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aiscard · 2 months
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Grian as an animated tinkers toy
His skin is wood and his wings are sharp sheets of metal, his hair is felt and where do his eyes lead? Who knows
A lonely tinker decided to make a wood toy for his niece, a Christmas present for Christmas, the one time he has time to visit. However made its skin to hard and wings to sharp, he scrapped his creation, well kept it on its desk cause he couldn't bring himself to throw it away. He made a different, better toy for his niece while the winged toy sat on his desk and stared. When the toy came to life filled with mischief and joy he blamed the many magical chemicals he spilled on it, the leaking auras from his many creations. But he was never certain. All he knows is that the workshop isn't as lonely anymore.
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9474s0ul · 7 months
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Bug Ames from @mary-venom ‘s artwork CHECK ‘EM OUT!!
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I have a massive headache that’s preventing me from getting any sleep.
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ymechi · 6 months
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The hidden creator
I had a plot bunny idea
TW: usual cult stuff, hints of yandere
-gn reader (I tried making it gender-neutral if there is a comment that is off please tell me and I will fix it)
EDIT: 14/11/2023 (changed some wording and other stuff nothing major)
Creator Reader Pov:
-You were just a regular person who one day woke up in Teyvat out of all places
-You realized you still had all your game features and figured it was one of the perks of being isekaied like in other isekai stories
-The whole thing is weird and why you were here, you had no idea
-After the novelty wears off you take some time mourning the loss of your previous life and the people you knew
-After that you try to get a semblance of a normal life like getting a job and trying to be independent
-Despite having a game system you do not want to be an adventurer or learn how to fight it's not for you
-You were previously an average civilian and raised as one it would be hard to become a fighter now
-Instead you gravitated towards creating things, you found an apprentice position in a clockwork shop in Fontaine
-It is fun and you get to tinker with gears and clocks, learning how various machines work and how to create your own items
-overall you are content
-Except weird people occasionally come by the shop you work at including the Iudex of Fontaine which had both you and the shopkeeper sweating the first few times
-Yet the man who insisted you call him by his name Neuvilette is really polite and nice to talk to, soon you warmed up to him
-You could not help the feeling as if you knew him from before, as if you forgot something, you were unusually fond of him.
-Your other "clients" if you could call them that were more intimidating, you had no idea what they were doing in this shop and it scared you
-The Fatui Harbringers occasionally stopped by the shop to buy a trinket or two before leaving, it honestly scared you and the thaught of running away to another nation had crossed your mind once or twice yet you liked your job and your boss and you made some good friends here so it was hard to leave
-Overall you were doing okay
-Except it seems the people here almost in a cult-like manner worship a creator that was never in the game lore
-It is said they resided in Celestia and not many people actually got to see them, not that it mattered for a nobody like you
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Tsaritsa Pov:
-The Tsaritsa knew their so called creator was fake
-She knew she had to get rid of the fake creator as they and Celestia had caused irreparable damage
-Even if she had to stain her hands
-One day it happened something shifted in the earth, air, water- no the whole of Teyvat
-It happened so softly like a small snowflake landing on the ground
-She was hypnotized as if a siren was beckoning her she found you.
-You were their true creator
-You were wearing apprenticeship clothes tinkering with something in your hands and deeply concentrated
-She wondered if that is how you created the universe with careful and steady hands guiding and shaping it to your will.
-She wanted to take you away from this. . . small shop, yet she knew begrudgingly you were safe here, if anyone were to find out a sliver of your existence. . .
-You were safer hidden among mortals
-It left a bitter taste in her mouth
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Neuvilette Pov
-It just happened one day, out of the blue, he could feel it in the shift of the waters
-The way Furina shifted and turned her head unable to sit still confirmed he was not the only one feeling this
-Something happened and he had no idea what exactly happened
-There was this familiar presence this comforting feeling, ancient old instincts waking up
-He followed it without thought until he came upon an in inconspicuous clockwork shop
-He was confused but did not hesitate to step inside
-Then he saw you and everything clicked
-It was you his creator his universe his everything
-You were back
-It seems in this incarnation you were just a human
-That was fine he was oaky with that as long as you were here
-His heart ached seeing you
-He wanted to hug and ask you to never leave again to always stay by his side, for you to comfort him after what had happened and console him
-He should take you way somewhere safer somewhere better not here-
-But weren't you safer hiding among mortals, a part of his mind whispered, no one would suspect you being here even the fake (he cursed them) would not think of finding you here, if he brought you back with him it would create more attention on you
-Attention that would cause you trouble
-He left with defeat on his steps
-It was later he would met the Tsaritsa and a deal was struck
-All for your sake
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edwardnebula · 3 months
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i thought i posted this one but apparently not.
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littletrash1027 · 3 months
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Doc.1: Infection Stages |
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"Tetuso" Metal Virus | Pt. 2 Pt. 1
a bit stagnant compared to the last post, but it's more of an info bit really. next time, tho... stay tuned ;)
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dork-a-doodle · 27 days
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So I may have accidentally pulled a Bee Movie-
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the-ace-with-spades · 22 days
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I'll never write it so gonna post the abandoned idea for it here (also as a reminder, all my fic ideas are for grabs unless stated otherwise so if someone wants to pick it up, be my guest)
Red strings of fate/Soulmates AU
You are connected to your soulmate by a red thread only you and your soulmate can see and touch (and cut). When your soulmate dies, the thread solidifies and becomes heavier, as long as the distance between the soulmates was the time one of them died — almost like a chain.
Jake and Bradley find out they're soulmates early on in flight school — it's hard not to when the thread pulls tauter and tauter until they finally meet in the same classroom and they can see the other end of the thread for the first time.
There's fascination, there's the thrill of sneaking around (they should disclaim it, as soon as they learn, so it can be put in their records, but they never do) and everything is new and bright. They start to treasure the string, turning around their fingers and finding joy in noticing the other end twitching and pulling — with time, they notice the motions translate over the tread no matter how far away they are.
They make up a system of pulls and tags, using Morse code and it becomes something else, they become something else — in the air, wordlessly in sync, on the ground, talking to each other whenever they want, during sleepless nights and separate schedules and long-distance deployments.
Until.
Things start getting complicated. Bradley has commitment and abandonment issues, Jake's an all-or-nothing type of guy and just being soulmates isn't enough.
They go their separate ways. Bradley still, sometimes, when he can't sleep and the night makes him feel like nothing has a sense or a purpose, sends little messages down the thread. He never gets replies.
The day they meet again at the Hard Deck, Jake suspects Bradley is coming for the same assignment. The string’s been getting lighter and lighter the whole night, dropping down, no longer stretched to its limit.
They try to ignore the string the whole time the training goes on, but Mav still suspects. He doesn't say anything, but he feels like history is repeating itself.
When Mav and Bradley are arguing in the debriefing room and Warlock comes in, he doesn't say anything but Mav looks down at his own wrist and his face turns white and Bradley knows at that moment.
(Whether Mav and Ice are soulmates and married or they are soulmates but Ice still married Sarah, that's up for discussion).
During the whole funeral, Mav rolls the invisible thread around his wrist, moving onto his arm when it's not enough.
It's at that moment — Bradley decides Jake will never have to do the same.
The minute he turns around for Mav, he makes up a plan in his head.
They find each other in the snow, and argue, but by the end of it, Mav is making up a crazy plan and they'll try to return in one piece. Try being the keyword.
He pulls on the string, the thread between his thumb and index finger.
Mav frowns. "What are you doing?"
"Sending a message before we go."
He repeats it, just in case Jake hasn't realized in time to catch the whole thing at first. And then he starts looking through the pockets of his life vest.
“He’s not walking around with a dead man’s chain, Mav.”
Mav tries to stop him the second he realizes what Bradley is going to do but it's too late — with the same knife he cut his parachute off, he cuts off the thread, close to his wrist, letting it fall limping into the snow, red almost looking like droplets of blood.
It takes Jake a minute to realize that the tagging is a physical feeling, not just wishful thinking formed by his imagination.
The carrier deck is a mess, the foxtrot teams returned, Phoenix is now arguing with the admirals about Rooster's position — he might not be dead, sir — and the ringing in Jake's ears doesn't stop until he looks down at his wrist, and sees the string moving, the pulling a rhythmic, well-known motion.
Aloud, breaking up the vivid discussion about Maverick and Rooster's status, he says, “Rooster is alive, he’s—he’s talking,” and it almost feels like it's someone else using his voice.
“What do you mean, Hangman? His comm is silent.”
“Can feel it on the string, it’s still red and he’s— he’s tugging in Morse code,” he says. He closes his eyes and lets himself be pulled by the wrist. “S-O-R-R—Sorry, he’s—sorry and—and—I-L—Shit, no.”
I-L-Y
The string flops down, loose. “No—”
He cut it. He cut it because it's still red and not gray but still too limp and he knows it. His wrist feels too light, too free.
When Bradley lands on the carrier, his wrist is bare and the thread pools around Jake's feet. It doesn't magically reconnect when they touch, when they shake hands.
Jake tries to desperately find the other end, carrying rolls and piles of it with him as he follows Bradley to the med bay.
“Jake, just—just cut it,” he tells him. “It’s going to connect you again in a day or two.”
Jake ignores him, pulling miles and miles of the thread into circled piles next to Bradley's bed. He can't see the floor — it's just red and red and nothing else.
“No,” is all Jake says. “Not to you.”
It'll find him a new match, connect the thread to someone else, to someone who isn't Bradley.
"Bring me some scissors," Bradley says. He almost feels bad, when Jake's gaze turns up to him, glaring with shiny eyes. "Just do as I say for once."
Wordlessly, looking like it pains him, Jake brings him disposable scissors.
Bradley grabs his hand before he can move away, pulls about three feet of the thread from the pile, and cuts off the excess on the floor.
He wraps it around his own wrist, the string thin and soft, and a little clumsily ties it into a loop over his arm. When he leans away again, the thread takes a second, taut, and then stretches with the distance, like it has always done.
Jake stares at it, too focused and too absent. "That's the shittiest knot I've ever seen."
Bradley huffs. "Well, you gotta learn to live with it."
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donelywell · 4 months
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Does Eggman still make robots?
Yep! Okay- I'm gonna show a doodle page, it's kinda difficult to read so bare with me.
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Ivo Robotnik owns a theme park called Robotnik Land, it's filled with rides and attractions that you could only dream of. But the main event is the Train ride that literally goes around dimensions.
Ivo was deeply affected by Maria's death, but unlike the canon Eggman, he wasn't neglected. Robotnik strived to make the world as whimsical and clean as Maria hoped it was while she was stuck looking down from the Ark. While also mixing his passion of making everything fun, he made Robotnik Land, one of the cleanest and most fun places on Earth/ Mobius. His rides and attractions are operated with the express purpose of not ruining the environment.
Robotnik and Sonic seem to have a history together, because the small hedgehog is the only one allowed to call him Eggman and he seems to be able to walk into his workshop whenever the blue blur pleases.
When Robotnik Land started, he made Belle to be his personal assistant, to help him work out new ideas and solutions. Over time he became a father figure to her and she took spotlight next to him when the theme park is open. He made Orbot with a Cubot AI assistant to help manage the business side of the theme park as Ivo didn't want to waste his time in meetings instead of tinkering and constructing. He finally then made Sage to entertain the masses as the Theme Park grew too big for Ivo and Belle to be the only ones to be center stage.
With the wealth that the Theme Park has generated, he uses it to fund his other projects to help clean the world and help people.
He has his robot family (with Belle included). The metals are there too, they perform and operate some of the rides. Sonic told Robotnik about Amy, Knuckles, and Tails through messages and photos. So Robotnik made Metals of them too to give Metal Sonic some friends.
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spotsupstuff · 1 year
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gettin' back into the swing of makin' ocs this year it seems 🤨
bonus, Seaf and his hooligans:
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head---ache · 1 year
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Random doodles of my dear girlies + light amgst for the live & learn au
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weirdozjunkary · 1 year
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Edited more official art to share most of the STHTLW characters designs (bonus Belle) as I didn’t wanna fully draw six characters
Tails would know about Sonic, but wouldn’t recognize him when he grows his depression beard. Shadow’s ring inhibitors would act more like Kitty being declawed, he does sort of need them but he’d be mostly fine without them.
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guiltypandas · 7 months
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Back on my Sonic Warrior cat insanity!!! Here's the healers from each colony!
Thunder Colony- Blurfoot (Sonic) and apprentice Twinpaw (Tails)
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River Colony - Shimmerpool (Jewel) and apprentice Tsunamipaw (Kitsunami)
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Wind Colony- Quailfeather (Nicole) and apprentice Rubypaw (Sage)
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Shadow Colony- Dawnmouse (Belle) and Hiddensun (Trip)
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justfangirlstuffs · 9 months
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[ID YN is covered in blood with bruises on their neck and looking fearful. Sun's hand is reaching out to them in a comforting manner. End ID]
A visual crumb for the next chapter of Celestial Tinkerer.
Celestial Tinkerer is a fanwork of Syzygy in Dedication by @naffeclipse
Also thanks to @sunnys-aesthetic for kickstarting all of this with their Detective AU.
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themightyhumanbroom · 2 months
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"Tangle jumped at the chance to make a poster and managed to rope the machine shop crew into participating as well.
The donations that poured in far exceeded projections."
Another amazing art piece I commissioned from the phenomenal @SETHWIJEZ on Twitter!
Based off this old poster
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edwardnebula · 3 months
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Oh hey it's those mechanic guys.
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faker-aus · 6 months
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what if silver and sonic failed to stop the virus and it turned out the badniks were the only ones who could stop it. what if this was our introduction to belle. what if metal teamed up with her, orbot and cubot and became the hero he always believed he was.
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