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svftloving · 7 months

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o(≧▽≦)o yandere! twins with a healer darling (headcanons)

warning! yandere themes (obvs), obsesive behavior (not much, really) small mention of implied! self harm in aether's part, reader is implied to not know of their obsessive thoughts/has stockholm syndrome, if you feel like anything else i should add, just comment! <3

,, aether

this boy is absolutely swooning, he is completely, wholly, and utterly in love with you. he's literally obsessed. he's honestly never loved anyone more (besides his sister and paimon, of course. but that's familial.) and vows to protect you with his life.

these headcanons take place as if you were traveling along with the traveler, so expect to be healing aether alot. the guy is pretty reckless, especially when it comes to protecting you and keeping you safe. so expect to be bandaging/healing him whenever he returns from doing commissions or whatever quest he went on. he'll return with straight up bruises and cuts covering his whole body with a exhausted smile on his face, collapsing in your arms as paimon frets worriedly about him to you.

if you're wondering, yes, he does get hurt (more) on purpose. more injuries means more attention from you is aether's mindset! even if aether doesn't end up getting damaged from any fights he encounters, than he'll somehow find a way to get injured. just don't mention why his sword is so bloody after coming back with cuts on his form after doing a commission that didn't involve the use of violence...

after patching the weary male up, he likes to lay in your arms as you fix his slightly knotted hair due to his adventures, a small smirk hidden from your vision as he buries himself deeper into your neck. he just loves his darling so much! <3

,, lumine

don't think lumine would act any different than her brother's reaction, because she's completely in love with you as well. she might do a better job at hiding it, but it's pretty easy to catch the gentle look in her eyes whenever she thinks you aren't looking as you patch her up...

these headcanons take place as if you were traveling along with the traveler, so expect to be healing lumine alot. unlike her brother, lumine usually takes you along when she goes to quest/commissions as she can't stand a second without you by her side! of course, she won't take you to extremely dangerous ones, but just expect to be by her side on most her outings.

unfortunately, a downside to this is that she's completely focused on keeping you safe. paimon can get plummeted by a hillichurl for all she cares (/j), but if even the slightest hint that a slime is coming towards you, she doesn't give a damn whatever's happening or in her way. she immediately dashing towards and protecting you with all she got ♡

yeah, maybe she got injured in the process, but who cares? as long as her angel of a darling is safe and sound, she couldn't care less if she now has bruises and a few cuts on her form.

she likes when you fret over her, anyway. plus, she gets to relax in your arms as you praise her for protecting you. she just loves being your knight in shining armor... ♡( ◡‿◡ )

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin x reader #yandere genshin impact x reader #yandere lumine #yandere lumine x reader #yandere aether #yandere aether x reader #i'm back!!#writing this was so fun ngl #yan! lumine brainrot was going hard so that's why she got an extra bulletpoint <3

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starwrighter · 7 months

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I am not a baby!! (yes you are)

(Ao3) (Masterpost) (Previous) (Next)

(Chapter 17 long ass chappy!!)

As expected, his plan worked! Dami managed to scare off the other Leviathan! The shallows were finally safe again! For the time being at least. Danny paced around his base, celebrating this victory with a thawed peeper. He pondered throwing one to Dami, but they still had yet to make any attempt of eating any fish. Plus, the leviathan might see his offering as an opportunity to chow down on him. They were temporary allies through a shared enemy, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t a potential snack.

Maybe he should be more concerned about the existence of a third species of leviathan. After all, the existence of three suggests there might be more. Scratch that there were more and that he was certain of. Dami was a graft of two species and Taser fish wasn’t the parent neither was the giant beta fish-looking guy from lurking near Lifepod three. . According to the scanners on his Lifepod, this was a planet mostly composed of water it’d make sense there’d be more nightmare death creatures swimming around in the depths of the ocean. He could easily avoid them if he tried hard enough. A quantum detonation, however, was a threat he couldn’t run from or throw hands with. At least not effectively that is.

Danny looked down at his message log with a wince. He’d take more nightmare-death fish over the Aurora exploding any day of the week. At least he could fight the leviathans. How was he supposed to fight the genetic meltdown of a peeper blasted with the radioactive energy of a small power plant? It would be like Chernobyl all over again and he wouldn’t have the industrial equipment to clean up the fallout.

The nuclear power generator was one of the blueprints stripped from his PDA by the crash, as were the disposal protocols that came with it. He had no way to fabricate anything but a primitive water filter. It wasn’t even one of the grayed-out blueprints like the battery charger; it just didn’t exist in his PDA. He wouldn’t be surprised if baby mode blocked the recipe out. It let him build a knife but it wouldn’t let him play with a nuclear reactor the PDA Truly was the most responsible piece of technology on this planet.

God speed Alterra…

Danny snickered, swiping through the screens of his PDA looking desperately for something he could do to help. Was there anything he could do? There wasn’t a blueprint for a radiation suit in his PDA but he was a Fenton! They got irradiated for breakfast. He could at least try, to fix things for both him and the survivors.

Taking out his sea glide Danny shot out his sea base like a speeding bullet. Time is limited and it was slipping through his fingers with every moment he wasted anxiously waiting for the perfect opportunity to help. There had to be at least one life pod that landed in near the Aurora someone who was either stuck in their pods or getting blasted by the bad vibes of the Aurora’s drive core.

Dami watched him intently from the edge of the shallows. Clicking teeth and a worried croon from the leviathan as Danny crept closer to where the crash site should be. He only swam a few feet before Dami bolted from his spot in the sand hands attempting to nudge him back to the shallows.

With puffed-up cheeks, Danny nipped at the other darting around the leviathan's tail to further his journey. He couldn’t go back to the shallows. He wouldn’t sit there uselessly until things literally blew up in his face. Dami didn’t know how dangerous things could get. He didn’t know the catastrophic consequences this could have on his home.

The waters were murky sand yet to settle and debris scattered across the sand. Any plant life the biome had previously cultivated was crushed, uprooted, and torn apart by the impact. The wrecks in the crash site made the shallows look clean. Metal torn apart like playdough were scattered throughout clouded waters. Not a single place was clear of debris, a burning sensation in his palms the longer he swam.

A stabbing pain like a jackhammer to the skull hit him like a truck. Nausea broiled in his stomach, bile rising up his throat. Danny didn’t stop swimming not when the edges of his vision began to blur not when Dami desperately tried to push him back. Snapping teeth and swiping through the water in an attempt to intimidate him into turning back. Danny didn’t care, he… he had to do something, he had to try.

His PDA screamed, a glitching image that looked concerningly similar to what you’d find on one of the barrels in his parents' lab flashed on screen. It sounded painful, the tablet flashing like a strobe light and a shrieking noise filling his ears. Any words jumbled, thousands of audio cues playing over each other and meshing into of mess of trailed-off screams cut off when the screen went blank.

Fuck.

Shit… That wasn’t a good sign, was it? His pounding head made it hard to truly wrap his head around what just happened. If death would be permanent this time would anyone even know what happened to him? Every distress call he’d responded to every destroyed life pod he found… All of them were gone, reduced to nothing, only a splotch of red if they were lucky. If his PDA was broken how would his family know what happened to him?

Dami screeched, a noise so high-pitched it made his ears ring. The leviathan wrapped his entire body around Danny, his claw barring him from escaping. Panic swirled through his mind before a lower, spine-tingling roar broke through the sea. Peaking through the gaps in Dami’s claws, Danny’s heart jumped into his throat.

A leviathan with a sickly gray body circled them. Pitch black eyes that held something primal. There wasn’t the gleam of intelligence in its behavior, just gnashing teeth and snapping mandibles. Decorated with red, muscle so defined you’d think that was all that made up the creature’s body.

Maybe it was the headache amplifying the noise but the guttural sounds the creature constantly let out were like a nuclear bomb. His eyes stung all he could do was watch as Dami snapped his tail like a whip, slashing at their attacker. Yellow blood spilled into the water and Danny couldn’t tell if it was Dami’s.

Saying their attacker was aggressive would be an understatement. Nothing seemed to deter the creature. Dami’s strikes only seemed to piss it off further. Every impact from Dami’s tail pulled a furious shriek from the predator. It circled them like a shark, it didn’t care that Dami was much larger it just wanted to eat.

Pointing his scanner through the gaps in Dami’s claws seconds felt like hours as the tool worked its magic. On swing from this worm on steroids and he was triple dead! The thing could swallow him whole with no room left for seconds!

At least it would be a cool death. “Danny Fenton, cause of death; Radiation poisoning and fish bites,” He’d be proud to have that written in his obituary. If anyone survived to collect and fix his PDA it’d be one hell of a conversation starter.

His skin burned like he’d pressed himself against the surface of the sun. His dive suit felt like molten lava and his air tank felt like it was filled with smoke. Dami thrashed slapping the steroid fish into the sand.

They couldn’t keep going. If both he and his PDA were being affected by the radiation then so was Dami. Their attacker wouldn’t hesitate to finish them off if the radiation didn’t melt their internal organs into a shapeless goop. They needed a route to the Aurora that wasn’t surrounded by a toxic death field. But when the death field originated from the Aurora there wasn’t much he could do. There was no safe path to the Aurora so long as he was without a radiation suit.

Danny slapped his palms against Dami’s almost transparent skin. His oxygen running thin, he tugged the leviathan’s fins until the other turned to him. Hopefully, as another sentient creature, he could understand the plea of “Let’s get the fuck out of here before we both die a slow excruciating death,”

Thankfully, he understood. As Dami snapped his tail at the creature one last time grabbing Danny by his oxygen tank and boosting away from the crash zone. The two of them cut through the water easily gliding faster than his seaglide could at its base.

Dami wasn’t as muscular as their attacker but he made up for it in size, speed, and intelligence. If they’d stayed to finish the fight Dami was the obvious choice to bet on. He would’ve won if he hadn’t been focused on guarding Danny from being eaten.

When they finally reached the shallows Danny could’ve kissed the sand. He’d never been so relieved to be in the kiddy pool of this planet's ocean. He felt like crying, he’d never abandon his beloved biome of coral tubes again!

Thwack!

A Peeper charged into him, hitting him in the cheek full force. Was this revenge for the fridge? Dami let out what he could only assume was the fish equivalent of a laugh, gently batting the little blue fish away. Danny didn’t have the energy to smack the leviathan for this offense nor did he have the strength to chase the Peeper who attacked him. Sleep never seemed so sweet before but he knew if he slept now he might not wake up to see the light of day again.

Danny watched the faint yellow sparkles trailing behind the fish as it rubbed itself against plants and rocks. More social than the normal peepers swimming around. If you could count tackling everything in sight as a social behavior. Danny scrunched his nose at the offensive fish rubbing the glitter-like substance off his face. If this was how Peepers tried to make friends he’d have to say it’s ineffective.

Danny turned back to the leviathan, yellow blood oozing from long thin scratches running along his tail. He frowned, that was his fault, wasn’t it? Dami had tried to stop him, likely knowing what lurked near the crash and Danny blatantly ignored him. He’d been naive, thinking he knew better than the literal native who’d likely lived on this planet his entire life. A stupid thing to do even with the risk of an explosion. Especially with the risk of an explosion, a deeper part of his psyche nagged, pulling the bile halfway up his throat.

What if someone had been with him? Someone had been with him! Dami wasn’t indestructible. What if that thing managed to kill them both? What if he’d gotten Dami killed just by leading them in there? Radiation poisoning was an all but painless death. Vomiting your internal organs in their liquidized form wasn’t a fate he wished on anyone let alone an ally.

The visible injuries on the leviathan seemed to be minor. If the nonchalant way the leviathan lifted Danny to the surface with a clawed hand told him anything. It was good to know they had a mutual understanding that air was a necessity for him. Accidentally being drowned by an ally wasn’t on his list of ideal deaths. Maybe if this were a horror movie he’d be more welcoming to the idea so he could haunt people more than he usually did.

Danny tapped Dami’s forehead alerting the leviathan to his next movements into the kelp forests. Dami stayed where he was in the shallows, keeping a keen eye on Danny from afar. He swallowed the bile rising up his throat keeping up his routine of bribing the stalkers. They were like gator-shaped trolls. Demanding a toll of fish snacks before they’d ensure a safe passage through the shallows. Some of the bolder ones approached him with open mouths. He didn’t even have to chuck it at them!

“Warning, leviathan class creature in the area,” He yanked out his PDA brushing his fingers against the screen. The tablet's light was dim but it was working. He could swipe through the tabs and see what the fuck the AI was talking about. It’s a little late for a warning about the leviathan at the crash site.

Danny swiped through the tabs of his PDA landing on the new data entry he’d risked his ass for. Apparently, the empty-eyed fuck they’d been assaulted by was a reaper leviathan. All muscle, tiny brain, and no sense of morality. Danny didn’t know what kind of morals his PDA expected from a fish like that. Lancer always told him not to judge a book by its cover but holy fuck, if Vlad stood next to one of those guys he might actually look decent.

The warning popped up again and Danny’s anxiety spiked. Did a reaper follow them? Was it the Leviathan he’d seen back at life pod three? If it was the stalkers might get to him before he could get close enough to strike him. He pulled out his blade glancing around the kelp forest. His eyes landed on a glimpse of blue poking out from behind an arch of stone.

…

It was talking about Dami, wasn’t it?

Dami was following him, hiding it quite poorly. It was honestly, embarrassing he hadn’t noticed it sooner. The leviathan was out of his depth, any camouflage the other could have possibly had was squandered by his size. It was probably his size that intimidated everything into not acknowledging him.

Danny ignored the leviathan, mostly to spare the other’s ego. Danny was like a needle in a haystack while Dami was like an elephant in the chicken coop and if this were a game of hide and seek Danny would’ve demolished him by now.

Using his blade to cut off pieces of creep vine Danny pressed the kelp together, stashing as much as possible into his bag. The fiber mesh he’d make from this would make decent bandages if he couldn’t make the blankets he wanted.

Would bandages even work on Dami? Tying gauze around the leviathan's tail just seemed restrictive. The language barrier would ensure Dami wouldn’t understand he was trying to help. Dami would just see it as Danny mistakeingly assuming he could finish the Leviathan off after a risky encounter with a reaper. He winced, getting slapped to death by an ally would be such a lame way to die.

There had to be some other way to ensure Dami didn’t die of sepsis or whatever other infections a giant fish teenager could contract. Who was equipped to deal with this kind of thing? A vet or a marine biologist because Danny lacked the qualifications for both professions. He was two for two when it came to dying, any medical advice he could give was just a health hazard.

Danny swam back to the shallows, Dami clumsily following him. He wasn’t bleeding anymore and Danny could vaguely make out yellow scabs clotting over his injuries. Only time would tell if that was a good sign or not. If there was anything wrong with Dami he’d find a way to fix it. It was his moral obligation to do so.

Dami protected them from a reaper and the oversized eel! While he’s pretty sure Dami knew electric fish, he still slapped him into pissing off! Making sure the leviathan didn’t die was the least he could do even if he was friends with the electric fish secretly.

The “fight” was far too similar to the ones he’d have Dani or Jazz. Less a fight to the death and more like one of the lectures he’d get from Jazz for doing something stupid. Not antagonistic like the fights he’d have with Vlad. It was more like when Dani would hide his model rockets in the walls when he pissed her off. Dami and the electric fish acted painfully similar to how he acted with his siblings.

Would he ever see them again?

Shaking his head, a croon rippled through shallow water. Dami stared at him with glowing eyes, an expression as concerned as a gigantic fish could get. He crooned again, louder this time. A call probably evolved to be heard in deeper open waters. It wasn’t as effective in the shallows, he could hear Dami anywhere in the shallows no matter how quiet the other tried to be. All this call served to do now was to add fuel to the fire of his splitting headache.

Danny held his head in his hands, Dami taking this as a cue to be a bit quieter. The next croon he let out was softer barely audible but he got his point across. This guy was weird. He fussed over Danny more than he fussed over himself to the point he cramped himself in the shallows to stay here with him. He belonged deeper down, ancients he’d be happier deeper down but he just…stayed here? Sure he tended to follow Danny whenever he had the opportunity but Danny had mostly stuck to the shallows so far. Was this the fish equivalent to tourism? Had the crash screwed over his home so badly he couldn’t live there anymore.

Danny glanced back to Dami, the leviathan looked perfectly fine but he didn’t exactly have another member of his species to compare to. It was like he was perfectly comfortable acting as Danny’s personal guard dog.

…

….

He was like a dog to this guy, wasn’t he?

Looking down at his tiny hand Danny squeezed them into fists. Pathetic, hardly a threat at all. Dami’s a teenager and Danny is a itty bitty squishy thing smaller than any of the other survivors. He was like a stray puppy to this guy! Like a little Yorkie happy and cute.

He scoffed choking on the mouthful of seawater that flooded into his mouth at the action. He wasn’t anyone’s pet! He was the farthest thing from a pet! Sure, he might’ve watched Dami fight like it was a Pokémon battle but he still thought of the guy as a sentient being. It all made sense now, this dude thought he was an animal! There was no way to correct him either! They didn’t speak the same language nor was there a way for them to learn at the moment.

How would he even go about speaking to him anyway? What was he supposed to say? “Hey, dude sorry for catfishing you but I’m not your pet,” He’d probably be dismissed and then be treated like a parrot.

Ancients, he’s too nauseous to deal with this shit. Dealing with anything else but this would be better than this. He was stuck with a teenager who was convinced he got a new puppy… No wonder he tapped on the window like a small child seeing the fish tank at the dentist for the first time.

At least he wasn’t the type of teenager to “Play” rough with his pets. Back home Sam went ape shit on a group of senior boys who kept shooting BBs at one of the oldest boy’s cats. Danny had yet to be manhandled, thrown, or shot at, nor was there any attempt to put him down after he bit him multiple times.

Maybe he was more like a cat?

He wouldn’t degrade himself into being anyone’s catboy. The thought alone made him want to cry. Tucker would never let him hear the end of it if he found out. The hacker would have all the ammo he needed to take revenge for being called a furry so often. He couldn’t let this happen! There’s no way he’d allow himself to be treated like a pet. If Dami ever tried to pet him he’d get stabbed! Puffing up his chest, Danny turned foot and swam back to his base.

His to-do list was completely and utterly fucked over. Fixing the Aurora had been his top priority but he couldn’t fix it without a radiation suit and a distraction for the buff death fish! It was just like back home, the moment he sat down to knock something off his ever-expanding to-do list the entire universe ganged up on him!

{Proposed Desagi seabase (200m)}

The signal caught his attention. It was on one of the main tabs of his PDA along with the signals for the Lifepod he’s aware of. On the front page of his to-do list, as a sub-task of finding survivors was searching for the Desagi sea base. Scrunching his face Danny pondered. If the seabase even existed there could be something down there to help him. Even if he didn’t find a survivor, the information he could gain from this could be crucial to figuring out what the hell is going on with this planet.

With the date of Paul Torgal’s environmental log, he could tell the Desagi had been on this planet within the first month of communications with the ship had been lost. Had they ever left? Did they crash or land here willingly for some unknown reason? Was what happened to the Aurora connected to the Desagi? Hopefully, he’d get his answers when he went down to explore.

Staring blankly at the signal, he studied the coordinates and the environmental log thoroughly. The cave he’d entered previously had multiple entrances. It was only logical if members of the Desagi were to build a seabase they’d build it close to an entrance. It was further into the cave system than the entrance he’d swam through had led him.

He could search around for another cave entrance closer to the signal but it was still 200m down. His lower oxygen needs gave him a leg up but it could only carry him so far. His ability kept him from drowning in shallow water but anything deeper than 100m and it was game over, no restarts or save points!

With his current oxygen tank, he wouldn’t have the time to find the seabase let alone explore it. When the entire point of finding the seabase was exploring, it made his air tank seem about as useful as a warning label on a stick of dynamite. Any idiot with common sense could tell going down there without some kind of plan for oxygen was a sheer way to drown. While his common sense was sparse he still had it.

The blueprints for a seamoth were still missing so he’d have to go on a scavenger hunt for not only the blueprint but the resources to build it. Danny could only wonder how the Seamoth would be altered for him. The seaglide was made slightly smaller but what was it supposed to do about what was essentially just an underwater car? Pedal extensions, A controller, maybe just an autopilot? That was all he was willing to work with, a booster seat was too humiliating for his bruised ego to take.

Along with a seamoth he’d need to upgrade his tank and replace the batteries for his seaglid. The seaglide drained power like spectra drained the happiness from children.

Digging through his storage lockers he scavenged the glass he needed for his new air tank. He fed the fabricator the ingredients waiting eagerly as the light show began. A loud jarring noise sounded from his PDA the moment the new air tank touched his hands.

“New blueprint acquired.” The robotic voice drawled.

Danny glanced down at the tablet, staring slack-jawed at the appearance of the rebreather on his list of blueprints. Convenient, he didn’t dare question the PDA’s choice of only giving him the blueprint now instead of after all the other times he almost died. It was painfully easy to gather the materials he needed. With the creepvine he’d collected earlier he was set to make the rebreather.

Now all he had to do was get past Dami…

Why did he have a feeling that was going to be easier said than done?

@ashoutinthedarkness @avelnfear @meira-3919 @thought-u-said-dragon-queen @hugsandchaos @blep-23 @zeldomnyo @bytheoldwillowtree @justwannabecat @shepherdsheart @starlightcat04 @stargazing-bookwyrm @pupstim @dragongoblet @noxcheshire

#dpxdc #dp x dc #dcxdp #dc x dp #subnautica au #I'm back!!#Chapters are taking more time because they are becoming longer #I'm starting to take things seriously #oh god #what about my shitty jokes?#I literally called Dick leviathan two electric boogaloo in my outline #will all my memes die in the drafts like soldiers in an brutal war?#I'm just kidding these chapters would be any more serious #it's just stupidity but drawn out into a longer page of word vomit

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aragarna · 6 months

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Good Omemes: No more dying! - David Tennant as Crowley (Good Omens, 2x03)

#good omens #no more dying #enough dying #david tennant #crowley #good omens season 2 #my gifs #good omemes #for all your fix-it fic needs #I'm back!!#sorry I've been awol #let's make gifs again

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pushing500 · 3 months

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After one last trip to gather information, it's finally time to fetch our first relic and move on from Parish-by-the-Expanse!

This quest was super easy; Magic Man has wings, so even though he has the "snail's pace" trait, he could fly in and out super fast to grab the relic before he and Laursen jumped on their dirtbikes and rode home. M.M. did get a little bit bruised from a mechanoid, but I'm sure he'll be fine.

Look, I know that arming children makes them a target for raiders. Plus, being part biliog and part cat-girl, it's highly likely Dire Wolf will have an atrocious melee ability when she grows up, but the joke was right there, and I couldn't help myself.

Don't worry, though. Dire Wolf is not the only child walking around with a weapon. Pro will make the T'au Empire proud with her new masterwork pulse carbine, I'm sure of it!

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stepstofluency · 1 year

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reblog if you are an active studyblr/langblr!

i’m looking for active language learning accounts to be moots ^-^

currently, i’m focused on learning italian, portuguese, and french. i’m also interested in norwegian, greek, dutch, and polish!

#studyblr #langblr #please reach me out if you are a studyblr or langblr or anything!#looking for more blogs to follow #multilingue #language #languages #language learning #i love languages #study #studying #i'm back!!

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the-anxious-axolotl · 1 year

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A quickish passive while I work on other things

#I'm back!!#\o/#Passive Nightmare sans #nightmare sans #Dreamtale #utmv #Obligatory art tag

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canyonkingdom · 2 months

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Hi mate!

Could you write something with Poli and Jin?(I do not ship them but do whatever you please) If yes, thank you so much! If no it's Ok!u

Wish you well, bye!

i got your back

tw: $u|c|d3 idealation

Midnight fell in Broomstown. Everyone in town is probably in the confines of their garage, or their beds, sleeping peacefully.

But this wasn’t the case for Poli.

This was a common occurrence for him, not that he cared about insomnia or the citizen’s lives, but simply for the safety of the headquarters. Sometimes he’d sleep in, and sometimes he didn’t sleep at all.

And that didn’t matter.

He faced the front desk of the headquarters, his eyes eerily open. There was Jin’s chair, basking in the dark. Sometimes he thought of life without their manager, practically their mother. Sometimes he didn’t want to. Sometimes he wondered if he’d never been created.

Sometimes.

He sighed, his eyes darting around the room. The lack of activity had bored Poli to an extent, but his eyes didn’t flutter. He was still wide awake, thinking about their leader. Probably sleeping in her room, cozy and fleeting.

The radio rang, startling Poli. His headlights faced the red button.

He transformed into his robocar counterpart and pressed the button. “Hello?” he said softly, careful not to wake Amber and Roy, waiting for a civilized response. One more prank call and he might go insane.

“Uh. hey.”

Poli raised his eyebrow at the unexpected voice on the other line. “What is it, Lifty?”

The young forklift shuddered. “So, uh, Jin’s here…”

What?

“What?” Poli gawked, “What’s she doing there?” He couldn’t even fathom about what happened, what will happen.

“She’s spinning and laughing and swaying everywhere,” Lifty said with the highest amount of concern Poli had heard from any citizen. Metal clunking and a high-pitched squeal. “Ow! Please hurry and pick her up, I can’t leave her alone in the port…”

“Okay.” Poli immediately put down the phone before Lifty could even finish saying “thank you”.

Poli was sure he passed the speed limit when he drove to the port. The sense of urgency was more than any of their rescues. It made his thoughts run frantically, his gas pressure high.

He arrived, panting heavily. His eyes spotted Lifty and Jin limping on him helplessly. Lifty’s eyes lock with his. “Poli!” he waves his left forklift, before putting it down to put Jin in balance.

Poli ran to them. “What happened?” he noticed the alcohol bottle in Jin’s hand, putting the pieces together.

“I found her here talking to herself…” Lifty replied.

Jin looked rough. Usually braided hair in shambles, her orange outfit smeared with stains, her face red and puffy. Clearly Lifty had the mindset of a child, as he described her as “drinking juice and went insane”.

Jin laughed, “Oh, Poli, you’re here?” the tone of her voice weirdly shifted. “Haha, you’ve come to- come to pick me up?” she tumbled her way off of Lifty. Poli caught her before she could hit the ground. “Oh! You caught me! You’re always so strong…”

Poli sighed. “What have you gotten yourself into?” Jin just laughed. “I’m having fun! Life’s a bitch, y’know.”

Lifty flinched. “Did she just-”

“Thank you, Lifty.” Poli spouted, cutting Lifty’s words. He gave a small smile before turning around, carrying Jin in his arms. The bottle of alcohol fell to the ground.

Poli stopped at a cliff perfectly gazing at the stars. Max came here and it certainly wasn’t a fond memory, but the outlook butchered his bad views on the part.

He put Jin down, she immediately flopped herself on the grass.

“What did you do?” Lifty’s response wasn’t enough for him.

“Yes!” Jin beamed drunkenly, “I had no reason to, but I- I did!”

“Jin,” he repeated sternly.

“I- I don’t know,” she said sadly, before bursting into chuckles. She sat up, flimsily moving herself next to Poli. “Sometimes I feel… like nothing.”

“Like I am nothing.”

Poli looked at her, shocked and sympathetic. “What are you saying?”

“Do I even help you guys?” she asked, her mood dropping down. “Ugh, I hate my life!” she hits her head on the log next to Poli. “I jus’ wanna die.”

“Don’t say that.” Poli cried, his voice unnaturally coarse. He went to Jin’s side. “You help us in more ways than one! You lead us, you fix us, you raise us.” he put his large hand on her shoulder, though it touched her back as well.

“Bullshit,” Jin groaned, taking Poli’s hand off of her. “All my dreams are shattered, all my inventions fail-”

“Not all of them.” Poli was desperate now. He wanted to cry but he couldn’t. Jin looked away, tears forming on the corners of her eyes.

“Sorry,” she implored. “I am not enough for this.”

“You will never be not enough. You are more than enough.”

"How can you be so sure?" Jin sobbed.

"Because i'm here." Poli replied, smiling for comfort. "We're here. Roy, Amber, Helly, we're all here because of-

because of you."

"Look at us now, we're helping the town, we're in the pinnacle of society. And it's because of you." If only he could cry, he would wail buckets.

"I guess- guess you're right." Jin's tears were flowing, but her laughing didn't seize.

"Thank you."

Poli's grin was higher than the moon.

"We should go home now."

Comforting words were thrown around as the dim moonlight shined on them.

“Awh, I wish I had a relationship like that.”

“They’re not dating, idiot. It’s them looking out for each other. Unlike you and I."

“Shut up.”

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hi guys i'm back from the dead; posting regularly again

i'll be posting the other requests a little while later lol

this is for @polina-tvorozhok hope you like it

#robocar poli #robocar poli jin #robocar poli fanfic #robocar poli oneshot #requests #who were the characters at the end lol #i'm back!!

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0perfectimperfections0 · 1 month

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what happened to writing Uglydolls Lou fics? Are you burnt-out or is it a new hyperfixation?

(I'm not trying to rush you in anyway, just curious:) )

I am slowly getting back into it! I've been working more hours part-time while doing college and planning for my wedding in a few months, so it's a little hectic 😅

But over the past few weeks the hyperfixation I thought was over resurfaced when I got hit with new ideas that are similar to my Shell-Shock series. It's kind of a different take on the Shell-shock, at least with the storyline. I also plan on going through some of these asks to finally get them answered XD!

#uglydolls #writing #fanfiction #ask #answer #I'm back!!

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strixcattus · 4 months

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Gligglae!!

I would like to preface this by saying I've never been more certain of the true creature in a Bestiaryposting entry than I have been this week, and I'll be genuinely shocked if I'm wrong. That said, here's something mostly completely different!

I had to rush the coloring on these since I don't know how much more time I'll have to use my laptop between now and when the week closes out. I think I still did a pretty good job on these guys (especially the Midwestern White Gligglae, who have done no wrong in their perfect existence).

Babies. All of them.

The Gligglae

Gligglae (genus Gligglae) are a group of small crepuscular mammals capable of short-distance flight, found primarily in the Northern Hemisphere and Africa. They range in size from the Lesser Swedish Gligglae (four inches in length, found in Sweden and Norway) to the Blue King Gligglae (found in central Africa, with the largest specimen recorded being twenty inches in length). All Gligglae have short legs, long bodies, and spines on either side of their heads. These spines connect to membranes that run all the way down the Gligglae's body and can be held rigid to enable flight.

Whether the Gligglae's flight is true flight is still debated, though many consider it to be a controlled glide rather than flight. Gligglae are capable of producing thrust through a rippling motion in their bodies, but cannot sustain flight for long distances.

Most Gligglae are omnivorous scavengers. They glide from tree to tree searching for fresh corpses on the forest floor and grazing on leaves, buds, and seeds as they do so. A few species, such as the Bark-Eating Gligglae, are herbivores; none are exclusively carnivorous.

Gligglae are highly social animals, living in groups of up to thirty individuals. These groups are referred to as cuddles. It was once thought that Gligglae cuddles were large family groups containing several generations, but more recent research has revealed that not only are Gligglae rarely related to the other members of their cuddle, but they show only minimal preference for same-species cuddles. Gligglae within a cuddle will often pile onto one another to form a mass within the branches of a tree as they sleep. Gligglae are highly loyal to their cuddle—if they find a mate within the group, they will be mated for life, but all partners outside the cuddle are only temporary, and end as soon as pups are born.

Several species of Gligglae, including the Tricolor Gligglae and Midwestern White Gligglae, have been domesticated as pets. Domesticated Gligglae do best when given freedom to glide and at least two other Gligglae to form a cuddle with. Depending on the species, Gligglae can live for up to seven years in captivity. Some domesticated Gligglae species have been bred for attractive coats, in particular the Eastern Longhair Gligglae, which has several varieties with a wide range of colorations.

#I'm back!!#gligglae #bestiary #worldbuilding #fiction writing #some of these species names were fun to come up with #others were ripped wholesale off of names I happened to remember from an existing group of animals #as a sidenote the Tricolor Gligglae on top of the pile is based on the guinea pig I had some years ago #Strix draws things

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dovakiin273 · 2 years

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In Formula 1 news:

To give a fair chance to the other drivers Max Verstappen, the currently leader, will start the Singapore GP completely drunk and smashed, what a fair sportsman!

Lando Norris was seen supporting him.