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blindpawdoo · 5 months

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#stray #stray game #stray clementine #stray momo #artwork #stray robots #stray doc #clementine x momo #stray clemomo

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senia-ria · 4 months

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CLEMOMO CLEMOMO CLEMOMO CLEMOMO OR BONOCLEM BONOCLEM(Bonobot x Clementine) OR JUST CLEMMY

I appreciate the enthusiasm!! Here's some (platonic OR romantic) Clemomo!!

Happy new year Stray fandom!!!

#stray game #stray momo #stray clementine #I don't personally ship them bc headcannons but it's cute #stray clemomo

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rice-ppang-art · 2 years

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Drew two of my favorite outsider (tbh I kinda ship them don't judge me 🥰)

#stray game #stray art #stray fanart #stray clementine #stray momo #Momo x clementine #Clementine x momo #clemomo

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kittyswags · 9 months

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FINALLY. I FINALLY DREW THEM.

and Clem’s little paw beans because yes

#kitty scribbles #YEAH I’VE HELD OFF DRAWING THEM FOR SO LONG #This is the ship i’m ill about in stray. them.. I LOVE THEM SO MUCH #it’s the pain of ‘I havent seen her in 25 years’ trope #but little momo is just living in his apartment like SNIFFSNFJS I miss my wife Doc :(#also catified #stray game #stray fanart #momo stray #clementine stray #catified #art #fanart #clemomo #clementine x momo #stray clementine #stray momo

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dwinterwolf · 1 year

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I present to you a little waltz as celebration of their sweet sweet reunion :)

aka my "big project"

#stray #stray 2022 #stray game #stray fanart #stray clementine #clementine stray #clemomo #clementine x momo #momo x clementine

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thedreamcrosser · 1 year

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My Clementine

A Momo X Clementine short fic…

Based on this song (Thank You @rubynmax1 for the inspiration ✨):

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I’ve been changing

But the burning stays the same

What can I do to tame the heat of this fire

Forever saving

The remnants of a love

Like ancient stories told from another time

Eternally painted on my mind

Momo is definitely not the same bot he was before his friends left. He became as thoughtful as Zebathizar, time alone gave him that. He studied up on Doc notes and gained a better understanding of technology because of him.

But Clementine still gave him that deep fire he could not snuff out. How could he, when he felt like it was kept in a lantern at his core. He used it to study her passion, the outside. His passion as well, but she was the one that originally stoked it hotter the moment they met. Now he could not get her out of his mind, no matter how hard he tried.

What didn’t help was that he still had sketched a picture of her on a fresh canvas, self-made before her flight with the others to the sewers. Here he was, in front of it, staring at it, as if doing so would make his situation feel better. Like as if his fight with her never happened, and she was here having conversations with him.

Color it gray

Until I forget you

Like I never met you,

My dearest Clementine

Throw it away

But close enough to you

Cause although I hate you

I will still fall in love my

Clementine

He put down his coffee can and leaned his elbows on his knees and began to study the sketch on the easel in front of him. Here he was, on his couch, trying to paint again; trying to get some kind of happiness back into him. But the only canvas fit for painting at the moment was this sketch, and he had nothing to trade to get a fresh one. Looking at the grayscale watercolor palate on the stool nearby he picked it up and began to paint.

Painting had been his pastime, as long as he knew Clementine. The problem was that he wanted to forget her, maybe never even have met her if he could. This pain was a bit too much to bear. Having her be his muse in the past did not help his situation either, thoughts of her still being across the room burned in his mind like the complicated hatred and admiration living in his core.

Every time

If you’re fading

Honey, i’ll be fading too

Darling i don’t even know who i am

Without you

Forever waiting

Times never wasted and still

I find myself growing old over you

You came in a dream you touched the depths of mind

Oh no no no

How could he hate her when he was the one at her side when things became grim? When the mission did not go right, he was there. At first, it was to just be there for her, then hold her hand, then she was there to hold him. When she made the first move it felt so right, to be held by her. He expected butterflies in his system, but all he got was a peaceful contentment. Like he fit right next to her like a puzzle piece.

How long has it been since he last saw her? She has been such a part of his life to the point where they even thought the same. But he should not be thinking about that, he told himself as he finished up painting her dark screen. He wants to forget her. He added a bit of water to his brush and filled her casing.

Color it gray

Until i forget you

Like I never met you,

My dearest Clementine

Throw it away

But close enough to you

Cause although i hate you

I will still fall in love my

Clementine

“Alright, you can turn on your eyes now.” He could remember her saying with her sweet bliping voice a long time ago. She had led him to a secluded place he had never been before, a green house nesseled between buildings; lit aglow with grow lights. It was warm inside, and not just because she was there.

He remembered seeing her standing in front of him holding a small potted tree, filled to the brim with beautiful orange orbs that he had never seen before.

“What? I have never seen such a marvelous thing!” He marveled at the plant, leaning down to get a better look while she held it up with pride.

She winked at him. “I am told they are named after me; well, I am named after them. Clemetine’s if you will.”

“It only seems fitting, your beautiful!” His eyes became as wide as hers when he said those words. He tried to recover “ I mean, their beautiful! Oh bot…”

Laughter poured out of her as he felt her hip bump against his. “You don’t look too bad yourself, dumpling!”

Later he learned that the word dumpling was an old human term of endearment. Mostly for lovers. He remembered how overheated he became when he found out. At that moment he had to know for certain if it was true or not.

Every time

Always

No matter how hard i try

My Clementine

Everytime (hoo)

He had to find her. Peeking into her apartment he saw his friends, all busy with Outsider work. She was the only one that looked his way, smiling at him. Seeing this as the perfect opportunity to squeeze in and interrupt her he found his place on the stool she was standing next to and placed his hands on her hips. “I found out what you meant by “dumpling”, Clementine. You love me, don’t you? Like… more than friends?”

A smirk animated her face as she leaned over to tip his hat over his screen. She tossed it to the other side of the room as she climbed into his lap. A bit confused he stutters, “Clem? What are you-”

“Cle-hmmp!” He beeped as she leaned in and smothered his face with kisses, hands clenched around the collar of his jacket. His hands failed to find a place to hold the two of them and they both toppled to the floor. Clementine, however, did not care and continued to kiss him, proud to call his rainbow face hers.

Color it gray

Until I forget you

Like I never met you,

My dearest

My dearest Clementine

Color it gray

Until I forget you

Like I never met you,

My dearest Clementine

Throw it away

But close enough to you

Cause although I hate you

I will still fall in love my

Clementine

How he wished he could go back and live that moment over and over. He wished it could still be real, but instead he was stuck with the words he regretted on loop in his head.

“Are we even sure that the outside is even real?”

He admitted that in those last days he was not quite himself, stressed beyond belief. All of the pressure from finding a way out, trying to be brave, and the fear of doubts arising got to him, and he snapped.

The couple had a blowout that the whole neighborhood heard, he would have not been surprised if the Guardian came in to shut them both up himself. As soon as he said his last words she stopped and walked out of his apartment without a word.

Words were barely said between each other when they finally got the call from Midtown. The upper level was actually populated, but while his team had elation he had dread. Another mission that would probably turn sour…

She talked to him the last day, but he was so emotionally tired and worn he could not get much of a word out. He was mad that she would do such a thing to people, bringing them into dangerous areas that could get them killed, all based on a theory.

That was the day she left with Zbalthizar and the caravan for the sewers. He only wished he had the bravery to join on his own boat, let alone have the drive to continue to find a way out.

Every time

Always

No matter how hard I try

My Clementine

Every time (hoo)

You’re always on my mind.

He filled in the background to the last corner; her face, although neutral, popped out from the gray background. She was still there, in his mind as much as she was in his head. Picking up the painting he walked over to the trash can, ready to throw her out of his mind for good.

He hovered there. Who was he kidding? He could not get over her no matter how hard he tried. Tilting it up to the light he gave her one last look and walked the painting to his bed, being careful to not let the beaded curtain smudge it.

He made up his mind. He had to try again. He had to be brave. He had to be there for his friends like they had been there for him, especially her. Placing the painting on the bed to dry he turned to the transmitter near the television.

He will try again. He had to see them, to hear them, to see her. If not, he would gain clarity knowing his friend's fate.

Time to be brave, ready or not.

Again, go to @rubynmax1 to see the art that inspired this fic!

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monitorchakas · 2 years

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SAD MOMO MONDAY

#stray momo #sad momo Monday #clemomo

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bluezeri · 2 years

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I'm not a huge fan of ships but saw your cute ship art of Momo and Clem on Multi's blog and your tag of poly Outsiders and I'm like, 'okay, you convinced me'. Thank you for the enlightenment

HELL YEAH im glad to have brought u into the brainrot w the rest of us >:DDD seriously tho im glad u enjoyed it :DDD

#stray #stray game #stray 2022 #poly outsiders #stray poly outsiders #momo x clementine #clemomo

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blindpawdoo · 7 months

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THEY SOOOO 100%