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grungekitty-77 · 6 months

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SRMTHFG! Trick or Treat Fic exchange!

@creepyclue @sweetcircuits

I'm not overly proud of this, but I was shaking off a lot of rust in writing for these characters again and my October was a cesspool of personal problems and drama

Without further self deprecation, here's your spooky Spova. (Fair warning: It turned into fluff. I don't know how it happened, but I guess I defaulted to my old style.)

Nova sighed and rubbed her arms. The only thing she hated more than fall, was the winter that came after. Every year she glared at the changing leaves.

She really didn’t understand why it appealed to so many people. She wanted to curl up and hibernate instead of going shopping.

It was cold. It was windy. It was wet.

And Sprx was jumping out from behind the corner with a jack-o-lantern on his head.

“BOO!” he shouted.

Nova just sighed.

“Sprx. Get the pumpkin off your head!” Nova scolded.

Sprx struggled for a moment before his head popped out. Then struggled to rub the pumpkin guts off his face and spit out seeds. Nova almost laughed at him, but decided she was too cold for humor,

“Come on, Nova! It’s Halloween! Where’s your holiday spirit!?” Sprx asked, once he got himself sorted.

Nova rolled her eyes.

“It’s frozen.” She said, exaggerating her shivering.

Sprx pouted. Then a smirk crossed his face.

“I know the cure to that!” he said.

“Soup?” Nova asked hopefully.

It was something she didn’t hate about the colder seasons.

Sprx shook his head.

“You just need a good scare!” Sprx said, waving his hands for emphasis.

Nova rolled her eyes.

“What!? It’s the whole point of Halloween!” Sprx.

At least he started walking again so they could finish their chore.

“Good luck.” Nova said “I don’t scare easy.”

Sprx just smirked wider.

“Was that a challenge?” he asked.

Nova didn’t dignify him with a response.

“How about a bet?” he asked “If I manage to scare you before Halloween then you have to do all my patrols for November!”

“And when you don’t, you have to drop everything to make soup whenever I ask until March.” Nova responded.

Why not? It wasn’t like Sprx was going to pull it off.

“You’re on!”

Nova will admit that her heart skipped a beat or two when she saw a roach in her cereal, but she didn’t react. It only took a second of thought to realize the thing wasn’t moving. It was probably fake, and probably Sprx’s. No one else had noticed the thing yet. So, Nova had an opportunity.

Feeling mischievous herself, Nova carefully picked the thing up without anyone seeing. (It was in fact, rubber) Then she carefully snuck it into Gibson’s bowl and went back to her breakfast.

Sprx was eyeing her with suspicion, but she just waited. He was clearly wondering if she had found the fake roach.

Gibson’s scream was glorious. He shrieked like a wild monkey and flung his bowl into the air. It sailed over the table and landed on Sprx’s head, drenching him in milk.

Sprx pushed the bowl off his eyes and glared at Nova. She just laughed.

Sprx’s plan to prime her with a horror movie was smart, albeit transparent.

Too bad it backfired.

Nova hadn’t been the only one to see the movie. When Otto used the bathroom before her, he turned on the light and saw the life sized sticker Sprx had put on the mirror.

He ran out screaming and crying. Nova gave Sprx a smug look when Otto clung to her and begged for her to deal with the ghost. Sprx had to apologize and assure Otto that the ghost girl hadn’t escaped the movie.

Luckily for Sprx, Chiro found it hilarious. Otherwise Antauri would’ve launched into a lecture.

Nova didn’t have any time to react to the formless that appeared in the hallway. Chiro was already launching into an attack by the time she noticed it.

Scraps of cardboard went flying and Nova could hear Sprx sighing.

“Keep trying! This is pretty funny.” Nova said.

Chiro finished dismantling the false alarm. Sprx started to stutter out an apology, but Chiro cut him off.

“It’s good to keep me on my toes. Now we know I’m ready if a formless ever does sneak in to the robot.” Chiro said, flashing a cheeky grin and a peace sign.

Sprx sighed in relief.

“But you’re going to get yourself in trouble eventually.” Chiro added “Just admit it! Nova is unscarable!”

The closer it got to Halloween, the more desperate Sprx’s attempts got. He didn’t even care about the bet anymore. It was a pride issue at this point.

He resorted to climbing into the air ducts, waiting for a quiet moment, then dropping down like a spider onto the table.

Antauri let out one very undignified scream.

Sprx didn’t end up saying anything in his defense, and no one asked him to. They were all too busy staring at Antauri and wondering if the high pitched shriek they had heard really did come from the deep voiced monkey.

Antauri didn’t even acknowledge the event. No one wanted to ask him about it. He’d probably deny it anyways.

Nova had taken to making sly comments about how much soup she was going to enjoy this winter. Sprx gave her an angry glare every time, but Nova just smiled. He had dug his own grave in this.

“You know, this has actually been fun. Watching you make an idiot of yourself trying to scare me. Congrats on making me actually excited for Halloween!” Nova said.

“I still have one more day.” Sprx said.

“And there’s nothing you can do that I won’t be ready for!” Nova assured him.

“Whatever. I’ll think of something.” Sprx said, walking towards his transport tube.

“Where are you going?” Nova asked.

“Patrol.” Sprx said.

“Oh, I bet you wish you had a whole month without that, don’t you?” she teased.

It was hard to tell through the red fur, but Nova knew Sprx was blushing.

An hour later and Sprx opened his comms link.

“Hey, Otto. I said I was sorry about the whole bathroom mirror thing.” Sprx said nervously.

“Um…. I know?” Otto responded.

“Right…. So…. you didn’t do anything to my fist rocket in revenge, right?” Sprx grunted.

“No.....?”

Now everyone was paying closer attention.

“Sprx, what’s going on?” Chiro asked.

“Brainstrain? I know you know better than to mess with a pilot’s ship, but did you-“

“You are correct. I do know better.” Gibson snapped.

Gibson may not have been as passionate as Sprx, but he was still a pilot. He knew which lines to never cross.

“Right. That’s fine. I may be having some issues with my steering right now, but I’ll figure it out.” Sprx said, some words coming out in forced huffs.

Nova’s heart started to beat faster. Surely this was another prank, right? Sprx was just making it up.

“Sprx. Exactly what problem are you having?” Antauri asked.

To any stranger he sounded calm, but Nova had known him long enough to recognize his distinctive worry.

“A problem I’m trying to focus on fixing instead of explaining!” Sprx said, starting to sound a little panicked himself.

Alarms started to sound from his side. Nova abandoned the idea that it was a prank and started to twist her own tail in fear.

“Where are you!? We’re on our way.” Gibson said.

“I’m about to be in the bay.” Sprx said, sounding downright terrified.

Nova’s stopped breathing. Sprx was about as good with water as she was with cold. There was a horrible, sickening, splash, and then Sprx’s comm link cut.

A panicked twenty minutes is all it took before Sprx was back in the robot medbay, shivering but alive. He only sustained minor injuries from the crash. They were quick to treat. Gibson was more worried about hypothermia than anything else.

Sprx threw a fit when Otto insisted on checking the ship without him.

“Sprx, you are still recovering. You’re in no condition to climb around a fist rocket engine!” Gibson argued, pushing Sprx down.

“It’s my ship! No one touches it without me watching!” Sprx said.

He continued to fight against Gibson until Nova looped her arms around him and yanked.

“Sit down you moron!” Nova snapped.

“I’ll be gentle, Sprx. I promise.” Otto said.

Gibson was rolling his eyes.

“If Chiro and I supervised him, would that help?” he asked.

“I don’t want more people touching my ship!” Sprx snapped.

Nova squeezed, and Sprx seemed to settle under the hug.

“Look, I get that it’s scary for your ship to malfunction like that, but you know Otto isn’t going to hurt it. We need to know what went wrong, and you need to rest!” she said.

Sprx finally slackened.

“Fine.” He said. “but be careful. She’s been through enough!”

“Of course.” Gibson said, escorting Otto out of Medbay.

He turned back in the doorway and glared.

“I expect you not to vacate that bed! Nova, please ensure that he remains under that heat lamp.”

“Don’t have to ask me twice.” Nova said with a smile.

She liked the idea of being assigned to stay under a heater herself.

Gibson nodded and left.

Nova felt Sprx continue to shiver and pulled him close. He was still a little wet, so it wasn’t the most comfortable position. She didn’t say anything about it though. Sprx wasn’t in the mood to be teased.

She thought back to the terror she felt the moment he crashed. It wasn’t even a full hour ago, but it felt like a lifetime. She focused on every breath he took and resisted the urge to feel for a pulse.

“You scared me, you know.” She said.

“I what?” Sprx asked, craning his head around to look at her curiously.

“You scared me! I didn’t know if you were ok or not! I was worried I was going to lose you for a second there.” Nova said.

He tensed in her grip the second she said the word. She didn’t have to remind him of the significance.

“I’m sorry.” Sprx muttered.

Nova hugged him tighter.

“I’m just glad you’re ok.”

The stench of smug started to waft. Nova glanced suspiciously at Sprx.

“What?” she asked suspiciously.

Sprx broke into a large grin.

“I scared you.” He said.

Nova rolled her eyes.

“Yeah. I guess I love you or something. Do you want a parade?”

He shook his head.

“Not a parade.” Sprx said.

Nova didn’t know if she wanted to keep playing this game. He was either flirting or leading up to a joke at her expense.

“Then what do you want?”

“I scared you!” Sprx repeated.

“And…?”

“Halloween is tomorrow.” Sprx said.

Nova waited for more information.

“That means I scared you before Halloween!”

It clicked.

“What- NO! No! That doesn’t count!” Nova yelled.

“I can’t hear you over the sound of my victory!” Sprx said.

Nova was gearing up to punch him across the room when he sneezed. After a moment of clear misery, Nova decided on a different comeback.

“Was it worth it?” she asked.

Sprx sniffled.

“No. I’m just taking the wins I have.”

“That so?” Nova said “I love you.”

Sprx hummed in content.

“But this did not convince me to like Halloween at all.” Nova added, remembering the original reason for the bet.

Sprx laughed.

“I said I was taking the wins I had!”

Nova held him tight. Feeling his warmth and beating heart.

“So am I.”

I hope you liked it! Happy late Halloween!

#srmthfg #super robot monkey team hyperforce go #super robot monkey team hyper force go!#super robot monkey team hyper force go #super robot monkey team hyperforce go!#fic #srmthfg fic #srmthfg! fic #srmthg fic #srmthg! fic #srmthg #I'm still team Hyper Force is two words #They have different colors on the logo and they are said by two people in the robot sequence #fic exchange #trick or treat fic exchange #trick or treat

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sweetcircuits · 1 year

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A Brave Blossom

What if Nova got pregnant while Mandarin was still the leader of the Monkey Team?

Holy Shuggazoom, Sparx had gotten her pregnant.

Aww, Sparx. Her thoughts turned toward her boyfriend. He’s gonna be a dad. He’ll probably be really excited and happy when I tell him. Surprised, too. At least as shocked as I am. She let out a little hoot of laughter.

But that warm, affectionate thought was doused almost immediately, like a bucket of ice-cold water had been dumped over her head.

Mandarin is going to kill me.

It’s on Ao3 here! Updates are every Wednesday.

Things you will find in this fic: Angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, pregnancy, established relationship Spova, Mandarin’s canon-typical assholery, Sparx being Best Boyfriend, Antauri being Best Wingman. The sweet sweet domestic Spova fluff serves to balance out the angst and stress Nova is dealing with XD ( @monkeyinaround helped me every single step of the way with this fic, thank you again for being the best beta reader ever 🥰)

#srmthfg #srmthg #super robot monkey team hyperforce go #i've had several versions of this fic written for like. 2-3 years and ditzy kicked me in the pants to write a postable version #so here #hope you guys enjoy it #let me know if you do 💙#my fics

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cooplagoop · 1 year

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I feel like everybody is overlooking that Mandarin redemption AU comes prepackaged with

But there was only one bed

because Chiro sleeps in Mandarin's old room now, but it's Mandarin so he has 0% chill the second he realizes that the Hyperforce gave HIS ROOM to Chiro. Orange boi is out here acting like they said they wanna kill him cuz he has no place to sleep 🤣

Then Antauri volunteers as tribute and lets Mandarin room with him (MANTAURI PROPAGANDA BROTHER).

But Antauri like most of the team is suspicious of Mandarin and installs a program that warns the team if he dies (he values himself so little) and starts to lock the door after he thinks Mandarin falls asleep.

Also on the first night Mandarin tries to stay awake for longer than Antauri and Antauri decides to get back at him by not mentioning that he's 100% a robot now.

Mandarin feels like a bus ran him over the next day.

Antauri is smilling more often.

#srmthfg #srmthfg mandarin #srmthfg antauri #me looking at Mandarin redemption fic authors: they don't know that they could include a there was only one bed story in their fic #mantauri #but there was only one bed with Mandarin would be so dramatic #Mandarin is the team's gossip girl #He's a diva ok literally the only one wearing clothes so probably the most fashionable

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tauriatalksmonkeys · 2 years

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Alternate Evil Ages: A Bulletfic

so @sweetcircuits & i were talking about Evil Ages for unrelated reasons & my brain fed me this idea, so!

it started with me once again dwelling on my thoughts on Evil Ages (fun & cute but also, frustrating bc it's all earth/american-centric history when shuggazoom is a separate planet, & it would have been rly cool to see unique lore/eras. tho it being a 00's kids show i understand why that's not what we got)

and THEN i started thinking about like, the eras of the show we DID get to see--a glimpse of Scrapperton-era Shuggazoom, and then, of course, Cap's flashbacks to the Golden Age.

which THEN led me to, uh. this.

(also BIG thank you to @sweetcircuits who both encouraged me to write this & also was a big help with making sure it worked with the episode <3 ilu)

Instead of landing in the Prehistoric-era, Chiro & Nova land in Shuggazoom. Kind of. It's... different. Recognizably home, but altered enough they feel like strangers. There are buildings missing on the skyline. Some are shorter than they remember. Others are wearing different logos, painted alternate colors. Hovercars whiz down the street, but not the cars of their memory. These ones are shiny chrome with sharp angles and boxy fronts.

They wander the streets, looking for any clue as to what the heck is going on. And then they see people running. They share a glance before they take off running as well, towards the source of the disturbance, not away.

I like the idea of them reaching the place where the Robot is now parked, but it could just as easily be the site of the museum, a town plaza, a park---it doesn't really matter. What matters is what they see:

A man who looks awfully like the museum curator stands in the center, surrounded by giant, creepy puppets with abnormally wide grins. Across from him, a stranger hovers several feet off the ground. He's clad in black and white and orange, a cape billowing from his shoulders. His uniform is familiar; Chiro is wearing it's match right now. But it's not the uniform that really draws the eye.

It's the helmet.

"He's wearing our logo," Chiro says dumbly. He meets Nova's eyes, and sees his confusion echoed there.

Chiro doesn't get a chance to ask what it could mean.

The stranger says--- "You won't get away with this, Puppeteer!"

And the curator-lookalike laughs. "I already have!" He raises a set of pipes to his lips, and begins to blow. The puppets fly forward, hands raised to hurt, and the stranger throws bolts of electricity. It's enough to startle both Nova and Chiro into the fray, joining the stranger.

They are, of course, overwhelmed, defeated, and they wake up in the dungeon with the others, no sign of the helmeted stranger. They don't think about it, for a bit; instead focused on stopping and defeating the Curator.

And then the episode ends. The Curator is gone, disappeared to who-knows-where, or when. The team returns to Shuggazoom, where the dolls sit on display; small and life-less once more. Among them is the stranger. Chiro picks him up, looks at him. He's never heard of any other heroes on Shuggazoom---but then, history was never his best subject. (That's what he has Antauri for, now.)

Speaking of. Antauri approaches. "What have you found?" he asks, and this prompts Chiro to explain the bubble that he and Nova were caught in.

Antauri, too, seems mystified.

On a whim, Chiro pulls at the helmet. It slips off. (Ignore that this doesn't make sense, please and thanks.) It doesn't make sense, but he's half expecting to see the Alchemist. He doesn't. The monkeys have gathered around, now, and upon the sight of the stranger's face, their heads tilt. The doll is simple, of course, but there's enough detail before them. Short, slightly spiky brown hair. Dark eyes. Chiro thinks he's meant to be handsome.

"He looks... familiar," Nova says, visibly unsettled. The other monkeys nod, slowly, just as unnerved. Just as perplexed.

"Who IS he?" Chiro asks.

Episode fade-out.

Four episodes later, they track down a mysterious signal... and find a helmeted stranger.

#srmthfg #srmthg #srmt #super robot monkey team hyper force go #super robot monkey team hyperforce go #my posts #my writing #alternate canon #episode rewrites #monkey fic #evil ages #what is tagging

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lesbiantvfish · 9 months

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oooh what abt gibtauri! Maybe one is helping the other relax after a stressful day : ]

👍 YEA I can do this I think

Ok I don’t think this turned out well. My weakest point at writing I think is still dialog/general read on characters. Seriously, rereading this and face in my palm. I am so fail it hurts. But thank you for letting me practice!

Anyway. A fic in which Antauri’s worst fear comes back. His metal body choosing violence, and violence choosing Gibson ❤️ the idea I had was cooler. Maybe one day I will rewrite this one specifically.

(this is my first ever public fanfic featuring my anthro monkeys au. Yay!)

(Some notes on their designs before the fic:

Antuari’s dreadlocks are made by his ghost mode ability.

Originally made them to help alert the team that this silver monkey was in fact him.

This Gibson is gender-fluid, and presenting himself male rn. Since I can’t take hrt I made all my ccs have immediately power to switch their gender presentation. Boob mode and boobless mode, essentially for Gibson.)

Multiple ships invaded Shuggazoom city, the hyperforce were forced to find a means to stop them instead of out right destroying them, as they were full of kidnapped Shuggazoomians.

After returning the citizens, Antauri could sense that more ships coming in that hadn’t had anyone in them this time, and the scanner on the robot confirmed his senses. So, those ones they easily shot down. They noted after the captives were able to all be accounted for, that there were no more in coming ships.

Slow, Inorganic movement was noted in multiple of the vessels, Otto estimated that these must be robots that withstood enough damage to function, although the scanner indicated that they were all definitely damaged to a great extent.

Chiro commanded to take the machines and investigate them in a controlled environment, with the rest of the information they could gather.

Antauri phased into one ship, and opened it from the inside to let Gibson in. “So the doors are functional. I’ll bet we can repurpose these parts for more helpful use.” Gibson noted into the communicator.

Chiro reported back. “Just make sure whatever we bring back can’t kill us, alright?”

Otto chuckled into the communicator. “That’s fair. I just wish we could always have time to get free materials like this! Once you know it’s harmless, bring me everything that looks cool.”

Antauri smiled at that, and assured him. “Noted.”

The ship was large, lots of open room behind them, now. In front of him, Antauri saw Gibson plugging a device into the ships computer system.

Suddenly, Antauri felt a quick stab of pain at the back of his head, and loudly fell onto the cold metal ground of the ship, alerting Gibson, who left the device behind to pick up Antauri.

“Antauri’s been struck! I-I don’t exactly know from what yet-“

The others on the communicator all responded promptly, letting Gibson know they are on their way to help.

When lifting him up, Gibson saw the screen on Antauri’s face fizzle, and turn black. Next, the artificial hair on his head phased away. It reminded Gibson of what happened to Antauri during Mandarin’s invasion of the super robot, although he himself was one of the less lucid to see Antauri turn, something in his subconscious knew this was familiar.

Braking his thoughts, Antauri’s arms came back to life. His ghost claws quickly slashed Gibson in his rib cage, slamming him into the ships wall. Dazed, Gibson prepares to defend himself. He couldn’t use tranquilizers on his metal partner, but he did equip himself with a device that could immobilize Antauri, he just needed it to to inject it into Antauri’s head port, but that was easier said than done.

Gibson brought his activated drills into a defensive position, to ward attacks and prevent hurting Antauri.

The whirring noise being the only sound as Antauri’s strange movements started making distance between them. Then, the spider legs that came out of the silver monkeys back returned, slicing the back of Antauri’s tunic.

The sight came as quite a scare to Gibson, and the turned Antauri took that as initiative to strike again, using his tail to pull Gibson forward and over from his feet. He then leapt and crawled along the ships ceiling. Gibson noting that he must be trying to avoid his drills. His plan was to slowly whittle Gibson down. He realized that, and made a fake opening. The turned Antauri fell for it, and Gibson angled himself to plug his device into his head port. As he did so, he saw his device stabbed through something attached to Antauri, who went limp again.

Taking a moment to catch his breath, Gibson took a good look at the thing he stabbed. It was a small robot, it must have been manufactured to manipulate other robots. He quickly stored it into a sealed container, then, hesitantly, rolled Antauri back over. Stepping away at first.

“Antauri, can you hear me? I’m going to try to restart your system, if it’s still down. So.. please hold still, this time..”

Antauri’s screen and hair came back before Gibson had the chance to come closer, his expression clearly panicking.

“Gibson, throw the container, away from us!” Gibson startled, but decides this is his Antauri real self again, and follows the advice. He tossed the container toward the open space of the ship, closer to where they came in, away from the computer system, after throwing it, Antauri held himself over Gibson as it blew up. Shielding him from much of the debris.

“Antauri! That- please let me see if you’re okay, let go of me.” And he did, looking frantic still himself.

The back of Antauri’s body had a metal protrusion stabbing into him. That would take a med bay trip to remove, he regretfully noted.

“Gibson, my sight went blank, was I the one who hurt you..? Your side is bleeding.”

“Oh, I’ll live, you are clearly more hurt yourself.. Why didn’t you consider how dangerous it would be to shield me with only yourself like that?”

Gibson feeling anger rise at the buried trauma once again of Antauri’s sacrifice. Each of the team members already gave Antauri an earful. And yet, here he is once again, too selfless for his own good, and for Gibson’s idea of too much as well, if he is being completely honest.

“I can’t stand when you- how many times are you going to.. Antauri, you aren’t expendable!” Antauri’s expression beginning to show regret for hurting himself. Gibson felt his anger die back down.

Gibson stammered, ashamed of raising his voice at an injured man. “I.. oh my god, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t yell. Please, don’t take that seriously, I know that you, uh, you know your value yourself.. And didn’t know what else to do, that only you’d survive something like.. this..”

“Yes. Of course, just treat your injury first, Gibson. We can look at this event as a way to improve ourselves.”

Always keeping them aware of their flaws, and amending them accordingly. Even when Gibson lets his emotions out, Antauri’s dignity keeps them both stable again.

Gibson still unsatisfied, asked. “But.. you do mean you’ll look into proper methods of protecting others, right? Seriously, we can make you an energy shield if you’re so fixated on blocking attacks.”

“I understand. And I suppose I can try a mechanism like that suggestion, if you insist.” Antauri was pulled closer to Gibson. He held onto him, and Antauri feeling the fear he put into him. They were both overwhelmed, and scared for the other. Antauri on edge after losing control, and Gibson at the reminder of Antauri’s previous death.

They heard Nova and Otto arrive first. Both taking one of them carefully back to the super robot. Antauri and Gibson feeling they had a lot to talk to the other about after this. But now seeing as their current enemy has plans to destroy their own tracks, they’ll need to balance it with pinning the perpetrator down.

#srmthfg #my read on Antauri feels weak. I need Antauris strongest warriors to point me to the ideal Antauri #fics that remind me I am a picture maker not a story teller. letsg me cook #gil answering post #gil writings tag

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co27 · 2 years

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im back on my bullshit... although really the question is if i was ever truly off it

#he is typing #writing #god i hate writing fanfiction. its so degrading.#not a lot of my older writing is that great (such is life when youre sixteen) but also you will never see me go through the trouble of #making A SECOND??!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!???? ao3 account just to post better srmthfg fic than before.#also i was going to just erase the beginning of the next sentence but i found The Skeleton tacked on the end hilairous. sorry.

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hyperforcereignition · 1 year

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Antauri let out a sharp gasp as he opened his eyes… The winding tree tops being the first thing he spotted as he sat up slowly, rubbing his head.

He hadn't done this in a long time. It was one thing to bring one into his own astral field… it was another to dive into someone else's.

He looked around as he got up, climbing up one of the trees for a better vantage point.

Where was he?

"CHIRO!" He called out, his voice echoing through the jungle. "CHIRO, CAN YOU HEAR ME!?"

Cra-ack

Cra-ack.

Antauri narrowed his eyes, peering down below at the dirt laden path…

Heaving a sigh of relief as he spotted a familiar shock of black hair.

The boy's head was down… wearing some kind of cloak around his shoulders.

Antauri jumped down, hurrying after him.

"Chiro! I'm here-" His words died in his throat as the person turned around.

He was tall, a long dark cloak over his shoulder, the underside being a bright orange. He wore a white jacket and pants with a long orange scarf. His facial markings resembled the ones Antauri and the team sported.

The young man's eyes widened, before smiling sadly.

"Sorry… That's not me."

Antauri was baffled, looking him over, a low growl building in his throat.

"Who… are you?"

His gaze softened, kneeling to Antauri's level. He slowly shook his head.

"You know me."

There was a chill down his spine as he looked up at this… Other Chiro. His presence was familiar, yes, but… something was still wrong here.

He took a step back.

"I think I would remember if our boy suddenly grew up."

The young man put a finger to his lips.

Around them, there was a tremor that shuddered through the ground…

Thud!

The young man stood up, stepping aside as he pointed to an opening through the trees.

"You don't need to worry about me. Worry about him… Please, just tell him. He's scared… I'm scared."

Antauri's heart skipped a beat.

"I taught you better!"

"I'm scared."

This chapter, is another favorite of mine, as this is where I really took a turn with the storyline... Because I always wondered...

How much would the story change if Chiro knew he was Chosen early on?

This honestly, was one I really enjoyed writing, as we really got into Antauri's head and how he views the current situation and how his bond with Chiro NOW starts to truly grow.

#hyperforce: reignition #super robot monkey team hyperforce go #srmthfg fanfiction #antauri #chiro #gibson #mila hanamura #otto #nova #fanfics #fanfiction #ao3fic #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #srmthfg #fic writing #AU fanfiction #Series rewrite #Antauri stops keeping secrets!!!

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rararazaquato · 6 months

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@netbug009 trick or treat!!! this is a treat based on the old Super Scary Skeleton King Marathon promos, they're a really fun watch and i'd highly recommend them for any srmthfg fans! i linked them in the notes of the fic proper for anyone who's interested.

thank you so much to @sweetcircuits for putting this on! it was an absolute blast and i enjoyed it a lot!!!

and, of course, what would halloween be without a bonus treat! underneath the cut is a little design work i did for nova and sparx's costumes :3

ooh spooky scary monkey jumpscare

#srmthfg trick or treat exchange #srmthfg

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musekicker · 5 months

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(Warning for multiple prompts today lol. Always feel free to skip any ideas too)

Prompt for srmthfg: one of the monkey kids birthdays?

I'll have to write a actual birthday party fic for some of the kids. But here's a Eclipse birthday related drabble.

Today was Eclipse's birthday. Eclipse made this known at the breakfast table. The other kids were already a bit annoyed with Eclipse. There was no real complaints though up until the moment with the cereal box prize.

A new box of cereal had ended up opened. Which meant a new cereal prize was available. The rule of not opening cereal boxes until the last one was finished, not even to get the prizes in the other boxes sooner, was a well enforced rule. As was the rule of taking turns on who got the prize. For this box it was Blaze's turn. And he was about to pick up the prize. But then Eclipse made a grab for the cereal prize. Being closer to where the prize had fell out of the box he succeeded.

"Hey! It's my turn for the cereal prize." Blaze said.

"It's my birthday. I make all the rules." Eclipse said. "King for the day."

"Not how birthdays work." Cooper added in.

Eclipse was not listening to Cooper. Rather he pulled the prize closer to himself.

Mira, who had long since opted out of getting the prize from the cereal boxes was watching the interaction. All while crunching down on the sweetest cereal they had in the pantry.

As the oldest of the kid group, Mira often times was the one to help make sure small squabbles did not get out of control. As they often did with Cooper and Blaze. This time she was more worried about the growing possibility of there being a squabble between Eclipse and Blaze.

"I didn't vote for you." Blaze snapped.

Cooper opened his mouth to say something. For sure about the fact that you didn't vote for kings. He decided against it and closed his mouth.

Eclipse meanwhile still had the prize in his hand. Blaze scowled deeper before slamming his palms on the table.

"I say we revolt." Blaze told the other kids.

"Your reign is falling into anarchy already, Eclipse." Mira noted.

Eclipse frowned.

"You can't revolt!" Eclipse cried.

"Of course I can. And I bet no one else here is on your side." Blaze said.

"I'm on his side." Quasar said.

Blaze glared at his brother.

"Why are you on his side? You're my brother!" Blaze cried.

"Free agent. I do what I want." Quasar said.

Blaze scowled. Eclipse was grinning now. Things were going more his way after all.

"I know Cygnus is on my side." Eclipse said.

"Welll-" Cygnus said, fingers drumming softly on the table edge.

Eclipse gasped.

"Betrayal!" he cried.

"Hah!" Blaze said. "Revolt time!"

Before the situation could spiral out of control, Sprx entered the kitchen. Clearly he had heard at least a bit of the conversation considering what he said as soon as he got into the kitchen.

"No revolts. Those get messy and no one wants to make a deep clean on the kitchen." Sprx said.

Blaze and Eclipse were still glaring at each other. And though the very short lived call of revolt seemed to be called off, Eclipse still had the prize.

"And oh, because of the last birthday we had, I want to make it clear that no one can order people to fight for your amusement." Sprx added in.

"I only did that once and now it's become a rule for everyone." Quasar grumbled.

"Kiddo." Sprx said to his middle child. "You started a lot of rules."

Quasar thought about it and grinned a bit.

"Guess I'm ahead of my time." Quasar said.

Sprx, despite his sighing, was not surprised on Quasar's take on this news.

"Not the lesson you should be taking from that." Sprx said.

As Sprx was moving to the cupboard to get his own quick breakfast, Eclipse poked Blaze in the arm.

"Here. I'm getting presents today. And it IS your turn I guess." Eclipse said.

Blaze blinked in surprise at the sudden turn. Soon that surprised look morphed into a smile and he took the offered prize.

Not long after breakfast Sprx brought the kids out into the city for a outing. Though clearly this was a outing to get Eclipse out of the robot so that the birthday party could be set up, the other kids joined into the outing. One parent keeping a eye on a group of six kids as a challenge but one Sprx was taking on.

The plan was to head over to the arcade. A good place that would keep all the kids busy for hours. Once they arrived no one was surprised when Eclipse made a beeline for the toy capsule machines.

Capsule toys were a interest of Eclipse's after all. He had a sizeable collection of them at the robot. And normally he would try to get at least one different toy from each of the toy sets that were put into the machines. However as of late Eclipse was set on one of the toys in this set of capsule toys in particular. This was because this set was for a show that Eclipse was a big fan of.

He had all of the set except one. This character in show was also the one that had the most dramatic story line. And because of that they were Eclipse's favorite character.

By this point Eclipse had a army of the figures of the shows cute mascot character. Mira had taken one of those figures off of Eclipse's hands. The others doubles figures fates were for either to replace lost game token pieces or to get lost somewhere in the robot and for someone to accidentally step onto.

Today Eclipse was sure his luck would shift.

"Okay capsule machine." Eclipse told the machine. "Today's the day. It's my birthday and I demand you give me the toy I've been trying to get for months."

"I don't think capsule machines react to orders." Cooper commented.

Eclipse grumbled at that comment. He kept his glare on the capsule machine though.

"I could use some shape shifting and-" Mira said.

"Nope! No shape shifting to get the toy." Sprx said quickly. "Remember when you shape shifted your way into one of those claw machines? We ALL nearly got banned."

Mira frowned a little as she thought back to that moment.

"Yeah well, those machines are a joke. I had the claw on that plush. Then it dropped right before it reached the prize slot." Mira said.

Sprx didn't disagree with that point. Claw machines had cheated him out of money more then once too. But he kept that opinion to himself right now in case Mira decided that she would still would try to use her shape shifting powers for the gain of a specific toy.

"You actually may be able to get that toy if we're lucky." Cooper said.

Cooper reached into the satchel he had brought along for their outing. After a bit of rummaging Cooper pulled out a plastic baggie filled with coins. All quarters it seemed like.

"We know that you've been trying to so hard to get that one toy." Blaze said.

"So we all saved up." Cygnus added in.

Eclipse stared at the bag of quarters for a moment.

"That's a lot of quarters." Eclipse said.

"We've been saving for awhile." Mira said.

Armed with so many quarter it still took at least about a half hour and about fifteen dollars worth of capsule toys to finally get the toy that Eclipse had been wanting for so long. The whole group had cheered the moment that Eclipse had opened the capsule and there it was.

There was still time before they had to get back and they had enough money left over for everyone to get a small, frozen treat on their way back to the robot. And after that, time to go back to the robot for Eclipse's birthday party.

The party itself was as nice as the day out itself. With gifts included.

#srmthfg

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astra-andromeda · 11 months

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Hellloo it’s me again with my OC robot monkey discord server. (Link will be in the comments)

It’s focused around sharing your OCs, looking for RPs, chatting about srmthfg, sharing merch, sharing srmt art/fan fics, looking for art trades, gifting art and so on! [:

Please come join us! <33

#srmthfg #super robot monkey team hyperforce go

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alairdsai · 20 days

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Just remembered something random about SRMTHFG! from my childhood. It's currently 3 AM btw.

When I was like 10 there was a fanfic on Ficbook (Russian fanfic site) I would write down on a paper to take it outside to read it with my friends outloud (like a mini book club ig, don't remember if I did that with any other fics or not). I had to write it on paper as we had no printer at home and no data, so no internet connection while outside...

The fanfic was a crossover fic of Super Robot Monkey Team Hyper Force Go! and a game Corpse Party...

Dont remember the details of it, but there were 2 endings to it. One is where everyone dies and the other where everyone but SPRX live (dead Sparks was very pissy about it too btw). I don't remember most deaths in the "all die ending" except Chiro. I'm pretty sure he and Antauri were in an elevator which malfunctions suddenly. Antauri instinctively turned into Ghost Mode, but Chiro got pancaked. It was one hell of a fanfic. Pretty sure it's gone now. I'll prob get some sleep and in the morning try to see if I can find it in a Wayback machine.

#super robot monkey team hyperforce go #srmthg #fanfics #fanfiction #weird fanfics #help

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grungekitty-77 · 5 months

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Dear Wormwood by The Oh Hellos

Ok I know you didn't know what you were choosing and didn't do this on purpose, but KISS YOU ON THE MOUTH KISSES YOU ON THE MOUTH KISSES- I went off a little on some Sprx angst Also funny that both SRMTHFG! requests I've gotten so far were the same band. I don't have that much of them on this list I swear!

Tw: Disassociation (And Sprx can have a little disassociation, as a treat. For me.)

AND I FORGOT AGAIN! @dazzlingsunf1ower

Sprx found himself staring at the screen in front of him. He was supposed to be doing something. He could probably read the screen and figure it out, but his eyes were just sliding across the words. All he could do was stare straight ahead.

It was weird. He didn't feel present. Like he was controlling his body remotely, making even the simplest command difficult. He couldn't get himself to move. It left him with nothing to do but think.

And remember.

He hated remembering.

The feeling of ripping Nova apart; each piece resisting his magnets with a satisfying pull.

The strange weight of the Soul of Evil; heavy like a neutron star, but floating like a feather.

The warmth and comfort of the Fire of Hate; flooding down his arms and pooling in his chest.

Why did it feel that way? It should've felt hot and sharp. That seemed more appropriate for a corrupting force of evil and hate. But it wasn't. Nothing overwhelmed him. It just gently washed over him. It happened quickly, but it was so tender that Sprx didn't notice the corruption. His thoughts just changed as they soaked in the poison he had touched. Before he realized what he was doing he had turned on his team and pledged himself to his enemy, betraying himself in every way.

He hated it.

And that was the problem. If he hadn't had so much hate in his heart for the Skeleton King, maybe the Fire wouldn't have spread so quickly.

The irony that his hate for the guy had made Sprx a servant to him. How messed up was that? It made Sprx hate himself.

He also hated how he couldn't remember what he was supposed to be doing. How long had it been anyways?

It was difficult, but Sprx finally forced himself to look at the time on the screen in front of him. He had been sitting in his own thoughts for at least an hour. Not great.

"Sprx, have you finished reviewing those modifications?" Gibson asked, walking into the room with his own tablet.

Sprx tried to say something, but the signal got lost. All he could do was furrow his brows. At least Gibson told him what he was supposed to be doing, though the schematics in front of him still looked like static.

"Sprx?" Gibson asked with concern.

He set his own tablet down and crouched down to be eye level with Sprx. It was hard to meet Gibson's eyes, but Sprx managed that much.

Gibson was scanning Sprx all over for injuries or signs of sickness. Dr. Brainstrain at it again. But Sprx didn't blame him for the worry. He was acting strange even to himself.

"Can you hear me?" Gibson asked.

Sprx nodded.

"Can you speak?"

He shrugged. He honestly wasn't sure if he could or couldn't. Just that it wasn't happening.

"Are you alright?"

Another shrug. He also wasn't sure of that one either.

"Do you know what's happening?

Sprx shook his head. He knew that he didn’t know.

Gibson gently took the tablet off of Sprx's lap. Almost as gently as Sprx had been made into an enemy. Sprx's breath hitched at that thought and Gibson froze. It made Sprx feel worse.

After a moment of nothing, Gibson slowly began to move again

"I'd like to get some scans. Can you walk?" he asked as he finished taking the tablet away.

"I think?" Sprx said.

His voice sounded strange to him. Disconnected. Removed.

"So you can speak." Gibson noted.

"Sort of." Sprx shrugged.

He didn’t know what was wrong with him.

Gibson hummed. He stacked both tablets under one arm and offered his other hand to Sprx. Sprx took it and pulled himself off his pod chair.

"I'd like you to keep talking if you could." Gibson said sternly.

He was pulling Sprx by the hand down the hall towards Medbay.

"What about?" Sprx asked.

"Anything."

"uhhh...."

"Just the first thing that pops into your head, Sprx."

There was really only one thing in his head lately. Sprx tried, but no other thoughts came. All he could do was loop back to the one.

"I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry about." Gibson assured him.

"About resurrecting Skeleton King." Sprx corrected.

Gibson's steps stuttered. He managed not to trip over himself, but it was a close thing. Sprx wondered if he would’ve fallen down with him if he hadn’t caught himself.

"Oh." Gibson said quietly.

There was silence until they reached the doors to Medbay. Gibson open the door. They lingered in the hall for a moment before Gibson spoke again.

"Sprx. You know you don't have to be sorry for that either. You weren't yourself."

Sprx shrugged. He didn't have the energy to fight or lie. Gibson didn't look happy with that answer.

"Is that what's bothering you?" he asked.

Sprx decided he didn't want to continue the conversation. He walked into Medbay himself and forced Gibson to follow.

"I'll take that as a yes." Gibson said with a snide tone.

"Get your stupid scans." Sprx snapped back.

He sounded like he had when he...

"Sorry." Sprx said, turning his head away.

"It's quite alright." Gibson said.

He walked past Sprx towards a machine and grabbed a cord. Sprx couldn’t help but notice the suspicion and concern in Gibson’s eyes. He ignored it and quietly let Gibson access the port on the back of his head. It was quicker than taking all his vitals one by one.

The computer beeped once and Gibson read the results.

"There doesn't appear to be a physiological cause." he muttered.

Sprx might've been making it up, but Gibson sounded almost annoyed by it.

Gibson sighed and removed the plug.

"I suggest you speak with Antauri. This appears to be a psychological issue. Which is...regrettably, out of my depths.”

That was why he sounded annoyed. Gibson hated a problem he wasn’t capable of solving himself.

Sprx really didn’t feel like looking for the silver monkey, so he stood there and watched Gibson wind the cord back into place.

Gibson looked surprised to turn around and see Sprx still standing there. His face morphed into annoyance quickly though.

Sprx waited for Gibson to snap at him to get out. He wondered if they would bicker like they normally did or if he’d keep being weird.

“Sprx.” Gibson said, condensation already dripping from his voice “I understand that this is uncomfortable, but has it possibly occurred to you that perhaps you could be suffering from adverse effects due to the traumatic event you underwent?”

Sprx blinked several times before his brain accepted what he had just heard.

“But….I was the one who hurt you guys.” he said, confused.

Gibson sighed and pinched his nose.

“You were the one that was under the influence of a malevolent force. We, for all the physically injuries we may have suffered, were still in control of ourselves.”

Sprx said nothing. He had no idea how to even begin to respond. Nothing Gibson had just said made any sense to him.

Gibson glared at him.

“It really hasn’t occurred to you at all, has it?” Gibson asked with a hint of concern growing in his voice “Sprx! You cannot expect to be unaffected! Even I’m still-”

He cut himself off.

Sprx still said nothing, but Gibson struggled and stammered like he was being pressured to speak. He sighed in defeat.

“Very well.” he said “It wouldn’t do very well to be a hypocrite.”

Sprx still didn’t know what was happened.

“I still have nightmares about my encounter with the Ice Crystal of Vengeance.” Gibson admitted “It was so brief compared to your exposure. I can only imagine how you are suffering.”

Oh.

Sprx was so stuck on what had happened because of him that he hadn’t really considered that something had happened to him. Maybe he was allowed to be upset instead of hating himself.

“You went through something terrible, Sprx. You will need to recover.” Gibson explained.

He pulled Sprx into a hug.

“And that is allowed.”

Sprx stiffly hugged back. He liked the contact. It felt real. It wasn’t remote or removed or fuzzy. He could follow it back to his own body. He started to notice the floor beneath his feet and the details of the room.

Sprx relaxed and squeezed Gibson tighter as he felt himself return from wherever he had been.

“Thanks, Brainstrain.” he said, his voice sounded normal again. “I think I’m back now.”

Gibson released the hug, but didn’t fully let go.

“I’d like to keep you under observation for a while still.”

Sprx rolled his eyes.

“Sure. You can help me look over those modifications.”

Gibson smiled and squeezed Sprx’s arm on more time.

“That is acceptable.”

Not sure if I'm in love with the ending, but I was having trouble forcing the story to conclude. It wanted to abruptly stop.

Anyway, ANGST! ANSGT! ANSGT! ANGST! With a dash of comfort. Not too much though!

#srmthfg!#srmthfg #super robot monkey team hyperforce go #super robot monkey team hyper force go!#super robot monkey team hyper force go #sprx #sparx #sprx 77 #sprx and gibson #gibson #hal gibson #mr hal gibson #fic #writing #wrapped prompt #super robot monkey team hyperforce go!

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sweetcircuits · 1 year

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New MBK chapter!!!

In the 2nd part of this two-parter, the team is on the hunt for a tiny sliver of space rock that has a mind of its own. They come upon Quint, a space jockey who happens to be one of Sparx’s idols! But Quint is more than he appears... can Sparx, Chiro, and Amber help snap him out of his darkness and anger?

Sparx takes the initiative to try to make Amber feel better after she keeps beating herself up about not doing a great job with the squid fight in the last chapter... and Amber in turn is a great emotional support for him in his doubts, and for the rest of the team. They’re so good. I love them so much, you guys.

Taglist under the cut:

@monkeyinaround @ladytauria @superrobotmonkeyteamramblingsgo @starkitters @halloweennut @projectaffectivity @dreamstormdragon @cluelessghoul @jackie-sugarskull

#srmthfg #mbk au #fic update #i like this chapter a lot bc of the emotional support amber is able to give the team #and especially to sparx #quint is also a lot of fun to write and i like his interactions with the team XD #hope you all enjoy this!

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ladytauria · 5 months

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hey liv sorry in advance i am nosy

🍓🐇🧃🪐🍬🦷🦋🦴🪲

dont be sorry! i enjoy nosy uwu

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction?

hmm

i was 12. my favorite tv show at the time was this old disney cartoon, "super robot monkey team hyper force go" (abbreviated as SRMTHFG or SRMTHG. i prefer the first but plenty of people use the second.) it was canceled after its 4th season and, uh. the ending was SO bad. like, major major cliffhanger.

anyway, i was looking up... i don't even remember at the time. and i discovered deviantart, and i discovered this person's OCs. read a lot about them, including some fanfic, and then eventually discovered fanfiction.net

i didn't realize what it was at first; i thought it was just a writing in general site? and i was like oh! i can share the book i'm working on! (i have been trying to write a novel since i was 10). and then as i was looking into where i would post it, i realized what it actually was. (no, the title didn't give it away. idk why.)

so then i was like oh!!! this is really cool actually!!! and i wrote my first fanfic xD

that was in 2011? so i was 12, almost 13.

and i've been reading & writing fic ever since~

🐇 ⇢ do you prefer writing original characters, reader inserts, or a mix of both?

okay so this is a tough question

bc like

i love love love love love second person.

like.

*adore* it.

second person, present tense is my absolute fave, but past tense is good too. (i have written an entire sapphic little mermaid retelling [12k words i think] in second person. uh, it needs revisions but it's a full draft. i opened it it the other day and im still so proud of it uwu)

howEVER. outside of writing second person w/o ever explicitly naming the pov character i have not actually written a reader-insert? so for that reason alone i will have to say 'prefer writing oc's'

🧃 ⇢ share some personal lore you never posted about before

uhh

i'm a chronic oversharer (mostly in the tags) so that's kind of tough!

ah! since my grandmother's memory issues started, i've been doing about half of the cooking (it's been a bit of a battle, as she keeps trying to do everything xD) and i've cooked a lot of new things this year!! i've gotten very good at cooking pork chops. which 🤔 now that i bring that up, i might make friday! or tonight, but they're still in the freezer, so...

🪐 ⇢ name three good things going on in your life right now

my grandmother's memory situation has improved a lot!! it's still not great, but like. strides ahead of where we were 7-8 months ago!

my anxiety has been much kinder to me this year <3 i've made some very lovely friends this year~

mmm, oH, my energy levels have been fantastic this year. i didn't realize just how bad they had gotten until i started these new meds, and now i'm just. <333 much better.

🍬 ⇢ post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character

idk if i have any unpopular opinions...? i mean. i'm sure i must, but... nothing immediately comes to mind ^^;

🦷 ⇢ share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on

hmmm

recently been trying to get in the habit of summarizing what i want to do before i start writing. it makes the process much easier, if ik a bit about what i want to do before going in?

🦋 ⇢ share something that has been on your heart and mind lately

i am much better at being patient than i ever gave myself credit for in the past <3

🦴 ⇢ is there a piece of media that inspires your writing?

i can't think of one piece in particular, as the places i find inspiration are. all over the board?

🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here

picked a wip from my open tabs at random! funnily enough this is also the one i ended up doing for the emoji ask xD

it's also almost triple what this asked for but once i started writing i couldn't stop <3

He swallows, staring up at Tim. Jason has had plenty of practice reading people through a domino, but. He has no reference for the look Tim is giving him now. Only that it— That the feeling it gives him is… is new and strange. He has no name for it, the way his stomach feels fluttery and tight, his scalp and fingers tingling. His mouth opens—but all that escapes is a stuttery puff of air. That’s okay. He doesn’t know what he was going to say anyway. Tim hooks a gloved finger under his chin; tipping his face up. He leans in, slowly—so slow that Jason— There’s nothing keeping him there. He could run. Turn away. But he feels caught, feet anchored in place. Tim’s mouth touches his, and all thought leaves him. Jason has never been kissed before.

[ writers truth or dare ask game ]

#ask gaming #felinemotif #asks and answers #tauriawritesfanfic #the color of hope (canary yellow)

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xxthe-hidden-spyxx · 6 months

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20 Writing Questions!

Tagged by @pencilofawesomeness!

1.How many works do you have on AO3? Including my discontinued stories, 15 as of right now. (11, not including.) Definitely hoping to make more, though!

2.What's your total AO3 word count? Including the discontinued stories: 151649 total. Not including: 111851. And that's if I mathed the math correctly LOL.

3.What fandoms do you write for? Fairy Tail and Wings of Fire primarily. I do have one crossover with Super Robot Monkey Team Hyperforce Go, but it's most likely the only fic I'll write for said fandom. I do want to try my hand at other fandoms in the future, though!

4.What are your top 5 fics by kudos? (Not including the discontinued stories.)

Sick As A Snake at 12.

Scale's Breadth From Death at 13.

Dead On Your Feet at 17.

The Sky Snake at 24.

Dragon Tail: Revamped at 148

5.Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? I definitely try to! I love interacting with fellow members of the fandoms!

6.What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Scale's Breadth From Death is my strongest contender. (Not much of a surprise given it was for Whumptober last year lol.)

7.What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Probably Sick As A Snake, since it's just a cute fluff fic all the way through. (And the only one I've actually finished lol.)

8.Do you get hate on fics? I'm sure it'll happen eventually, but so far, everything has been positive!

9.Do you write smut? If so, what kind? No. I tend to focus less on romance and more on friends and (found) family stories.

10.Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? Yes! Hyperforce Sorciere, while fairly short so far, is bound to become the craziest one, given SRMTHFG's tendency to delve into some of the craziest stuff.

11.Have you ever had a fic stolen? Nope.

12.Have you ever had a fic translated? Not yet, at least.

13.Have you ever co-written a fic before? I have tried to once with my friends, but it didn't really go anywhere, unfortunately.

14.What's your all-time favourite ship? I don't really have an all-time favorite, honestly. A lot of them are pretty good.

15.What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will? None, I hope, but I do have a Modern!AU Dragon Slayer found family fic in the works that seems dead in the water for now, so we'll have to wait and see on that one.

16.What are your writing strengths? Fluff writing. Happy family/friend feels.

17.What are your writing weaknesses? Fight scenes and strong emotion. For fights, I have an image in my head that ends up sounding awkward when I try to articulate how it looks. Emotion, I'm not the best with powerful emotions, especially sadness and betrayal, as I don't really quite understand them fully just yet, and sometimes it feels poorly shoved in without much of a reason to be there.

18.Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic? I think it works well if done correctly!

19.First fandom you wrote for? How To Train Your Dragon. It was the fandom that first introduced me to fanfiction.

20.Favourite fic you've ever written? Wings of Fairies: Revamped and Illustrated. It's my experimentation of illustrating fics, which allows me to combine both of my favorite art mediums!

Unfortunately, like last time, I don't have many people I can tag, soooo... anybody who reads this is more than free to partake in it!

#tag game #writing #writer things

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