Hello sorry (sorry my bad english) hypotetically what if if the Smilings Critters found a group children that now are adolescents in 2005 and was raised by Kissi Missy or Mommy Long Lens after they was part of experiments and still being humans and was abandoned in the "Day of the Joy" and they are like the"Lost Children"that can found found food easily and are sanes and good how react the Smilings Critters if meet these children?Sorry my english,your art IS super cool you are cool❤️😭😻
Heavens allmight, this again uhm
I explained this i think 2 years ago? When i was making my FnaF Daycare Au, but i guess i need to explain it again: I'm not here to illustrate your Aus guys, 'm here to have a nice time making silly drawings of my own Au.
I know i must sound mean, but hear me out: Imagine that you came to a restaurant and eat a fish there, right? Some nice Smoked Salmon that you really liked, but then you came and tell the chef ''I liked your food, but could you make me a sushi? You're are already really good cooking fish and you already have fish to work with, so you can make this one for me 'cause is one of my favorite food, doesn't matter that this place doesn't sell sushi at all.'', don't you think that kinda rude? It the same here, you're asking for something REALLY specific, something that, more that a question for my Au, look suspicious like you own AU that you're trying to make me work on it.
And this was one of the think that really bother me when working both in my FnaF Aus and LMK Au, the lot of questions that weren't like
and more like
And no, it not the same with the questions that evol into a event, 'cause those question KEEP the Au on mind, DON'T TRY to introduce really specific thing in it, and are simple enough for me to go crazy and evol the idea ON MY OWN WAY.
You want me to work in your Au/idea/fanart/crossover/ect? Pay for it, i have commission open and even have a comic commission just for this kind of thing.
But don't treat me like 'm a machine that can give you the soda you want if you shake it enough, 'cause that actittude only help me to go away from the fandom and stop making the shit i like, and old followers know that can happen, it had already did two times.
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hi hi hellooo! Aleksi's remix of Let Me Down Slowly came up on my youtube recs and it instantly reminded me of your amazing fic and I knoooooooooow I said it a million times but thank you so much for writing it and sharing it, it's so fucking good!!!!!!! 💖💘💖💕💖💖💘
now imagine, pining-idiots-that-haven't-realized-they-are-in-love Allu and Olli are probably enjoying their well deserved breaks from all the stuff they did in 2023 (and most likely with their partners by their side), but I like to imagine that they still make some time for at least one video call once a week, or that they exchange dumb texts daily because they miss each other so much 🥺💕
maybe Olli grabs his guitar one night and comes up with some beautiful riff that he sends to Allu, but this time Aleksi decides that they have to finish it together side by side (clearly an excuse to see Olli again because oooops, he realized he has Feelings™ for his friend and bandmate) and well, Olli had to travel to Helsinki anyway (to make sure the new posters were shipped correctly, or to sign a legal document or some made up bullshit), soooo why not stay at his just-a-friend-i-swear's place for a few days?
they would have the Moment Of Realization late at night, around 2AM when Allu is finally done with the remix and Olli is already asleep on the couch (is he really asleep, though? or just enjoying the moment with his eyes closed?). Allu would not resist the temptation of brushing a curl off Olli's beautiful face, and maybe caressing one of his cheeks while he can, not forseeing that Olli would be very much awake, so now they're both holding their breaths and staring at each other with so much love 💖💕💘
maybe they finally dare to get closer and share a shy little kiss after all those years of pining, or maybe they feel like they can't do it, not while they still have a significant other, and leave the studio confused and unsure of what to do next 🥰
anyways, it's already late over here and I used my last braincell to daydream about this 😅 have a lovely lovely day 💖💕💘💖💕💘
OH MY GOD???!!?!?!??!?! 😭😭😭😭😭
this made my stomach do the thing because akdjshfksjfdkf I've honestly spent the entire Christmas break thinking about the two of them constantly checking their phones and not really understanding why they feel so disappointed when there's no new text from the other or why they feel a pang of jealousy when the other posts a holiday greeting in the group chat (=a selfie with their gf with a cheesy Christmassy/NYE edit and a text "Happy Holidays from us!")
amd aaaahhhh imagine soft Olli playing softly on his soft guitar AND THINKING OF ALLU THE WHOLE TIME DJDHFGFFJFF I meaaaaan may I remind y'all that yet again this is not just something the delulu made up but instead it's something that actually for real happened with the Let Me Down remix 😭 obviously we don't know if Olli had the riff ready and Allu just happened to need one and it came up in a conversation, or if Allu asked him to make him one, or if Olli just sent the riff to Allu who was so inspired (and in love (with the riff! or at least that's what he convinced himself then)) that he made an entire remix based off it 🥺 my point here is that it's TOO EASY to imagine them doing exactly what you just derscribed 🤧💕
and yeah, I have also been imagining their first kiss and how terrifying it would be for the both of them 😭 I mean, I want to assume that the "deep talks" they've had over a glass of wine or a bottle of Mountain Dew (again, something we know for certain they done, not just something the delulu has decided is canon!!) they have also discussed sex and/or sexuality and came out as bi to each other, so it's not the fact they're both dudes and about to kiss each other that's messing with their heads rather than the fact they're both in relationships skgjdjfksjfsjfjdjf fuck why am I so invested in this 😩
bonus points indeed if they only ALMOST kiss before they snap out of it and aaaaaaaaaa poor confused boys!! because this whole time they've been like "I don't actually like him that way, and even if I did nothing could ever happen because we're friends and co-workers and he's taken" but then they realise they were having an undeniable Moment(tm) and the other was actually about to kiss them back too so they're like ???????????????? oh god 😭
thanks for this, I feel so validated once again 🙈
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Whumptober day 6- alternate prompt, reluctant whumper.
Had to do an alternate prompt. Ok so this isn’t an au that y’all are familiar with. I’ve talked about it a couple of times but I doubt anyone remembers it. This fic about my other Link oc who I called Real. Basically the main premise of his story is that the royal family found the hero of Hyrule and raised him in the castle, however the royal family is stupid and the “hero” they found is not the hero at all. They raised him to be a strong hero, they made him believe that he had the hero’s spirit, and so they created a monster. We’ll call him Fake. Real is the real hero lol. But he doesn’t really know. And Fake was so angry about this that he took Real to try to steal the Triforce of wisdom and the master sword. Real escapes and has Linebeck the 67th, who goes by Beck, to take him home. It’s this whole thing and I really wanted to write a fic for this au so I hope you enjoy even tho you don’t know the full story
Warnings for a bloody injury
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The young hero dragged himself across the island, making his way towards the docks where Beck waited. He sucked in a breath and clutched his arm. He could hide this, easily. He forced a smile when Beck saw him, and he quickly moved onto the boat, ignoring Beck’s gaze.
“Uh, good to see you too?” Beck said, and Link nodded before turning to the lower decks.
“Good to see you too Beck,” he said quickly, speed walking across the deck.
“Is something wrong?” Beck asked.
“No, no nothing is wrong,” Link said quickly.
“Then why are you acting so… weird?” Beck moved in front of Link, blocking him off from the decks.
“I-I’m not,” Link stammered, “I’m just…. Dirty… is all.”
Beck stared at him while Link moved around him, jogging to the lower decks. He almost made it to the door when Beck suddenly grabbed his arm, causing Link to hiss in pain.
“Oooooh I see,” Beck deadpanned, seeing the blood soaked sleeve, “You’re trying to hide an injury from me.”
Link ripped away from his grip, not looking at him. “I’m fine,” he grumbled.
“Good goddesses Link, what is wrong with you?” Beck snapped, blocking Link’s way. “Trying to hide an injury like that will only make things worse!”
“I don’t need your help!”
Beck rolled his eyes. “So what? You’re going to let that bleed out until you die? Is that your plan? Or are you going to let it get infected? Or are you going to let blood get all over my ship?”
“Just shut up and get out of my way!” Link yelled, trying to move past Beck, who didn’t budge.
“Link– you— ugh,” Beck’s expression softened slightly, and he gripped both of Link’s shoulders, looking him straight in the eyes. “Kid, I don’t know why you try to put on this– tough guy act– but it’s not gonna work on me. Just let me help you for once.”
“I don’t need your help!” Link yelled again, breaking free from Beck’s grip. Beck let him go this time, but he slowly followed him into the deck below. Link marched over to his bed and plopped down, cradling his injured arm. He got hurt, again, because he did something stupid, again. How was he supposed to be some big and important hero if he couldn’t even keep himself from getting hurt. He was always a careless kid, and everytime he’d come home with a new bump or bruise, he’d get nothing but a scolding from his mother. He’d gotten quite good at hiding some small injuries from his mother, but he felt like he could hide nothing from Beck. He could even feel Beck’s gaze piercing his neck, and he desperately tried to ignore it as small drops of blood landed in his lap. Finally, the silence was too much for him, and he spoke up. “What do you want?”
“I’m making sure that you take care of yourself.”
“Why?”
“You said you didn’t need my help, so prove to me that you don’t need my help.”
Link glared at him while grabbing his blanket and throwing it over the wound. Beck groaned.
“Well that’s better than nothing.”
“Will you leave me alone?”
“Why are you so mad at me trying to help you?”
Link squeezed his arm and curled up on the bed, not saying anything.
“Link, look, if you want to stay on my boat I need some level of respect, ok?”
Link growled and curled up even tighter.
“Link, hey, talk to me.”
Link shot up and stared down Beck. “Why do you care so much?”
“Excuse me?”
“Why do you care whenever I get hurt?”
“Uh, because I don’t want you to die? Or to be in pain? Is that so bad?”
Link didn’t say anything again and curled up. Beck sighed and walked over to him.
“Link, putting a blanket over your open wound isn’t gonna do anything. Please, let me just… bandage it up.”
“No.”
“Fine, let me get you bandages so you can do it yourself!”
“No.”
“For the goddess’s sake,” Link heard Beck grumble as he got up and left the deck, leaving Link alone. Link curled up tighter and clutched his aching arm, shame making his face go hot. He blinked a few tears away from his one good eye and buried his face in his knees. He heard Beck return and bandages were thrown at him gently. He looked up at Beck who was staring at him with a softer expression. Link pursed his lips and sat up, grabbing the bandages with his good arm and taking off the bloodied blanket, looking at the mess before him. He looked up at Beck with an unsure look, and Beck tilted his head.
“Need help?”
Link sighed, too tired to argue and nodded. Beck smiled slightly and grabbed a rag with a bowl of water and sat down on the floor, looking at the injury. Link sucked in a sharp breath as the rag began cleaning the wound. After what felt like forever, Beck began wrapping up the wound with the bandages, and Link watched silently, guilt bubbling up in his chest.
“I’m sorry,” he said quietly.
Beck looked up at him and smiled. “It’s alright, I’m sorry too, for raising my voice.”
Link hunched his shoulder and felt the tears beginning to sting his eye again. Beck finished wrapping his arm and gave it a gentle pat, before standing up to leave.
“W-wait, Beck?” Link called out, and he stopped, giving Link his full attention. “Are you…. Mad?”
“Well, not anymore, I guess I did lose my temper back there thou–”
“No, like… mad that I got myself hurt.”
Beck frowned. “No. I’m mostly upset that you don’t want to take care of yourself when you are hurt. So much so that you actually hide it from me.”
Link looked down. “Whenever I get hurt, my momma gets mad at me. It’s just easier not to tell her.”
Beck stared at him with a blank expression, and Link looked away.
“I’m not mad. We all get hurt, Link. Sometimes we can’t control it,” Beck finally said.
Link sighed and looked down at his bandaged arm. “I wish I was stronger… I wish I was a better hero…”
“Well, I don’t want to underestimate you, but you are twelve. Asking you to be a perfect and strong hero now would be like asking a baby to run around castle town in a minute. It’ll take time, kid.”
Link sighed. “Yeah…”
Beck leaned against a wall and pursed his lips. “You don’t have to hide any injuries from me, ok? In fact, I don’t want you to hide injuries from me. I won’t get mad at you if you’re hurt, ok?”
Link looked up and smiled at Beck, who smiled back before turning to the stairs.
“Now get some rest, kid,” he said, “I’ll be here if you need me.”
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