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royalarchivist · 3 months
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Happy 1 Year Anniversary to the QSMP!
Unfortunately, I don't have any time to do a fun little video compilation of clips like I wanted to, so instead, here's a revamp of one of my favorite silly edits I've done for this series so far! :'D
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becca4leafclover · 6 months
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The plot of the Heartstopper-level Fitpac-themed dream I just woke up from
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Upset this isn't real. Going back to sleep nownits too early to be awake
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tallatonk · 2 months
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The hideduo fic i promised. Any comments or thoughts on this are appreciated, this is still a work in progress! Fic is under the cut.
tw: small tiny cannibalism mention, teehee
When You’re Too Scared To Say I Love You
Fit grabbed the nearest book and erased its contents in a rush. The pit in his stomach swelling, the urge to write this letter for Pac is strong. He had so much to say and so little time, the sense that someone, or something, was watching him plagued him all day.
A shaky breath left him as he picked up his pen to write. 
“Dear Pac,” he mumbled as he scribbled through the book. “I miss you so much, I wish you were here right now.” Fit stared into the page, god he can’t say that.
This was so embarrassing. Not that loving Pac was embarrassing, but rather trying to pour his heart out about exactly what he was feeling was. The world suddenly felt like it was going to implode, leaving him to pick up the pieces of his mind he never shared with the man. Yet here he was, too scared to write a few simple words.
He’s one of the toughest people on the server, hardened by the years of 2b2t. His life had been and still is filled with pain, war, and the type of things that would put fear into most. But out of all of that, this scared him the most. This was the first thing in years to make his palm sweat and feel as if he was on hardcore mode.  
It was both infuriating and infatuating, the way Pac affected him this much almost too much but not enough at the same time.
Fit pressed his hands into his face, as if it would help his internal battle, groaning to himself he looked towards the letter again. He can do this, he’s got this. He felt that deep sleep feeling coming, so this had to happen. He had to write this letter. He deleted what he wrote before, forcing his thoughts to focus on a new letter..
He’d restart the letter over and over again as long as he could, the best for Pac.
“I haven't seen you in many days, I hope you are enjoying your sleep. I have been feeling very tired recently and I feel like I will be having a very long sleep soon,” his heart felt it was beating out of his chest as he thought about the possibility he wouldn’t be able to see Pac again. He continued, pushing those negative thoughts in the back of his mind . “If I don’t see you for a while, I want you to know how special you are to me.” That's it, he thought after mumbling those last words, this is how he’ll say it.
Fit paused, reading his words over as though he finally said it to Pac in person.
“I know we haven’t been able to spend much time together, but you are always on my mind. It doesn’t matter how often you spend time with someone, it matters how much you think about them.” The American's eyes begin to sting, he pretends it's the sudden tiredness rather than the tears threatening to fall.
 “The next time I see you, I have a lot of things I want to say. Good things, don’t worry.” He lets out a small, bittersweet laugh as a warm tear runs down his cheek. Would he even be able to say what he wants when he sees Pac next? He can barely get down what to say in a letter, but in person?
It feels impossible. 
He shakes his head and smiles to himself, he’ll do this the only way he knows how. 
“But until then, I hope you are doing well and enjoying yourself. Also, my robe has been SUPER soft since you gave it back to me, so I owe you! I’ll have more fofoca soon! Yours truly, Fit.” He covers his feelings with jokes, just like always.
Something that Pac probably figured out about him by now.
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The pain was nauseating, the wounds scoring down his chest to his stomach made him want to curl up and die. Fit was stuck in this cave for 2 weeks. 2 weeks surrounded by dead bodies and rock. 2 weeks of being on half a heart and unable to eat anything. The desire to go back to his old ways called to him, to consume the rotted flesh in front of him. He couldn’t do it, with everything Madagio told him– these were their friends, their fellow island members. 
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Fit threw his head back in agony and screamed. He screamed until his lungs hurt, until his face grew red. He didn’t stop until he was sure the whole empty island heard him. His voice broke as he began to sob. Fit was stuck here, all alone. Things always came back to this, him all alone surrounded by the dead.
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How i want it to finish--- Something something he doesn't wanna eat people, he breaks down and cries, he screams at the bodies and Madagio, and regrets not telling Pac he loves him. He cries out that he loves him and that he wishes he can see him again. He thinks he's gonna die down here, he mentions that at least he’ll see Max and the dead eggs again, and maybe even get to punch Spreen for leaving him and Ramon.
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miscellaneoussmp · 7 months
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It's angst time once again! Parts of the dialogue came to me in a vision (/silly). Anyways, here's a Pac and Mike having a conversation in a dream:
Pac was hoping that when he finally closed his eyes, he wouldn't dream. He hoped that he'd close his eyes and then open them again with nothing in between. The gods wouldn't let him have this one small victory. There's a benefit to sharing two halves of the same soul with another person. Neither half is never truly alone. Although, right in this moment, Pac wishes that wasn't the case. He doesn't, really. There's a comfort in never being alone.
He just wishes he wasn't in the room their combined dreamscapes came up with. The room is comfortable, with warm light, two chairs and a table between them. It's a mess, too. A mess as a reflection of their mental states. Mike's already sitting down, coffee cup in hand. He's looking at Pac over his glasses through his fading pink hair. Of course, Pac sits down. The drink in front of him is tea, and he laughs softly. He'll have to tell Tina that her tea has invaded his dreams. There's sadness-anger-hurt-upset, coming from Mike's side of the room. That's why he's only looking at Pac through his hair, not bothering to move it. Pac takes a sip of the tea. It tastes like Tina's, too. There's silence between them. Silences are usually comfortable between them, usually. This time, the silence is tense. The sadness-upset-hurt-anger from one side of their room and the worry-guilt-sadness-sorry from the other is what makes it tense.
"You're doing it again." Mike speaks lowly as he runs one his fingers along the rim of his cup. "Doing what?" Pac prompts. There's a million things he's doing, some of which are bad habits back to haunt him. He's bouncing his leg, the one that is still flesh and blood. "Getting hurt for other people's benefit." It came out in a hiss. He doesn't mean it, he does mean it, he doesn't mean it, Pac tells himself. He has to resist the urge to apologize over and over. 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry' goes unsaid. It's been like this since they were kids. Pac's tendency toward self-sacrifice is how they met. Most of his scars are from this tendency. "People need me. People need me, Mike." Was the wrong answer? Pac finally notices the tears falling down Mike's cheeks. Was that wrong answer? 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.'  They're angry tears. Mike's grasp is on the mug of his coffee cup again, white knuckled. "You'll get yourself killed one of these days!" He's standing, palms flat on the table. His voice is filled with the type anger that only hurt and sadness can produce as a explosive mixture. Isn't that makes them so perfect for eachother? A supernova needs the void of space. He looks shocked, they both looked shocked. Mike sits down again. They're silent again.
"You'll get yourself killed," His voice his quiet and full of hurt. "What if I need you?" Oh. Oh. Suddenly, those tears aren't angry anymore. One hand his held over his chest, over his heart. Pac grabs the other of Mike's hands. He's leaning over the table a tiny bit to do so. "Then you'll have me, for as long as you need." Pac squeezes his hand. Mike squeezes back. "You promise?" That's a dangerous promise to make. They both know it. "I promise." They've been promising this for as long as known eachother. The room is still a mess, but the tears have been wiped away for now. The feelings from both sides of the room have turned to something softer. The silence between them is comfortable again.
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I'm rewatching Spreen's Egg event day VOD and taking notes because, as is the case with Fit and his original thoughts about the Eggs and Ramon, a lot of people don't do a Great Job depicting him in fanwork (q!Spreen was kind of a dick, he wasn't straight up Evil like some people make him out to be) but o o f... There are some things he says that are such gut-punches.
When Spreen talks to Vegetta and Foolish and finds out they don't have an Egg (they hadn't received Leo yet) Spreen turns to Ramon and says (approximately): "Well Ramon, I can tell that you're a lucky guy. There are people who could not be born, and you are here with us today."
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kanene-yaaay-o-retorno · 10 months
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Random au because I can't stop thinking about this:
On the doc Mike and Pac found in the prison said that if Walter Bob completed that specific task he would be free from the jail/no longer a prisoner, right? (MY memory isn't the best so maybe this is a bit wrong but that is what we have for today folks augstwfwywfrqcw)
So
What if one day he finishes the task and Cucorucho with a smile brings him to another federation building and asks him to get into a room
So
Days later Fit is asked to clean a room, no big deal, another day of honest work where he starts lurking around looking for anything that could be useful for him and his mission
And then, in another place that he isn't suppose to be, but that he got into anyway is a... something. In the corner. It's small, it's scared, maybe even trembling a little bit and tired, very tired.
It's an egg.
When he enters, it turns around to face him and Fit freezes for a second because now he can clearly read the name on top of the kid.
"Walter Bob"
Well, he isn't coming out of that building alone.
Also! For fluff purposes! Imagine he bringing him to show Pac and Mike, like, Walter Bob doesn't have the memories of Before but he can't help but feel at ease around those "strangers" and their vibrant, lively energy, especially because they seem to like be around him as well, always full of hugs and itens and new places to show around.
Ramon being a good older brother! Showing him how to explode things and being perfect to bring his more quiet and chaotic side.
The fact that before he couldn’t remember ever having a bed just the cold metal of the cell and the guards shouting and pain and experiments and cold cold cold
But now it's different! Now he has a family, people from everywhere smiling and talking to him and helping and saying strange, kind things like that their house is his as well and that if he ever ever need he could call
And then Forever reforms the NINHO to have another room and Bad calls him to chat while making his buildings and Baghera gives him a bunch of invisible potions so they can hang around listening to gossips and Philza is always chill in letting him visit and Foolish laugh and goof around like nothing could ever go wrong everytime he gets too anxious and Mike and Pac are there and...
And Richas gives him beautiful paintings to put in his room and Dapper show him all his cool animal collection and Leo take him to a train ride and Tallulah helps him to decorate his room and...
And and and
(And the hope is there, it hurts too much to bare sometimes, like it's a knife that already cut him before.
But little by little, with time, the wounds begins to heal)
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desnayy · 11 months
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Pac does eventually tell Mike about the whole, extended life thing. After all Mike was the only person to know about Pac being not human before the island. I don't think Mike minds the longer life. More time to do games and experiments and whatever else he loves to do.
Also, regarding the missing leg in canon, eldritch!Pac is also missing a leg because of Cellbit eating it. Sure, Pac could've just regrown it later on, in private with only Mike around, but then Mike seemed so excited to make a prosthetic leg that Pac couldn't say no. And now it feels weird not having the prosthetic, so Pac lets it be.
And as for his full form, it's a little bit octopus and quite a bit anglerfish. Along with bioluminescent spots all over the body that may or may not be eyes, which transfer over to Pac's humanoid form.
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ror-hades · 3 months
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"... What in Tartarus is that thing?"
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octochick · 7 months
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i really want that the consequences of this arc to haunt cellbit for a very very long time
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thedipshits · 9 months
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one day - ONE FREAKIN' DAY - i'm gonna get a pac rim verse for my dipshits and i'll be so happy.
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guiltye · 8 months
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imagine being designed to be genetically perfect and then you meet alec.
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mvncesa · 6 months
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anyways <3 i miss pac rim
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ensnchekov-a · 2 years
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me @ me: i could also imagine, as one of a few possible callsigns pavel could be gifted, his classmates would just start calling him Anton, because everyone knows of the famous playwright (and everyone just forgets his name’s Pavel but y’know it could’ve been way worse), or even just Poet.
i could also see him ending up with the callsign Catch-22 as a result of one (probably many) Chekhov’s gun joke(s)
but also the possibility of something coming about from one of many possibly embarrassing things Chekov’s done while learning...
or just a reference to the classic Bond film From Russia With Love (Pavel’s origins, clearly). Imagine him getting a callsign that’s an acronym for the film title or he ends up being called Lektor after the film device and it’s a joke on his accent and how sometimes they’ll need a professional to decode what he’s saying, especially if he’s been drinking
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heartheaded · 9 months
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your tags m'lord
for the love of god dont click view
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I'm just imagining Pac's dramatic self-sacrificing ass on the final day being like "If it comes down to the wire and the points are close, please kill me if that's what it takes for your team to win and save Richarlyson" and Mike and Fit being like, *loud sigh* "For the last time Pac, we're not killing you."
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royalarchivist · 5 months
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Pac: I wish I had a really nice background story for my- why I'm here. But you know, Felps just crashed the ship and I'm stuck! Fit: You've got an interesting history though, Pac! I mean, look at you escaping that prison! Like, that was not easy for you to do. [...] You've told me lots of stories about yourself and Mike's adventures. You've got a very interesting backstory. Pac: Thank you Fit, thank you. I'm glad to hear that you think it's cool. Fit: I mean– the cannibalism part, that sucks, but it is– It's cool! It's cool.
People keep wondering when Pac's going to tell Fit how he lost his leg, but during their date last week, Fit implied that their characters already had this discussion! Although this could've been an OOC part of their conversation, they've referenced this specific part of Pac's lore in past streams (this is just the most explicit example we've had so far).
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[ Full Subtitle Transcript ↓ ]
Pac: I wish I had a really nice- um, background story - background story for my- why I'm here. But you know, Felps just crashed the ship and I'm stuck!
Fit: [Chuckles] Well no- you've got an interesting history though, Pac! I mean, look at you escaping that prison! Like, that was not easy for you to do.
Pac: ...No, yeah, you're right.
Fit: You know, and you've been- you have- you've told me lots of stories about yourself and Mike's adventures, like– You've got a very interesting backstory.
Pac: Thank you Fit, thank you. I'm glad to hear that you think it's cool.
Fit: I mean, I mean– the cannibalism part, I mean, that sucks, yeah, but it is– It's cool! It's cool.
Pac: Yeah, right? Yeah- that's- that's not a good part, right? Yeah, I- ugh, yeah, it's a– [He takes a deep breath] Yeah. It's ok.
Fit: Y-yeah, yeah...
Pac: It's ok.
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