#GUH… THEIR.. DOCS….

[roxqueenlol]

guh… bar(f) and.. cccarrie…..they wanted to play doctors…..

( @carriecorzetti )

[ch3rry-drywall]

[lazicalm]

"Head back home to the place I grew up" Harvey by Alex G

Trans Eugene Roe for @camp-bruins :-) (some baberoe but its not main focus, 922 words)

When he was a kid he started cutting his hair short. He cut it to rid himself of the smell of shrimp and fish that clung to his skin and clothing. When he looked in the mirror afterward, skin golden, smile gap-toothed, and freckles spanning his chubby cheeks the pit in his gut filled in like the tide seeping onto the beach. He looked in the mirror and saw someone who looked like his father, and the curling yellowed pictures of his Grand-pere that his Grand-mere kept tacked to the walls of her home.

Roe stared at his mom when she cried, picking up the strands of the once-long hair that now sat limply on the wooden floor under his bare feet. Something wasn't connecting—why was she crying when it would have been easier to care for him? When he looked like what he quietly prayed to God to look like? When he would no longer come to her and complain of overheating from long black hair covering the back of his neck and his shoulder blades?

She came around to it in the end. Dried her tears and took the shears from his tiny hands, moving his head back and forth before slowly evening it out. Shearing the sides short and making the top even instead of the choppy mess it was. 

His Grand-mere took one gander at him before reaching into the bins of clothing she had and grabbed out a pair of jeans and a button-up his father had when he was his age. She looked him up and down when he changed into it and sucked her teeth while fixing the shirt on him. Roe tucked his nose into the crook of her shoulder and could smell the herbs that seemed to be rubbed into her clothing and soft skin. 

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Before he joined up he got a newer- better- birth certificate. His mama got over it– after a handful of years she even got used to it, said that having another boy in the family helped when the fishing season came ‘round. 

Roe’s Grand-mere packed him one last set of clothes into the small suitcase he brought with him from home, a set of his grand-pere’s Sunday best, and hugged him hard enough to make the mangled scars on his chest throb dully. She kissed his cheek at the train station with her cheek packed with herbs and tucked a rosary into the pocket of his pants, telling him to be a good boy and patting his cheek with a final ‘minou’. He watched her hold his mama against her side as the train rolled out of the station, both of their hair pulled up and looking all prim and proper against the mess of city people.

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Bastogne makes the scar tissue on his chest throb and ache. Like they could rip open and spill blood on the inside of his uniform until it soaked through. His gut hurt– not in the way it did when he turned 13 and woke up curled and sobbing through the dull throbs that slowly made his pelvis numb– but like something was lacking- a hole carved through him from one side to the other.

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Eagles Nest is a reprieve from the silence that seemed to consume him. Like when he played dress up in his father's clothes- or played the son in house with his older sisters. Roe plays baseball like his brothers did and tries to ignore the way that a few of the men look at him when he shivers out of the uniform to dip into the lake. Luz makes up some insane story, something about fighting a crocodile when all he remembers growing up with were alligators. 

Babe looks at him like something clicked in his head. Like the slim flare of his hips finally made sense and the way his cheeks held fat just a bit differently than the rest of the men. How his voice cracked a little harder and when he was half asleep his voice was always higher than in the middle of the day. Or how his uniform wasn’t made to fit him. How his boots were 3 sizes smaller than the other men. 

He saddles up to him. Tucks into his side the best he could while being a wee bit taller than him. He looks him in the eyes the same way his Grand-mere did when he walked into her house with his hair short and it makes his hands shake and his mouth dry in a way he didn’t want to look at too hard.

In the silence of the night– skies clear and air quiet, lacking gunshots in a way that hadn’t existed for months at that point- Babe asks him about it. Asks if he took his name after someone, (“After the pastor at the church I went to as a child”), and asks who did the surgery, (“I forgot what his name was. Some big shot from the city that I worked my ass off for months to pay for after I first heard of him.”), asks if he knows anyone else like him, (“Not that I can remember. You don’t talk about that kind of stuff.”)

There’s a weight lifted from his shoulders to tuck himself into the side of someone who wasn’t his mother or Winnie and talking about it. Talking about it to someone who got it in a way– maybe not in the way he experienced it, but in a way. 

[xxri]

tell us abt ur prsk unit....

it seems i ahve been found by prsk oc tumblr helloo. girl band with something very wrong. more under the cut i guess

helloo.... garden of eden posting.... vkei band that mostly plays vocarock and metal (i dont really know specific genres Heart emoji.) very much inspired by leia by yuyoyuppe I LOVE LEIA.

they don't really shoot for a huge goal like the other units they are all learning to love playing music for themselves and not for fame or whatever. they play together just for the sake of it ^_^ ive posted everyones profiles but here are their ref sheets

they have a cover song list here ^_^ (many of these would be rearranged but do u see my vision....)

and voice claims . i kind of designed all four of them with the singers in mind i am a #Big fan of all of them. ruri, tsubaki, kanna, sumire

also vaguely inspired by musicians i like ... i wanted there to be more obvious references in their unit outfits but i guess i can do that for card sets (if i ever design any)

as for story ......... idrk how to summarize their story on a surface level WHAHA . ruri is a vocaP and recruits the others to form a band for fun. tsubaki is her childhood friend, sumire is a huge fan of her music and brings kanna along (BAD IDEA) 99% of the problems in the band are caused by kanna arguing with everyone over nothing

at first the focus is on tsubaki and the others helping her search for her true passion before she graduates. she joins the band to spend time with ruri, she doesn't actually gaf about music (she doesnt gaf about anything) but slowly learns to love it and enjoy being in the band.

everyone else has their arcs, kanna is very annoying and pretentious and wants to be popular while the other three are like "hey man. maybe being in a band isnt all about fame ^_^;;" sumire is a total beginner at music and is seen as "weird" but finds friends who accept her, ruri arc happens much later cuz everyone else is just learning things she already knew. but she learns to be more honest with everyone.

basically they all join for superficial reasons and eventually learn to really truly love music ^_^ also the sekai is haunted mansion ish and the vocaloids are all ghosts Here is miku and flower probably. i am very indecisive on how they will look

ermmmm Idk what else to post. relationship chart and ruri and sumire instrument models (Ruri stolen from toko kirigaya #I LOVE MORFONICA!!!!!!) idk anything about drums or violin models so they just get whatever. their main motif is flowers i guess but they're not very flowery that's mostly just ruri's influence being a big flower fan. ok i will not make this post longer than it needs to be Thank you for asking i love my daughters ^_^

[codderanged]

*cracks knuckles*

Dadler fic soon. Oneshot? Maybe. Ongoing series? Maybe. All I know is I'm researching gunshot wounds and addictive pain killers.

[roe-and-memory]

sometimes i just sit down, shuffle an album, and think about the songs in the context of cars characters

one of my original ideas was to”hey driver” by zach bryan being a doc song (for obvious reasons), and tonight i decided i wanted to listen to the entire Zach Bryan album . and oh my god. tears in my eyes.

tourniquet is a song about someone (in this case, its zachs pov) trying to help and be there for someone who isn’t cooperating, who doesnt want help (the person zach is singing about)

lightning, at the point of cars 1 and presumably a little bit after has this mindset. he doesnt want help, he thinks he can take care of himself — help makes him weak, help makes him unlovable — and its easier to feel nothing at all about anyone than it is to be emotional and reactive.

lightning is negatively reactive in the angry way. he doesnt want help, but maybe theres that part of him that Needs help — that needs someone to look at him with love in their eyes and promise him the world nobody had ever given him before. he rejects this help anyway, however, and he replaces it with that coldness that he’s so disgustingly familiar with.

but.. but imagine radiator springs becoming his Tourniquet.

theyre there for him to fall back on, theyre there to clean his scraped knees and promise him everything will be okay. he doesnt quite realize it yet, he may not appreciate it yet, but “i’ll bandage up your body and your bones and your bad days too” (lyric from the song) is so. Them.

“you’ve been stabbed in the back and the rest of your body — won’t you tell me where you're bleedin' from?” his refusal to ask for help, the inevitable of people figuring out whats wrong anyways.

the acceptance that comes with learning love is so incredibly difficult for him. the town teaches him its not that hard, that its not impossible for him to be loved, and that his behaviour didnt ruin him for everyone. they are his tourniquets, forever and always.

[empydoc]

suggestive / slightly explicit thing for hush/doc minors dni for this one!

i love to imagine hush's first time seeing doc undressed is to touch their skin very lightly and gently. to caress and hold their body in his hands and keep them pressed against him, because even if they don't have the smoothest skin in the world it's so incredibly soft to him. he's never held anyone else like this before, so of course he's relishing in it.

also, it's quite a real thing to have someone's guard down so low that they take everything off for you. clothes are a comfort for many. to watch them wear nothing at all feels like a mutual surrender in a way. it (as he discovers eventually) turns him on to incredible amounts.

[dragoncarrion]

i heart doing research on animal adaptations to use them for my dragons while throwing out basic realistic stuff. like giving them fireproof feathers

[dailybuglebunny]

HE GOT SMOOTHED OUT SO BAD ??????????? WHO SANDED HIM

[correctrvbquotes]

Doc: An A.I. fragment? That I remember. Hey Simmons, remember that A.I. I had for a while? That thing was crazy.

The Meta growls and approaches Doc

Doc: Yipes!

Washington: Halt. Meta, stop!

Doc: Wyaa! Simmons, help me!

Washington: You, what did you just say?

Doc: Tht- tht- tht- tht tht, that I had one of your A.I. units?

The Meta grunts

Washington: Stand down. You said had. Where is it now?

Doc: Gone.

Washington: Which one?

Doc: Uh, uh ub, the mean one.

Washington: Its name. Did you know its name?

Doc: Uh, O'Malley. I mean uh, Omega.

Washington: Well that one's been accounted for.

Doc: I-I only had it for a short time.

Washington: Well then good. You know what to look for. I need a complete scan of my friend here. And I would recommend you don't use any needles. He hates needles, and we wouldn't wanna make him angry, now would we?

[ap0stle]

i wish i would get back into writing instead of drawing or like. both maybe. the only problem is that project A is depressing and drags the fuck on so hard i cant touch it without zoning out. project B is just a giant mess and the only cohesive parts to it are the horrible depressing parts which again. drag like fuck to try and build on. so i get stuck writing little fun bits and pieces of the latter and not making any actual progress on anything

[roe-and-memory]

as i sound like a broken record, i still cannot stop thinking about lightning with his freckles and rosacea and sally with her chronic arthritis + circulation issues in her hands… i offer you: more projection at the expense of lightning mcqueen and sally carrera

sally has a picking issue. it comes with her ocd, she cannot help it for the life of her, but her knuckles and backs of her hands are always sort of a mess of dry skin. no matter how many creams doc prescribes her to avoid stuff like this (along with the idea of a possible infection getting into those little cuts and gashes), it never works. it brings her a sort subconscious comfort that pisses her off when she realizes shes doing it.

at some point she tries wearing gloves to avoid it, but it just made her hands itchy and uncomfortable and she spent the entire day in an uncomfortable state of sheer anxiety. it drives her NUTS that she cant stop, but its literally just a godawful habit she cant get rid of.

sometimes it takes holding lightnings hand, or trying to divert her mind from the easy way out of her anxiety to be able to properly handle it and actually stray away from it, but in times of high anxiety (particularly races) doc will have to repeatedly remind her to stop hurting her hands and instead focus on something else. his reminders work sometimes, but it usually takes a few to fully stop.

lightning, on the other hand, does something similar but not as harmful to himself — rather the shirt hes wearing or the jacket he has on.

it becomes some kind of instinct to just. Chew. on the hem of the neck of his shirts when hes thinking or when he zones out. he doesnt always realize hes doing it, but he Most Definitely has a couple shirts with holes that he May or May Not have accidentally on purpose put there for comfort. because yeah, its a comfort thing too.

he finds it kind of annoying, but he’ll also instinctively pull part of his shirt over his face to think better. it sounds ridiculous, but it somehow ends up working out for him. when all else fails, chew on your shirts, apparently.

a lot of the time he also does it because Clothes are too tight. like he genuinely cannot stand the feeling of his shirt on his skin sometimes, so he’ll just do his best to Remove that feeling, and it just so happens to find its way over his face like a really bad mask.

[leonardalphachurch]

musing about some stuff about tucker. very loose and train of thought. mentions of sa and racism

there’s a kind of analysis i’ve always found it difficult to talk to wrt tucker is the way his story is, like… sexual assault coded? it’s an aspect of his character that’s important to me and the way i write him but you understand that it requires much more attention and care than the off the cuff meta i usually put up here. i kind of brush upon it with the whole “tucker loves to be betrayed” thing but that’s obviously much more of a lighthearted approach.

there’s the obvious connection of junior. the parallels to sexual assault there i don’t feel like i have to explain? imo i don’t think the show implies that the mechanism was literally rape but there are some jokes that brush up against it, and i know some people do interpret it as such and i don’t think they’re wrong to. especially in the case of trans tucker… we really REALLY didn’t like trans tucker as a teen for this reason lol. people would just so flippantly talk about (and make jokes about?) what was like. quite possibly the most horrifying experience we could imagine. we have less of an emotional response to it these days but we’re still not a huge fan and still hate when ppl make jokes about it. tho that’s true for cis tucker too. we just don’t like “mpreg” jokes in general lol. it’s tolerable when other trans men make them but it’s still not smth we enjoy. especially in the case of tucker being involuntary. it’s just like. i know the show makes them but at least in my opinion the main crux of the comedy there comes not from mocking tucker for being a victim or laughing at the notion of a pregnant man but by treating the fact that tucker had a horror movie plot happen to him as a completely mundane sitcom pregnancy. doc is teaching junior colors tucker is looking at minivans meanwhile he’s eating caboose in the background. i feel like that’s where the humor shines in that situation. i’m getting off topic

these thoughts really started hitting with restoration though. his treatment there is just. i wouldn’t say it’s as strongly sa-coded as the junior stuff but he’s still very much being physically violated and having his agency completely removed. it’s. guh. i’m glad we were having a watch party with our discord but that scene was fucking rough to watch. i genuinely question its inclusion with such a short run time. did we really need to see tucker being tortured there. out of all of the places you could’ve took that plot it just feels like being shocking for the sake of it. kind of off topic again but

tucker is used like. a lot. physically, the entire premise of the show is about the sim troopers being used as glorified target practice. then with crunchbite, then with sigma. the way tucker is repeatedly reduced down to just being his body. completely dehumanized. it’s not about who he is it’s about the way he can be physically used. and there are also moments where he is used for who he is, like, chorus, the blues and reds, even with the sim trooper stuff he’s specifically chosen for blood gulch bc of his personality.

and there is a conversation here about tucker being a black man and the sexualization of black men and the high amount of sexual assault done to black men. and the way that the expectations of sexuality and masculinity affect black men. and the way that tuckers body is physically used very obviously has some clear connotations when you consider his race. but that’s not really my place and even in the spaces of it i do feel qualified to comment on, it would require much MUCH more attention and care to the point where i would basically be writing like. an academic essay. like that’s the kind of thing where i’d genuinely want to be pulling up papers and writings from people more experienced than me. maybe if i ever end up making actual video essays about my rvb thoughts lol.

there’s also the way tucker has an element of hypersexuality to him. he says the temple of procreation didn’t affect him at all, which like haha funny joke but also like. not to get too tmi but we’ve struggled with hypersexuality and pgad and it isn’t. fun. and there’s his premature ejaculation. the fear of someone creeping on him during his time with kai, hell, everything about his behavior in 16. “women are like voltron church the more you hook up the better it gets” just the way he talks to women in general? it is very much sexual harassment and i am NOT excusing that even slightly but it’s also very. safe? no one’s ever going to want to sleep with him if he’s saying “bow chicka bow wow” at them. he’s able to “shoot his shot” and get a guaranteed rejection 99% of the time. so much of tuckers character reads to me as someone who is obsessed with sex but also terrified of it. and like. you could go ohh incel gooner pornbrained man afraid of real women and like. maybe that what the authorial intent with a lot of these jokes but not only do i not feel like that fits with the rest of tuckers character, i also think if you look at the rest of his arc it paints a pretty different picture.

so. i don’t know if i’m going to have tucker being a csa victim be a part of our official headcanoned backstory for him but i definitely think he has some sexual trauma he’s never unpacked. and you could have that just starting with junior but to me it feels like it starts before we even meet him.

…

also ftr i’m not validating the stuff from the origins episode lol. that was written by someone who thinks having child hitler be a camper in his show is funny i literally do not care what he has to say about tucker’s backstory. it makes NO FUCKING SENSE for tuckers early characterization anyway he’s literally. the entire joke of tuckers character in the early seasons is that he’s an inexperienced loser who can’t score because he has no game whos looking for validation by talking like he has lots of experience.

edit: thank you for all the nice words but i’m nervous about this getting too far outside of my circle of mutuals so i’m turning off reblogs for now. if you really wanna reblog it i can turn them back on for you but you have to promise to be chill okay thank you

[dazzyhatzy]

do you have a pjsk self insery,,,

I HAVE A PJSK SELF INSERT HAHAHAHAH

literally my OC in pjsk guh

ok heres some info on her + had to use another art style bc i cant draw humans as well as i thouhgt i could in lineless

Name: Hatzsune Dazzle (haha dazzyhatzy hatzydazzy so funny haha, MIGHT CUANGE HER LAST NAME TO KAMISHIRO BC SHES RUI's SISTER)

- Hatzsune / Hatzy has no actual meaning btw,, its just Hatsune with a Z bc when i made my user i was a Miku stan

Nickname: Hatzy or Dazzy

Unit?: leo/need (I FOUND OUT HER UNIT YYA)

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Straight

Relations: Rui Kamishiro (Older Brother)

Age: 17

Birthday?: July 2nd (my birthday hahahahaha)

Class: 2-A with Nene, An and Akito. (prettyyyyy sure?)

ANYWAY TY! I ALWAYS WANYED TO SHARE HER DESPITE NEVERRRR DRAWING HER

also likes akito haha like me

I might make a google doc full of her info soon,, I REALLY LOVE UR INSERT BTW SUNNII I WAS INSPIRED A LITTTTTLEEEEEEE

[noodleblade]

(BD & ratchet anon) i'm honored you got inspired by my ask! tbh it was just a thought that had been rolling around in my head for a while now and i just wanted to share it :)

but yes! i think a very quiet and comfortable friendship would strike up between them! since it's canon ratchet starves himself for the rest of the team, i like the idea that BD would notice and try to get ratchet to take better care of himself. (especially since BD would feel a little guilty that they have one more mouth to feed b/c of him)

i do think things would get like 5x funnier once KO arrives b/c KO and ratchet would NOT get along. i'm imagining the two of them sniping at each other while BD is just in the background. sweeping the floor. tidying the datapads. wiping the berth. ( ratchet tells BD that's he's surprisingly handy and ratchet's been considering getting an assistant lately would he be interested in a new job? and KO is just 🔪🔪🔪)

Teehee <3 Thanks for the inspo! I'm always thrilled to talk about non-canon friendships and I think they have sooooooooooo much potential for a very fun dynamic!

GUH ;-------------; Breakdown is used to keeping an eye on Knock Out so unintentionally he does the same for Ratchet. For Knock Out, it was always just how their partnership worked and he enjoys caring for him, but for Ratchet, he can see the wear and tear clear as day and can't understand how the Autobots are going forward like this. He brings Ratchet his ration every day (especially when he notices the medic sometimes forgets in order for Bee or Arcee to top off on what they need). He takes on the heavy lifting around the medbay ("no need to wear yourself out doc"). He even offers to oil up Ratchet's finger joints. Ratchet's response is a firm, balking no but a few days pass and he kind of warms up to the idea. Cue the most awkward night ever where Breakdown does maintenance on Ratchet's hands with surprising delicacy. When pressed, Breakdown just shrugs and mentions he likes doing it for Knock Out and misses him. Ratchet kindly doesn't ask more questions about Breakdown's weird position.

The KOBD reunion is teeth-rottingly sweet but Ratchet ruins it immediately by just being there. Knock Out can see how comfortable Breakdown is and gets immediately threatened. Not only is Breakdown his assistant (the absolutely screaming match he gets into with Ratchet for even offering Breakdown a job), but Knock Out prides himself on being Breakdown's medic. No one else. He critiques the repairs that Ratchet has made to his assistant. He is tempted to redo all of them and Breakdown has to placate him and calm him down. It becomes Breakdown's new role- mediator of the medics. Its becomes a very integral position in the medbay.

[chrysalispilled]

guh i’m laying my head on her lap like a cat. ^^^ that’s half of what sky sees all the time out of the mask

i’m feeling mushy sorryyy!! she’s strong for around 5’7,,,,,, thinkin of her practically wrangling sky whenever they cuddle, yeah one of them has super strength but she sure as hell isn’t gonna use it

and and! this thought came to me when i was thinkin of martor (hi marly if u see this) and how in her last piece of them, she drew vik in his harness, giving her a shoulder massage! yes the actuators probably don’t put that much strain on her, they were made to be as strong and agile as possible, but it gets tedious having metal on your back all the time!

drabble below. sorry. i got out of hand

“Luuucyyy,” Doc Ock’s voice pours out in a soft drawl. She sits in a simple armchair, in her own apartment, but she’s keeping up the supervillain act. Only faintly lit by a few quaint lamps and the setting sun she faces, her smile grows. Maybe she was trying to ambush an enemy, or simply putting on a show.

Olivia only spoke when a nimble figure clad in blue and white dropped onto the balcony. It’s Sky-Spider- The heroine slips in the window and slides her mask off in a few smooth motions, revealing a sweet smile on her round face. “Liv!” She exclaims, tossing her mask to the coffee table and bounding forward.

Olivia almost falls back with the chair at the brunt of the hug, her glasses falling lopsided as she attempts to stand. Lucielle was just as loving as usual, it was a regular occurrence for her to be as excitable as a puppy. Liv jolted to stand, only stumbling right before the Spider’s toes touch the floor. They almost spin in their hug, but just on cue, Olivia tightens the hug.

“What happened this time?!” The doctor teases, “Were you really out fighting someone else?”

Sky lets herself be lifted a little, her thoughts swimming with joy. It was the prospect of not always having to be the strong one, even for Olivia, they both let themselves open up with each other.

“Of course not!” Lucielle snickers, breaking out of the hug ever so slightly. But this movement was seen as an opening, prompting Olivia to spin where she stands and get the upper hand on Sky, pushing the hero down onto the armchair. Sky squeaked, the feathers on her suit’s collar puffing up like the tail of a surprised cat. She blinks a few times, reeling at the quick motions, before looking up and grinning.

The brighter smile causes Olivia to tilt her head slightly, her own smile slim and sweet. She leans down, a few thick curls cascading down her shoulders and her sundress practically billowing. Her hands find the armrests and her face is near the Spider’s.

“Do you promise?”

“Promise.”

and then they kiss BLAH BLAH BLAH AHHGG