you somehow got it right on first try, and slipped in, before you were stopped on your tracks again once you heard two voices chatting to each other.

“He’s been here for decades and has never even tried to escape, why the fuss?” a man asked and the woman smacked her lips.

“Have you even seen the news articles about the time boss’s father was still alive?”

The man sighed. “Stories often bend around enough to be something completely different from what they started from. If I started out a rumour about you that you like to keep a garden, in a few decades it would have turned into your daughter being a serial killer who buries her victims into your garden.”

You took two careful steps forward, and finally saw… a man. Sitting naked in a large glass ball.

What the hell?

You stared at him, not even blinking.

Why did your grandparents have a naked man as a prisoner in their cellar?

It was just absurd. If someone had told you this was the reason why you weren’t allowed to go to the cellar, you would have laughed for an hour about that thought, mocked the person for being delusional. Your grandparents were the last people to keep a human being a prisoner and have guards to watch over him.

But here you were, looking at the very proof they had done that exact thing.

—-—-

You started visiting the cellar every night after that. Something in him just drew you there every single night, and it wasn’t long before you started learning the patterns of the guards, when one of them fetched something to eat for both of them, the bathroom breaks, the moment the male guard felt like he can slack for a few minutes when the female one didn’t see…

You had found a place for yourself in the corner, there was a space, a dent in the shadows you could squeeze yourself into when guards passed you, and they never noticed.

You didn’t know if that man inside the glass ball noticed you either, as he always just sat there looking at his feet, never looking around, seeming like he never even slept. He just sat there in that same position, night after night.

You weren’t sure when you started feeling like it actually wasn’t a human. You remembered reading news articles about your great-grandfather having a demon trapped in his cellar, was this the demon?

But he didn’t feel like a demon.

But… on the other hand, isn’t that what demons are supposed to be? Trick people into thinking they aren’t demons so they’d open the gates to be possessed?

But the longer you thought of it, the longer you just couldn’t help the thought. You had to get that man out of there. Something wasn’t right, and he needed to get out.

So, you began planning how you’d get past the guards, break the sigils, break the glass. You knew any of that wouldn’t be easy, but you set your mind to it.

—-—-

It took weeks. Maybe a month or two, you lost count. In any case, your summer vacation was almost over when you finally, finally managed to switch the pills they used to stay awake to strong sleeping pills, and soon both guards snored loudly on their desks, which encouraged you to finally move from the dent and sneak past them.

The man didn’t look at you, didn’t even acknowledge you. You didn’t even know if he saw you. Was the glass a two-way mirror? You frowned, before you knocked on the glass to get his attention.

Still no effect. He was ignoring you on purpose.

Well, that wasn’t a wonder honestly, he had been imprisoned for God knows how long, he had probably lost all hope at this point.

You glanced back at the guards. Still out cold, so you snuck back and started digging through their drawers for a key, a wrench, a crowbar… something you could use to open the glass ball as you recognised the glass type, it definitely wouldn’t shatter even if you slammed it with a sledgehammer. But there was nothing there, which made you groan out of frustration.

Then, you remembered the sigils. You looked down on them for a moment before you snatched the water bottle from the other guard and marched back to the glass ball, pouring water on the sigils and rubbed it around with your foot. The sigils smudged away, but there wasn’t any magical wave or a whiplash you expected, which made you drop the bottle in frustration.

At least the man now looked at your shoe, that had turned faint yellow from rubbing it against the paint. He was probably disappointed too.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know how to get you out,” you murmured against the glass. “I… I’ve been watching you for weeks now. I just… I just have this feeling you need to get out. I don’t know why, but I just can’t get it out of my head. I think you—”

You were interrupted as you heard your name being called from upstairs by your grandfather, which made you flinch and the man looked up. You sighed, closing your eyes. “I’m sorry.”

Then, you sprinted away, pretending you were merely getting a glass of water before your grandfather could make his way downstairs, smile at him and claim everything is fine and you definitely weren’t trying to get the naked man in his cellar out.

But you still knew that you didn’t know how to forget and give up, when there was clearly nothing you could do.

—-—-

Next morning, you woke up to your grandfather shouting. “What do you mean he has disappeared?!”

“I don’t know, boss! We both fell asleep—”

“Fell asleep? You mean to say you forgot—”

“No, we took them, but somehow we still fell asleep! Maybe the sigils had weakened over the years and he managed to enchant us!”

You sat up slowly, listening to the ruckus. People pacing, running around.

He had escaped?

You let out a disbelieving breath, you had succeeded? Breaking the circle had worked?

Apparently that was exactly what happened.

—-—-

A few weeks later, you dreamed. For the first time in your life, you had a dream. A beautiful, neverending field with golden straws of rye spread around you and in the middle of it all stood a tree. And under that tree, stood a man in a long black cape. You recognised him immediately.

“You’re… here,” you mumbled, and he smiled softly.

“Yes. You freed me.”

You blinked. “How? I mean, obviously the sigils… but how did you get away without anyone noticing?”

He turned his eyes away from you, looking around the field. “I created a portal here, to my realm.”

You flinched slightly. “So… do you mean to say you are a demon after all?”

He chuckled. “This is not Hell. I am Morpheus, the Lord of Dreams. Children know me as the Sandman.”

You frowned. “Sandman?”

He hummed. “I was planning on cursing Alexander Burgess with eternal nightmares, but you being his granddaughter changed my mind. I do not wish to bestow such grief over you after this gift you gave me.”

You blinked. “…Thank you.”

He turned his eyes on you again. “You came to see me every night. You plotted on my escape for weeks. And for that, I am eternally grateful. The world order is restored, much because of you.”

You felt yourself blush and turned your head away from him. “I just did what I knew was right.”

He hummed again. “I wish to show you my realm. I know you have never visited here, as you were born when I was already imprisoned.”

You looked around again, and the field had shifted, replaced by a small town and a castle. “What is this place?”

He started walking slowly, prompting you to follow. “It’s The Dreaming. You will visit here every night in your dreams. Your dreams will be affected by what you went through during daytime.”

You opened your mouth, then closed it again. You didn’t know what to say to that. You felt his eyes on you, and you glanced at him shyly. “Will I see you every night?”

His mouth parted slightly before he frowned. “I do not usually appear into mortal dreams unless there is something I need to see.”

Your shoulders sagged slightly. “Oh.”

He was quiet for a moment. “But I may make an exception with you. I may not be able to appear every night, but I would like to meet with you any time I am able to.”

You brightened up instantly. “Really?”

He smiled softly again and hummed. You smiled at him widely, feeling a flutter in your chest, unaware Morpheus felt a flutter in his own chest too when looking at you smiling.

This could become something beautiful.

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[yellowf1nch]

Minors do not interact, suggestive themes, themes of violence, potential spoilers

Follow up to the Date Everything lore post I made (I had more thoughts and some clarifications for how I personally interpret it)...

Edit: I finished speaking all the lore points in game, a more comprehensive and less speculative post can be found here.

There are two large ideas that are being tossed in my mind with all of this: the first I can imagine/have an explanation for, the other is still giving me pause.

The former is the idea of physical interactions with the dateables. Not just for intimacy, but the sensations of being grabbed/grabbing them, being hugged, holding their things, etc. It's clear there is some form of physical interaction... or is there? given that the dateviators essentially act as a bridge between realities, and Skylar's explanation on how percieved sexual encounters work, I'm under the impression that it's almost like dreaming, where your brain would simulate physical sensations without your body actually experiencing them. Interacting with the dateables/dateviators essentailly gives the dateables the ability to transmit wavelengths your brain can pick up on that would mimic sensations they can't actually perform. Some sensations, however, can be more or less real (like getting shocked at the breaker box from Eddie/Volt, burned by Dante, etc.). This would also mean that the dateables can't really seriously injure/harm you outside of the capabilities of their object; for example, if Abel were to try and hurt you, any pain he might inflict as a person would be limited to what your brain/nervous system could simulate by itself.

As far as the dateables experiencing physical sensations, a few more complications are introduced. We know they can interact with each other (outside of having the dateviators), given the number of intimate relationships we are made privy to and some of the personal histories (like Drysdale talking about his sexual encounters). Some of the interactions we have with the objects that could be painful/uncomfortable seem to be more along the lines of inconveniences or things that don't really bother them at all. Wallace voices no displeasure at having things being hung on him (though he does seem to be harmed by fire), walking on Stella/Florence isn't something that's brought up really at all. However, a number of characters do note that their physical well-being is tied to their physical objects (such as Daisuke, Rainey, Wyndolyn). In short, one could try and push around/hurt the personified version of the dateables, but it probably wouldn't do anything since that is more a projection-- their well being is directly tied to their objects (though, some things like stains, spills, etc. don't seem to be terribly harmful depending on who it is.)

What I personally have more questions about is how the dateables appear. [And once again, here is the taking a very literally "suspend-your-disbelief" lore far too seriously. I don't know if this is something Skylar explains, I don't believe I've gone through all her dialogue.]

Do they choose what they look like? Is their wardrobe/skin color/height/etc. predetermined with whatever object they are, or do the dateviators simulate that (Skylar does mention that everyone is considered hot, and explains the dateviators as a translator, though some of this is very clearly writers and developers making something fun and entertaining)? Is it like a character creator that they get to simulate what they think they look like when the dateviators are used? Once again, I bring up Dorian-- he has different appearances depending on what kind of door it is, but characters like Lux and Abel don't. This is why I believe that the appearance change for Dorian is more a personality aspect, but it still raises questions like: does Dorian choose for his hair to be brown? Do we ever change how a dateable looks by interacting with their objects? Taking off Phoenicia's case doesn't undress her, for example, but things like coffee stains or spills do seem to directly impact Abel and Florence. The few foreign objects you learn about through Gaia's quest talk about where they are from; and some, like Keith, know a lot about these places. Even with that, the dateables still don't have a physical form outside of the objects, so is it merely chance that they look the way they do, are there some cross-dimensional genetics at play, or is it that they can observe the people around them and approximate what they look like (basically making a human-sona)? [It's clear this was something meant purely for diversity, Gaia's storyline where you speak to the foreign objects and get some cool worldly facts was very entertaining, educational, and fun... but the lore????]

I like to imagine that the objects pull in the information of the world around them, sometimes including where some of their parts are from/where they were made to influence what they would look like if they were human. This goal of becoming human is something that Skylar says is a good thing that objects want, and anytime you mention Realizing a dateable they seem honored/excited. This would also explain why they are all "hot," since they're able to essentially get a good view of generally attractive features... not to mention, the dateable's Realized forms are almost identical to their object personifications... so... somehow things like skin/eye/hair color are true in spite of the objects not actually having skin, eyes, or hair.

[I have yet to finish the game so this may be something I return to.]

I apologize if my rambling has upset anyone, I simply have enjoyed playing this game and wanted to take the lore too seriously (in trying to rationalize meta-physical people that are tied to non-human counterparts).

[teitpp]

Spotting Spam AO3 Comments - Registered User Accounts Example

My friend @curator-on-ao3 gave me permission to post this example after she spotted this comment on her fic today and wondered if it might be spam or a real fan artist. It can be hard to tell, especially when the comment comes from a registered user account like this. After all, you like to give folks the benefit of the doubt.

What tips my friend off that it might be spam or even a spam bot is the generic comment type. And the way the commenter is leading into soliciting you to pay for art. But this is a somewhat clever spammer. On the surface, the account looks somewhat legit. The account is a year old. The username is not nonsense garbage, and it looks like the user has some fanfics posted. They even added a bio

But there are definitely clear indicators that something fishy is afoot.

1. Theres something off about these fics...

Note the similar (weird) character tags - "Character 5" "character 6" - and limited additional tagging. This author either doesnt want people to find their fics or they are filling in a few random fields at posting to increase the legitimacy of their account. Also note the dates. Despite the account being a year active, the fics are each posted within a few days of eachother - and within a few days of the comment activity. The fics are also each for different fandoms. You can also see that there is little to no activity on them, even the one that has been out for several days only has a handful of hits - this indicates the fics are not grabbing readers from those fandoms. It can be an indication that their content has little to no relation to the fandoms they are posted for.

One of these fics does have a kudo and a comment. So i also looked to see if the fic was resonating with the fandom after all. Amusingly - or tellingly - the comment and kudo are both from another spammer.

(2 girls names and a 2 digit number. Like VeronicaAkira00 hmm what an interesting similarity. Are these the same spammer trying to boost each accounts legitimacy?)

2. The next thing to check: can you find similar comments on other fics. AO3 doesnt have a native way to do this but a seach engine can still provide results.

(I used duck duck go bc google is useless)

Oh look - there are other fics that have been commented on!

(Note this can only search unlocked fics so i would suspect there are more comments that are on locked ones. But it is still notable that for a year old account, DuckDuckGo can only find 2 comments

So i look at each

Yup - not just painfully similar content and a suggestion of doing some type of art for your fic (for a fee) but both comments were posted in the last couple days. And both on Batman fics (I suspect this spammer is going around popular DC universe fandoms).

3. Finally, the sticking point

A link to a 3rd party sight where the spammer can try to scam you for a commission they either wont deliver, will use AI for, will over charge you for, or some combination of these.

Suffice to say this is either a misguided artist seeking commission work. Or a run of the mill spammer. And i lean heavy on the plain old spam side.

Just a reminder: there are real fan artists who do commissions in addition to the fan art they do for themselves. And they deserve your support.

A real fanartist who asks if you would be open to a commission will

be able to direct you not just to their portfolio but to work theyve done for other satisfied customers in their fandoms. Their searchable body of work is likely going to span more than just a year or a few months of time

Most likely (if theyre on AO3) have bookmarks or fics from your fandom - or other fan art done for your fandom.

Have clear guidelines for their commissions - what they will draw, for what price, anything the will not draw

Will do their promotion and marketing on the platforms where they have a following *not* on random fics ao3 comments

[therobotsarestuckinmyhead]

What do you think Cybertronian culture would be like in Transformers One? If you pay attention, the movie is inspired by G1, but it has its differences—in animation style, story, and characters. To what extent do Cybertronians resemble human beings?

i think their resemblances with humans are at a minimum, its really only the way how their society functions that similar to humans but even that is limited to only a few certain aspects.

culturally speaking, in TFO, i think there would be a cultural divide between the cogless and the cogged given the way Sentinel's Cybertron works. he keeps them divided. its quite literally a metaphor for class divide in a way but it might be me overanalysing it. at the same time, in the movie, its almost as if the cogless bots are considered as a sub-species in a way.

the cogless are forced to be backwards in every sense within the system they live in because the system works exactly as intended, they live in poor conditions and toil away for hours doing hard labour which means barely any free time to produce things like art or music. they have no time to think of question the world. they have no time to just sit down and wonder why their world has to be this way. they are a slave class who genuinely believes themselves to be slaves because of the idea that "someone needs to work hard and mine to keep the planet running" is prevalent and constantly spewed out by the authority like Sentinel as a "greater purpose", bots like D-16 believe with all his spark that its what he even exists for and he doesn't even question it once. they genuinely believe that their predicament is some sort of grand divine plan to keep Cybertron running until the Matrix is found.

but despite the "grand-ness" of what these miners do for Iacon & Sentinel, they are clearly discriminated against and are treated unfairly. they say "no-cog" almost like its a slur. like its the worst thing that could ever happen to you under Sentinel's system.

they overwork themselves even if it means they might collapse and injuries may be a lot more common than we think because its clear from the mining collapse scene that there is strict protocol for the miners to follow during that situation and that everyone clearly knows what to do in this situation. with the way how all the other miners seemed to have just went back to their jobs after Orion & D-16 got Jazz out of there implies that this is a frequently occurring event. i doubt they have good repairs in any way whatsoever. also from analysing their designs, its not hard to say that the cogless miners are filthy and barely get any time to clean themselves.

notice the dirt on Orion's chassis and shoulder plating? its very out-there. the cogless have a very rough life, they're basically living like coal miners from the 1900s--- poor sanitation, poor education and barely any time to do anything else but their jobs.

but despite all this, we can see how the cogless still manage to make their living spaces vibrant in way. cue the scene where D-16 and Orion meet for the first time, we see D-16 putting up a Megatronus sticker on the wall behind his recharge capsule. also, Orion finds the Megatronus sticker for D-16 and gives it to him on the train. this leads me to believe that stickers are not only for wall decoration but also for frame customizing, something like a frame ornament and after thinking a bit more about it, i realized that it perfectly make sense because we already have car-stickers in the real world so of course Cybertronians would use stickers as frame ornaments. it would be their equivalent of tattoos in a way.

also with how the trains lead to the surface and how D-16 manages to save Orion from the guards at the archives, it leads me to believe that the miners can go to upper-Iacon every now and then. its kind of messed up in a way because they get to see the world in which the cogged get to live in without every being able to experience it for themselves.

back to that sticker bit, with the way the Primes are marketed into stickers and such, it really gives you a perspective on how Iacon in general thinks of their deities as. considering the Primes are the first Cybertronians quite literally hand-crafted by Primus himself, you'd think there'd be a lot more reverence to their name. turning your warrior-gods into marketable merch is not what you'd expect typically, especially if they are in fact considered as some sort of demi-god. this leads me to believe that the Primes are not exactly considered god-like, they are legendary warriors at best. the best Cybertronians to have ever been. either that or selling merchandise of your mythos is a completely normal thing to do on Cybertron. i kind of find that funny in a way? because if there are Megatronus stickers, are there any Zeta Prime plushies? Solus Prime posters? Vector Prime stans? Alpha Trion fanfiction? are there whole ass fanclubs dedicated to the Primes? stan culture?

perhaps its Sentinel trying to dumb down the Primes and spite them by commercializing them into marketable plushies to remove the seriousness of their legacy and sacrifices.

and so he could make profits.

who knows.

anyway, now to the cogged bots.

cogged bots on the other hand are a lot more prosperous, they live in high-rises of Iacon for the most part and we can see how they have posh restaurants, racing tracks, access to knowledge--- its clear that Sentinel knows the importance of controlling the flow of information with how he keeps the archives as a restricted area. they have better education considering they occupy more high-level/skilled jobs. if there is any remnants of how Cybertron was once like before Sentinel, it would be seen within the vastly different culture that the cogged bots follow. they are the top of the system which Sentinel created.

some say that the cogged bots don't need to do any work at all but i digress because yes, they do work but they occupy jobs which conventionally have a higher position and status than any of the labour the cogless do. things like security guards, supervisors, radio hosts, TV broadcasting, and many more, evident with all the office spaces in Iacon. they do work, they do contribute to society. they're just not slaves like the cogless are.

also another fascinating thing is just how hostile the cogged bots can be to the cogless? its almost as if... Sentinel is dividing the bots to make sure they keep pointing at each other to make sure neither of them turn against him and his cronies. as if he doesn't want them to focus on him or question him in any way.

Sentinel seems to have engineered Cybertronian society to be in such a way where the cogged believe themselves to be superior because they are 'real' Transformers who can actually transform and since the cogless are, well cog-less, they cannot Transform and hence are a sort of sub-species which justifies the way they are treated however, despite the fact that they aren't 'real' Transformers, they are still here for a purpose. considering how cogless bots started appearing """coincidentally"""" just when the Matrix of leadership was """lost to the war""" and with how the Matrix being lost meant that there would be no flow of energon, he could very well paint it to look like the cogless were spawned into Cybertron for the sole purpose of mining and working in energon refineries.

this 'system' would definitely influence the way the cogged and the cogless see their world and hence, the way they perceive themselves.

man, is Sentinel just EVIL. invented a whole system of slavery and racism just to make sure he could keep his Quinteson funders happy so that he could remain at the top of Cybertron. talk about a sell-out politician... surely, human leaders aren't anything like him... right?

about the human part, they are culturally not 1:1 similar to humans and purely because of how their biology and environments are vastly different. they do have certain things which could be described as the "Cybertronian equivalent" of certain human activities, like how paints could be considered the Cybertronian equivalent of makeup or Conjux Endurae as the Cybertronian equivalent of marriage but even then, there are stark differences--- humans mainly put make up on their face but Transformers can have paints anywhere. its very slight differences.

however, on the ground of politics and society? humans and Cybertronians are almost the same. they share similar values and thoughts when it comes to freedom and social justice but our systems vary. the whole system of Primes governing and the Matrix choosing the next leader of the Transformer race is almost like a form of monarchy if you really think about it. they have no concept of democratic freedom which i find kind of funny? they're so advanced but haven't thought of democracies even once in their existence as a species. they're weirdly authoritarian. Autobots are just lucky that the Matrix of Leadership is a magical artifact which knows just the perfect bot to chose to handle that kind of political power.

thank you for listening to my TedTalk

[dizzyisdizzy]

HIHI!!!! I love your art sm💙💙 I like the colors you gravitate towards. I’m not sure if anyone has asked this yet, but what do you draw on? Do you have a method to what colors you pick? Or is it something you’ve gotten an eye for over time? I know I’m asking a lot but also, any tips on clothes? OH! Also also I LOVEEEE how you draw hair.

Don’t feel pressured to answer at all. I just mostly wanted to say that I like what you make uwu

Thanks 🥺I use an XP Pen Artist Pro 15.6. with Clip Studio. It's paired with a Switch Joycon to use as a shortcut remote. Convenient and fits nicely in your hand.

I've written a couple posts on color before. There's a lot of intuition at this point but I always limit the hues and keep the colors bright with some saturation.

You'll get the most clothing value by focusing on the folds. Can your character ever feel real if they don't react to gravity? Knees, elbows, waist are easy fold locations but that exact amounts and intensity will depend on the fabric. You can also think of them as 'information', deciding how much the viewer should know about the body underneath.

I like giving hair a lot of flair and style. I end up struggling if the hair style calls for simpler, straighter shapes though (like Homura Madoka).

[bananakozaka]

Noelle Holiday- A Magical Girl KILLER?! 😱 Deltarune PMMM AU Magical Girl Outfit & Doppel Design

HALLOO!! :D Here’s another deltarune character forced into megucahood!! This one’s Noelle Holiday and you may see she doesn’t look much like her darkworld sprite. She USED to wear a simple white robe as her magi outfit, but after a certain event involving a mentor of hers dying, she snapped and decided to grow a spine in the worst way possible.

Oh yeah and I gave her sailor moon bangs bcs they’re super cute!!

BACKSTORY

Noelle Holiday actually has a fairly fulfilling life; her father’s a doting, kind man and her mother’s the mayor of HomeCity (and also can be nice… sometimes). Noelle is exuberantly wealthy and attends Cyronia College Prep alongside… Berdly. (i actually like him a lot as a character LMAO) And Ralsei! He just attends virtually because of his ailment. But underneath the surface of her perfect life, she actually feels deep despair over the suffering of others.

Two years ago Noelle really was the shy doormat she started off as in Deltarune proper; wishing her mother into power because Noelle was upset at seeing her mother overwork herself during campaigns. But she met a strange veteran Magi who seemed to be… estranged from the rest of the HomeCity Magi. Despite their vastly different personalities and worldviews, they got along like two peas in a pod. Until somebody ambushed them, and the veteran told Noelle to save herself. When Noelle looked back; she saw what looked to be her mentor’s witch form.

Ever since then, Noelle had taken up the mantle of the “Frost Queen” in order to put the other Magi out of their destined misery. She meets a magi when their soul-gem is dark, asks them what their name is, and puts them to sleep using her Sleep Mist. Then Noelle breaks their soul-gem. It was brutal, but it was necessary.

Until Witches stopped hatching roughly six months before the story starts, that is. Somebody tampered with the witchification process and found a way to create “reversible” witches: Doppels. (Those people are the Chapter main story bosses btw)

Noelle hasn’t really interacted with any of the S#T# gang until the main story. She was childhood friends with Kris until they moved out, but the two of them never reconciled until now. Noelle only learns of Susie’s existence after they run into each other while hunting a witch, but Noelle likes her! Noelle also tutors Ralsei in her limited free time, and they get along but in a very formal way.

DESIGN NOTES:

I wanted to do something DIFFERENT for Noelle, something to parallel the Weird Route with all the killing out of false belief but with my own spin on it. Does anyone know about Suzunne Magica? The title character basically goes around killing other magical girls because of the horrible truth that all magical girls are bound to either die in battle or turn into a witch. I was heavily inspired by that concept while designing my interpretation of Noelle.

Her magi outfit is inspired by ballet and theater, specifically Odette’s outfit was the primary inspiration. I gave her a head piece that kinda looks like a knight’s helmet with antlers sticking out. I also gave her a sheer ribbon thing that goes around her arms as a homage to her OG robe. FUN FACT! Noelle specifically has two soul gem looking details on her body! The one on her bellybutton is real, the other one is placed as a decoy in case anyone tries to assassinate her.

On her human form: it’s the Cyronian uniform with shitass Christmas socks. Noelle’s very much still a fan of christmas, and she incorporates that in a very… blunt way. I gave her wavy-ish hair in both forms because I think it looks cute. She inherited her dull blue eyes from her mom, and her freckles from her dad.

CW: MILD GORE (kinda decomposed looking deer) AND BIOLOGICALLY INNACURATE TRUMPET BELOW CUT

DER FREISHÜTZ

“The Doppel of Meekness. It takes the form of a steed. The master of this emotion humbly submits her life for the well-being of all Magi unfortunate enough to be in the surrounding area. The doppel bows its head as heaven’s trumpets announce its master’s duty.

The master then rushes forth with a rapier forged with ice, and pierces a nearby enemy. Then, the doppel hangs its mouth open to proclaim salvation, but disease only comes out.”

The primary inspiration for Der Freishütz was the Nuckelavee, an skinlessOrcadian monster that chased and killed travelers but couldn’t cross through rivers. Its breath spread famine and decay. I combined that with deer and the horseman of Famine to create Der Freishütz.

The definition of “Meekness” when it comes to this doppel is more like the older version of it: humility and putting other’s lives before oneself. Due to the specific circumstances Noele goes through, she develops something of a savior complesx and believes that true mercy really IS killing Magi without their consent or by thinking up a solution. It’s kind of like a Weird Route with no player, if that’s even possible. Or maybe it’s just an evil Noelle arc.

And that’s about all! If you have any requests for characters to suffer like meguca, let me know by reblogging! (ALSO I’M WORKING ON TENNA’S WITCH FORM DW!)

For some more magical drawings:

[unsociableraccoon]

Invicta

You have rules.

Dancing and stripping are okay. You like it, even. To feel wanted, desired. Eyes burning into your skin. The power injected straight into your veins after a particularly good set. Lap dances are also on the table, but those are rationed. You don’t hand them out to just anyone. The spark must be there. And the money, of course. A good, fat amount of money to make it worth the sweat.

This job wasn't on your what-do-you-want-to-be-when-you-grow-up list. But here you are. One hand on the pole, shiny pleasers dragging through the sticky floor, hips rolling like you were born for this.

Your boss hates your conditions, though. Calls you “picky” and says you’re “not that special”. But he likes money more than he dislikes you. And he, too, loves to bleed the pockets of the countless drunk, pathetic losers who keep crawling back week after week, thirsty for something only you can offer. 

So he gives in. 

“As long as you keep the cash flowing,” he says. 

“Yes, boss,” you smile.

Fucking is off limits. Non-negotiable.

No matter how much gold or jewelry they offer. The Rolexes or the empty promises of a summer vacation on a yacht in Mykonos. You don’t sell this kind of access to your body. Not for politicians or big shots. Not for anyone. Having their greedy (and greasy) hands on you during a dance is already enough. That’s all you’ll give.

Except there's this one regular you'd fuck for free. Any day. 

He's shady. So fucking shady that Cherry (real name Amanda, but no one calls her that in the club) runs to the dressing room every time he walks through the purple, velvet(ish) doors, begging you to take her place.

Not that he notices. Or gives a fuck, apparently. 

He comes in silent. Hoodie up. Black mask covering half of his face like COVID is still a thing. Orders a bourbon. Neat, always. Drinks it slow. Leaves.

You know that because you've been watching him. Just like any observant person would, not like a stalker or anything (at least that’s what you tell yourself).

The pitiful men crawling up on one another, throwing crumpled bills at you and whistling like cartoon characters, are just that: pitiful. Noisy flies around your head.

Him? He’s different. 

Maybe it’s the indifference. Blame it on daddy issues or whatever, but you like the chase. The win.

Funny enough, the latter is what actually kills most of your relationships after a couple of months. It’s just not interesting anymore.

As soon as you have them eating out of your hand, it’s time to move on. Thank you, next. You simply press the self-destruct button every time something feels slightly real. Which also explains why this job feels so good. It’s not you on the stage. It’s her. The empress. Or whatever you want to call it.

The act, the performance. That’s what you live for.

It’s always a game. 

One you only play to win.

The only problem is that Ghost plays it too.

Had this little piece collecting dust over here, hope you like it!

Make a raccoon happy today: likes, comments, reblogs, and follows are very much appreciated! 🦝🖤 You can also buy me a coffee.

Divider by @cafekitsune

Title inspo from this song

[dreamerimpossible]

Tokyo Revengers Kinks

Warnings: +18 content, all characters are of legal age, certain toxic dynamics

Characters: Mikey, Kazutora, Sanzu, Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani, Kisaki, Hanma

Mikey

Creampie: Do you really think Mikey would bother wearing a condom? Think again, dude. He's always too busy, so he'll have sex when he's nervous or stressed. He'll just take you without words, without even thinking about taking care of himself, and he'll want to see his cum on you. That's all he needs to not feel so bad. Afterwards, he'll lie back and stare at the ceiling. It's almost routine. He won't want you to talk afterward.

Water sex: The nights he'll sleep over at his house will be few and far between, so he'll like it when every time he comes, you'll be waiting for him in the bathtub and inviting him in. He'll get in without taking his eyes off you and climb on top of you instantly. The water will spill over until it wets the floor because he'll probably do it to you brutally; he's tired of dealing with idiots, and you're his escape.

Lap Dance: Dance him. It doesn't matter if you don't know the technical moves and all that shit. He doesn't care. He wants you to feel surrendered, he wants you to believe you can seduce him, make him lose control. I want you to kneel in front of him and beg him to touch you. He likes to feel that you're completely his, that your entire body, your desires, and your thoughts are his. He likes to think he knows he has no choice.

Kazutora

Jealousy: Does this surprise you? Surely not. No matter how reformed he is, he's a jealous bastard and doesn't want to be replaced. You're the only good thing he's ever had in his life, and he's not going to lose that to another guy. That's for sure. He might be a little apprehensive, quite a lot, in fact. But he'll make you feel like he's worried about you. Sex after his jealousy will always be centered on you and your pleasure. You'll be left shaking; he doesn't want you to leave him. He wants you to realize that no one else will make you feel that way.

Possessive: Related to the previous kink. I insist: no matter how reformed he is, if you're in his life, he'll never want to leave you alone. Even if you're far away, he'll be all over you. He can be a bit annoying if you need space, but he can definitely give you plenty of orgasms. His body, strength, and his desire to please you are all he can give you. You'll always be his center, but that doesn't mean your relationship isn't toxic.

Lingerie: He'd throw you in bed in literally any piece of clothing, but if you catch him in lingerie, he'll go wild. He'll always have a bad boy inside him waiting to emerge in certain situations, so it might be a little degrading, but he'll make you feel desired even in that position. The small room you're in quickly becomes a paradise.

Sanzu

Gun kink/play: Extremely obvious, but essential. He's a bad guy; if he's high, he'll be worse. I'm not promising it'll be healthy to be with him, but I do promise it'll be pleasurable. He'll use his gun as a sex toy and, at the same time, as a power play. He'll tell you he has all the power over you while pointing his gun at you. You'll get the creeps, but you'll want to please him so much that you'll forget how messed up the situation is.

Master/Slave: He'll make you kiss his shoes, grovel, and cry for him. Then he'll call you a bitch for not fighting for your dignity. He might let his colleagues call you "his dumb little whore" behind your back; he'll enjoy seeing your blushes and embarrassment. He wants you to pretend to be dumb, even if you're very smart. He wants to believe he controls you, that he can manipulate you (even if that's not the case). He's a good provider, he'll give you what you want, but he's a real jerk (and you already knew it…)

Private/public humiliation: He may have no limits in private, but sexually he can make you feel very degraded, but you won't understand why he turns you on so much. He wants you to kneel and cry while you beg for money and lose your dignity for his cock and a couple of bills. He likes you best if you do it in public with the other members at some exclusive party. He'll make you kneel and take off your clothes in front of them and beg him in a soft voice. You'll feel dirty when you want everyone to take you, because you know he would never allow it and would punish you for even thinking about it.

Ran Haitani

Car sex: He likes luxury and showing off. He wants to fuck his girl in his car while it's in a parking lot. He could open the windows, even the doors… who the fuck cares? Do you think anyone will say anything to him? He'll mock your moans, imitate them, and laugh when you're embarrassed. He'll throw bills at you, make you bite them, and beg for more. He wants you dirty for him.

Submissive: He likes to be challenged, it's true, but… what's better than a challenge wrapped in sweet submission and apparent bewilderment? That really ties him up. Tease him and show him you'll do his every bidding. He'll like it. He'll love you. He'll become obsessed with you; he won't be able to stop sleeping with you if you treat him like that. It doesn't matter if he's upset or disappointed in you, he'll give in.

Mirror sex: He wants you to see your faces of pleasure, to see your body at the same time as when he's kinkily complimenting you. He wants you to feel fucked, to never forget that image. He'll tell you you're sexy; if you don't believe it, he'll make you believe it. He'll erase all your insecurities because he wants you to provoke him, to surrender with grace and certainty.

Rindou Haitani

Angry sex: He doesn't have time for nonsense, he has little patience, and he doesn't have the face of a friendly man. I'm not saying he's unstable or argumentative with you. No. But he'll only solve fights with his body. He'll grab you and growl in your ear and tell you not to be a bad bitch. He doesn't want you to cause him any more problems, he doesn't, but he doesn't want to leave you, so it's the only way he can solve it.

Rough sex: He'll be nice if you ask him, but it's not his choice. He wants to mark you and make you scream. He'll pin you down and use you. The harder you dig your nails into his back, the better he'll feel. Bite his shoulder; he wants to feel strong, he wants your marks on his body. He wants others to notice that he made a girl feel good when he takes off his shirt or tie.

Deep throating: He wants you to choke all the time. It boosts his ego. He'll grab you by the neck and move your head roughly to his liking. He could do it in a public bathroom, on the hood of a car, or in a private room at a club—he doesn't care. He wants you to be unable to take him. You'll hear his grunts and his gasps. His hips will shake as he cums inside your mouth.

Kisaki

Objectification: Are you surprised? This man will never see you as an equal, no matter how hard you try. The best you can do with him is get on your knees and accept your place. He'll see you as an extension of himself and make you feel like you only want his power and his money. He'll make you feel guilty about it while he stuffs bills into your underwear. He'll make you cry and use you.

Lapdances: Like Mikey, it doesn't matter that he's not a technical expert, but it will require effort from you. He won't want something intimate with a connection; he'll want you to put on a show in a private room. He'll throw a lot of money at you, and even if you're imperfect in your actions, he'll never ask for another girl because you belong to him and he's got you dominated. It's not a matter of fidelity out of respect; it's pure pride and possessiveness.

Overstimulation: He wants the pleasure to hurt. At first, he'll make you tremble and your vision will blur. Then it will hurt because he won't stop until he's satisfied. He'll mark you until your tears are enough for him. He'll degrade you every time you cum and suffer. You'll be so fucked up that you'll want to keep going because you want to please him. If you hold out, he'll give you a condescending kiss on the forehead.

Hanma

Public sex: Yes, seriously. Who likes sex with the lights off and all that? I'm sure many people do, but definitely not him. He wants people to see it; if he's in a sour mood, he might fight them, reminiscing about his younger days. If he's in a lesser mood, he'll just point a gun at them with a dirty smile and make you moan louder. Not for the faint of heart.

Voucherism: If he's angry or in a sadistic mood, he'll sit you next to him and tie your hands while he masturbates. He wants you to watch but not be able to please him, to squirm and open your mouth so he can use you. He might tease you and tell you he could go with someone else to finish the job. He won't. He just wants you to beg him; the more you beg, the faster he'll untie you.

Corruption: Both in bed and out of it. He'll search for and feel all your weak spots. He wants to know your body perfectly so he can subdue you more easily when necessary. He'll tell you to do it in that strange car even if you're nervous. He'll tell you to get on the dance floor and do a sexy dance just for him. He'll tell you, with a certain amount of sarcasm, to say dirty words you'd never have said before.

[cheekinpermission]

Did somebody ask for another Twst OC yap? No?? WELL TOO BAD HERE'S ANOTHER GOOGLE DOC FULL OF NOTES ABOUT ANOTHER SONA!!!

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1VM2UBbaJITu6POnCHpzz_zVx51dMwvTP-_YepLP8dfQ/edit?tab=t.0

Meet Isabelle Fairywinkle-Cosma! She's my Fairly OddParents oc who I twisted from Timmy Turner but specifically those AU's where he becomes a Fairy and gets to stay with his REAL family who LOVES HIM TO DEATH- Can you tell that I've been reading a bunch of Fix-it family fics after the New Wish show came out??

Anyways, Izzy actually IS Timmy Turner! In a way. She's a "What if Timmy was born a girl but instead The Turners actually wanted a boy so they only refer to her by her middle name 'Timothea' and using he/him pronouns and she's finally 'comes out' after being adopted by her fairy family and begins her transition into a Fairy and goes by Izzy and uses she/her pronouns, so she's a secret trans allegory 🏳️‍⚧️?" idea. So it's the same Timmy Turner from the TV show, she's experienced all the same exact things only she's occasionally called Izzy by her Godfamily. Towards the end of the show and before they introduced the blonde girl, Izzy wished that when Cosmo and Wanda were no longer her godparents, she would become their biological daughter and stay a part of their family as a Fairy, however since she is young and needs time to adjust to a new body Izzy is turned into a hybrid of the two species with limited magical abilities.

So, in a spectacular twist of fate, Izzy ends up at a school for learning magic with the rest of her family!

Like I said earlier, this fic doc doesn't have as many notes as Bella Haddock did but that doesn't mean Izzy's story isn't as fleshed out, I've added a bunch of dms between me and Shoopy about her but I never got around to editing any of them lol. If you wanna know any specifics about her or how she and her fairy fam interact with the boys and what would happen in any Book or Event moment, I'd happily tell you more!! Feel free to ask any questions!

This is me whenever techno submits a new OC

You always have so much lore and detail with your characters its crazy. You even said Izzy isn't as developed, but the Google Doc is literally eleven pages long lmao

I'm gonna be so for real - I haven't watched anything Fairly Odd Parents related since I was in elementary school. I don't think the dog was even a thing by the time I stopped watching it. I'm not really caught up on the recent lore. All I know is recently Poof made an appearance as a grown up and suddenly I had Fairly Odd Parents thirsty fanart on my timeline LOL

I find it curious that you've sent me two OCs, but neither was based off of a Disney property. Do you have any? I just figured that was where most people would draw inspiration from. (I can't judge because Erin wasn't based on anyone from Disney either lol)

You're just so creative Techno. How do you do it? AJDKASJD IM JEALOUS

Thank you Shoopy for being Techno's sound board we appreciate your service.

[caligvlasaqvarivm]

wanna ask how you feel about the eridan bpd headcanon/theory(?? not sure what to call it!) you're so good at your character analysis and i'd love to see your outlook on it

Since I don't have a degree or any formal training in psychology, I feel deeply uncomfortable diagnosing characters. I've made an autism joke before but only because I'm on the spectrum. He's definitely traumatized and anxious, but I mean those as descriptors of his behavior rather than capital-D Diagnoses. I try to focus on those when I can - the cause and effect of cognition, self-image, and behavior - and those factors may very well match up with DSM criteria, but I try not to touch an actual diagnosis with a ten foot pole unless the author has explicitly stated that X character has Y condition.

[mintedwitcher]

Im being so entirely deadset serious when I say this: do yall really think monoshipping is the Only Way? Have you not experienced the sheer joy of taking your blorbo and putting them with literally anyone, like a kid mashing their barbie dolls together? Hello? I'm calling into the void here can anyone hear me?

[thatonefreemanversefic]

I LOVE TYJIS FIC SO MUCH SO MUCH SO MUCH!!! PLEAS TAKE ALL THE TIME YOU NEED!! I WAHT IT!!

aaaaahhh anyway i sadly. sadly do want to ask how much Benrey is planned. Will it just be mentions? will he show up? ILL LOVR OT ANYWSY!!okybye

I'M SORRY I'M SO LATE TO ANSWERING THIS TOO!! BUT ALSO THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! I LOVE THIS FIC TOO AND I REALLY WANNA FINISH IT!!! I HAVE SO MANY PLANS!! SO MANY IDEAS!!

Speaking off...

So glad you've asked, dear anon!! I too am a Benrey fan, though I can't say I even come close to rivaling Sapph (the beta reader, in case you don't know) and their love for that silly little guy. Sorry why does this sound like a villain monologue?

To actually answer your question, in as vague terms as possible so as to not spoil: There will in fact be more than just mentions >:) The main 4 (OG, Mind, Martini, and Gorgeous) will get AT LEAST ONE silly from their universe each to play a much more major role than just being like, a background easter egg mentioned to get you guys excited. I am a big fan of stories with huge casts and I feel like this will either shine through very well for this fic or just make the plot get progressively more confusing, but I'm having fun and hopefully you're having fun so who cares honestly?

[skeletalheartattack]

Do you have a bluesky?

i do not, no.

[inkykeiji]

(ー_ーゞ

[spagheddiesquash]

oooh theyre looking at u… furrowing their brows…. im sorry that expression is like my own dreamworks face its just really fun to draw. drew this bc i wanted to test out these cool free procreate brushes that i found on pinterest.

EDIT. reblogs >>> likes!! if u like it pls reblog so more ppl see it tyyyy