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stool4964 · 27 days
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can you draw Noah robotics au please?
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Forehead duo💪💪💪
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woah-i-am-here · 4 months
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Role Swap!AU Doodles for a fanfic I want to write later. Basically World Tour but Alejandro and Noah have their roles and part of their upbringing swapped. Noah is the youngest of his siblings who are famous and recognized in areas and he's the ignored genius who's in the show for the first time trying to get recognition from his family, and Alejandro is a capable guy who got unfairly eliminated in season one and came back for another shot at the million.
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Remind me to never pick up digital drawing again. It is p a i n f u l. I want to lie in the floor, ty very much.
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frogskelton · 20 days
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So for some reason tumblr hasn’t let me post anything, just when I pressed the button it didn’t work, but all good now
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jesterjaxx · 6 days
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Halloween AU lore dump!!!
❗️WARNING❗️
so much infodumping world buidling and headcannons
DJ- Robot
Originally built to be a robo cop type deal. But when given free will refused to hurt anyone and got scrapped
Was found and repurposed by "Momma" to be a son
Really fuckin loves animals. Nature in general but mostly animals.
They get spooked by him a lot though
Hes kinda sad about this but gets it.
Momma is a scraper/engineer and outfitted him with everything a "good human boy" would need, like touch receptors and an ability to taste
Nothing to be done about majorly changing how he looks tho
The ability to feel is a bit too much sometimes
Sometimes all he can feel is cold
Goes to Duncan to see if he can do something about helping communicate to animals that he is a friend. Ala magic.
Machinery and Magic don't mix well typically, you gotta be crazy specific, which isn't really Duncan's styel
Duncan likes DJ tho, and proceeds to steal some of Harolds spellbooks
Side plot of them being wayyyy to hard for him to read, in both way too high level and shitty handwritten chickenscratch that fucks with his dyslexia, so he has to ask Harold for help
Maybe they learn to better understand eachother idk
Maybe they kill eachother
Harold and Duncan team up 6 dead 9 injured every single person is fucking baffled
Anyways DJ is like iron giant up in this bitch
His Momma is kinda worried that one day he'll learn enough mechanics to fix himself up and wont need her anymore
Tyler - Harpy
Ok the chicken fear makes sense now
He gets the uncanny valley feeling looking at chickens
I would too
He would fly into a window
Can he fly?
Hes like a turkey
Or a seagull
Wait im an idiot hes a chicken
Duh
Eva - Gargoyle
Her carver loved buff women thank god almighty for that
Punches like a brick wall
Living Stone
lion paws for feet
Did you guys know sound resonates the best through solids??
Her music listening experience is legit i just know it
Noah - The Blob/ slime monster
Oh god that poor guy
Hes gonna get slime all over his books
Harold - Witch
He's the type of witch to have seperate waters for different kinds of spells
A pretty dorky Witch, even by witch standards
Wears proper witch PPE (robes and hat)
Has his sheldon Big Bang Theory style shirts on underneath tho
Uses incantations and written spells in magical languages mainly
Uses the starlight, paper, ink, historical artifacts and an assortment of magical ingredients as fuels
Has a large collection of quality spellbooks for references
Not those shitty amazon spellbooks that are just a list of pre written spells, these ones were written by some old hag 80 years ago and through flowery rambleing language tell you how write spells yourself. They go into spell syntax.
Harolds books for writing incantations and spells are spiral notebooks
If he uses smbols will typically craft a custom sygil for it
Uses alot of number magic and latin
Uses his confidence in his skills with writing spells to harness magic
Is better at doing spells for other people, when doing spells for himself he tends to overcomplicate things
Actually went to magic camps and magic summer schools
"I was trained for this!" and it's Mostly true
Can make the most specific fucking spell work for him
I cannot stress he is good at this type of casting.
Duncan's way of doing magic pisses him off. Both are convinced their way is better
Harold to Duncan ->"What the fuck do you mean you increased your strength with a posca marker, bare knuckles and a dream. How are you not dead yet >:[ "
He has a lot of respect for magic itself, Duncan's almost disrespectful way of using magic makes him mad.
Whats worse is that it works.
How Harold casts a spell
Writes down a goal -> outlines different methods to achieve it (incantations, scrolls, potions) -> writes out the spelleork with alot of detail accounting for almost every outcome -> it takes very long -> outwardly or inwardly recites writes spell to activate it -> profit
Alejandro - Siren
(I give up with organization here no more bullet points)
Mermaids and Sirens are almost identical, with few overt physical differences
Sirens will typically have colored iris', 2 finned gills, longer tounges, boned ears and uniformly sharp teeth
Mermaids have colored scalera, 3 smooth gills, finned ears and sharp canines
This isn't a rule, and in modern times there are few families of sirens or mermaids that havent mixed with other monsters at some point
Both species have shape-shifting abilities.
Mermaids have two forms, and can switch between them at will, though the process takes hours and the mermaid will have to stay in either aquatic or land form for a couple weeks before changing again. though this wait time can be speed up with tailsmen, it's can cause health problems.
Siren can shift their features at will, including shifting from aquatic to non aquatic with no wait time, some families of Siren encourage "good breeding" and fostering shifting abilities to the point of shifting bone structure, hair, colors and gender at will. This level of shifting controll is a very desirable trait, and cannot be learned.
Alejandro is one of these few families who try to stay purely Siren
Hes a 100% Siren, but unlike his brothers he lacks any shape-shifting abilities, a flaw that has brought him great shame (this is just a genetic fluke, it's like a birth defect)
but he has both a very powerful ability to enchant his words and natural charisma. Dangerous combo.
Because of the well known knowledge that Sirens can manipulate people with ease, Alejandro semi pretends that he is a Mermaid, using his long hair to obscure his gills
He more just lets people assume hes a Mermaid and does not correct them rather than actually lying
He lies about many things but outright lying about species is a bit much
Siren Speech doesn't work as good if someone's also using magic at the same time or knows what's up about it
It doesn't work that great on Heather, Duncan or Harold point blank, or Lindsay, Beth Trent and Justin if they're shifting or shifted
Good thing hes manipulative on his own!
Beth - Mermaid
Yeah sure why not
I don't know enough about Beth yet i need a moot whose obsessed with her
Ezekiel - Ghost
Lmao hes invisible
Poor dude probably gets looked over all the time
Hes just clothes and a transparent person
Justin - Werewolf
The twilight girls would go crazy over him i know it
Cody - Puppet
Oh poor dude
Itll look cool tho
Hed make knock on wood jokes all the time
Trent - Werecat
The trustin girls would go crazy over this i know it
But real like hes chillin
Would use claws as a pick
Geoff - Frankenstein
A man of the people
Literally
Looses limbs easily
Wakes up after a party like "wheres my leg lmao"
Heather - Zombie
Oh this is good
Shes vegan
Would insult people like "i can tell you have a brain why the hell don't you use it"
Very concerned over phsyical appearance
Uses so so many products
Pretty alive looking for a zombie cuz of it
It's kinda creepy
Her eyes got no eyeshine tho
Like a shark.
Gwen - Skeleton/Ghost
Ok this was an accidental double Gwen got both Skeleton and ghost
Since Ezekiel is already a ghost i'm Gonna lean into the Skeleton bit more but throw a transparent silhouette over all of her for the ghost bit
Ghost vs Zombie rivalry
She'd do all sorts of cool drawings and markings on her bones
Gwen, drawing a bat on her femur with sharpie: tattoo moment
Her eyeliner is also sharpie
Who the fuck cares about skincare when you don't have skin
Lindsay: you shouldn't put permanent marker on your face! It can hurt you 🥺
Gwen, floating bones:
LeShawna - Chimera
YES I LOVE MONSTER COMBOS
LIKE COMBINATIONS OF MULTIPLE ANIMALS
lets do classic chimera but with one head
Lean into the Lioness bit cuz Leshawna is a boss bitch and Lionesses are so fucking cool
I might give her a scorpion tail
Duncan - Witch
Another double whoops lol
He's a "fuck it we ball" typa witch
lmao he and Harold are beefing like crazy i know it Harold has 12 spellbooks hes memorized with their specific ways of casting and Duncan is writing runes on his knuckles with sharpie
Duncan to Harold ->"Why are you using 2 pages of latin for a fire spell??"
"Because i need only this bit of wood to light on fire a little bit and nothing else and if i dont i could loose control of it or blow it up or it might not even start"
*stares in did finger guns at a branch and cremated it for fun*
Harold to Duncan ->"Why are you writing runes on your nailpolish??"
"i'm tired of being the only scary bitch here without claws"
*stares in once accidentally rubbed spell notes off of his spellbook and onto his face while passed out on his desk and gave himself acid burns for 3 weeks"
They go crazy they go stupid
Hes self taught
The Duncan and Harold bullying arc turned Street smart vs actually Smart but make it witches
Mostly just picking shit up as he goes
"Stole" (it was free) a pamphlet on different types of magical symbols and has managed to make the symbols illustrated in it work for almost every spell he wants
Fueled by raw unrelenting audacity
Real lore tho- magic is created with belief and harnessed with confidence, you can either go the intellectual route and control every variable and have trust in your control of those variables to harness the magic like Harold, or like Duncan, have enough semi-unearned confidence in yourself to harness magic with little need for more than a few variables.
Basically as a general rule, it has as much meaning as you truthfully believe it does
Doesn't explain what hes casting or how hes doing it
"Where'd you learn how to do that?"
"what are you a cop?"
(learned from illustrations, word of mouth, and other witches on the street)
Has a couple stick n poke magical symbols, several other scribbled on symbols that are temporary
Biggest one is a glyph for fire on his hand, he doens most of his spells using it
Has burns around his glyph tattoos from spells backfiring cuz he got distracted
Uses sharpies, spraypaint, eyeliner and the insides of firecrackers for drawing symbols
If he needs a magical material he'll typically substitute whatever he has on him, belief goes a long way.
"Pure Holy Silver?... this earring looks silver enough
This doesn't work for potions cuz potions are only a little left to normal chemistry.
Has alot of talisman he wears
Carries extra ingredients on him ala accessories cuz fuck it it looks cool
Mains his spells with symbols, uses potions or material fuels if he cant make a good connection between what he wants and one of 10 symbols he remembers at any given time
Uses moonlight, bones, rocks, and personal artifacts as fuels
How duncan casts a spell
Draws glyph -> creates a mental connection between what the glyph means and what he wants to do (this is mostly subconscious with Duncan he doenst know what hes doing he just knows he does it well)-> activates glyph physically (ie hitting, tapping, lighting, punching, tracing with finger)
Example: draws fire glyph on Chris's camper -> wants to set it on fire but not the surrounding grass and trees -> smacks the side of the camper that has the glyph on it -> profit
Duncan, to Harold: You make magic math, i make magic my bitch
Bridgette - Alien
Aww she could be so cute
Surfer girl from planet nine
Owen - Plant Monster
This could visually look really cool
Big carnivorous plant
Izzy - Angel
kaleidoscope = biblically accurate form, cuz she "Looks like a kaleidoscope! Duh!"
Lindsay - Selkie
If you steal her coat ill fucking kill you
Sadie - Vampire
Ough thats cute
I'm Gonna make her pigtails batwings
Katie - Zombie
undead girlfriends
Sadie thinks Katie is so pretty it doesn't matter her eye just fell out
Courtney - Demon
Oh this bitch looooves contracts
Is also upset about Duncan but she just doesn't like witches in general
Whats the point of making deals with humans for magical powers of some humans give themselves magical powers
Demon of what?? Pride maybe?? Or envy??
Shes a sweetheart tho
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kaithefirst0127 · 4 months
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I REAAAALLY REALLY like @stool4964 ‘s robotics au so…. I had to.. I hope u see this mootie
tw for gore !! I think
I didn’t know al was like mostly robot so sorry if the design is off 😭 I rushed it a lot. And it was SUCH a pain to make the little sprite thingies for Geoff and Duncan and stuff… literal hours, my back was aaaaching
Anyways enjoy!!!
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sketch-pencilpoint · 1 month
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Monster au? With my td faves (bf and in laws)
More likely then you think
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alejandrolover23 · 8 days
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@charm-eb made me do this she said she was going to vore me if I didn't
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tdfanficawards · 5 months
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Info:
ABMT: Alejandro gets stuck in a time loop unbeknownst to everyone, starting right before I See London after passing away in the robot suit. He goes through A LOT.
Famous: Geoff and Gwen, Courtney and Duncan, and Heather and Alejandro are all trying to navigate a life of fame. Their encounters with the paparazzi and each other causes many problems though.
Death Cast: An IOTs rewrite. Dives deep into everyone’s emotions, both dead and alive, and it’s sad man.
Concrete Slab: A oneshot, Noah has been kidnapped but at least he has company of good old Alejandro.
Muddy Canvas: Post TD Gwen fic. Gwen tries to right the wrongs of her past, and her overall regret of ever going on Total Drama.
RITD: An one shot of Noah’s death and his thoughts in the IOTS AU. Noco centered.
EDITORS CHOICE: WNBTK: I love this one so much: An IOTS AU where Duncan saves Courtney from dying, so she gets to live past the island! She never gets to live in anything.
I tried not to spoil anything so I’m sorry if the descriptions are too short 😭.
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curiositycryptid · 13 days
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Here’s an ask for you! Do you have a TD or Owl House au? If not, do you have a favorite that someone else made?
I have a few favourite owl house aus which are basically all the ones Moringmark made even though idk if they count as aus, I especially like witches among humans
for total drama, I have a few aus of my own that I was thinking of making comics of
Cody accidentally travels to the future using an alien device in the Area 51 challenge and finds out that the world has become post apocalyptic, he gets to meet contestants in the future and see what their lives are like while working with future Noah (calls himself Schemer) (also this isn’t noco so sorry to all the noco fans) to find a cure for his strange curse
At Wawanakwa high school, Courtney and Gwen come across a dead body and start their own investigation. Soon enough, tons of other teens get involved trying to find this ‘hook handed killer’
After world tour, Alejandro is stuck in the robot suit for a while until team Chris comes to his rescue. He ends up in the hospital with a gift (a dinosaur plushie) from Owen and eventually they all decide to try and find Carlos, who went missing years ago
Yeah sorry if these are kind of crazy. I just kinda get ideas and yknow
I’d talk more about these but it might make this a bit long so uh yeah
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stool4964 · 21 days
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SHOULD I COLOUR THE GUYS IN THE RED BEAMS??? IDK IF I SHOULD
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gothamcityneedsme · 2 years
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I read time displacement recently and while I don't know the full extent of your feelings on it I wanted to say that I really enjoyed it. I love the dynamic between Dirk and Hal; it feels incredibly natural for versions of the characters who have had time to stabilize their relationship after having been pulled out of their mutual self-loathing by the responsibility of Dave. I was also thrilled to see someone else pointing out the parallels between Hal/AR and AM from "I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream."
Oh wow hello! Sorry, I think I may have taken a day or so to reply to this? I haven't connected my most recent url to my ao3 page (I'm lazy) so I'm honored you still took the trouble to go through the deactivated blogs, haha!
My feelings are complicated, TD is very close to me, but a good summary would be that I still love and adore TD. The story and characters are important to me, and I've put so many hours of love and work into it. I definitely want to return to it, but I have a lot of other things I'm writing so it takes some time. In 2021 I wrote a two-chapter prequel part, if you haven't seen!
I still poke my head into TD all the time and write a little here/there, but I have some stumbling blocks (I...probably have to reread Homestuck, and that is quite the time-sink to consider).
But back to your ask--I am SO flattered! Dirk and Hal are probably my favorite part of the whole story, even though Dave is the protagonist, lol. It's really fun to work with them, and I'm also so glad someone else has seen the Hal/AR and AM similarities! I'm a huge fan of robot fiction (ironically...I haven't actually read 2001 yet), and I think about robot characters a lot. AM is one of my favorites, and I think his dynamic and character really matches well with Hal in some ways--I think, to both of them, frustration and identity are such core issues. They both SO desperately wish they were human (in Hal's case--'human again'). I compared them so much, I had to shove a little reference in. Not many people have ever commented on that, so count yourself one amongst few!
(I even have a longstanding IHNMAIMS Homestuck AU I always write a little more of every Halloween--it's a creepy/dark story with Hal/AR taking the place of AM and Dirk taking the place of...basically every one of the humans, lol. One day it'll see the light of day, but it's a project I only really work on one day of the year, so the going is slow).
TLDR: Thanks so much for the message! This really lifted my spirits! I promise to get back to TD and publish more someday--currently I'm stuck on trying to find an artist that can draw something very specific that I want for the 'special chapter' I kept teasing. The chapter was going to be a game, but now I think commissioning some art is probably the better way to go. I've just struggled to find someone...
But yeah, I still love TD and I definitely still have the story very much alive in my heart. Thank you for reading, and for reaching out to me!
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harzeke · 3 years
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I had some theories about some phobias the TD characters could have developed, mostly based in your Rehab AU (aside from the obvious triggers, that would be the literal imagine of what caused their Injuries)
Alejandro became extremely claustrophobic after being trapped for a year in a robot (and probably enslaved, as in All-Stars Chris seems to have 100% control of it and the voice chip is broken). Being in enclosed spaces reminds him of the worst year of his life and is something very traumatic.
Cameron is claustrophobic too, but not as much as Alejandro. Enclosed spaces make him panic about being crushed again or not able to breathe.
Ezekiel might be scared or planes, it's something not related to flying, but instead, it's about being inside of a plane and starving/transforming again. Maybe he's also a little claustrophobic too.
Scott, aside from his fear of sharks, he's also scared of water in general. Every time he's on the water he thinks that a shark will suddenly appear and kill him. That's the reason why he barely showers, his delusions about Fang make the that simple task a nightmare.
Sierra gets very easily startled by sudden loud noises, in fact, sometimes those make her panic. Those noises reminds her of explosions and she's always extremely clingy/panicky during thunderstorms, or when people throw fireworks, etc...
I don't have specific fears for the rest of character in your AU, but I hope you liked those anyways.
I'm sure they support each other.
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alenoah · 3 years
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Robot Scoerra AU! Scott and Sierra both became simple robots due to their immense injuries. They also kiss.
How do we feel abt this @td-hateblog 😳
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shadowofthelamp · 3 years
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Year in Review: Writing
So, I can’t do the ‘year in review’ for art because... yeah, I didn’t really draw that much this year. So I decided to trawl through my writing tag for one favorite piece per month, and a pulled few paragraphs from each! Basically everything here is Zim except for the one tendershipping week thing, lmao, oops.
Some months had slim pickings but I still do like every one of these and it was a nice reflection.
January: Arrival
Her skin was tinted a sickly green, more like decomposing flesh than irken or human. Dib swallowed, but her breathing seemed to be even when he placed a hand to her kind of chubby chest, so that was probably just how their skin colors mixed, right? Besides, the lighting in the lab was always weird. Her mouth was gummy with no teeth yet, but her vocal cords were functioning perfectly. He was going to need hearing aids by his twenties, between her and Zim.
She had four fingers and three toes, which he kind of expected, as well as a nose but no ears. That made sense, if she had antennae, but it was still strange to run his fingers along the sides of her head and just feel smooth skin.
Her eyes… they were Zim’s through and through, deep ruby with the color filling the sclera. Did irkens even have sclera if they only had one color? Under the lab’s lights and mixed with the way everything on her slightly shimmered from the sticky goo she'd been coated in, she was like a section of space stolen into the little room and it took his breath away. The water blurring his vision didn’t help as he wiped it away with his sleeve, shifting her to one arm. She was so small...
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February: WLOD Dib meets Twix, alt version
It’s fascinating, to see what could have gone right. The 1001 here had gangly, underdeveloped limbs, and wispy hair that never quite got clean from the showers. This version wasn’t fat or anything, but definitely had more meat on its bones.
He examined the goggles- peering through them, they altered its vision because they made the lab beyond the ‘glass’ blurry. Curious, very curious. He was about to pop the lens out when it began to stir, tugging at the metal restraints with a clatter.
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March: Zibvoid
He talked to himself.
He talked to himself.
He talked to Zim, who hadn’t said a word since he’d died, but maybe he was just giving him the silent treatment.
Round and round, the generator buzzed like a bee and a hospital and a bug zapper that would draw in prey like flies to a web, except he was the spider now and the Zims were the moths.
Dib. Dib Dib Dib Dib Zim Dibdibdibdibzimdibdibzimdib. The names popped off his tongue as he rolled them both in his mouth, over and over until they didn’t seem like names at all anymore.
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April: Sturdy Branches (I know the date’s different on ao3 but it was first posted April)
Her dad is either singing or talking to himself as he vacuumed inside the house with a sway in his hips. At least you’re pretty sure it’s her dad? You haven’t seen a picture of him or anything, but he’s about the same age as your dad, so he’s too old to be a brother and too young to be a grandpa, and she hasn’t mentioned any uncles. A babysitter, maybe, but that doesn’t really make sense since Tulip isn’t home yet- ah!
She’s talking to someone as she turns the corner, bouncing her backpack. It’s lilac and circular, as well as covered in buttons. The Ranger helmet is in her backpack or still in her locker, but either way, she’s not wearing it anymore. She’s got the boots on, though. You adjust the binoculars a bit, but you aren’t good enough at lip-reading yet to tell what she’s saying. Whatever it is, it’s making the girl she’s talking to laugh. Maybe she’ll tell you tomorrow in class or at lunch if you pull her to sit at your table again. She has more friends at the middle table, but they don’t like sitting next to you after the beetle incident, and she doesn’t seem to mind. She always has a big smile when you start talking, and she’d say something if she didn’t like you, right? Pretty much everybody else does.
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May: Do Something For You (TD spoilers!)
Dib had never really thought ahead to having a family, but she was pretty much everything she’d want in one. She was an assistant and a partner, she was invested in the paranormal, she hated Zim- but on the other hand, she didn’t want him hurt? She seemed weirdly invested in making sure he didn’t get caught, actually. Eh, she’d hit him pretty hard, so it wasn’t like she was opposed to him getting his rightful dues for being an evil space monster.
It was relatively simple- she was just worried if he died then her timeline would be destabilized, which was a decent enough concern. Zim had to be important to his life for years to come, in one way or another. But whatever they were dealing with in the future, it had to be better with Zim out of the way earlier, right?
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June: Unnamed capture au drabble
“Why do you even give me these stupid scripts if you don’t like me doing them?” Dib folded his arms, kneading the ball in his palm. “Just get a robot or something.” He snorted. “I mean, it’d probably break, like half the stuff you touch.”
Zim’s hands curled into fists. “Take that back, you- you- worm!”
Dib quirked an eyebrow. “What, touched a nerve? When I was a kid, half the stuff you made broke, it’s just a fact. You only conquered Earth because this place is a trash heap and your garbage is slightly better than ours.” Over a year in Zim’s presence without too many galling injuries and a lifetime of not being able to keep his mouth shut made him bold. “Honestly, if I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re probably broken yoursel-” He was cut off with a Pak leg aimed directly at his throat, prodding in just deep enough to draw a drop of blood down the alien metal.
Zim’s eyes were narrowed, but something was watering on the edges, and Dib swallowed, adam’s apple bobbing just below the leg’s tip.
“Zim. Is. Not. Broken.”
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July: Laughter
Ryou couldn't stand the lights on one minute and then hated having them off the next. The shadows bled from the way the light reflected off the couch, how it seemed to devour the wall behind it, and he swore he could still hear the voice in his mind. (Was that himself? Had he started thinking of himself as a separate voice? It had been ages since he'd really been alone, even though anyone outside him would have wondered about the boy who talked to his reflection like it was an old friend.)
He wished he could talk to Ryou. Ryou who had seemed so pliable as a child but had proved entertaining, a match for the fire, (heh, fire, even though it wasn't that funny, in fact, it wasn't funny at all, but what did he have but jokes? it wasn't like he could cry anymore) who carved out rules for use of the body with gritted teeth and tugged at the rope of the Ring so hard it had chafed his neck. He'd respected him. From a soft child, he'd hardened and grown firm, grown powerful, grown to be worthy. What were the odds fate had given him a chance at the same time someone had handed a young Yugi the box with the Puzzle? A roll of the dice. (The Gods having a last laugh, perhaps..)
Ryou dug his nails into the wood of the desk so hard that it made crescents, tiny moons in the umber that dug splinters into his pale fingers. The little model of the Thief King sat, as he always did, half-hidden on his shelf behind the pieces of Zorc. He'd never bothered to glue the monster back together but felt oddly reluctant to just incinerate the figures and be done with them. Both of them. Either of them. Maybe he just didn't want to pretend it had never happened. (Maybe he was worried he'd forget, thoughts and memories swept away by the sands of time, trickling down the hourglass, minute by minute, day by day, as he aged the way the Spirit had never been allowed to.)
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August: New Mission
It had been a month.
Nebula Twix had survived. She’d had to be popped into the healing pod when she had an allergic reaction to the oatmeal Dib had tried to feed her when it had inflamed her spooch, and Gir had tried to eat her head the one second Zim’s back had been turned, and she made goo from both ends a lot, but otherwise, she was perfectly fine!
And with that, Zim had come to a crossroads. It seemed that he was, indeed, in this for the long heel. (He was pretty sure that was the phrase. Humans liked large feet and large boots, so it made sense.) He could either continue to keep her a secret, or he could pass on his success to the Tallests.
Creating slaves out of the species marked for invasion was pretty common- something like 85% of invaders did it. But creating hybrids? That number was much lower. (Besides, they were usually disposed of as soon as the invasion was complete.) And irkens having those hybrids from their own bodies, and not just mixing them out of genetic slurry and quickly aging them up in time-fields? Almost completely unheard of. Zim was the pioneer in that area.
Also, having smeets from one’s body may have been a tad illegal, considering how hard it had been to find good information and judging from the fact that all irkens found to do it were brought in for experimentation. But no matter! Zim was nothing if not very, very good at things few other irkens dared to do, ready to drive the Empire forward by any means possible. They would have to appreciate that!
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September: Twix finds out she’s pregnant
Secondary life-form detected, the chamber chimed.
“Oh, gross, I’ve got a tapeworm? Well, flush it out.” Twix rolled her eyes, going back to the computer.
Lifeform has elements of Pak user.
Her finger froze on the ‘b’ key. “It… what? Analyze species origin.”
The chamber hummed around Twix as sweat dripped down the skin of her neck. There was a tiny 'ding!’ like a kitchen timer.
Lifeform is too underdeveloped to make more than approximations, but is roughly 25% irken and 75% Dominant Earth Species.
Her scream rattled the walls.
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October: Best-Laid Plans
“Of course, Number One.” Two turned his head slightly, and Dib jolted- he hadn’t directly commanded him to do that. “Your plan is perfect.” He blinked slowly- much slower than most Zims. Most Zims were utterly manic, back and forth and back and forth, loud and brutal and dangerous, but Two- Two had always worshiped him. Maybe even more than the rest. It had been nice, to be admired so heavily. Two had adored the personal attention when he was turned into an errand boy.
Dib might miss him.
He shook that thought out of his head, gripping both sides of Two’s face with his index finger and thumb, nails (not claws, they weren’t claws) digging into the cheeks.
“You belong to me.” Two didn’t respond, and Dib dug in a little further.  Irken skin was thicker than a human’s, with a single drop of pink blood oozing over Dib’s fingernail and leaving a barely-perceptible damp trail. “Respond. Who do you belong to?”
“I belong to you, Number One.”
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November: Desperation (warning if you click through for impalement)
Dib’s lips were on Zim’s before he even knew what he was doing. “You’re not dying on me, you little bastard,” he hissed, fumbling to hold up the body as Zim nearly coughed blood directly into Dib’s mouth. It was salty and sweet all in one, but Dib couldn’t linger on the taste. Zim’s fingers grasped at his shirt, and Dib took that as a sign that it was working, pressing their lips together hard enough to bruise the capillaries.  
There was a click. Dib breathed in blood and out carbon dioxide, sputtering and swallowing it down so Zim wouldn’t die like this-
Something red-hot and metallic climbed over his arm before digging into his spine, and he realized that the body had gone entirely limp before there was electricity and then there was nothing.
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December: Freak
Twix grit her teeth. “How am I supposed to trust you if you’ll just- just do that?”
“How am I supposed to drop my whole social life because you can’t help being the weirdest person in school?” Tulip shot back. “I do care about you, but it’s so, so hard sometimes, because you just don’t know how to act, and sometimes I’m sick of waiting for you to play catchup just because your parents are the town freaks!” She slapped her hands over her mouth and took a step back.
Twix’s eye twitched under her goggles. “At least they’re freaks that love me. I’ll see you tomorrow, third period.”
“Twix-”
“I said,” Twix said through gritted teeth, “I’ll see you tomorrow. Get out before I reactivate the security.”
Tulip got out, and Twix buried her face in a couch pillow and screamed.
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twitchesandstitches · 5 years
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I got a question for Sierra, Rose Quartz, Mama Deflini and Elita-1. What do we anons look like to you? Are we gray humans, are we robots, are we one of those aliens who's head is somehow floating without a neck? Or is it one of those scenarios where it depends on the observer? Like from Rose's perspective i'm a gem, from Sierra's a human, from Elita's a transformer, from Deflini an octoling/inkling and so on? Also am i allowed to give each of you a kiss, because you're all great and adorable.
Sierra: Huh. It’s funny but I don’t really picture anons as humans! Like I tend to see you as, I dunno, a cute little shape; if the question needs us to kiss or hug or whatever, than you have a shape for that. Never just a gray human, though. …I honestly don’t think I really like other humans that much, and I think aliens and monsters are just the coolest!
Sierra, smiling sweetly: and sure! (she reaches to grab you and give you a sweet kiss!)
Rose Quartz: I usually see a small speck! I’m just so big and you’re SO SMALL… even if you’re the same size as me or close to. That’s just how it works, sweetie! Sometimes you’re a little blur of color that’s tangible enough to touch. And you may certainly kiss me, dear! (She bends over, flattening anon with her boobs, and pressing her lips into a chaste kiss)
Mama Defleini: (she smiles mysteriously, but it is a curiously frightful thing, sugggesting mysteries you are afraid of) Oh, dear. There aren’t words for what you anons look like to me. I see what you are. I see what you could be. I see what you are NOT; how you are defined by that. It’s quite hard to explain, but it does look quite cute! (She sits down, offering her face for a kiss)
Elita-1: Ahhh! You cute gremlins! I see a lot of gray; kind of a vague, sorta generic shape? If you make it clear who/what you are, then it becomes more obvious to me. Until then; little gray vague humanoids! You go squish. (She picks you and gives you a squeeze until you squeak!) Hah! See? And sure, I do love a little cutie smooching me! (She holds you on her palm, letting you walk to her cheek.)
(some characterization thoughts below)
one core concept for Sierra from the original idea that inspired this AU is that, while it hasn’t come up much in canon, Sierra has a very dim view of humanity, and she doesn’t really see other humans as her belonging-group at all.
reasons for this differ; in the original concept, she hailed from a Fallout/Borderlands themed world where humanity’s obsession with violence and shooting itself in the foot for petty, meaningless gains that amounted to nothing wound up with a poisoned, dying world. her hope at a new start once in space bottomed out when she saw that humanity was largely screwing itself over on a daily basis while all other aliens, to her, seemed to be doing good and actually accomplishing stuff
the canon of crossthicc is shifting away from this origin in favor of her and the other TD characters having been born into a group that was a kind of proto-Fleet, but the point still stands; she drew a distinction between the humans around her (just members of the Fleet, not distinct from, say, a troll or Gem), and the humans of other societies. With rare exception, mostly they have only made the multiverse worse, so she considers humans as a whole to be unpleasant, mean-spirited and small throwbacks who refuse to move with the times.
of course, the reality of things is that humans aren’t especially stupid or hateful compared to aliens; Decepticons were the most evil empire and committed countless atrocities, the many warlords she fights come from all species, and not being human doesn’t confer automatic moral superiority.
But Sierra THINKS it does, and this incorrect assumption is a deliberate flaw in her character!
similarly, while the others don’t have this same issue, they don’t usually percieve things as ‘my species unless otherwise specified’; there are no defaults here, only alliegiances and the heroic scale of Innocent To BE Protected, Fellow Hero, and Villain To Be Stopped.
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tailsdxllfxrever · 7 years
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"I wonder if it was hard for Eggbutt's other robots to do this. ...idjits." ((And TD's online! Go pester this booper! (Also there's a Boom!au here, too!) ))
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