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#Cracked Reality Au
evilminji · 3 months
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You know one of the purposes of Lining?
Shock Absorption.
If the Zone is the Inter- and EXTRA-Dimensional Lining, connecting, containing, and generally powering all of Multiversal Creation? The Great Primordial Soup? The Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust, from which we came and too which we return?
If the Zone itself is basicly the place between Universe, where your soul goes to get washed down, cleaned up, recharged, and sent out to wherever the next random portal takes it? To BECOME whatever you happen to find? An infinte recycler and Multiversal management?
The great metaphorical Yggdrasil, grown far beyond few branches, into an incomprehensible forest of one?
Well!
That kinda changes things! And also nothing! Because it means that those who remain? Are basicly squatting in the DMV's attic. Have built bunkers, under the country's main power generator. They really SHOULD move along. Granted, there is no one to MAKE them... but like...
That's cause no one thought anyone would NEED too?
Lol. Don't they feel silly? Anyway, I'ma put MY house over-! *wander off to go squat in the rafters*
Yeah, the CONCEPTS are native. But those probably just generate naturally. It's all the Souls constantly flowing through. Lots of background Sentience and Memories and such being washed away into the air. But? Then these lil souls were like "yeah, but if THEY get to stay... me too! D:< " "no, you can-" "ME TOO" and then they stopped listening and did what they wanted.
Good thing we have literally infinte amounts of room.
T...there's so MANY, you guys.
But! Not the point here!
*smacks white board* Realities! The Die too sometimes! And get born! A beautiful process, really. You can find Reality Beads if you know When and Where to look, some times. They, OBVIOUSLY, don't last for very long. Since they are basicly just seed universe. The explosive growth takes them almost immediately out of our range of perception, as they Begin.
Foundations of all Life and such.
But good God are they MAGNIFICENT!
However, sometimes? The REVERSE happens. If you find the area of the Zone your in? Is getting... "wavey" is the best way people describe it. Distorted. Fun house mirror. As though your vision has weird wrinkles that are distorting and stretching your view of things? Get Out. FAST.
If it's only SLIGHT? Barely noticeable? You can grab your Lair. IF, and ONLY IF you are NEARBY! If not? Remember. Things can be replaced. YOU? Can not.
Cause that "wavey"-ness? Is the final stage of Realm Entropy. The universe that portion over the Zone is covering and connected too, is all hollowed out. And about to CAVE IN. You DO NOT want to be there when that happens!
Remember! You see "waves"? Fly for three days!
Get to the edge of the affected area then KEEP GOING for a full three days flight. Warn everyone in you path. We stay safe together, guy. Collapses are NO JOKE. People get... well. Let's just say it's NOT a nice way too go.
Knowing this of course? We should all be SAFE right? Respectful if Awed distance from Reality Seeds, run like he'll if "waves"? We Gucci?
.....Sooooorta.
*flips Whiteboard to other side, to reveal a cartoonishly drawn Supervillian labeled "Asshole"*
Behold! A Terrorist!
It's a charged word. Not used lightly. But THESE fuckers? Oh ho ho! THESE fuckers?! "Ooooh~! Look at MEEEEE! I'm gonna play with FORCES I DONT UNDERSTAAAAAAAND! Destabilize my whole funckin UNIVERSE! Kill countless TRILLIONS OF TRILLIONS! Cause life was bad to me personally and I'm mad about it! Wah wah wah!!" ASSHOLES!
These fuckers? Cause Collapses. Blow Outs. Weird Fucked Up Cancerous Real Growths. You ever seen the Cleaners? No? You don't WANT TOO. They are basically eldritch, deep sea, angler fish looking mother fuckers THE SIZE OF SOLAR SYSTEMS. They travel in SCHOOLS.
BIG ONES.
When Realities collapse, they "fall off" as it were. Detach. And have to get recycled. All the countless impurities of Life eaten way to a blank slate. So it too, can start again. Thus the Fish. But! They ALSO eat anything "problematic".
Like tumors. Cancers. Poisoned, Multiversal Threats. Those quote on quote "God Killers".
Yes. Yes this IS part of why you DONT want to be near a Collapsing Reality.
No I WON'T explain how I know.
I DONT WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT.
*smack the board with pointer* pay attention.
Jason Todd. Not! An Asshole. Sexy thighs. Fancy lil hair strip. We all miss him. But! He's off living his "no really, I'm totally alive, guys" hot girl summer or whatever. We are going to respect that! But!!! How did that happen? When he was DEFINITELY Hella dead?
Superboy Prime-y Pants. Who IS an ASSHOLE.
Because THAT fucker? PUNCHED HIS REALITY SO HARD IT NEARLY SHATTERED. Oh, no, I'm sorry! He punched SOMEONE ELSE'S reality! Because he is a tantruming MAN CHILD! And NOW? Now, Your Majesty, that WHOLE ASS Reality is more hair line cracks then border walls! One good shove? It'll cave in. Killing every soul inside.
The Cleaners are ALREADY circling.
It needs to be patched. Immediately. But that's not something normal ghosts can DO. The Zone won't LISTEN to us. Nor allocate the energy for it. The Concepts of Healing? We can't even FIND them.
We need help.
Please help them, King Phantom. You're the only one who CAN.
@hdgnj @babbling-babull @hypewinter @ailithnight @mutable-manifestation @nerdpoe @the-witchhunter
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nbnaruto · 2 years
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For the older grayson brother danny au, realistically Danny would meet all of Dick's younger siblings gradually but the idea all of them meeting him all at once is so funny to me. Even better if none of them knew Dick had an older brother (and 2 older sisters), Dick just mentions he can't hang out with one of them in the gc because he's hanging out with his older brother and all the batkids are like "wtf are you talking about?" Dick swears he's mentioned Danny (and jazz and ellie) at least once but all of them swear they've never heard those names before. Cue the meeting, they've decided to meet at Mcdonald's or sumn and right before they get to the mcdonalds Dick stresses that they should be on their best behaviour cuz Danny and Co aren't from Gotham and they are Normal Civilians TM, they turn the corner and see McDonalds is getting robbed, they rush in to find Danny beating the shit out of the thief with a napkin holder like outta that scene in shameless, Jazz is getting a first aid kit ready and Ellie is cheering in the background
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egginfroggin · 9 months
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Mousey boys for @evtraininguniversity's Subway Rats AU! They are very small!
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(Ears are extra big, apparently, because... I don't know why, actually, maybe I was channeling my inner Dumbo, or something)
(I like the Flop of floppy things like ears)
Thank you very much for letting me draw your little guys, Ev!
Everyone else, go take a gander at Ev's stuff! She has a lot of really good AUs, and I think this one is especially cute!
Have a good day, everyone! <3
(Program: Krita; time taken: about 1 hour, 40 minutes)
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zyana-wyvern · 1 year
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The Case of The Stolen Dashi Dragon
Just a silly little ASOIAF-Cyberpunk AU/Crossover that I cooked up back in autumn, but didn’t get to finish. Decided to post it as it is.
The short of it is that Zia is a rich, corporate brat and also an ASOIAF nerd and with her father’s money she decided to establish a company specialized in fire based weapons (their most successful product is a flame thrower named Vhagar 😆).
Her biggest idol is also Yorinobu for obvious reasons. Maelstrom are her biggest fans and the ones who help and fill her ranks most, also for obvious reasons.
This started out as a joke, but now I love it and started to take it waay too seriously, even if it is a bit of a crack!AU and should be treated as such.👀😄
Dialogue below
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Zia: Welcome to Erebus Incorporate, Takemura.
Goro: Thank you for receiving us, Valfrid. We are here regarding the assasination attempt upon Arasaka-sama. You and your… organization are main suspects, as you well know. He has been reasonable and offered cooperation, on particular terms.
Zia: On his terms you mean? I’ll have you know we are part of a fully registered and recognized incorporated entity, not an “organization” and numerous, important gangs of NC support us. It is probably why he’s choosing diplomacy, rather than violence. That being said, we deny any implication and rebuke such a horrific accusation. We would never try assassinating Arasaka. The idea is though quite…inspirational.
Goro: Do not mock me, Valfrid. I have not come here to be disrespected. Arasaka-sama is offering a chance that would be fruitful for you. You are but a child with too much money and power on your hands.
Zia: Would you say the same to Yorinobu’s face? After all, both he and I source our wealth and power from our parents.
Goro: Better if you don’t speak of anyone from the Arasaka family.
Zia: Ah, of course. You must admit I’ve achieved more in a shorter time and at a younger age than Yorinobu. Though, he and I do have many things in common, dragons and all. Takemura “sama”, if you would have come here in Yorinobu’s, name I do believe I would have been more opened to cooperation.
Goro: This is my last warning.
Zia: Alright. No more talk about them. I’ll be more lenient. I apologize. Back to the subject at hand. We are not guilty of anything. I presume that the only thing that can now happen is for us to meet in court.
Goro: It is up to Arasaka-sama to decide that, but it is probable. You also will be accused of theft.
Zia: Theft? We’re thieves and assassins? Ah, you insult us.
Goro: The dashi dragon. You stole a dashi dragon that was the property of Arasaka.
Zia: A dashi dragon? It does fit our aesthetic and branding, but I don’t see it anywhere.
Goro: It is right behind you.
Zia: Ah that old thing? It must have floated up here on its own.
Goro: You are mocking me again.
Zia: Perhaps a little… I can cooperate in my own way. By offering you a place among us. You’d be an exceptional addition to our ranks. You wouldn’t even have to change the colour scheme of your clothes.
Goro: I see there is no reasoning with you. You’re accused of assassination attempt and theft.
Zia: If I give you the dragon back will the theft part be annulled? Assassination on its own sounds better.
Goro:…
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transingthoseformers · 9 months
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I am picturing so many shenanigans.
Listen since they are referencing G1 so much it doesn't start as Dinobot/Dinosaur Island but Shockwave is left alone too long and he finally checked out the human internet spoke to one nerd a little too long and was sent Jurraisic Park and now there are dinosaurs.
The JazzWaveProwlTara family just wake up to Starscream shouting about this and ready to wring his neck while clutching a whining baby T-Rex who is gnawing on his hand. They have dinosaurs now. Shockwave did careful research not to affect the environment and everyone is fascinated. Swindle turns into a moneymaking opportunity, and they have their own instagram and followers. The T-Rex is named Rexy via internet vote.
The next disaster is Breakdown getting the boot and towed in Kentucky and they have to break him out before he gets uncovered because he's banned from the state after several incidents at the racing rink. Which is when, with Tara's holoform, the Cassettes, and Jazz, they also find Bumblebee arrested too and call the Autobots to pick him up.
Deadlock shows up and Starscream and them think they are fucked because he didn't part from them on good terms to say the least but he appears as a plus one to Ratchet. Who everyone says "I thought you died??" to only for her to roll her eyes and Deadlock to follow behind besotted and threatening.
Jazz and Prowl are thrilled by the reunion and everyone gets a check up.
Thundercracker shows back up and, as part of their attempt to ease tensions, makes a documentary about it. It is supposed to be a serious demonstration of compliance and their history and it is, but it has a lot of parts with Decepticons being silly, baby nonsense, and Shockwave making unholy abominations because he manages to sneak a read of the Emberstone and while he was banned from making more dinosaurs making babies is clearly allowed so part of the documentary is his announcing Specimen Zero escaped and can fly and a very loud shout from Starscream of "YOU MADE A DRAGON!" and Shockwave saying,"I made a protoform." and then having to pull a biting baby Predaking from the trees. All this broken up by snippets of Trine Reunion drama as Thundercracker brought their human partner Marissa and their pet dog.
Everyone is deeply invested in the Decepticon Reality Television and there's a whole following about Breakdown's 'secret boyfriend' while Bee sweats nervously in the background.
The Maltos have definitely watched.
More serious thought though occur, of them receiving a message on a Decepticon frequency saying, "Calling all Decepticons. Calling all Decepticons stationed on Earth. Your hailing signal has been received. Assistance en route. Lord Galavatron's ship the Revenge en route."
That would be adorable as fuck!
I wholeheartedly blame Shockwave for why there are dinosaurs in rescue bots so naturally naturally he's cloning them back here too (plus side: the sparklings playing with fluffy raptors?) Tarantulas helped him and they called Nighty as a consult on occasion because that'd be adorable
Plus arguably blah blah blah we can't clone back dinosaurs because the dino DNA is too broken to work with but we can make new dinosaurs example the chickensaurus project that's considering a little ✨out there✨ by the paleontological community and the ethics of bringing a new species into the world as a novelty animal blah blah blah Riot being a downer about dinosaurs time over
Yessss on Rexy the Instagram Star.
"What were you two idiots thinking"
"Bold for you to assume we were thinking Jazz"
Dratchet Dratchet Dratchet Dratchet Dratchet
Deadlock and Ratty have the coolest "how we met is a long story" story ever don't they, and I feel like it's connected to Deadlock finding Ratchet hurt and returning the favor from yOU GUESSED IT THE DEAD END CLINIC ^w^
Also interesting to see the "Ratchet may or may not be dead" theory
Thundercracker our beloved, he's trying ultimately but everyone's making the docuseries silly goofy silly goofy
Shockwave babygirl that there is a decision alright
Adorable
Yes
I imagined tfe Predaking is a lot smaller than we see him in tfp, he's little (well little by cybertronian standards) and he's technically a Terran because I say so and that'd be adorable as fuck (if Nightshade can scan an owl statue for an altmode can't Predaking do similar?)
Ah yes Thundercracker meeting the trine and learning Nova Storm has taken his place in the trine (he's okay with this naturally, it was him who left) so he's excitedly introducing Marissa and Buster
Yes, everyone is so invested
Look I just had to make various in universe tags for this stuff
#Breakbee4life, #DRT, #DeceptiDinos, #RattyIsBack, #DoYouBelieveInDragons, #TrineReunionDrama, #Decepticon, #DeceptiFails, #Rexy, and probably more. Definitely more. This shit is popular on social medias and Megatron is having so many emotions and opinions about the clusterfuck that this is but deep down he's just a little proud that they're settling into a domestic ish post war rhythm.
Wait
Wait oh no
Galvatron oh no
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kagayakukagavaku · 1 year
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This is such a stupid joke LOL
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Today’s @wolfstarmicrofic for the prompt timid is, well, I don’t know. This is for @squintclover because our short convo yesterday wouldn’t leave me alone all night so, er, have some Wolfstar on Strictly Come Dancing *hides*
Sirius is standing facing the wall of mirrors, his back against the door as he stretches long limbs, working out the tension over his shoulders. He stops as the door opens, turning around to face the gangly man who enters.
He’s all arms and legs, slim and tall and, Sirius readily admits to himself, fucking hot, although he sort of knew that already. Brown curls fall softly around his face, amber eyes that dart nervously around the room and Sirius can see him startle a little as he sets eyes on the mirrors. 
When Sirius had been told he’d be paired up with Remus Lupin, author and former child actor who had disappeared from the public eye years ago, he’d been quietly curious. He’d googled him, of course, but the man had been doing his best to keep out of the public eye since the television show he’d been on got cancelled a good 15 years ago. He’d written books since then, Sirius knew that much even though he hadn’t read any of them.
”Sirius Black?” Remus asks, voice soft and deep but there’s a trace of a quiver over the words, a hint of nerves. 
Sirius smiles broadly as he walks over to him, savouring the way Remus’ eyes linger on him. He knows he looks good, soft trousers slung low on his hips, tank top that’s clinging to his chest and abs, showing off his muscular arms and his tattoos, hair carefully tied back to keep it out of his face. He holds a hand out, smiling as Remus’ takes it and shakes it firmly.
”Remus! Welcome, glad you found the room okay.”
”Yeah, there were…signs…” he says, a little awkwardly, and Sirius hides a smile.
”Yeah, they’re good like that, signs,” he smiles then, a little wider as he notices the slight tinge of pink on the other man’s cheeks, letting the silence stretch for a moment before he takes pity on him. ”Anyway, welcome, I’m Sirius, as you know, and I’ll be your partner this season. Have you watched a lot of Strictly before? Know what you’re getting yourself into?”
”Er,” Remus says, rubbing a hand nervously at the back of his neck, ”not really. I mean, I know what the show is but I’m not exactly a fan,” he pauses, then adds awkwardly, ”sorry.”
Sirius barks out a laugh, shaking his head, ”No worries, mate. It’s simple enough, you’ll work it out. The show, I mean, the dancing…we’ll work through that bit together. So how come you decided to be on it, if you’re not a fan?”
”My publicist,” Remus mutters, ”she seems to think I need to ’raise my profile’,” he grimaces as he does the air quotes and Sirius chuckles, feeling himself warm to the man.
”Full disclosure, though,” Lupin continues, looking partly embarrassed and partly amused, ”I’m tall and awkward and I’ve got two left feet so you’ve got your work cut out for you, I don’t know how much fun this’ll be.”
Sirius lets his gaze rake over the timid looking man, an edge to his smile as he leans a little closer, purposefully dropping his voice a little as he lets his fingertips linger on the other man’s arm, relishing to see the blush deepening slightly, ”Oh, I think we’ll have plenty fun.”
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rist-ix · 2 years
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I didn’t even know Petyr Baelish and Sansa Stark was a pairing I’d like and I’m obsessed because of you! Do you like more fics from this ship?
I’m nothing if not a bad influence, so here are some more!
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2dayihaveaheadache · 1 year
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New Obikin snippet. A tiny scene from College/University AU, in which bookish lit professor Kenobi met Anakin (who is a total Twink and with that absolutely Obi-Wan's type) at a bar. Just as the sun raises, Obi-Wan flees out of guilt (catholic guilt, let's hope he was nice enough to leave a note) and now is faced with his growing affection for the infatuating young man (or more so a looming sexual crisis)
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I do find it hard to realize my true potential And without the right credentials I am lost
A new attraction meant a possible new love and that could only lead to a new heartbreak, sighed Obi-Wan, dwelling on memories of last night’s Twink. 
A knock echoed through his office and tore Obi-Wan out of his thoughts. Office hours, he reminded himself with a smile, grateful for the distraction. The door was opened and a girl entered with confident steps. She was tall for her age, over 5’8. Her bleached hair was braided and formed into two horns on her head – a fashion statement, Obi-Wan guessed. Alternative or Punk or whatever the teens liked nowadays and could combine with Dr. Martens and an excessive amount of black. As an Add-on a couple of the strands had been colored blue to give her some kind of two-tone look. “Ahsoka Tano, my dear.”, he greeted her, smiling with gritted teeth. “How may I help you?”
She was a party beast, known for her excessive drinking and her disaster-attracting behavior. A can of black spray paint was her best friend and together they decorated the walls on Campus with political statements on regular bases. “Fuck the system” or “The system failed us.” seemed to be her favorite ones. Some weeks ago, she had trashed University property with a baseball bat – God knows, where she got it from, probably her brother, he guessed, another nightmarish creature of GenZ – but most importantly she belonged to the 48 students in Obi-Wan’s creative writing course. So, whatever she wanted was now his problem. At least she did not count to the “I-Want-to-kriff-my-father-and-have-no-problem-with-It” Students. Another group of students of his, who paved the way for sleepless nights with their writing – why did father issues need to be romanticized by Pop Culture again? 
“Good afternoon, Professor Kenobi”, she greeted and bowed her head down a bit. Untypical for her usual unruly self, he noted. She fidgeted with her fingers and looked down 0at her black-painted nails as if she was nervous and bottling up something, planning something nefarious in her demonic mind of teenage madness. “I wanted to speak to you as the dean of the English faculty.”, she explained, averting his gaze. 
He raised an eyebrow and took another sip from his tea cup, no need to lose his mind – yet. He wasn’t going to let himself be lured to become some kind of pawn for her weird games. He was not going to let his helpfulness be exploited. “What can I do for you, Ms. Tano? Is this about your exam?”
“No-“, she tried to say but he had already interrupted her and continued talking. Better to keep her distracted before she can open any sort of box of Pandora in his office, he has to clean up behind her. 1“I haven’t corrected them yet so I can assure you I haven’t found anything troubling. I hoped I have stressed that enough in your course, creative writing is a process that unveils us and leaves us vulnerable. Nothing to be ashamed of. I as the supervisor, have no right to play judge of your content, it is more the mistake you make in the way of telling it- ” 
Her bright laughter interrupted his speech and she cringed in her seat as if he had just told her that he believes in extraterrestrials, that are cosplaying as cats on earth. Now that he has the thought - “Sorry, Professor Kenobi, nice words, but we all know that you and your colleague play bingo with our texts.” 
“I don’t know what you are-“, he tried, pushing up his horn-rimmed glasses, straightening his back and brushing off the dust of his jacket, realizing how ridiculous he must look – or more how ridiculous he behaves, dancing around his student as if she is a ticking time bomb. 
“It’s been leaked years ago, no need to play it down, and posted all over the internet.”, Ahsoka laughed and the timidness from before disappeared from her expression. She pulled out her phone and tipped something into the search bar, the black-painted nails clicking against the screen. “Have you never wondered why your rating on ‘Professor 101’ is so catastrophically low?” 
“I just assumed, that it was a natural consequence of my teaching style and the ideals, I project onto my students. A study of the portrayal of the hero figure in 18th-century French literature is not for everybody and therefore I cannot expect maximum grade from all of you.” 
“Here.”, she commented and offered Obi-Wan a look at her phone screen. Twitter was opened and a Tweet with an attached photo could be read. It was by a user named ‘Rex_the_tryannosaurusRex’. What a reliable source, he mocked in his mind, why do I even try to teach them anything? before he looked at the image more precisely. Shame flooded his system. It was an obvious bingo grit sketched lazily onto a sticky note and a high score was marked under it. Nearly all squares in the grit were underlined. That year he had won with everything he had noted down, his high score. 
“Someone has to provide the material to make bets on and who would be better than the supervisor of the creative writing course?”
“Ms. Skywalker, what you are stating is an accusation that should not be made lightly.”, he tried to sound serious – but how can he with cheeks as red as a lobster? 
“Relax, professor.”, she smiled and put the phone back into her leather jacket, which looked awfully familiar to Obi-Wan but he did not dare to think the threat to an end. Wasn’t it the one that he had sneaked his fingers under it to feel the muscled back of –
”Our college is a bit messed up. The lectures are wild, so are our professors and so are we students. In fact, we actually make bets on your bingo game too.” 
“Ahsoka Tano Skywalker, this is-“
“For years I have been betting on you on your victory streak, Professor Kenobi. Your gameplay is easy to analyze and if you ask me, pretty predictable but who cares if this provides me with 8 free beers each semester.”, she continued and ignored him completely. 
“Please-“ 
 “Winning is a simple task to accomplish if somebody would just follow your rules. Make a vertical row with the father issue, at least one spelling mistake in the word abrupt, everybody seems to change the b and p at least once, and ‘end’ written in capital letters at the end of the essay. Bingo, you win!”, she cheered. 
That was a bitter pill to swallow, Obi-Wan told himself and tried to calm down his quickened breathing. The entire student body seemed to have officially lost their mind and loved to drag their professor into their misery. Though examining Ahsoka Tano Skywalker and her cheeky grin, which could only be a portrayal of madness, she seemed to be completely fine with it. She showed symptoms of hysteria and still was caught in her haze of teenage craziness. How has it come that the world did evolve into this?
“You cannot have possibly come to my office hours to humiliate me, Ms. Tano.”, Obi-Wan stated and felt anger coloring his voice, which he tried to suppress by taking another sip from his teacup, the china shaking dangerously. He set it down again with all the grace, that he could manage, and took a long deep breath, just as Qui-Gon explained in his stupid yoga sessions. 
“To be honest, I have come exactly for that. I wanted to humiliate you though not for the silly bingo game.”, she grinned and then added,” This is a little joke between you and me.” 
“What ridiculous other thing have I committed that makes me worthy of your mockery in your opinion?”
The absolute sweetest smile he had ever seen in his life flashed on her face and she asked in an innocent voice of a little girl, “How does it feel like to have fucked my brother?”
... that's the scene. Hope you enjoy!
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stageplayhero · 1 year
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tag overhaul!
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musou-fuuin · 2 years
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She drops to Plat. Ends up matched with Anna who will not stop fucking moaning into the team chat. Has to tell her to shut up several times.
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Finally climbs out of Plat back into Diamond only to be greeted with the same thing from Satori this time.
Solo support queue is hell. She wants to die.
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phoenixcatch7 · 2 years
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I am clinging to the edge of the fnaf fandom by the tips of my nails and it's dragging me in slowly but surely like... Well like an animatronic that wants your corpse. Anyway have a belle security breach au idea.
The virtual reality of U is top of the line vr tech, with millions if not billions of users, each with a unique personally generated avatar. It hosts hundreds of worlds and global events, able to create spectacles impossible in real life.
Naturally, fazbear entertainment would have a huge presence on there, it being so much easier to create, maintain and animate false bodies in the virtual world. They create a mega pizza plex, dressed to the nines in neon and strobes and holograms, and without having to worry about the dangers of npcs turning evil they fill it up with new characters and robotic staff to serve. Even with the many... issues they face with their real world locations, the fazbear name skyrockets, bringing in fame and fortune... And obsessive followers.
One of which is a young woman called Vanessa, who lingers around the pizzaria a little too long for her own safety.
And, years later, a young homeless boy with dreams of performing and government given U earpieces for online education. Or maybe he just stole them.
There's a cool mechanic where visitors can win a ticket to go in freddys body for a time! No one's too sure whether it's an actual avatar with an actual paid performer or just a really good script, but either way glamrock freddy is cool with it. No one really wants to ask his physical counterpart to do the same though, those rumors are NASTY.
Gregory is one of the lucky few, but his scheduled time is when it's getting dark. He steals some pizza out the back of some restaurant for dinner, and enters the virtual world. It's great! It's even better than he imagined! He gets to meet his idol!
But human bodies don't follow into the virtual world.
And the fazbear pizzeria has some worrying rumours.
He's curled up in freddys avatar when something clamps around his neck and
Well.
#Me: isn't it messed up that the souls of murdered children are forced to perform for crowds in the bodies of the things that killed them#Wouldn't it be worse if the body was a world famous performer and not just a small time gimmicky kids restaurant#Security breach location is off the wall pricey there's no way they're not making millions now#Afton proves that souls can get somehow possessed in code? Not sure how but what if we went further with that#It didn't come up but Vanny found a 'sleeping' kid round the back of the pizzaria and dragged him in just in case he'd seen anything#Where he was completely helpless and got eaten#In this au she's moonlighting as a virtual security guard to keep hackers out of the megaplex#Also vanny. She's a cult member which made her vulnerable to Aftons manipulation and now she's a right hand woman chugging the evil juice#Of not entirely willing corruption#Vanny is an anon avatar - she would have to log off to switch accounts#Anyway now poor Gregory is trapped outside reality with no idea what happened to his body and possessing his idol#I really like the idea of both freddys being around at the same time. I think the two possessed kids would get on but I'm not sure how#Security breach being virtual would be such a cool idea though. Not to mention it'd explain how it looks like that. Meta!#Also the idea of a possessed animatronic having to work alongside actual ai animatronics and being treated the same would be...#A not good experience for your self worth and mental health#On the one hand so much angst potential#On the other there is significant potential for crack if Gregory just decides they're people and goes found family#And he gets to perform! On a global stage! With his idols! And gets glamorous living quarters and merch and expensive accessories and -#And there is a computer virus going around corrupting his best friends. He's seen the moon attendant staring through the window at night.#I think the final arc of this au would be freddy/Gregory himself getting sort of hunted by increasingly suspicious ai in the bodies of his#Having to talk and act his way out of situations and avoid vanny - possibly his murderer#While hunting down information on how he died and what's happening outside virtual reality#And possessing souls are ANGRY. He is ANGRY. He is hurting to the point of destruction just like his irl counterpart he is willing to burn#Whoops this is long#Might make it separate posts#long post#fnaf#fnaf gregory#fnaf security breach#security breach
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Y’know I was gonna make a post like “Why is it that the deepest and most moral-philosophical shit I come up with for my writing is always, always in the fanfics that are built on crack concepts” and then rant in the tags some more, like I do, but then as I was typing the tags I looked at them and realized
Wow. I would never say this to another person.
Literally realized I was being unnecessarily judgmental towards myself for something I would hold against literally no other person by just... reading my own tumblr tags. What the fuck.
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I really don't think that any version of Rose and the Doctor would have kids (I'm not talking about the duplicate), BUT I do like angst and the whole concept that before Jack and Torchwood Three, Torchwood had declared "if it's alien, it's ours," I'm interested in a hypothetical nightmare AU where Rose is on the run (in the prime universe or Pete's world) because if Torchwood claims all things alien, just what would they do to get their hands on a part-Gallifreyan kid.
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vonlipvig · 10 months
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bill, the tribe has spoken
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...well now I am adding the TFE JazzProwlWave+Tara fic to the docket.
I feel like Prowl and Soundwave wouldn't initially be interested in each other, but eventually get along. Soundwave and Tarantulas are very neutral but Jazz is determined to befriend her Prowl's first love and eventually Tara stops bristling and they get on friendly.
Tarantulas is ready to be the most attentive Dad ever and is very excited about the polycule babies. Post babies Soundwave and he start to warm to each other more.
Definitely picturing a Santuary Station situation in a place mostly uninhabitable. Maybe some place similar to Snake Island? A deal for space as long as the land and animal population is maintained and trespassers are removed.
Okay I love inspiring crackfics via my crack thoughts
That's gotta turn out so interesting
Oooooo yesss on the island thing! I can see that in general being a deal for some decepticons? Maybe? The idea that they get some territory of their own is interesting, and probably would help prevent negative human/mech interactions
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