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sbk-zgvlt · 2 years ago

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Hello :3

I have sum new idea upon thee... But it's chap 6 spoilers, so :v

What if, in an attempt to be closer to the Fae nation(and mednd things well in case of an overBlot crisis in the valley of thorns), STIX recruits Sebek before Lilia and Malleus can. So like Sebek trains to be a bodyguard/agent and is absolutely devoted to his cause of protecting. As he gets older, he even helps with training a program to the robo-guards.

And Idia kinda meets and befriends Sebek during all this. Bonus points if Sebek got to also meet the real and alive Ortho before the incident :v

So imagine NRC. First years lining up to be sorted. Lilia hears Sebek speaking his name to the mirror and it's all like 'Huh, that's the guy we wanted to recruit then'. They didn't recruit anyone else then(cuz no one had that spark Sebek had), so it was only Lilia, Malleus and Silver.

Imagine proud lil Sebek dashing through to see Idia and tell him where he ended up. Man had NRC map on him(courtesy of Ortho) so he didn't get lost at all. Idia warns him: Malleus is very powerful and he needs to respect him.

Cue Lilia and Malleus thinking they could still recruit Sebek and train him. Because STIX had the whole NDA thing, Sebek can't tell a soul (besides Idia and Ortho) he has to either accept or find the most wierd and outlandish excuses to not attend, in fear he will send Silver to the hospital in one punch :v

Also Sebek owns firewapons... Just cuz Why not :v

Oh this is so unique wtf/pos

Alright if Sebek saw the real and alive Ortho before the incident then he's gotta be YOUNG young. Alright back from checking the wiki apparently Ortho has remembered memories from 11 years ago which would make him 5. So.

Sebek was 5 when he met Idia and Ortho. Idia and Ortho were 7 and 5 respectively.

After a huge fight between his mother and his grandfather, he runs off into the forest. Most fanon works say that Sebek met Diasomnia when he got lost in the forest. I have used this popular headcanon myself for the Sebek Chime au so he WOULDN'T meet Diasomnia. But what if there was a third route to be taken?

Sebek runs off into the forest, with no destination in mind. All he knows is that it's LOUD and he likes being loud but he doesn't like the loud that's coming out from his mama and grampa, make it STOP-

He falls to his knees, letting the tears fall down for a bit, giving himself the chance to be vulnerable before he wipes them away and thinks that it would be unbecoming of him. Then he realizes that he's in the middle of an unrecognizable part of the forest.

He's lost.

Sebek panics, and it worsens when he suddenly hears a loud, animalistic wail. Despite his instincts telling him to "RUN AWAY." he searches for the source of the noise. He ends up in a large, grassy field...part of it covered in a weird, black substance and fresh blood.

He looks up in shock, as he finally sees a large blot phantom being captured by a bunch of STYX guards. Sebek can see a weird figure of a human, covered in the blot and desperately trying to escape from the guards. Without thinking, Sebek rushes in and pushes a guard away. The blot-covered human suddenly grabs Sebek by the wrist and-

He wakes up in a weird facility. Two young boys with flaming, blue hair watch him from the other side of a glass wall. Sebek screams out of fear, before trying to cover it up by loudly demanding that they reveal their intentions and bring him back home.

And this is how Sebek Zigvolt meets the Shrouds.

He's eventually let out from his room, but Idia explains that they can't let him go. Sebek huffs, demanding "WHY NOT!?" and getting in a scuffle with Idia before Ortho stops it. Sebek stomps off, and gets lost once more.

He stumbles upon another room, one with a huge bunch of scientists gathered in front of this large screen. No one has noticed him yet.

"Remarkable." One of them whispers. "This is the first time in centuries that we've been able to capture a Phantom without any complication." Someone snorts. "Just say death, man. We're all adults here. But you're right. The guy was even conscious AND responsive. I've never seen that in all the years I've started working here."

"You've been working here for 3 years, Steve."

"Oh shut up."

"Who's this little trespasser?" A new voice comes into the mix. Everyone jumps in surprise, as the scientists immediately greet the figure with the weird pink helmet (No, Sebek doe snot think that it's COOL and PRETTY SHUT UP).

Sebek tries to escape only for the woman to pick him up. "I heard you got into a little fight with my Idia. Apologies, little croc. I'm sure you're just scared." Sebek sputters out, "S-scared!? THE G-GREAT FUTURE GUARD OF W-WAKASAMA IS NEVER SCARED!"

She hums. Sebek can't see her face, but he feels like she has her brow raised. "Oh? Who's Wakasama?" He gapes at her. "YOU DON'T KNOW WHO THE GREAT MALLEUS IS!?" Everyone gapes at him this time.

"M-Malleus? The Draconia heir?"

"Hmph! Of course! Who else?" The woman huffs, before chuckling to herself. "Come on, little croc. Let me explain what's going on while we walk."

Idia's mom explains why Sebek is here, as he's made contact with a phantom. The thing is, something happened, but the robots that were supposed to take the phantom down were neutralized, recordings of the event completely erased. She says that whatever Sebek did, it resulted to STYX finding the overblotted human unconscious yet alive with the phantom weirdly docile. Or rather, docile enough as long as no one approached.

Eventually, they were able to capture the phantom anyway, and Sebek and the human were transported to STYX to treat whatever wounds they had as well as study what caused the first successful overblot recovery in centuries.

Sebek asks what happened to the human. Mama Shroud says that they're alright, just unconscious for now. For the rest of the walk, he stays completely silent. They enter another room where the Shroud family is.

Dad Shroud, pleased that Sebek has been found, asks if he's alright. The first thing that comes out of Sebek's mouth though is this: "Are the robots unsalvageable?" Idia is the one to answer, saying that they've basically been turned into scraps of metal. Sebek mutters a small, "Oh."

Dad Shroud coughs into his hand, asking Sebek if he had any family that they could notify. Sebek suddenly remembers why he was able to stumble upon the phantom in the first place and suddenly shouts out that NO, THEY SHOULD ABSOLUTELY NOT CONTACT HIS FAMILY. Yet.

The Shrouds reluctantly let Sebek stay for a bit, where Idia and Ortho take up the time to connect with Sebek because Ortho has never interacted with anyone his age before!!!! Idia is forced to come with.

Now, I shall continue this in a reblog for this is too long. Please wait a second.

#sebek zigvolt #twisted wonderland #twst #twst sebek #sebek twisted wonderland #twst sebek zigvolt #my asks!#styx sebek au

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soundcrusher · 2 years ago

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How Hot Rod accidentally took over the Decepticons and became Rodimus

Hah, I did it! I finally finished this mess of a story!

And, honestly, it's pretty serious, until the end. Then it becomes somewhat weird.

Either way, @ut-girl666 and @gaybot-showdown, I hope the both of you will love this.

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Hot Rod should have listened to Kup when he told him to stand back and let Optimus deal with Megatron himself. The tank was his former friend turned enemy after all, but did that stop the young speedster from running towards the two and distract Megatron by engaging into a duel with him when the prime as down? No, it didn’t, and in hindsight, it was still a better idea than letting Megatron kill their leader.

Still, Hot Rod should have done something else, because then he wouldn’t be pinned down underneath Megatron. With the warlord’s weight slowly crushing him as if he was nothing more than a bug. And the worst part? There was no-one who could help him. Not with the Decepticons keeping everyone away, because apparently, if the leader is challenged to a duel, it means that no-one is allowed to interrupt. Something Hot Rod found ridiculous, because everyone’s interrupting Optimus and Megatron when they’re fighting together. What makes his fight with the warlord different?

What the frag did he do, when he yelled, “Hey, buckethead! You, me, one on one! Now!” Was that some kind of codeword for ‘I’m-gonna-kill-that-one-myself”? Or did it mean something else? Maybe he should have listened to Kub when he was explaining some of the Decepticons rules and such, but the lesson was rather boring and Hot Rod had better things to do. There was a race… and he wanted to go racing, not learn about ‘Decepticon’s rules of combat 101’.

Either way, he shouldn’t think about what was, but rather how he’s going to get out of this situation without dying or damaging anything. Which is easier said than done, because Megatron had him pinned and was about to dig his digits into Hot Rod’s optics, when the younger mech remembered his flames. And before Megatron could end his live for good, Hot Rod grabbed his opponent’s arm, giving the warlord a defying glare, before letting his frame heat up. Making sure that Megatron couldn’t escape him until his frame set itself on fire. Burning the tankformer and causing him to let go of the speedster.

But before Megatron could recover, let alone counter Hot Rod’s fiery attack, the smaller mech was already grabbing for the blaster laying near them and fired one shot. A shot that went straight through the warlords spark and caused everyone fighting to stop, as the shock of what happened settled in. At least, until a shrill shriek pierced the eery stillness that has spread across the battlefield.

“MEGATRON HAS FALLEN, I, STARSCREAM, AM NOW THE LEADER OF THE DECEPTICONS!” Although, as the flier landed and looked over his ‘new subjects’, none of them paid him any attention. No. All their optics were directed at the trembling mech who ended Megatron and was currently aiming his blaster at any Decepticon trying to come closer to him.

“Stay back! I’m not afraid to shoot again!” Screamed Hot Rod, and much to his surprise, the Decepticons stopped walking closer. Which the young speedster took as his chance to transform and drive off. Although, he didn’t make it far, because the Constructicons quickly transformed into Devastator and simply picked up the, by now, flailing Autobot at Soundwaves command. “Hey! But me down Decepticreep! I’m not a toy car for you to play with!” But the big mech wouldn’t listen and simply held Hot Rot like a misbehaving robo-kitten, while the smaller mech was doing his best to kick at the giants servo, not caring about if he would fall or not.

And while Devastator was making sure Hot Rod wouldn’t escape, Starscream was in a one-sided screaming match with Soundwave. Demanding to know what the cassette player meant when he said that he, Starscream, was not the new leader of the Decepticons, but rather that stupid Autobot with the obnoxious paint job. To which Soundwave simply shook his head, before commanding the Decepticons to retreat back to Austrotrain and return to Cybertron. Together with the kicking and screaming Autobot, who was quickly tossed into the waiting dripple changer and restrained by Hook and Mixmaster, after Devastator disengaged and turned back into the Constructicons.

And after the last Decepticons made it into Astrotrain, the shuttle took off, while the Autobots could do nothing but stare on and wonder what exactly happened that made them take one of their own and ditch the deactivated remains of their former leader. Something one of the Decepticons took a picture off, because seeing Optimus Prime with his optics as wide as saucers and Ultra Magnus with his jaw on the floor was just too good.

Although, the mood was quickly ruined as the remaining Decepticons started to fight amongst each other, because half of them couldn’t believe that an Autobot defeated Megatron and had a claim to the position of leader, while the other half stood behind their rules. Especially Soundwave and Starscream were at each other’s throats and ready to defend their opinions, when Astrotrain informed them that they might not make it to Cybertron if they didn’t lose and ballast. And with Starscream being Starscream, he suggested to throw out those who were already on their best way to the AllSpark. However, before anyone could grab anyone from the injured, Hot Rod decided to speak up.

“You can’t throw them out.” Said the speedster, while his spoiler lowered ever so slightly in discomfort as everyone stared at him. “I mean… yes, our chances are higher if we ‘dispose’ of them, but they’re your comrades. You CAN’T throw them out, just because they’re hurt.”

“Oh, really now? Didn’t you hear Astrotrain? We’re going to die ourselves if we don’t get rid of the useless ones.” Countered Starscream with one of his insufferable smirks, as he walked closer to the bound Autobot with the intend to throw him out first, but he was stopped by Soundwave. Who was glaring at the second in command through his visor. “Observation: Autobot defeated Megaton in a duel. Conclusion: Autobot new leader. Suggestion: Starscream follows orders.”

“As if I would ever take the order of an insufferable Autobot who knows nothing about us and our faction!” Seethed the seeker, but the communications officer did not move from his spot. Rather, he started to slowly push Starscream back, before addressing the rest of the Decepticons, while Hot Rod is left to bonder on what to do next. Kup might have thought him a few things, but never has he prepared him for this kind of situation. And he doubted that anyone from the Autobots would send someone to rescue him.

Not with them having to deal with the mess Megatron’s troops have caused.

Well, at least he didn’t have to help with the repairs. That was one positive thing in all of this, but the situation was still very bad for him. Especially with Soundwave looking his way every time he tried to move a little bit. And then there were the ones Starscream would have thrown out. They kept on staring at him, as if they owed him something or were expecting him to change his mind after all. So, Hot Rod’s only option was waiting and seeing where this was going. Then again, this whole mess could have turned out worse than he ever expected. But, to his surprise, it didn’t.

And after landing on Cybertron, Hot Rod was forced to learn everything he needed to know as the new leader of the Decepticons. Which not only included how to tell apart each of the Seekers, but also things he was sure not even Optimus had to deal with.

Like, making sure that Starscream wouldn’t poison his energon or make sure a certain big lipped mech wouldn’t go on a needless killing spree. Truly, Hot Rod, who was more known by his new name “Rodimus” by now, had his servos full and it often didn’t leave him any time for his own personal live or hobbies. At least Hook took him fishing sometimes and Soundwave always made sure that he was okay. And then there were all the others he slowly managed to befriend. Like Thundercracker and Skywarp. Which didn’t really come as a surprise to him because they were rather pissed at Starscream for trying to throw them out.

Although, there was also those who still liked him, but utterly unsettled Hot Rod. Like the Insecticons. Hot Rod was sure that the only reason they stayed with him was because he also kept them from being discarded like yesterday’s garbage. And then there was the whole situation with that masked mech. Yea, Hot Rod always made a big circle around that one or backtracked entirely whenever he was close.

However, being liked by some Decepticons and having most of the commanders behind him didn’t mean that there weren’t those who still hated the fact that a former Autobot was now leading them. And next to Starscream’s murder attempts, Hot Rod also had to deal with Decepticons walking up to him and challenging him to a duel. Luckily, he never had to take more than one, but it was still tiring. Especially with the peace treaty meetings he had to attend and that seemed to have dragged on for years now.

Speaking of which, he was currently attending one with Soundwave, Starscream and two other mechs he kind of forgot the names of. Although, one was definitely named something with Lock? Honestly, Hot Rod has never met that guy before and frankly, with the way Lock kept on staring at him right now, he was kind of happy about it. How did Megatron deal with him, or all the other weirdly bloodthirsty Cybertronians in his army?

“Hot Rod, what do you think of our propositions?” Asked none other than Optimus Prime, and Hot Rod found himself groaning internally at having to answer him.

“The name’s Rodimus now, Prime, I thought I told you that before.” Said the young leader, as he grabbed the data-pad containing the peace treaty. Although, he was quick to drop it as soon as he saw that his, and in extend his factions suggestions, weren’t accepted into the newest version. “Seriously? You guys didn’t even once think about adding the stuff we worked hard to compile? Do you know how long it took to actually get everyone to work together?!”

Hot Rod knew that looking impatient or angry wasn’t the best look for a leader, but quite frankly? He didn’t give two fucks about what Optimus, nor the other Autobots thought of him. They lost their rights to judge him the second he heard some of them call him a traitor for joining a faction he never intended to lead. “Like, it was already hard to get their respect, and even now I don’t have it fully. So, them opening up to actually give me suggestions on what they want in this is a huge step!”

“I can imagen Hot… Rodimus. But I cannot allow gladiatorial matches to continue, even if they have limitations and fixer rules than before. Let alone pardon Decepticons who committed crimes.” Optimus looked at the young speedster, searching for understanding, but finding none. No, Hot Rod only grew angrier at the prime before him.

“As if Autobots have never committed crimes!” This time it was Starscream who spoke up, and Hot Rod nodded in agreement.

“Also,” started the young leader, as he folded his servos before him and looked at every Autobot. Giving them a look, he learned while playing a game of earth poker against the Stunticons. “Let’s not forget of who the Autobots and Decepticons are mostly made up. You and everyone attending this meeting knows exactly what I mean, Prime. So, I suggest you better rework the treaty with our suggestions in it before you call me again.”

And with that said, Hot Rod stood up and left the meeting together with his entourage. Keeping up the appearance of a confident leader, but the second they were back on their ship and in their meeting room, Hot Rod quickly collapsed into the nearest chair. Whole frame shaking from the anxiety he felt before and during his talk with Optimus. However, there was also a sense of accomplishment because he just talked with Optimus, fragging, Prime as if he was nothing more than a co-worker with whom he had a simple disagreement. That counted as a win, right? Well, at least it felt like a win to Hot Rod.

But his mental victory parade came to a screeching halt, as he remembered that he wasn’t alone. So, Hot Rod quickly sat back up straight and motioned for everyone present to take a seat. And even as the one named Lock remained standing, the young leader insisted on him to take a seat. “Come on, everyone’s sitting. You should sit too.” Said Hot Rod with one of his winning grins, which only grew wider as Lock finally sat down. Only then did he start the small meeting where they discussed the new developments on the peace treaty and how the meeting with Optimus generally went.

Which gave Starscream another great opportunity to insult Hot Rod, because their young leader, despite having lived with the Decepticons for some years now, was still a former Autobot. And while the second in command started to go on a small rant about how the failures of their peace treaty was clearly Hot Rod’s fault, the former Autobot found himself slowly sinking in on himself. He really did mess up, didn’t he?

Yes, he did manage to get a shaky cease fire between the factions, but apparently, he was doing a really bad job with everything else. And Starscream’s words didn’t hep him either. So, to get his second in command’s attention, Hot Rod slammed his servos down on the conference table and stood up as small flames danced over his arms.

“Okay, I get it. You’re not happy with me being the leader, and you’re not happy with the peace treaty taking so long, but we already have a cease fire. A shaky one, yes, but we have it and I swear on my spark, if you do anything to ruin that, I will personally see to it that someone else is getting your position as my second!” Seethed the young leader. And Starscream was quick to answer, as he himself jumped up. Mimicking Hot Rod by slamming his own servos down on the table, just minus the flames.

“You can’t do that! I’M the second in command of this army, you can’t just take my position and give it to someone else! Who would you even give it to?!” Screeched the seeker.

“I don’t know.” Answered Hot Rod honestly, before a playful smirk formed on his lips, as he crossed his arms over his chestplates while cocking an optic ridge. “But I’m sure that I can find someone. There are enough candidates after all. Like Overlord. I bet he would be a WONDERFUL second in command. He’s quite the politician, isn’t he?”

“YOU WOULD GIVE MY POSITION TO THAT BRUTE!?”

“Oh? He isn’t to your liking? Then how about Shockwave, or maybe I should ask Thrust? I bet he would LOVE to have your job.” Chuckled the young leader, before quickly dodging a shot coming from Starscream. “Alright, alright. You convinced me. I’ll give your job to… hmmm… Lock over there!” And with that said, Hot Rod quickly ran out of the meeting room. Transforming as soon as he was in the halls and speeding off towards his favourite spot on the ship, while listening to Starscream’s offended screeches and Soundwave’s attempts to calm the raging seeker.

Although, something that confused Hot Rod greatly was the sound of another Cybertronian coming after him, or better said, following him as if they were his bodyguard. And low and behold, there was the mech named Something-lock following and keeping up with him. He even seemed to get closer with each second, and the fiery speedster found himself unable to shake his pursuer.

So, he gave up trying, even if he didn’t want to lead Something-lock towards the only spot where he could ever get some peace for himself. Which was basically a simple storage room big enough for two mechs to fight in, but Hot Rod decorated to look and be a lot more comfortable.

And as his pursuer walked into the room, the red speedster was already flopping down on a bean bag chair Soundwave got for him. Kicking his pedes up and resting them on the wonky coffee table he made from some empty oil barrels and an old metal door.

“You know, usually when I leave a meeting like that, I DON’T want to be followed. Hasn’t Soundwave told you that?” Asked Hot Rod, as he pulled out a data-pad from his sup-space and started to read some of the reports on it, before throwing it on the coffee table and groaning. He already did enough work today, Soundwave surely can’t expect him to do more.

Although, he was quick to sit up straight as he saw Something-lock pick up the data-pad and read over it himself. Still with that same and stoic expression he had during their attempt at making a peace treaty with the Autobots and their meeting afterwards. Although, Hot Rod soon enough could spot a small smirk on his unwelcomed guest, and it made him vary.

Usually, Decepticons only got those smirks when thinking about attacking someone, or shortly before he had to duck and roll out of harm’s way. But it seemed like Hot Rod’s worries weren’t needed, because Something-lock started to laugh, after finishing the reports.

“You really beat up Overlord with a metal bat?”

“I… ehm… yea?” Okay, Hot Rodd was confused. Like, seriously confused, because he was expecting the other to attack him, not commend on one of his duels. “Granted, the metal bat only came after I already did some damage with my fire, and I didn’t really ‘beat him up’. I just… hit him with it? But don’t ask me how I did it because I have no idea. According to my own calculations, I should have lost. Like, I shouldn’t even be here right now. I should be a smudge on the ground, or worse.”

“But you still did it.” Stated Lock, before sitting down cross legged on the other side of the coffee table. “Not many can say that they managed to survive one of Overlord’s fights, let alone beat him… with a metal bat.”

Hot Rod couldn’t help but groan. He specifically told Soundwave that this duel shouldn’t be as well documented as the others. Not only because he feared of what his challenger would do, if he found out that everyone could read up about their fight, but also because it wasn’t a big deal. There were many he had to duel with, especially at the start of his leadership, and it wasn’t anything special.

And yet, he could see the interest in Lock’s optics and that small, curved up smirk as he commented on how modesty didn’t suit a Decepticon leader. Which in return got another groan from Hot Rod, as he got up from his bean bag and walked over to a big chest. “If I show you the bat, will you drop the issue and leave it be?” He asked, and found himself repressing yet another groan as soon as he saw Lock’s smirk.

“Maybe?

“Well… good enough for me.” Was all the speedster said, as he pulled out a hot pink metal bat littered with small white flowers and the face of a cat with a bow. And dangling from the hilt of the bat by a chain was the exact same bat, only human sized. “Here, this is it, the weapon.”

“… Why is there a cat on it and how did you get that?” Asked Lock, and Hot Rod blinked at him slowly, before shaking his head. “It’s Hello Kitty, a very popular little cat and… I got it from a human child who’s very dear to me. Well, I got the small bat from him as a joke, and Soundwave got me the bigger one, after seeing it.”

“And you decided to keep it, because?”

“Because they were gifts from my friends. I would never throw away something I got from them.” Was all he said, as he put the bat back in its place, before returning to his own. And after that, it was quiet. But not in an uncomfortable way, but rather something aching to what it was like when Hot Rod spend time with his Autobot friends. Which got him thinking about the past years and how much he’s missing out by being here, rather than with them.

Although, even if he went back now, Hot Rod doubts that he would even be welcomed. His former friends and comrades made it clear that they didn’t trust him anymore, and if that’s how it is, then Hot Rod… no… Rodimus didn’t need them.

“By the why, what’s your name? I didn’t really catch it when you showed up.”

“Deadlock.”

“Nice to meet you Deadlock, I’m Rodimus.”

#transformers #transformers au?#yea; definitely an au borrowing from g1 and mtmte...#honestly #this is just one big mess I wrote; because I could #tw character death #if I should add more trigger warnings; please let me know #hot rod/rodimus #soundwave #starscream #megatron #Optimus Prime #deadlock/drift #overlord gets mentioned #hot rod tries his best; okay?#also; I managed to fit in the hello kitty baseball bat #are you proud of me?

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chknbzkt · 1 year ago

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Even more Ruin spoilers under the cut:

I had a massive brain moment about how Moon and Sun’s virus works, how it affects them both and how it’s managed to isolate them from the rest of the bots and each other!

I’m thinking back on Moon’s dialogue, just how spiteful and angry at Sun he is, it’s far more obvious than in Security Breach because he’s too busy to playing cat and mouse with Gregory to really elaborate further. And of course Sun is obviously Not pleased at the idea of letting Moon out at all, Moon clearly has a reputation for doing… something. Perhaps many somethings, who knows

But god, “no more light, no more Sun,” that’s far more forthright when it comes to the pure resentment that seems to have considerably worsened since SB. And the tables have finally turned, with Sun out in the same position of helplessly watching as his counterpart runs the show, powerless to change much save for the occasional lapse in control when Moon is flashed with a sufficiently strong light source (alternatively, the VANNI mask lets you approach the DA as a whole even while unfettered so long as you don’t take it off, and Sun is clearly stuck in alternate reality while Moon is off his entire rocker).

That constant loop. The Daycare Attendant isn’t just one entity, it’s two (now THREE but that comes after the fact). The Vanny Virus can’t just aim for one at a time, the other can take over and possibly fix them both.

So it had to get creative. Turn them against each other.

First it chose Sun, actually.

I am fully in the ballpark that Sun is also infected, he’s just affected in a way that isn’t straight up aggressive physically, but rather behaviorally. It starts out subtle. Heightened awareness but with an added touch of robo-anxiety and a strange new penchant for poking and prodding at people out of mistrust. It’s a slippery slope that gives way to an avalanche further down the line, you’ll see.

It chose Moon’s head to gradually worm it’s way into next, seizing him at opportune moments during naptime all of a sudden and retreating just as fast so he couldn’t retaliate and right himself. Build Moon a reputation as the dark and scary one, which he sadly already had even before his infection. Lean into it. Make it worse.

It’s hard to explain yourself and your actions to the increasingly testy bestie that literally lives inside your head when the thing causing you to act this way falls away and leaves you wondering if you really did intend on dropping little Darla from the balcony into the ball pit. The virus weeds into your mind and makes you feel okay with doing things you never would have otherwise.

But of course, that’s when the virus starts really amping up and finding ways to make Sun feel justified in his flimsy convictions and eventually plunge off the deep end into a spiral of conspiracies and unhinged ramblings. It ends up being horrifyingly effective when coupled with Moon’s rapidly deteriorating mental state.

He’s a thousand times more volatile and very quick to sever trust, Gregory my guy didn’t even do anything and my man Sun is pointing fingers to find someone, something, ANYTHING to blame for things going wrong around him he’s just that paranoid and out of his gourd.

That’s how the virus got him. Severe mania and trust issues out the wazoo. He’ll be cordial and nice sure thing, but you Must. Obey. His Rules. No exceptions. Even if you don’t technically do a thing wrong, if anything bad happens, Sun is quick to jump to the corkboard laden with sticky notes in his brain and somehow find somebody to pin blame on, regardless if the justification has any weight 💀

There is no three strikes with Sun. You get one (1) ☝🏽 chance, that’s it.

I also realized something really sad… how long prior to Security Breach had Moon been locked away inside Sun’s head? And how much longer after we turn the lights back on, at least until he breaks free again come Ruin? Idc how far gone you are under the Vanny Virus, being held a prisoner inside your own mind cannot possibly be good for the brain box

But the thing is… Sun thought in his virus-addled state that what he was doing was good for both of them. It’s only a matter of time before Moon straight up kills someone acting more and more Like That, so at some point one of Moon’s ‘mishaps’ ends up being the straw that breaks the camel’s back and he goes out of his way to ensure Moon can’t hurt anyone anymore. Nevermind that Moon needs him more than anyone at that point in time.

That’s how the negative feedback loop started. The Vanny Virus made them hate each other, and slowly but surely enlarged the rift between them.

And things escalate the longer the DA goes unchecked.

Sun is terrified for his counterpart, but also for himself. The virus takes advantage of that by giving him this holier-than-thou complex that makes him feel absolutely sure things are better this way, he knows best, Trust No One, they could get scrapped after all! He’s protecting them. He’ll do anything to keep them safe.

Moon is further pressed upon by the virus, unmitigated by Sun’s former assurances and comforting presence as he recedes, ravaged by the virus and eventually becoming the monster the kids (and now Sun ffs) believes him to be. He’s so cripplingly lonely and antsy locked inside their mind. He yearns to be free, he’s angry he’s being pointedly ignored, and come Ruin he’s determined to show Sun how alone and isolated he’s felt for months (maybe longer!!!!)

I have Thoughts about Ruin’s portrayal of Eclipse, but it’s clear that they are brand spanking new to the DA’s shared body and mind, so they get a separate post,,

I hope this post reads well, I’ve cut and pasted things and moved so much shit around that I fear readability is out of the question, but this has been in my drafts for days and I neeeed somebody to see the inner machinations of my mind on that daycare bitch, ok

#ruin spoilers #fnaf ruin spoilers #fnaf security breach #fnaf ruin #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #bzkt spkz #IVE CONNECTED THE DOTS #IVE CONNECTED THEM #GRAGHHHHHH

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plaindangan · 2 months ago

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you know plain. I wish I would stop overfocusing on v3 cast. Allas. who survives the longest NNN ? its raaaaanking time!

oh and cooming is loosing, sorry shuichi.

Disclaimer: R18 material! If not to your liking then please do not view!

Abstains - Angie claims NNN goes against her religion, which believes in non-stop and free 'relief of the body'. Heck, she's so offended by NNN she becomes a bit of a temptress the entire month, trying to break people's streaks. Kiyo is interested in NNN from a 'humanity is beautiful, standpoint, but has zero interest in doing the challenge itself,

Loses Day 1 - Purely Miu's fault. She originally just wanted to tease Kiibo with her fat tits...buuut, got incredibly turned on from his thicc robo-dick and pretty much got both out on the first day by having him fuck her against a table for hours.

Loses 1 Week - Tenko doesn't last too long, despite her claims of being extremely disciplined. All it takes is accidentally fantasizing a bit too hard about a phat mage wobblewagon and she's off to her room in shame. As for Kaito, despite his insistence that the Luminary of the Stars could hold himself back....Kokichi spamming him with sexy Maki shots has him breakdown and jerk himself off~

Loses 2 Weeks - Eh, Himiko wasn't really trying to win, though Kokichi send pics of himself as a teasing catboy twink didn't help matters. Tsumugi, being an filthy otaku also didn't have much hope to succeed, especially as her Twitter feed was filled with other cosplayers spamming her with sexy costumes of themselves to her - eventually causing her to break and respond back with Mugi dressed was a horny Mirko bunny, fucking a dildo for a straight hour. Kaede's the biggest surprise there, especially since she declared she'd last the whole day. However, as it turns out, repressing her natural pervyness and trying to ignore how utterly stacked and attractive her class was more difficult than she thought. She eventually broke, when she wound up seeing Shuichi's exposed, erect, cock coming out of the shower room...and no amount of showers herself could save her from climaxing via a vibrator in bed.

Loses 3 weeks - Kokichi is an utter menace this month as he lives for tormenting the class with lewds of himself. However, he makes a mistake by sending his bratty, soft, dumptruck to Gonta. Gonta had been trying his damndest not to give in to her feral nature, but that was enough to have him practically teleport to Kokichi's hideout. Naked, tent up and getting even a dictator like Kokichi bricked up from the thought of being pounded with that logcawk~ Yeah, both Gonta and Kokichi lost that week spectacularly. As for Shuichi, well, remember Angie? Yeah, she notices his struggle compared to others and knows that Kaede has been desperately wishing for Shuichi to fold so she could fuck him. As such, she arranges a 'meeting' at his agency - where the Ultimate Detective would be sandwiched between two very horny ladies that were buck naked and had their seductive game on point. He had no chance~

Loses 4 weeks - Also another shameful lost that Maki is both bitter, yet bit relieved about. Ever since NNN she's been extremely cranky, especially with Kaito getting himself out in the first week. With nearly everyone else out, she had taken to being utterly alone to try to keep it together. At least, up until a certain space idiot burst in to try to to cheer her up~ He had her on her lap in a hug...and it then that she begun to break. Maki began to grind on his lap, unconsciously pushing her soft bubble butt on his bulge. And when it became erect and poking at her booty? Well...at this point she vowed he'd never fuck her again if he didn't go all out on her this one time~ Thus, ended Maki's NNN~

Survives - All three people here had the discipline, strength and simple luck to never have given in to NNN!! So what do they win besides bragging rights? Well, Destroy Dick December is next on the list and for the V3 class, they made a vow that whoever wins NNN gets to choose a person amongst the losers to fuck first for DDD~ In this case, this trio is very spoiled for choice on how they want to 'de-stress' themselves~ In particular, Kirumi is considering requesting Gonta for handling her for a 'rough massage', Rantaro is willing to get a rival fucking from a jealous Tsumugi and Ryoma is down to allow Angie to 'scold him' with her traditional island bondage technique for the day~ Kudos to the victors!!!

#DRV3-cast

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metalmadnessoverlord · 4 months ago

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Lore Post

Hello, @themafiaskeleton here, or Bones as my friends and folks on Spacebattles call me, here with some lore for Metal. Any further posts will have the tag; lore: Written in Iron on it. While I could write this in the Doc, I figured the wall of text should at least be kept short, so I will link this for any future followers to read.

IDW Verse Lore: Already in the doc, it's more or less a Bad End for sonic as he's dead. He still believes himself to be the One True Sonic because the events of the Metal Virus haven't occurred. This also means he doesn't have Sage or know about Starlines... Issues. And he doesn't know about Kit and Surge yet

Archie Verse Lore: Similar to the IDW one, with minor changes. Eggman, or rather, Robo-Robotnik is fully aware of who he is. In this Verse, he tried pulling a fast one on sonic as they retreated away from Neo, causing the Eggmobile to crash and blow up. Normally Robo-Robotnik could up and frick off to another body, however Neo cut him off from the system when he caught him. Just in case he found a way to get himself offed and ultimately find a way to disable Neo. He would put that version of Eggman out of his misery and shortly after kill sonic.

Robotization: Something rarely used unless for something medical. Neo in the Archie Version learned really quick about how sometimes the best answer to a problem is usually the easiest one. Neo was actually surprised to learn that it was initially intended to be for medical purposes, replacing someone's limb in case of being mangled beyond use, and still remained connected to the body in a way that wouldn't have the body reject the placement. As such he mostly uses it for that reason, only using it's ability to fully Robotisize for punishments for the most heinous acts. Such as treason and maybe even outright murder. The Robotisized will spend an allotted amount of time not in control of themselves, forced to do things such as labor and even combat if need be before eventually giving them back their free will. The worse the crime, the worse the time.

Punishments: One could call these cruel. And they are. Speaking out against the Empire would result in the speaker being muzzled, and would remain muzzled 1 month per word spoken. They can still drink, but would have to use a straw to eat. Thieves would have their hands sealed in thick and heavy metal hands clasped in prayer, the time varies depending on theft. Sometimes if the theft is really minor, such as a stolen fruit or vegetable, the thief would either spend a brief amount of time in jail, or be stuck wearing normal hand cuffs. Most punishments are cruel, usually meant to intensely and intentionally embarrass the criminal into not doing it again, lest they suffer more.

Labor: Most hard labor jobs are done by those who are Robotisized or actual robots. Some mines use organics, but those are paid to do their jobs. Slave labor, to Neo, is highly inefficient. Too much chance for a rebellion and Organics take years to replace meanwhile a robot can be made within mere hours. Farming is almost done exclusively by organics utilizing heavy machinery, while the robots, and occasionally organics, transport the goods to the correct processing plants.

Life within the Empire: To those outside of the empire, all they will see is an evil, hateful tyrant(which they aren't wrong) and people suffering because of it(they are partially wrong). To most within the empire however, it is wonderful. There are no slums as they are almost always kept clean and people have enough money to get by either comfortably or uncomfortably. Remain loyal, and you will be happy. Become disloyal, and you will suffer.

Disloyalty: It is most common within communities outside of the bigger cities of the empire. Those who take Neo's "kindness" for granted and turn to crime to make an extra buck or to the freedom fighters to be "free" of Neo. Those places are unofficially considered outside of the Empire. After all, you can't be apart of the empire if you're loyal. "Those slums aren't the slums of the Empire." Neo once said, "Those are the slums of those who are not loyal. Who are not patient. They are not a part of the Empire until they earn it."

Loyalty: Loyalty is a currency most valuable in the Empire. By proving you are loyal allows you to step up further and faster in life. It can lead to you not having your house checked for treason unannounced as much, even to the point you are told about it before it happens. You'll find yourself getting promotions easier and faster than others. You may even be rewarded by Neo himself with a medal.

Military: Known as the EAF or the Empire Armed Forces, it is mostly made up of Robots, however, a good chunk of the army is made up of organics, both Overlander(Humans too), and Mobian. They are given gear that allows them to withstand attacks from ballistics and laser weaponry. They are often used as spies as well. Sneaking into locations and pretending to be an ally for any resistances.

Resistance/Freedom Fighters/G.U.N.: Neo hasn't made it a priority to constantly be after them. Without the false Sonic to guide them, they are merely ants to be crushed underfoot. He will only fight them if he feels it is necessary.

The Master Emerald: It is still within his possession, hidden away within the capital and protected by all sorts of wards and technology. The location is not on any file, both digital and paper. Only Neo knows where it is, and even then, he will not use it unless absolutely necessary. The chamber they are in is reminiscent of the Alter on Angel Island, lacking the Seven Chaos Emeralds. Those too, have yet to be a priority for Neo.

The Memorial Garden: A popular attraction within the Empires capital of New Robotropilis. It is heavily guarded by all matters of security to preserve the garden, you must pay to enter and have offerings to the graves. It is freely open to the Public on the birthdays and death days of the dead inhabitants. It is a beautiful garden. In the center stands a golden statue, depicting both Sonic and Eggman back to back, their heads titled to be looking at each other over their shoulders while facing the rival's grave. The path is made of marble, and the hedges are laced with blue and red flowers. The graves themselves also are special. For sonic, covered by an arch of marble and hedge, his tombstone is made from lapis lazuli, shaped in his emblem with a pair of green emeralds for the eyes. For Eggman/Robo-Robotnik, also covered by an arch, his tombstone was made also in his emblem, aka his logo. It is made out of Red Jasper, and the eyes are made out of zircon.

"It is only natural to respect them both. They have done many great things, and thus should remembered as such."

Both graves have silent and wireless alarms, and the coffins are made out of various non corrosive metals and are airtight. Breaching either grave will have Neo come after you.

#lore #sonic au #au lore #ooc: ohohoho #metal sonic #neo metal sonic #ooc post #lore: Written in Iron.

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Mortal Kombat 9 x reader

Chapter 5

Timeskip

I found Kitana alone as jade leaves her. I approach her “Kitana” I say causing her to turn to me “you! What do you wa-” “I’m sorry” I say interrupting her she gives me a surprised look “excuse me?” she asked “I said I’m sorry. I know your father is angry at you for not killing me. To be honest, if my instincts hadn’t helped me at all I would’ve been killed” she steps forward “you mean to tell me you fought against me, all of your opponents and it was on pure instinct?” she asked “yeah but-” suddenly Raiden and the others appear behind them “hey kid what were you thinking? Going off to fight the robo-dudes you’re nuts” Johnny said walking up to us I raised an eyebrow “and I suppose I should have let them turn Sub-Zero into a cy-…did you tell him about Bi-Han and why I have his guards?” I asked worried I would have to fight “he already knows don’t worry” then I look to Kitana “Kitana I’m warning you as a friend, Shao Khan is the enemy here. Your mother, Sindel, was a brave person-” I suddenly get a migraine ‘the more you say the closer you are to the end, child’ I hear a voice in my head before my migraine leaves. I place a hand on my head “look do me a favour and go to Shang Tsung's flesh pits” I told her before walking off “but I am forbidden” she replied making me stop and turn to her “and why do you think that is?” I asked.

“I’m not asking you to obey me I’m asking you to trust me” I said smiling then walking off with the others. As soon as we were out of site I looked to Raiden “I’m going to follow her” I said stopping. “Lady (Name), I do not mean to sound disrespectful but would that not be too dangerous?” Smoke asked. I look directly at him and ponder for a few moments realizing that I didn’t know what I would do if I found Mileena “you��re right I don’t know what I was thinking” I said blushing in embarrassment. What I didn’t notice is that Sub-Zero, Johnny, Liu Kang, Kung Lao and Smoke all blushed looking at me. “So kid what’s the plan? You seem to know what’s going on” Johnny said “yeah like me saving you from her kicking your ass” I muttered “Raiden, I need you to take Johnny Liu Kang and Kung Lao to the arena where the tournament will be held and wait. Sub-Zero Smoke you’re with me, we’re going to the flesh pits. Like hell Kitana is getting executed on my watch” I say walking towards the dark forest with Sub-Zero and Smoke following me.

Timeskip because I’m running out of ideas We enter the flesh pits. I look around to find no one here “looks like Kitana isn’t here yet. Wait here until I give the order ok?” I ask looking at them they nod. I walk over to the tanks of liquid contain unidentifiable humanoid abominations causing me to cringe “fuck me, these make the games versions look like teddies” I muttered when I find Mileena on the table still asleep. I cautiously walk over to her until I’m standing by her side I look over her body and blush a little then back to her face ‘the game makes her look ugly, but she’s really pretty. Hm, game designers really need to fix that’ I smile when Mileena’s eyes snap open startling me “what do we have here?” she asks as she gets up. I move away from the table “why is an Earthrealmer here? Why would such a pretty little girl be here?” I blushed at her words

(ok just putting this out her since I have a girl crush on Mileena you will to. Hey it is a various x reader I didn’t say it would all be guys)

I smile at her “hello beautiful” I said catching her off guard “b-beautiful? Is that my name?” she asked ‘wait she doesn’t have a name yet’ I thought “no your name is Mileena and you are half Tarkatan and half edenian. You are Shao Khan’s daughter” I said possibly fucking up my chances of having her as my friend. She tilts her head “really? How interesting~ and who are you?” “my name’s (Name) rain but everyone either calls me (Name) or Lady (Name)” I said smiling. Her face tinted pink a little “why are you dressed like that?” she asked. I look down at my pyjamas and laughed. “you’re one to talk. Your wearing bandages” I said gesturing to her she looks at herself and laughs. ‘wow she’s a lot less psychotic in person’ I thought smiling. When Kitana walked in “what in the name of-” “Sister” Mileena interrupts turning to her “So pretty, so fair, so sad and alone… Come. Let us be a family!” Mileena says opening her arms to Kitana “You are not my family. You are a monstrosity!”

They fight. Kitana finds out the hard way that Mileena is able to use magical powers and is not averse to getting violent. Nonetheless, her own weapons and fighting skill manages to see her through the fight, and eventually the clone is left unconscious on the floor. “Farewell, sister!” Kitana says about to deliver the finishing blow. I quickly look around ‘where the hell is Shang Tsung when you need the idiot!’ I think. I quickly run in front of Mileena just as Kitana is about to strike “move aside, (Name)” she warns me. “sorry but you will not harm her” I said looking over her shoulder to she Shang Tsung “points to Shang Tsung him you can” I smirked as she aimed her anger on Shang Tsung. I quickly pick up Mileena bridal style and carry her out signalling Sub-Zero and Smoke to follow. As we are running I laugh “what is so funny?” Sub-Zero asked “I wonder how much I’ve messed up the original story line of the game by bringing Mileena” I smile. Timeskip

I clothed Mileena in her outfit from the game minus the sais. I tend to her wounds and quietly leave ‘sorry Mileena but some things can’t change’ I thought sadly as I run off to find my friends. I make it to the stadium and see Kung Lao standing over the bodies of Shang Tsung and Quan Chi. I smile for a moment before I remember what happens after it using all my strength I run to him “Kung Lao move!” I yell catching everyone’s attention I launch at him, curling into a ball, when he moved causing me to slam into Shao Khan.

He crashes back into his throne as I skid backwards due to bouncing back off him. I grit my teeth at the pain as Kung Lao helps me up “you owe me one, Lao” I say looking up at him he blushes just as much as I do since our faces are close together. We move away from each other and back to Raiden “Liu Kang” I said looking at said person “you’re up. smirks knock em dead” I say as he smiles and walks up to the battle field “Lady (Name)” I turn to look at Kung Lao who was blushing “thank you for saving me” he said trying to look at me. I smile at him “you would have done the same thing” I said going back to watch the match. Shao Kahn is every bit the mighty warrior he claims to be, with control of both dark magic and superhuman strength at his disposal. In my opinion he’s also an arrogant selfish douchbag. But Liu Kang, fuelled with outrage at seeing his friend almost die, takes it to the emperor and dishes out an absolutely brutal beating. Finally, after an epic battle, Kahn is knocked to the floor.

“On your feet!” Liu Kang commanded. As Kahn struggles to his feet, barely conscious, Liu Kang raises his fist, which lights up with his signature fire. “For the shaolin and Earthrealm!” he declares then charges forward and punches Shao Kahn straight in the chest, his fist bursting through the other side of Kahn's body. He withdraws his fist and Kahn falls to his knees, coughing up blood. With a final gurgle, he falls forward, unmoving. The arena is completely silent. “I cannot believe… Earthrealm has won” Shang Tsung said in shock As with Liu Kang's victory before, a light from the heavens shines down on him, the Elder Gods noting his victory in the new tournament.

“The Elder Gods have spoken. Earthrealm is free of Shao Kahn forever” Raiden says smiling. With a flick of his head, Tsung motions to two Tarkatan guards. They pick up Kahn's body and walk off. All of Kahn's minions follow, save Kitana. Kitana walks up to Liu Kang's side. They look briefly at each other, but say nothing as they both look into each other’s eyes. I felt a strange grip on my heart seeing Liu Kang looking at Kitana like that ‘am I…jealous? No I can’t be he’s my friend and it’s obvious he likes her better anyway’ I thought smiling sadly as I walk off not knowing I was being followed.

Timeskip

It’s been a few days since the battle in outworld and I’m still not home which is kinda annoying. I haven’t had any contact with anyone from the tournament since I left although I had heard a rumour that Sub-Zero was captured by the Lin Kuei I just hope that isn’t true if it is I have failed to keep the promise I made to Bi-Han. Everything is as it should be but I can’t help think I’m forgetting something. Something important.

3rd P.O.V

Back in Shao Kahn's throne room, all of his lieutenants, Baraka, Goro, Mileena, Sheeva, Ermac, Sektor, Cyrax, Shang Tsung and the centaur Motaro, are discussing what to do next. “Shao Kahn is finished” Goro stated “Mileena is his heir. She should rule” Baraka spoke out “Mileena? She exists only because of my sorcery” Shang Tsung said implying that he should be the new ruler. “And you breathe because I restrain mine” all lieutenants turn around to see who the new voice belonged to. Shao Kahn is indeed alive and walking toward them - albeit shakily and with a hand on his former chest wound, with Quan Chi by his side. “Emperor!” Shang Tsung exclaimed “You live!” Motaro says astonished. Everyone except Shang Tsung bows before him. “I am not so easily killed. Quan Chi accelerated my recovery” Shao Khan states walking towards them “Emperor, I—” “Not. One. Word. Because of you, Outworld can no longer merge with Earthrealm!” Shao Khan interrupted Shang Tsung.

“There may yet be an alternative, Emperor. Invasion.” Quan Chi offered shocking everyone “Uh-- Invasion?!” Shao Kahn holds his hand up. Shang Tsung immediately shuts up. “Do you mock me? Sindel's Ward prevents me from setting foot in Earthrealm” Shao Khan growls limping to his throne. “Have you considered why your wife and empress chose to betray you in this particular fashion?” Quan Chi questioned “Of course. But even after millennia, her motives are a mystery”

“She realised that the safeguards afforded by the Elder Gods through Mortal Kombat are but fiction. She sacrificed herself to give Earthrealm protection the Elder Gods could not. So Earthrealm could not suffer as had Edenia” “Indeed” now in a desert wasteland in Earthrealm. Quan Chi and Noob Saibot are standing before a green swirling of magic. “I have mastered the spells necessary for her resurrection. Her ward will be nullified. And with it the barrier that prevents your entry into Earthrealm” From the magical swirl, a skeletal hand raises itself from the ground. “I will return her to you, of course” Another skeletal hand joins it.

“You will find her much more… cooperative.” “This is a very magnanimous offer” “I wish only to serve, Emperor.” The rest of the skeleton pulls itself from the sand. “I am weary of sorcerers, Quan Chi. Prove your worth. Bring her to me.” Shao Khan Commanded. Quan Chi rolls the skeleton over with his magic and begins reproducing it's former muscle mass, blood, organs and skin. The skeleton screams out loud as the process completes itself. Noob readies himself in a combat stance as Quan Chi approaches the form. Finally, the newly resurrected woman, Queen Sindel - sits upright. Her pupils are glazed over with white, and there's not a stitch of clothing on her.

“Sindel” Quan Chi says making Sindel look at him “Quan Chi?” she asks “Shao Kahn looks forward to your return” “The emperor! Yesss” Quan Chi motions to Noob, who lets his guard down. “What of Kitana?” “Kitana now allies herself with Earthrealm” “Then she is no longer my daughter. Take me to Shao Kahn” “Yes, Empress” He stands up and looks at Noob through the corner of his eye and says “The invasion of Earthrealm can now begin”

#mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat #mk9

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melodyofthevoid · 2 years ago

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❛ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ❜

❛ i just wanted to say i’m sorry. ❜

with the robo blorbos hehe

(Hehe, of course of course)

Olli believed in two things above all else: being prepared, and keeping a cool appearance.

Of course one made the other possible. After all, acting as though you knew everything came much easier if you did actually know everything. Olli could afford to be aloof and snarky and distant because she’d planned for every eventuality. She’d honed her skills, she had backup plans upon backup plans, and she had Milo.

Well. They’d had Milo.

For the 44th time that cycle they’d disassembled and reassembled their pistol. Removing the charge-bolt battery, the excess charge heat-sink, the custom amplifier. Checking them over. Putting them back together again. Rinse and repeat. Cycle through the cameras to his hideaway and occasionally throw a knife at the printout of Harv. Or what remained of the printout.

Given their accuracy? Not much.

But what good did throwing knives do when their best friend for all intents and purposes didn’t fucking EXIST-

The mechanical reflex of reassembly paused midway, moving too fast not to cause some damage to the trigger mechanism. A jam might ruin her prized piece and that? Well that’d be the cap on a shitty series of events. So they eased the cartridge in, setting it down.

Olli stood up, walking away to recalibrate her joints and get her head on straight. All of this served no purpose, other than to let her mind wander back to the fresh horror and betrayal that brought her here in the first place.

He’d trusted Harv. His mentor, his teacher. Who’d paired them up with Milo in the first place and for what? To sell him out to Pricilla? To sell himself out- and-

And all of this for what? One half-decent pop-bot? Sure, she knew how to put up a fight but if Iliana had left? What changed? Not enough to warrant the crackdown the city faced and certainly not enough to justify the complete violation of Milo’s code.

All roads led to ill-advised actions and Olli’s sense of self-respect and preservation kept them from seeking out any revenge. But they also had no plans. No routes to righting the situation or settling the score. Killing Harv? Impossible, too many layers of security plus Milo. Getting through to Milo? Not a chance, with her level of self repair knowledge she’d probably break him. Caving in Illiana’s thick skull? Tempting but required them to cross the city and risk the wrath of Fin.

What remained then?

A whole lot of nothing, that’s what. Nothing, and a restless anxiety that Olli wanted gone. Anxiety was Milo’s thing, not theirs.

They missed him already.

Clattering from an upper window demanded Olli’s immediate attention, and they snatched the (fully assembled, as it should be) pistol from the table. Creeping towards the source of the noise. The milliseconds that they’d stepped away from their cameras something managed to get in.

Just their luck.

The signature coming off of the figure already rang alarm bells because this room took at least several feats of acrobatics to get to in the first place. Meaning whoever this was either had a death wish or wanted Olli. That, and no one else should know about this aside from- from Milo.

Who’d give up his location with no qualms. Because it was an order.

Shit.

Olli’s hands never shook, too new to accumulate any bugs that might interfere with the servos or corrosion to wear down their wires. But their courage wavered, which unsettled them enough that their hands nearly trembled.

Several knocks against one of the stray pipes rang out in quick succession, forming some sort of rhythm. A… song’s rhythm. The pauses lining up just right. Aligning with a song that Olli heard only once and only with a certain performer.

Mild fear turned to annoyance turned to a finger just over the trigger trying to find a reason not to press down. Their slight tick of amusement overshadowed by the fact that she bothered to show up here at all. After everything.

But Olli could be generous. They’d at least give her a head start before they pummeled her.

“Come on out princess. I won’t shoot you, but I’d appreciate if you stopped lurking.”

Out of the darkness, a pair of hands raised, followed by the rest of Illiana. Not looking any worse for wear. Hopefully that meant she took enough caution to not be followed, not that Olli cared to place any bets on that. As expected her landing from the upper pipes went off without a hitch, her wires not even tangling when she somersaulted to the ground.

Irritating in its own right.

“Were you followed?”

“No,” Illiana checked back over her shoulder, “I made sure. Would’ve gotten here sooner if I hadn’t but- I wanted to talk.”

Olli made a show of nodding and “considering” Illiana’s words. As if he weren’t melting from the inside. Coolant trying its damndest to perform. He put his hands on his hips, turning from the ground to her, and back again.

“Mhm.”

Wasting no more time, Olli rolled their shoulders. Flexing their hand a few times before walking up to Illiana, and winding up for the first blow. Her optics widened, not out of fear yet

“Wait- wait hold on-“

Metal connected with sapphire glass, the thin layer clacking but not quite shattering. Of course Illiana got the expensive stuff in her construction. It’d take nothing short of a bomb to leave a dent. Or several dozen shots.

Either way Olli didn’t do all that much damage. Which worked with her, she spared no feelings, especially not her own. There was more where that came from. Plenty more.

“I’d ask how you managed to find me,” Olli snarled, “but you’re here. So it doesn’t matter. ”

In the back of their mind, they made a note to abandon this hideout once they’d dealt with the popstar. Careful or no, the location’s compromise was almost certain. Which really sucked, they’d gotten quite comfortable here.

Too comfortable in retrospect.

Not that they didn’t already prepare a list of alternate locations, Olli more than made sure to do that cycles ago. Moving and hiding the evidence just took so long. In any case. More pressing matters took priority here. But it piled onto the list of pettier grievances.

“So, are you here to make me even more involved with your mess?”

Illiana’s wires fell like a curtain over her faceplate as she turned away for a nanosecond. Grimacing before facing Olli again. Olli barked out a laugh, throwing her hands up and spinning on her heel.

“What? No witty remark? No ‘Oh it’ll be fine trust me’? No ‘Come on you can believe me, the wanted criminal who’s dragged everyone else into her nonsense’?”

Illiana winced, but kept her back straight. Not quite proud, but not shrinking either.

“I wanted to say I’m sorry.”

“Well- wait what?”

“You’re right, I did drag Milo into all this. I- I thought this all would be easier. Prissy’s more desperate than I gave her credit for and… He’s been on the receiving end now. Twice.”

Olli examined Illiana again, closer. Scanning her body language. Every time they’d interacted prior, she’d exuded a near obnoxious amount of cheer. A battery made of optimism and showmanship. It even came through in her fighting, which for all of its flash did work. She knew how to move, when to move. Always with a smile.

Now that grin hid somewhere else. Her optics unwavering. Open.

There wasn’t a doubt in Olli’s mind that she practiced those words before this. The odd part was that he didn’t exactly mind. It at least meant she put some forethought into this.

“Alright. So why’d you come here? You got something other than an apology?”

“I think we can get Milo back.”

They froze. Thoughts stuttering to a halt before their fans clocked overtime.

There’d better be an explanation. Not blind “can-do”. Not some flimsy hope that things might improve because Olli didn’t work with might. She needed certainty, security, because only a handful of bots mattered enough for them to stick their neck out. And one of them just betrayed her.

“Explain.”

She needed to know.

“Vex managed to break some of the firewalls in the AEGIS database,” Illiana crossed her arms, “ We didn’t get everything, but we did get some of Dell’s logs and code. With that, they can reverse whatever they did to him. I know they can.”

Something dangerous sparked in Olli’s core. A grin peaking up at the corners of their mouth.

Not that they’d give Illiana her full trust just yet. She needed more information. To plan, obviously. Not for any other reason.

“And I assume you came here to tell me because…?”

“Because I can’t get him alone. I’d risk seriously injuring him, or myself. Right now, he’d try to destroy me. And he might even succeed, we both know that he’s more lethal than he lets on. WIth you, we’d have a better chance of catching him, getting him back to Vex, and- and getting your best friend back.”

Olli looked Illiana over one more time. Loathe as she was to admit it, Illiana did know how to handle herself, and clearly wanted to make things right. She had a plan, which meant more than knives against a printout and another reassembly. With Illiana’s start, Olli could steer the rest to smooth victory. As they always did.

They’d let their anger go. For now.

“Well, let’s get started then.”

#my writing #melody rambles #I see the other prompt I will get to it #gonna re reblog the prompts bc... idk #anyways #love Olli #she's struggling

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richardsphere · 10 months ago

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Leverage Redemption Log: The Double-edged sword job

Presumed Client has a Presumed Stalker (Cop) Parker is playing with little dolls. Oh is this a Time-Skip client? Like an ex-client from the inbetween years? Cool pitch, im hooked. --- Well that line about the Israeli government shutting down the peoples access to the internet aged like a fine (though disgusting) wine.

Gut instinct: Harry is right. Its a cop thing, specifically the same way that Security Lady from episode one can recognise Elliot when Hardison's program is protecting you guys as well. Cops are scum, (i know that naratively, breanna is gonna be proven right. But the team is right to assume its an analog thing)

Oh the small town is a surveilance state.

Look Sophie, i understand that petty theft is beneath you all, but breanna is right to start the test small scale.

--- So this is our "newbie goes in solo" episode. Elliot is flirting with Supercop. (dont know wether "distinctive" is meant to be an admission she knows who he is, or just an attempt to draw parallels between the two) this show expects me to believe that the high-tech supercomputer doesnt have a firewall.

Oh its Minority Report bullshit. (Funny thing about minority report, didnt that end up with it predicting its creator/championing congressman would commit murder? Cause thats what we're gonna do. Make it predict that our Supercop will embezzle the black-ops money)

And they're trying to gass-chamber Breanna. --- Ok so quickly: Harry having to do an Elliot is cool, funny little gag about how Parker stopped stabbing people. (its good cause this one retroactively fixes a lot of the other "parker used to stab people" jokes by explaining the taser as the reason it only happened once.) --- Debriefing: Breanna might've been in trouble for more then just Twitter. Parker and Elliot have both done this for 8 years more then the rest, and the rest dont even bother asking what they're thinking. (like i understand not interupting them, but there is a reason we're having a debrief) --- Supercop is alledgely not part of the experiment. (she claims she's just investigating the miracle crime-drop).

Elliot gives them all 10 seconds to joke. Back to the debrief. "Just to be clear..." "metaphorically" everyone disliked that. (as do I, if this guy wants to be the only person alive who isnt recognisable to a supercomputer? See if his face ID works on cremated ashes) --- Parker I agree this guy is an asshole to the waitstaff, but if a customer orders something without coconut oil, it is the restaurants responsibility to either accomodate this request or tell the customer they cant make it that way. I know he's just a pretentious twit but allergies exist. (he's definitly an asshole for assuming he's enough of a regular to have "his regular" though)

Oh, RIZ is back. (Supercop works for them) Well looks like Cheng has a robo-nanny (and maybe a crush on robonanny) --- What a stack of hundreds and an awkward story about a roleplaying kink cant let these guys do. --- Ok and we're inside the house. The robot is scanning Parker The AI is scary AF, Parker is looking for a way out. AI is all-seeing, but apparently worse with faces then Searchlight. (Searchlight can recognise you of an out-of-focus nose. Al-Ayna cant recognise him if he lowers his voice) which can only mean one thing:

CHEMICAL WARFARE! Oh how i missed you, we've been waiting for your return all season. --- Private security provides Elliot with a good chance to teach Harry how a choke-out is done with proper form.

Cheng has recognised Breanna and has decided to make the stupid mistake of locking Leverage inside the safe they're trying to crack. By which i mean your house, that has your software, the one they're gonna use to make you look like a criminal.

and now our heroes have a superAI who is going to help them with their witness protection schemes. (Lower Hardisons workload a little as well.) Like how the camera zooms out to end the shot from Alayna's POV. (is she gonna be a recurring character? Probably not in a "regular castmember" way but definitly in a "we have continuity and on rare occasions she might be important" way)

#leverage #leverage redemption #leverage redemption season 1 #the double edged sword job

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yamatossideboob · 7 months ago

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ONE PIECE 1118 Spoilers!

This week's red hot moves:

Yamato!! you have to save your lunchbox!! you'll just be hungry again later!! Yamato noooooooooooooooo

I keep forgetting just how fucking huge the Giant Robo is, thats a big breakfast boy right there

"Say the line Iron Giant!"

*absolute crickets bc this is getting ridiculous now and not in the fun way*

"What's happening on Egghead?!" Sit down fella this is going to take a while

Sooooooo here we may have a major aspect of the Final War being set up, where a good chunk of, if not *most* of the OP world is going to believe Luffy is a violent anarchist who killed a beloved scientician, bc the World Gov & Marines said so and they wouldn't lie about thaaaaaaaaaaat. They may come into conflict with the steadfast believers who've met or seen Luffy and know he didn't do it. Whether this becomes full-on war remains to be seen, but I think at the least we can expect the world to be much less welcoming to the Strawhats and their allies post-Egghead :s

I forget if its public knowledge that Sabo is Luffy's brother, but since Sabo is credited in some parts with the assassination of Nefertari Cobra, my above musings don't feel that out-there unfortunately :y

Anyway good to see more of the Alabasta homies

ty for correcting that horrid little bug Rebecca

SPEAKING OF SPECULATION I think we'll probably end up with a Vegapunk satellite on each side here basically? York with the WG, and Atlas and/or Lilith remaining free to access the same knowledge (probably not with the crew, they'll likely shack up with the giants on Elbaf or maybe with the Rev Army?) we shall see.

lmfao i keep getting surprised by how big the Giant Pirates' ships are. who would have expected colossal viking-inspired humanoids to have similarly gigantic sailing vessels

LMFAO BABY VICE ADMIRALSSSSSSSSS Doll's so mad i love it

HOW MANY TIMES DO WE NEED TO TEACH YOU THIS LESSON OLD MAN!!!!! god auld fellas never give over

FUCKIN YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GEAR 5TH IS BACK WITH THE BOOMBOXIN

I fucking love that giant meat has full restored Luffy so hard he's causing localised earthquakes AND its so loud that its getting the other giants ship dancing with the drums of liberation miles away, its so so so good

okay. I love Nika Bonney so much for multiple reasons:

This is Bonney after meeting the Sun God her father told her so much about, and getting the idea into her head that she can be this free too.

That little side panel where we're shown Kuma's body... I want to think that somehow, he knows. I need for him to know. I need for him to see Nika Bonney and know that she can finally be really free and doesn't need him to be afraid for her or watch out for her anymore. That everything he did was worth it after all. Pls Oda, somehow. I don't care how stupid the reason is.

I fucking love the troll physics energy this has. One is utter fucking chaos, two is chaos team up tandem and that spells big trouble for Elder monsters!!! Mars is gonna regret this!!!!!

As has all but been confirmed, the Iron Giant is powered by drum heartbeats, and the sheer racket of TWO Nika heartrates might finally be enough for Giant Robo to DO SOMETHING WHICH MIGHT STILL HAVE THE CHANCE TO BE HYPE LADS

If the Iron Giant manages to play a role in bringing Mars down or at least stalling the Elders enough for everyone get away, I really think it'll make all of the blueballing wrt the Robo this arc be worth it. In hindsight. Such are the perils of weekly engagement. I hope Robo sees Nika Luffy and Bonney too...

Finally, the vocal minority power scaling bros seem to be HATING Nika Bonney, and I live for fake fans getting mud flung in their faces lmfaooooo

In any case, we'll find out next week my nakama! See ye all there! 💪✖️

#live from ohara #op spoilers

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lukascreamsintothevoid · 2 years ago

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Blooming Panic Boys

Two obsessions hit hard at the same time today. Backstreet Boys songs and Blooming Panic LET'S GO

Quest-

Just Want You To Know- (oh god why am I doing this to myself) Your break-up song with him. Something happened, you two just weren't compatible in the long run, but god he misses you. He wants you to be happy, and he wants you to think that he's moving on from you, because he knows that you'd be worried and upset if you realized he was still devastated from your breakup. But he would give anything if you could try one more time. (I linked the music video cause the song is bittersweet, but the music video is so goddamned funny)

Chances- This man is a hopeless romantic. Utterly hopeless, and he is blown away by how many completely random and out-of-his-control things had to happen for you to end up by his side. It's over-the-top, dramatic, and romantic as hell.

As Long As You Love Me- Quest's Angel could come from any background, Have done just about anything, and his love would not change. He loves you, not where you came from or who you were before him. The here and now are what matter to him, and in the here and now, all he asks is that you love him.

Xyx-

Love Somebody- This man is so in love with everything about you. Poetic, energetic, yet really grounded in real life. These are the things he openly admits he feels about you.

Helpless When She Smiles- You would almost never be able to get him to admit it, but this song is him with you. You bring reason and life and joy to him, drive him insane, and he'd do almost anything to make you smile. You're a calm in the storm of life and his mind, but you're also a storm in and of yourself, but he'd stay in your storm forever.

Treat Me Right- This boy gets a good breakup song. Hopefully not with you. I'm kinda picturing this one as him finally leaving the ex that hurt him so badly. He adored them, and they were fine in private, but around their friends, they would talk shit about him, and be horrible to him, and he finally realizes he deserves to be treated better than that. I just can't hurt him. I really can't. His break-up song is him realizing just he deserves to be happy and treated well.

Nightowl-

Hey Mr. Dj (Keep Playin' This Song)- You and Nightowl at a club, and he's just praying that the DJ will play any song it takes to keep you in his arms. You look so good out on the floor, and he'd stay there all night with you if he could. Also, super horny song, perfect for the eager puppy :)

Passionate- ... yeah... eager, passionate nightowl... I just think that he would be this forward. Hell, he IS this forward in the game. Just... owl, please, why are you like this?

Chateau- Ok, so, Robo's headcannon that Nightowl and You divorce, but that you end up back together? This is the break-up/getting-back-together song. Nightowl still misses you, still remembers the little things about you. He meets up with you years after the divorce, just wanting to catch up, not planning on trying anything, but he then sees you and can't help himself. He'll respect what you want, but he's not letting this chance slip away. Still kinda boyish and bouncy, but matured. Perfect for 30/40 year old nightowl.

Toaster-

Safest Place to Hide- The world and work are really rough sometimes. But you and Toasty find a little peace and quiet with each other. This song just is the calm comfort that is Toasty's love for you..

Unsuspecting Sunday Afternoon- Idk, this just feels like the kind way Toaster would realize how he feels. He sees you, talks to you a few times, and he kinda has a sense of what's going on. But then there's that night, talking about Bloomic, about letting things go, and you whine when he says that you should probably log off so you can be ready for work the next day. He says goodnight, logs off, and it just. Hits him. Just how much he cares about you, how much he wishes that he could keep talking to you. It was a completely normal day, and the days are going to keep going forward, but now he knows how he feels about you, and its like the world has changed, but just for him. And he has no fucking clue if you like him too. And it kinda hurts, cause he really hopes you do.

BONUS SALO

You Can Let Go- Pure Comfort. You've been working too hard, You've been letting the world tear you down. Salo wants you to smile and rely on him if you want to.

Straight Through My Heart- Me any time Salo speaks. He said hello and I broke. I'd break up with anyone and everyone at the word from Salo. Absolute GILF. (Also, Vampire music Video, so it also works for nightowl, but I would kill for Old, Grizzled, Grey Vampire Salo. That sounds so sexy.)

#blooming panic #bp quest #bp nightowl #nakedtoaster #xyx #no onion #bsb's too sexy for him #how dare you bring this smut into his catholic household #saloCin

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thefanficmonster · 4 years ago

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Fated

Karl Heisenberg x Autistic, Sound-sensitive Reader (Female)

Warnings: Swearing, Spoilers for RE8:Village, Noise sensitivity

Genre: Romance, Comfort

Summary: Not everyone could love a man like Heisenberg. But Y/N isn’t everyone, nor is she just anyone. She loves him as the whole package he is: murderous intentions, human experiments and all.

Requested by @phoenixofthevalley Hi dear! Here you go - the first fic I’ve ever written for Karl Heisenberg (first of many) and thank you so much for being my first ever Resident Evil 8 requester! Hope you enjoy the read! Feel free to correct me if I’ve described anything incorrectly or in an accidentally offensive manner. I have no intention of spreading hate or any type of misconception so I’d really appreciate the correction. Love, Vy ❤

Watching Karl get so excited over this grand plan of his - the destroying of Mother Miranda, his revenge - it all makes me feel uneasy. I can’t explain the feeling, mostly cause I’ve never felt it before, and I can’t quite describe it either. I don’t connect to people easily and I’ve always been told I’m the problem but I guess it took the right person to make me feel things I haven’t felt for no one else all my life.

“The weren’t worthy of your emotions, darling.“ Karl told me on one of the rare occasions when I opened up my mind to him. I felt his words wrap around me like a comforting embrace. For the first time in my life, I felt understood.

I think that’s what took me the longest to get used to - being understood, seen and validated. My opinions had never before been taken into account seriously, my personal boundaries were rarely respected by others and people always had a hard time dealing with how distant I can be. But what bothers me above all is how people refer to me as dramatic because of my sound sensitivity - something no one took seriously when I’d tell them about it.

Karl did though, surprising me to no end.

He respects that I like my personal space and prefer not being shown much affection, especially not physical. He understands that I have a hard time showing people affection myself. He goes out of his way to make sure I’m ok with whatever it is he’s doing, saying or suggesting. And I’m sure that if I were to ever tell someone about this, they wouldn’t believe me. That’s most definitely due to his rough exterior and intimidating appearance. Also probably because he comes off as downright selfish and rude when you first meet him, but getting to know him was a journey worth taking because I now know the real him. A trust me, his rough exterior and the softness of his true self have nothing in common. Although, he does claim that softness is only reserved for me.

With all that laid out, it’s completely understandable that I don’t want him going up against Mother Miranda. Thanks to Karl I’ve never had the displeasure of running into her, but I’ve heard countless stories of how powerful and downright terrifying that witch is. Bottom line: I don’t want Karl walking into something that’s the equivalent of suicide.

And I’ve finally decided to let him know exactly how I feel about it.

I’ve been sitting here, searching for my voice as I observe Karl in his deepest thinking space. He’s constantly in it, if you ask me - constantly thinking, looking for ways to make his innovations better, stronger, more powerful to add to his chances of victory against the sadistic ruler of this village. He was already at his desk when I walked in, hunched over dozens of drawings drawn with cut-edge precision yet in his mind they are probably not near good enough. In his mind, all he does is never good enough. He prides himself on this factory and what he’s produced thus far but he cannot stay proud of himself for very long, he constantly feels the need to better himself in order to remain worthy in his eyes. I wish I could change his mindset on those grounds but I know that my tries would be futile and pointless.

“Karl?“ I suddenly speak up, surprising both him and myself. I don’t know what I was thinking opening my mouth when I still have no idea how to go about this without making it seem like I don’t believe in him. That is in no way the case. I believe he can defeat her, if he cannot do it himself, his robo-army most certainly can. But I don’t want defeating her to cost him his life cause without him in mine I’m not sure what will be left of me.

He straightens up from where he’s been hunched over for the past God knows how many hours, rolling his shoulders and stretching his arms as her turns to look at me, his sunglasses capturing the white neon light in the office as he does so.

“What is it, darling? Something wrong?“ he takes a step towards me as I stand up and go to approach him.

“Actually...“ Suddenly, that thing he keeps in a safety cell just below this room starts going off with that annoying loud sound it makes. It’s always disturbed me, ever since it came to exist which was not so long ago considering it’s been his latest project. It not only terrifies me but triggers my sound sensitivity as do most of the machines in this forsaken factory.

I close my eyes tightly shut as I cover my ears with my hands, praying for the sound to go away as soon as possible because I can’t take it. It almost makes me physically nauseous and gives me vertigo, bringing me to the brink of tears because of its loudness and intensity, like it’s drilling right into my brain.

I can’t quite pinpoint the exact moment the sound went away because when faced with such a pain-inducing experience, my senses tend to tune out while I still remain conscious, but when my hearing returns I the only thing I’m able to hear is a steady heartbeat and a steady breathing.

“It’s ok, darling. You’re ok.“ I hear Karl’s quiet whisper, giving me peace and coaxing me into opening my eyes.

When I do so, I come to realize why the rest of the world has gone quiet. Why I’m suddenly so flooded with comfort like no one is able to bring me. No one but him. One of my ears is pressed up to his chest while the other is covered by his warm hand which travels up to move a strand of hair from my face and put it behind my ear as he repeats his soothing words like a chant, slowly starting to let go of me out of fear that he’s crossing a line. He’s always so wary about that and I’ll forever be grateful to him for it.

“Are you ok, sweetheart?“ His hands gently cup my cheeks, tilting my head so I can look him in the eyes - directly in the eyes, for he has ridden himself of his glasses. I’ve found he does that often when around me - removes his glasses. I once asked him why that is but the answer he gave me was vague, all the while a small smile played on his face. Guess he’s a bigger secret-keeper than I primarily thought. It doesn’t bother me really, I know the only secrets he keeps are the ones that would be a hazard for my safety if he exposed me to them, so I allow him his secrets and I keep some of my own to myself. It’s only fair, after all.

I nod, blinking up at him, “Yes, I’m ok. But...“ Now or never, girl. Now or never. “But if you want me to be honest, I will be.”

He looks baffled by my answer but he doesn’t falter, quickly regaining his composure before he replies, “Of course, dear. I always want you to be honest with me. What’s on your mind, what’s bothering you?“

Now “I haven’t been really ok for a while now.” I take his hands in mine, removing them from my cheeks but holding them firmly between us - a gesture that surprises me just as much as it shocks him. Never have I felt the need to be so close to someone. It may be momentary and temporary, but I refuse to dwell on that as I push forward with my argument, “I haven’t been ok since you told me about your plane. The whole thing with Mother Miranda and all that...” Not the time to be leaving me, words. I started this, I’ll finish it. “Look, Karl, I know you and your army can bring that witch to her demise but...”

“But what, Y/N? Tell me.“ He encourages me softly, his hands subtly tightening their hold on mine as if to keep me grounded, remind me he’s listening closely to every word I’m saying. Like he always does.

“But what if it doesn’t go as planned?“ I blurt out, biting my bottom lip nervously. It makes me anxious, being so honest and emotionally exposed. That’s so rare for me I doubt I’ll ever get used to it, but that’s the only way I have at least a fragment of a chance of convincing Karl to drop this. “What if things go south and you end up killed or turned into a monster or something else?“

The concern on his face washes away when he hears my words, getting replaced by a soft, consoling smile. I quickly look away, feeling that confession on my part was quite odd. I feel out of place but not uncomfortable, I don’t know how to explain it. It almost feels like relief, like I’ve finally gotten a huge boulder off my chest and I can finally breathe properly. But I can’t, not until I hear his reply. That smile should probably tell me something but it doesn’t - I won’t believe anything until I hear it come out of his mouth with my own two ears.

“Oh Y/N, darling, you won’t lose me. Ever.“ His thumb swipes across my knuckles soothingly, drawing abstract patterns on the skin of the back of my hand, “You never need to worry about me, hun, I ain’t going anywhere. No one can take me away from you or you away from me. Anyone who dares to try, well, bad things will happen to ‘em.“ He chuckles, easing the tension enough for me to able to look up at him again. When our eyes meet again, I see something I can’t name nor describe. All I know is that what he’s telling me is genuine and comes, “I’ll always be here, by your side, Y/N. I will always be here to shield you from anything and anyone. Any rogue lycan or any loud sound, I’ll be there to prevent it from reaching you. Never forget that. Ok?“

That urge to be have him close takes over me again. I think that somewhere in the back of my mind I see a clock ticking down, counting down the numbered hours we have together before he inevitably carries out his plan. As scary as that is, I think I can do nothing but accept it.

And so, that’s exactly what I do.

Wrapping my arms around him tenderly, enveloping him in the first hug I’ve ever given him - probably the first hug anyone has given him - I accept our fate, silently hoping it changes somewhere along the lines.

“Ok.“

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oroborosdreadwalker · 2 years ago

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Ahh yes, fallouts equivalent of the hit song boulevard of broken dreams, the lonesome road, filled with the blue men groups evil cousins the red men group or the marked men, basically reskinned non-feral ghoul enemies, the tunnelers of whom i loath because i swear their hitbox doesnt work half the time and unless they are hitting you in which your hotbox grows 70 sizes and theirs yet again shrinks. 95% chance to hit at medium range with a brushgun with 4 shots thing didnt even fucking move the entire time EVERY FUCKING SHOT MISSED ONE EVEN KILL CAMMED AND SHOWN THE BULLET PULLING A FUCKING XCOM AND JUST GOING THROUGH ITS HEAD AND NOT DOING ANYTHING, and death claws, walk the lonesome road with E-DE but not our E-DE a diffrent one with the same names and memories as his mojave counterpart due to what i have to say is an robo hivemind for the eyebots, grab a personal nuke detonator, and start making oppenhimer even more depressed then he was, while making old Kimmy-Un climax with how much he wants to do that, have E-De taken frim you by some dude named after historical figure Ulyesses S Grant, but just going by Ulyesses telling you "gonna be real cheif this was your fault, your last package contained a fucking supernuke and this place got thanks snapped my G, so yeah your fault fuck you dont care you weren't told what you had, and was told not to look, i could give less of a shit, i could kill you now but I want to tell you how much of a horrible person you are for causing this even though you had no way of knowing, face to face, so imma just steal your robot ok fuck you bye, oh one more thing did i tell you ever though you didnt know what you where delivering because even if you looked in the pakage you wouldn't of found it, that you are 100% the only one to blame for this, not the person who knew what it was and willingly set it off because they ordered it so knew what to do with it? Nah he is completely innocent, i see no reason to blame him, oh by the wayndid you know i mostly work for the legion but dont share the philosophies? Ok cool, you suck, see you soon" explode more nukes, get called an asshole by uylesses a few more times and then confront the man of the hour after getting your robodude back, now two ways this goes down you fight him, his healing eyebots and the marked men at the same time, or you talk him down and fight the marked men together, you then either disarm the nuke, or nuke the legion, NCR or both, lonesome road over. Gonna be real the only thing i like about this DLC is Uylesses and E-DE everything else sucks dick, and is glitchy is fuck to the point i actually cant kill certain creatures due to there hitbox not existing simetimes I swear to Atom. Anyways DLCs done, might do Fo4 next or find a new game to rave over while i take a break from Elden Ring so i dont burn myself out on the game.

#gaming #fallout new vegas #fallout #E-DE #Ulyesses #lonesome road #fuck tunnelers man they suck more than cazadors #atleast you can hit a cazador

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the-hidden-writer · 4 years ago

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And Into The Fire

Chapter 6: Robo-bonding

Summary: Months after the Mitchells saved the world, Linda gets a phone call asking if she’s seen two defective Pal MAX bots. Powerful people are after Eric and Deborabot 5000, and it’s up to the Mitchells to protect them.

Check reblogs for AO3 link!

Robo-bonding

Rick usually loved the sound of crickets at night. On camping trips, he’d make it his mission to get his family to sit outside and appreciate them for at least one night. Truly, the aura of peace and serenity they brought was unmatched.

But now, he’d give anything for them to shut up and stop adding to the awkward atmosphere.

It was their first stop after a full day’s worth of driving. The route to Silicon Valley would take at least two days and the Mitchells had decided to break the journey.

Usually they’d stop at a motel for the night, but ever since they’d technically been harboring fugitives that was no longer an option. Or at least that was the case for the moment, since Rick was happy to leave the bots in the car overnight as long as they were both awake and feeling responsible.

His wife and son were currently in the backseat together, curled up closely against one another as they slept. Monchi was snoring away on his back beside them. Rick had quickly pulled out his camera and snagged a quick photo of the heartwarming sight.

They’d put Eric (actually, Deborahbot had since he was much too heavy for any of them to lift) into the trunk. Deborahbot himself had sat in silence next to his robot friend for most of that first stretch of the journey. He’d only spoken when Linda had asked him directly if he was alright, and once again when the family were saying goodnight to each other.

But when it was clear that Deborahbot wasn’t going to sleep (or go into rest-mode or whatever those robots did) when everyone else was, Rick had listened to his inner Linda and asked him to join him in the front.

Even without his wife’s guidance, Rick knew deep down that it wasn’t healthy to not take a break from watching his brother like a hawk.

So that’s where they were. Rick sitting in the driver’s seat, Deborah sitting in the passenger’s seat, and between them only the crickets had something to say.

“So, uh,” Rick eventually began in a low voice, knowing that the android wouldn’t start a conversation himself, “this is all kinda sudden.”

Deborahbot didn’t reply.

“...Right.” Rick was at a genuine loss for words. He’d obviously talked to the bots before, but never really talked to them. They came as a pair and were always sort of doing their own thing. You could guide them and give them instructions and stuff, sure, but they only really got into deep conversations with each other or maybe sometimes Linda. And even then, it was Eric that tended to do most of the talking.

“It must be hard, huh?”

Deborahbot did not lower his voice when he replied. “What do you mean?”

“SHHH!” Rick pointed at his sleeping family.

Deborahbot 5000 hung his head slightly. “Apologies, Mother’s Husband.”

“No no, you’re good.” Rick wished he’d stop calling him that, though he couldn’t think of an alternative.

“But I mean, um…” he continued. “You bots never leave each other’s side. It must be tough with him gone.”

“But he is not gone.” Deborah said. “He is in the trunk.”

Rick sighed. “That’s not what I…”

The problem with robots is that they weren’t great with picking up on subtext. But to be fair, neither were the Mitchell family.

“Still, you’re worried, right? About him? Heck, even I’m worried and I barely know you guys. I can’t imagine how you must be feeling. If you do... feel.”

There was a short pause. Rick had never realised that robots needed thinking time. Or maybe it was just a defective robot thing.

“I am worried about us, yes.”

Us..?

“Aw shoot I totally forgot they’re after you too!” Rick exclaimed quietly. “Have you had any more attacks since, or..?”

Deborahbot turned his head to face forward before answering. As far as Rick could tell, he didn’t have any cameras on the side of his head so the gesture must have just been for dramatic effect. “Not since this morning. Now that my brother is turned off, they can access him without resistance.”

Deborah said it so casually that Rick almost missed the implication of the words.

“Wait, wait wait wait, hold on,” he said as he shuffled to face Deborahbot better, “what does that mean? You mean they can still get to him when he’s like this? They’re, what, doing stuff to him as we speak?”

“Yes.” Deborahbot answered bluntly.

This was bad. All this time, Rick had assumed that the reason Eric was switched off was to stop Pal Labs from hacking him (or whatever the technical term was). But if that just made it easier for them…

“So then why are we even doing this?” He asked, his voice raising a little. “If he’s just gonna get mind-controlled anyway, why are we taking you guys right to them?!”

Deborahbot’s head turned to face him again. “We are going to ask them to stop.” He said it firmly but there was an edge of doubt creeping into his voice.

“But that was to stop them before they took over Eric, wasn’t it? What if they can’t change back what they’ve already done or something? It might already be too late- I don’t know how this works!”

“Wh-What if…” Deborahbot’s voice was barely audible.

“Yeah, man, what if?!” Rick whispered angrily. “You should’ve thought about this beforehand! We should’ve thought about it before we went along with this spontaneous plan!”

“What if…”

It was then that Rick realised what he’d said and who he’d said it to.

“Oh, Deborah, I-”

“What if they delete his memory?” Deborahbot started to speak faster. “What if they reset him? What if they fix him? What if they break him completely? What if-”

“Deborah…”

This was a mistake. Rick shouldn’t have brought it up, or at least not in front of the poor android. The two were like twins, practically joined at the hip, and were so childish at times that catastrophizing in front of one of them regarding the other was probably the worst thing he could've done. Even though his own concerns about Eric were very real and genuine, Deborahbot didn’t need to hear them.

It had taken 18 years to start getting things right with Katie. He wanted to have another chance to get it right with the bots.

“Listen, that’s not what’s happening.” Rick said, putting a lot of effort into sounding as convincing as possible. “They probably just want you guys back. But once we get there and show ‘em you’re harmless, they’ll let you go! Don’t listen to what I said, you know how I get angry for no reason, haha.”

Deborahbot seemed to think it over. Sometimes, Rick wished that they had proper faces so that he could gauge their expressions properly. It would make his life a lot easier.

At some point during that conversation, the crickets had stopped chirping. He hadn’t even noticed.

“...Do you really think so, Mother’s Husband?”

Rick smiled reassuringly. “‘Course I do, Deb.”

They sat in silence for a few minutes. Rick sincerely hoped that he’d mended the pit of fear he’d opened within Deborahbot. It was funny, the rift that had once been between him and Katie was caused by technology. Now he was trying to fix a rift with a piece of technology itself.

Deborahbot seemed content to just sit in silence like that for the rest of the night, but Rick wanted to get some sleep.

He nodded toward the trunk. “Hey, you might wanna get some rest. Don’t stay up all night thinking about this.”

“But-”

“Ah ah, no buts.” Rick waggled his finger. “That’s an order.”

“Ok!”

Dangit, for a moment there it had felt so much like he was talking to another human being that he’d completely forgotten to mind his language. He didn’t want it to seem like he was forcing him.

Deborahbot had already opened the door to move back into the trunk with Eric. "Goodnight, Mother's Husband."

“Deborah! Before you go-” Deborah stopped mid-motion to listen to him- “maybe cut it out with the whole ‘Mother’s Husband’ thing.”

Rick couldn’t believe he was about to do this. It was a step that Linda wanted him to take but he’d never quite felt ready for. But the bots needed family now more than ever, and who else was going to give it to them?

“Just call me ‘Dad’.”

Deborahbot cocked his head for a second (long enough for Rick to consider backtracking) before he exited the car and stood up straight.

“Goodnight, Dad.”

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petitelepus · 3 years ago

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Tarn MTMTE #22

Thank you Lovely, here is your story!

WARNING: AMPUTATION, ROBO BLOOD, PAIN, SUFFERING, AND A GROUP OF PSYCHOPATHS.

There has been a war for as long as you can remember. You were constructed cold for the war between Autobots and Decepticons but you never really felt like you belonged anywhere. Even less on the battlefield. You could take a gun and shoot, but you could never take a life. You valued life more than anything else so why everyone wanted you to do so?

You didn't want to take lives, you wanted to save them. If you had been given the chance, you would have loved to study to become a medic, but fate was cruel and you weren't given that chance. Then you got shot in front lines with a fragging fusion cannon and everyone left you behind... Your own comrades were too busy retreating and they wouldn't even have had the resources to save you. Not with your whole helm blown off... But you didn't die that day...

You wouldn't call yourself a traitor to the Decepticon cause. Like, Starscream was a Decepticon and a high ranked one and he was now Cybertron's ruler. You heard Swindle had a nice thing going in capital and Skullcruncher was his own comedy show. Everyone's lives changed and the Decepticons adapted to living with Autobots. It was only natural.

So why were you on your knees before the feared Decepticon Justice Division and not them? Because they stayed safe in Cybertron? Because you had wanted to spend your free life exploring new universes, planets, and people? Whatever the reason was, you were most certainly screwed.

"Now, do you know why you're here, little femme?" Tarn, the famous and feared leader of the DJD asked from you. You swallowed and shook your helm, too scared to actually talk. Your crimson optics flicked from one mech to another. You knew their names very well. Helex, Tesaurus, Vos, Kaon, and his pet Sparkeater. Every one of them was a ruthless killer and they wouldn't mind crossing your name from the List.

"You were reported as a casualty during the war but you didn't die, didn't you?" He Con asked and you could hear the smile on his face behind his Decepticon mask. "And when you survived you chose to stay dead instead of joining your comrades again."

"I- I-!"

"A a a~! That was a rhetorical question." He waved his finger at you and you shut your mouth.

"Now, you and I aren't so different. You may have heard it already, but I'm Outlier and if rumors are to be believed so are you?"

You could feel the group's optics on you, expecting you to plead for your life, but you just stared at the huge Decepticon before you in fear until he chuckled and that alone almost made you cry. "Oh, of course, you can speak now."

"P- please, what do you want from me?" You asked fearfully, coolant collecting to the corners of your optics.

"What we want is simple. We want you to join us." Tarn said and you looked at him in shock. Had you heard correctly? The Decepticon Justice Division wanted you? But why? You weren't a stone-cold killer like they were. Despite attending the war, you had never taken a life.

"But of course, we have to test and see ourselves if you really are the femme we were looking for." Tarn looked at his comrades and snapped his fingers. "Tesaurus, if you will do the honor?"

"With pleasure." The enormous mech with a huge red X over his optics said and walked up to you and you cried out in fear, quickly bolting to your feet and trying to run when a pair of clamps on his shoulders grabbed you and lifted you off the ground.

"No- NO, PLEASE!" You cried in horror as you heard his chassis starting and you looked down to see the sharp blades whirring to life. "Please, NO, I'll join you, don't do THIS-! YAAAH!" You were cut off by a blood-curdling scream as your legs were sunk into Tesaurus' chassis and his shredder chopped your legs off.

You were maybe hard to kill but you did feel pain and living for millennials didn't make you any tougher or more resistant towards the pain.

"Enough!" Tarn called and Tesaurus pulled you out of his chassis and set you on the ground. You were crying and mumbling incoherently as you tried to crawl away from these psychopaths but the stumps that were left of your legs dragged you down.

The only thing was that they weren't like that for long. The Decepticon Justice Division watched how the wires, tubes, and metal started to grow back from what was left of your legs and in 5 minutes your legs were back like they were never gone.

"Incredible...!" You heard someone gasp before a set of purple legs stopped right in front of you. Tarn himself kneeled down and grabbed your chin so he could make you look at him.

"I'm giving you two choices and you get to choose which one you prefer. One, we will take you with us and keep you in life support as we harvest your organs constantly. Would you go mad from pain and beg us to kill you for good? That wouldn't happen."

You shivered and shook your helm like crazy. Anything but the pain. You were ready t do anything else than suffer constantly.

"Or, you join us and we take what we need from you, but there will be a medic taking care of you so you won't feel a thing."

Both options were so similar and they left you with little choice. Suffer or don't. One way or another, you would end up in Peaceful Tyranny and you wouldn't be able to leave.

"H- How can I trust you don't hurt me again?" You stuttered through tears and sobs and you could see a grin in Tarn's optics as he placed his hand over his chassis where his spark was. "You have my word. No one will hurt and even less touch you without my permission."

You squinted your optics at him. You weren't sure if you could trust him, but you had no choice in that matter. So you nodded weakly and you could see him beaming behind his mask. He picked you up gently like he was handling a neoncat and he carried you towards the Peaceful Tyranny with you in his arms like new Conjunxes.

"I trust you are a mech of your word..." You grumbled weakly and he chuckled, "I am nothing but honest. Also, your voice?" His voice dropped and you flinched as he let go of his self-control and his field flared and all you could feel radiating from him was pure carnal lust.

“Can you feel what you’re doing to me?” He asked and saw the lust in his crimson optics. "I can't wait to hear what other kinds of voices you can make."

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 4 years ago

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I got escape for the word generator, so can I get yandere trigger happy havoc boys with and s/o who's the ultimate escape artist?

Ooooo I haven’t written any yandere content in a hot minute *eyes emoji*

.............

Mondo

Not too knowledgeable on how to properly tie someone up himself.

His gang usually takes care of that with rope, chains, and bent metal pipes.

So it’s rather easy for his s/o to slip out of any restraint they’re put into.

Of course, Mondo will throw a massive temper tantrum every time to scare them into staying hidden.

But if any of the members tried to beat them up to get them to comply...

Well, let’s say they’re never seen again and Mondo’s gotta wash tons of pink off his hands.

Crazy Diamonds could disband for all he cares--they come second, his s/o is first.

His s/o feels bad for the gang, and wonders if Daiya would ever approve of this.

Taka

He’s madly in love with his s/o--finally being able to experience romance without studies or family matters hindering him.

But is it to the point where he’d try to restrict their free will so they couldn’t abandon him? No.

The first time he tried to, he only managed to approach them with a chloroform rag....

Before giving up and crying into their arms, ashamed of his intentions.

His s/o is alarmed by his bizarre change in behavior, but comforts him and promises they won’t leave him.

He just becomes overly affectionate and clingy instead, trying to study all he can about romance to be the perfect lover.

Taka is the nicest type of yandere...if you could even call him that.

Kiyondo

If Taka’s soul-bond takes over, he pretty much acts like Mondo.

Minus the biker gang.

Though he’ll try barriers, zip ties--anything he can find to keep his s/o from leaving him.

But his work is often sloppily done, since part of him is still somewhat convinced his actions are wrong and immoral.

When they do get free, he just huffs and has a brief temper tantrum.

Though eventually he walks away to cool off.

Usually he’s back to normal sometime after that.

Leon

Doesn’t care about music, baseball, or even his own looks anymore.

But when he sees someone being a bit too “friendly” or rude to his s/o...

Suddenly he feels like practicing some swings with that baseball bat in his closet.

When that’s taken care of, he’d try to imprison them in a batting cage, using whatever kind of lock he can get his hands on...

...only to turn around and find his s/o outside of it, holding said lock with a bored expression.

“A common lock? That’s child’s play. You really need to step up your game, sugar.”

*insert the ghostly face Leon made when Makoto demanded he showed his toolkit to the class*.

Chihiro

With this seemingly sweet and innocent boy, it’s hard to believe he’d be a challenge for the Ultimate Escape Artist.

But you’d be wrong.

He learned how to program locks with complex codes and ciphers that are nearly unsolvable by anyone except him.

Keyword is “nearly”, because he does feel some guilt if he keeps his s/o confined for too long.

So he’ll scatter numbers and letters around the room, allowing them to piece together the code on their own.

Usually the keys are things of “importance” to him like their birthday, the day they met Chihiro, their anniversary date, etc.

Yasuhiro

Any type of restraint he tries only has a 30% chance of working.

Which is quite low, and so his s/o escapes quickly.

Though he did manage to put them into the Robo Justice suit (minus the helmet), having learned how it works and making sure he destroyed the blueprints.

For once they’re actually stuck for a bit, and he’s shocked but pleased with himself.

“Hiro, we can’t have dates or properly hug when I’m in this suit, y’know..”

“....really?? Awh man..”

He’s gullible as hell and decides to drop the whole yandere thing after they get free.

Hifumi

He’s thought of..interesting ways to trap his s/o.

But he’s too nervous to actually try anything, given how smart and skilled they are at escaping.

So he just writes fanfics about it instead.

Definitely calls himself “yandere” and looks into yandere-based animes.

But he’s fairly harmless.

So his s/o doesn’t have much to worry about.

It’s safe to say his love for them surpasses his love for 2-D.

Togami

He’s read about many escape artists and other criminals/delinquents in his spare time.

So he knows their tactics--their methods of escape.

He doesn’t see his s/o any differently from them.

But he still loves them dearly, so he makes the traps/restraints he utilizes like a game for both of them.

If they break free, he tries something else the next day. Something more difficult.

He just wants to see how long it takes before they quit and surrender.

But they’re stubborn, like him, so it’s entertaining.

Makoto

He won’t even try anything.

Although he worries about his s/o leaving him for being “average”, it’s not like he wants them to live a restricted life.

From time to time, he might corner them and ask them where they’ve been.

But he’s quick to drop the act and apologize.

Like Hifumi and Taka he won’t cause any problems whatsoever.

He only trusts that with his luck, they’ll stay with him.

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