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martinsorbit · 1 day
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ever befriend the local mermaids and remember you can't swim
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martinsorbit · 1 day
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in honor of lesbian week of visibility, and definitely not because of a work related disagreement gone wrong, we're letting roxy loose in the pizzaplex with her go-kart until further notice. y'all about to be very aware.
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martinsorbit · 3 days
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Tiny AIW Excerpt…
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(This doesn’t guarantee a bigger story in the future, have mercy on me pls /lh)
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(prologue thing?)
They took away everything I had left to hold onto. Everything but them, at least. It almost felt freeing, a relief, in a strange way.
The scent of flowers was thick and sweet to my senses. My thoughts slowly blur together as I drowned in the heavy aroma.
No longer did I have to uphold myself as a person. In this land, responsibility was merely a word. A silly word, at that. I was being offered the chance to be freed from the pressure of my former life on a silver platter by the people who have unfailingly proved their devotion to me again and again. Who would I be to deny them?
Gentle hands of cool metal joints and warm motors take my own of flesh. There is an unspoken promise in our grasps.
Out there, there wasn’t anything waiting for me. Really, I had submitted to my fate long before I came here. Before I met them.
I would miss the surface.. My friends.. My brother..
If I just stayed right where I was, surely I’d be happy. He said so. They both did. And I believe them, as much as they believe in me that I’ll stay. I have nowhere to run, therefore I’d never think to walk.
Here, I’ll be safe. Here, I’ll be happy.
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“Sugarcube!~ It’s time for tea!”
I shift as a voice rouses me awake and I groan in protest. I felt so warm… I didn’t want to get up… Get up…
Get up from where?
Eyes snapping open, I sit up, finding myself on a grass and wool-stuffed mattress. A warm blanket made of soft fibers had been wrapped around my body, shrugged off when I began to scan my surroundings.
The room was dimly lit and the air was crisp, making me imagine the walls were made of stone or perhaps bricks. Unfortunately my vision wasn’t the best without my glasses. Candles were lit about the room. There were no windows, but there was a lone door on the far wall. Was I underground?
“There’s my little sunshine!” The same voice from before warbled, followed by the clinking of porcelain. “Come! Come! Before your tea gets cold!”
With bleary vision, I turn toward the voice. At a small wooden table set in the middle of the room sat a familiarly flamboyant red-clad figure with their knees up to their chest as they tried to sit in one of the child-sized chairs. I began shuffling off the bed, brushing myself off.
“M-Mister Hatter?” I mumbled as I walked over. “Wher—“
The Hatter tutted at me before I could finish, placing a delicate finger up to my lips. “Dearest little dewdrop, I told you, you can just call me Sun!”
“Uh, Sun?” I eyed the liquid the bot was pouring into the cups. Yellow flower petals and flecks of green herbs floated prettily along the surface of the unknown brew.
“Hmmm?” Hatter hummed, the swirls in his eyes seemingly to glow with warmth at the sound of his name.
“Where am I? I didn’t fall down another hole again, did I?” I rubbed at my eyes. “And have you seen my glasses anywhere?”
“Oh! Those are right here!” Dodging my first question, the Hatter pointed at the other side of the table which sat the other teacup along with the distinct sheen of my lenses against the candlelight. “Come on! Have a sit with this lonely hatter!”
“Ah, right.” I nodded before taking my seat across from the bot, putting my glasses back on once I sat. Ah, vision at last.
The first thing I realized was the room was dingy, dustier than I expected. Before I could really notice any other finer details, Sun piped up once again.
“Very good, my dear,” he praised with a light laugh that made me nearly blush. “Now then, where you are. That’s a simple one!”
I leaned in with anticipation. With a relaxed—almost smug—gaze, the Hatter answered.
“I brought you home.”
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martinsorbit · 3 days
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Sideshow from my Ghost in the Machine au!
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martinsorbit · 3 days
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Happy(very late) birthday!!<3 @just-a-drawing-bean
Noon and Ghost in the Machine belongs to @venomous-qwille
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martinsorbit · 3 days
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Bunch of Sombra drawings over the last few weeks <3 I've been forgetting to post art so I have a huge backlog I need to queue up.
He belongs to Ghost in the Machine by @venomous-qwille
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martinsorbit · 4 days
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A concept for LDR Moon's Fall Dance outfit! (working on concepts for Sun and y/n's outfits too but they aren't quite done yet...! ✨✨✨)
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martinsorbit · 4 days
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Fear Factor AU!Eclipse-core
Saving this to draw later
EDIT : If you haven't seen his design, here it is :
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Oh and @crabsnpersimmons get attacked, jestie HAHAHAHA
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martinsorbit · 4 days
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I need more dca fics to read, not just because they're all so cool and special and unique-
I want to collect their y/n's in my pocket, and bring back the y/nverse. All of them in a lil pocket dimension (the dca stay in their respective stories, this place is reserved for the self inserts and side characters/family to interact. The boys can have their own pocket dimension)
The y/ns live on the same street or apartment complex, being bunched into groups that are roomies
For example. Bamsara's Solar Lunacy y/n, Paper-Lilypie's CCRT y/n, and bones-of-a-rabbit's staffbot y/n. SB is there so CCRT can perform routine maintenance, plus CCRT can be a but messy, plus they could help clean up after ccrt's kids. SL is where, you may ask? Their room has been vacant for some time, but CCRT and SB keep it clean and regularly dusted, out of respect. They don't know if or when their friend will return, but they'll be welcome at any time.
Naffeclipse's y/ns share a suite, probably.
spadillelicious's LDR y/n could stay with saltciphblr's lovebug au y/n
Again, I need to read more to get a better feel of the different wonderful y/n's
This probably won't be uploaded, maybe someday, but this is mostly self indulgence that my brain has been blasting on repeat all day
Into the y/nverse, I raise you from the depths
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martinsorbit · 5 days
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bunch of doodles from this week
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martinsorbit · 5 days
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Guys it's weed day... hehe funney
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martinsorbit · 6 days
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Me when… me when… the identity is horror. Who are you? Can you be replicated? Is that replication you? If someone looks just like you, acts like you and is interpreted by others as you, are they you? Do your thoughts count for anything? If everything you actually think stays in your head and never comes out then you die do people grieve you? Do you respond to your name or to any name?
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martinsorbit · 6 days
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AU where the DCA kills y/n because of the virus, but you come back with no memories of that happening whatsoever. You just show up to work the next day thinking it's weird how you don't remember going home last night while Sun tries not to drop the biggest "What the fuck" in front of the kids
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martinsorbit · 6 days
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STARRIE I TRY TO... BUT I CAN BARELY DO IT FOR MY OWN OCS LET ALONE THE DCA... <- cannot finish any project ever because of brainTM
Most of the time, the plot points and random scenes for the AUs roam around my head cuz I hardly write them down :-/
BUT MAYBE I WILL... IVE BEEN TRYING REALLY HARD TO DEVELOP THE PIRATE AU CUZ I ALREADY DID THE DESIGNS AND I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS! It will move at a snails pace but by god it will move
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Me coming to this account to show you all my DCA au ideas (I won't develop half of them)
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martinsorbit · 6 days
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YOU PEOPLE ARE SO FAST WHAT THE HELL??? /POS
AU where the DCA kills y/n because of the virus, but you come back with no memories of that happening whatsoever. You just show up to work the next day thinking it's weird how you don't remember going home last night while Sun tries not to drop the biggest "What the fuck" in front of the kids
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Me coming to this account to show you all my DCA au ideas (I won't develop half of them)
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I now have the real big urge to write this sonely because I thought of a really cool fic format but I have NO IDEA what to expand beyond this concept rn except that I thought it was hilarious and tragic
Anayways this is you and the DCA respectively
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AU where the DCA kills y/n because of the virus, but you come back with no memories of that happening whatsoever. You just show up to work the next day thinking it's weird how you don't remember going home last night while Sun tries not to drop the biggest "What the fuck" in front of the kids
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