#admin au

Ahahaha yeah they still exist

He still chooses to knock on cDream's wooden door, chooses gentle coaxing over threats, chooses to sit outside for hours. A small favor on his part, giving cDream the personal space he so desperately needs to muster the resolve to escape.

After running a thorough diagnosis on his body, SMG3 and SMG4 found that there was an anti-virus preventing the purple-clad vessel from leaving. No matter how SMG3 tried to remove his soul from the robot, he would hit a wall every way he went. 

If SMG3 had lungs, he would be hyperventilating right now. But even in a body made of metal and bolts, he felt panic overtake his mind, bubbling up from the depths and rising. He grabbed onto the frame of Mod’s head, struggling to ground himself. But the memories  of that time flashed before his vision, threatening to drown out everything else.

“No… no no no NONONONO! This– this can’t be happening again!”

He felt his knees buckle, and he hunched over. His new holographic wings folded in on themselves, shielding him from the world. “I can’t be trapped again! LET ME OUT, LET ME OUT, LET ME OUT-”

“Hey!”

The voice that broke through his deafening mental cries was concerned but firm and grounding, almost neutral. He felt two gloved hands grasp his shoulders, holding him in place. 

“Focus on my voice.”

He strained to focus, scrabbling for his sense of control. He hated feeling vulnerable.

“You’re not back there. You’re out here. With me. Totally different situation.”

Despite not needing to breathe (he couldn’t anyway in this body), SMG3 forced his shoulders to relax as if he had taken a deep breath.

“You’ve escaped before. You can do it again.”

SMG3 remembers reality. That’s right, he’s just possessing a robot, on the streets in another world. This isn't the first time he's been through something like this. He's a fighter. And... he's not a alone.

“That’s right, you’re the one in control right now. You’re not helpless anymore.”

After what seems like hours, SMG3 can finally properly see. He sees SMG4 in front of him, still holding his shoulders. He isn’t wearing his usual wide, open grin. His mouth is set in a straight line. To anyone that doesn't know SMG4, his face looks almost expressionless, but SMG3 knows a serious SMG4 when he sees it. He can see it in how his brow is slightly furrowed in concern. Concern for his partner in crime.

“...Alright alright. I’m fine. I’m good now.” He looked away, slightly flustered, and quickly pushed himself to his full height.

“Thought so!” And just like that, that annoying smile was back on SMG4’s face, as if nothing had ever happened at all. He knew that both of them preferred it that way.

“Now, as for your sticky situation…” SMG4 said, getting back down to business. "I have come up with the perfect solution!"

With a snap of his fingers, SMG4 summoned his mallet. “I’ll just break you out!”

“...What-”

“Hold still, Three!”

“WAIT WAIT WAIT TIME OUT!” SMG3 backed up and waved his hands in front of his face as SMG4 cocked back his mallet. “What if you kill me too?! We have no idea what happens if this host dies with me in it!”

“Oh you silly, you’ll live! Like always! Only the host dies, remember?”

“BUT THIS ONE HAS A BUILT-IN ANTIVIRUS.”

“And it will be destroyed with the host too! Now c’mere-”

“GET AWAY FROM ME-”

Right before SMG4’s mallet could connect, the eyes on the screen became blue again and the robot’s hand shot out and grabbed the handle. 

“Aw not you again-”

Officer Mod held his wide yellow gaze with her own emotionless stare. “Like I said, I will be alerted of any crimes, and violence against an officer is-”

“-illegal, I KNOW!" SMG4 was starting to get exasperated. It was not a good look for him. "But since you're here, listen up! If you don’t want to get smashed, let my partner go and we’ll consider sparing you!” 

Sorry if this was long, I couldn't help it, and I've been looking forward to writing this one!

Submission Post

Admin au snippet: Romeo gets frustrated with one of the scavengers the group comes across on their travels to find Elizabeth in the Underneath.

Headcanon that the angrier he gets the more stereotypically British he sounds (me at any given point basically)

I got bored a few months without any fresh ideas... so I drew few of my Puzzles interacting with others' Puzzles in my spare time. Experimenting how my Puzzles would interact with certain others' Puzzles.

My Puzzles, Princess, interacting with DIP ( @4thwallbreakerinjail ) They honestly look like foils or counterparts, ha ha! (more info on the image description)

With the news of the second Tumblr s3xymen (chuckling in disbelief for word choice) competition for all Puzzles AUs, I took time to do a silly doodle interaction of Pharaoh Puzzles by @thestuffiesheadquarters ( @pharaoh-puzzles-au ) and Him, my Dark Cheshire Puzzles. What I imagined if those two interacted. Plus, this clip sort of reminded me of it, albeit loosely. (I hope I didn't offend nor made Pharaoh different as he is, if I do, I apologize. I also missed drawing his other arm, lol) As much as I want to see Him in the competition, he's not the Puzzles I selected to partake (neither is Princess), which I'll say who in either a reblog or propaganda poster.

Thingy I did for the Admins AU 🩵💚

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