What If This Scene Was… Queerer……. Love These Guys And Their Constant Bisexual Lighting

Me when I'm being cringe and self indulgent

You brought us together. The only one who can answer that question is you lol

One of my friends is endeavoring to become a human-run pornbot blog.

I encourage you to block him while you can /friendly /but seriously save yourselves /he's a chronic illness of a blogger

Who needs sleep when Ive had 2 large iced coffees and 2 bowls of coffee ice cream... Its all coming together.

Stobotnik doodles~

Territorial.

Do it for HIM but the 'it' is murder.

Stobotniks All three Robotniks thinking 'Wow these people are so weird... Thank god im the normal one.'

The eras

Lovingly married Stobotnik. (Hypothetical S4 Ivo wearing his old Stone-patched jacket like a bathrobe)

Ivo tests if hes still got it. (Easy Mode)

Something something they’ve taken over me life. Have an art dump several months in the making 🪨🥚

supple-MENTAL am I right-

I love how fast Jon spiraled between seasons

Steampunk Stobotnik Emperor/Guard Au!!!

(credits to @kerbubbles and @starburstsobsessions for bouncing ideas around with me in the stob server!!!)

Concept:

Ivo Robotnik, not having been born into royalty and seemingly appearing out of nowhere with no records or found knowledge of his existence, becomes emperor just with his high IQ and steampunk inventions. Guard Stone, who was serving the previous ruler, upon meeting Ivo Robotnik and witnessing what his inventions can do, immediately becomes enamoured and switches up/potentially assists Ivo in his takeover.

First meeting:

Guard Stone is present when Ivo is showing off his creations to the current Emperor maybe(?) and whilst the Emperor sees Robotnik’s inventions as a potential threat, Stone is just stood there in awe at what he’s seeing in front of him. However, the Emperor rejects Robotnik’s offer to “partner” up or something which Ivo very clearly gets annoyed and potentially aggressive over so Stone, breaking out of trance, thinks quickly on his feet and snaps into action, offering to escort Robotnik off the premises but actually just wanting to get a chance to talk to him on his own. Whilst Stone is doing so he starts up a conversation with Ivo, about how brilliant his creations are and how wrong the Emperor is for rejecting them, to which Ivo is at first cautious about what this random guard (in his eyes) intentions are, but as the conversation goes on he himself becomes slightly intrigued in the potential of having this Guard on his side is and a direct line to the throne/Emperor.

Extras:

They have secret meetings to scheme, which includes Stone relaying information to Robotnik about events the Emperor will be partaking in, business meetings, socials etc, and him coming up with plans to bring the Emperor’s reputation down, whilst boosting his own reputation in the process.

In the kingdom, between the other guards, there is a rumour going around that Guard Stone has “found himself a lover” because of the occasional sightings of him seen walking around the palace/kingdom at very early or very late hours.

After some time goes by, Stone sneakily starts suggesting places to meet-up that can be considered romantic, but whilst Ivo’s IQ is incredible, he is too busy coming up with their next scheme to notice.

California quail?

Critter

sonic x shadow

Sleepy stobotnik + a few more heartfelt endeavors <3

I, PeriPerson, shuffle onto the stage and awkwardly tap the mic. The crowd recoils as it rings for a moment. I clear my throat.

“It’s my three year anniversary of posting on ao3,” I say. I am met with silence.

“Didn’t you only post five fics last year?” someone asks from the audience.

I desperately try to change the subject by going into a heartfelt speech about how much JRWI means to me and how Riptide changed me, both as a writer and as a person. The crowd doesn’t take the bait. They’re getting restless. They demand to know why I barely write anymore.

“I graduated high school and started college this year,” I plead. “It’s been a busy time fore me.”

This does not satiate them either. They’re getting closer to the stage now; it’s the make or break moment.

“You wanna see Chip and Gillion making out?”

Silence once again falls over the room. Then, deafening cheering. I bow as roses are tossed on stage. The crowd picks me up and carries through the streets on a throne. I realize the streets are actually a tumblr blog. I have a tumblr account now.