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urfavlarry · 9 months ago

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Heyyy:)

I’ve been reading every single SBG Post you have, and I kindly wanted to request something👉👈

Sooo (reader) who’s main weapons are fireworks/explosives(cuz light, and well explosions) And they somehow get hurt by them one day?

(Preferably gn/fem reader, with Ben, Aiden and/ or Tyler) 🧎🧎

Sooo thx for reading this:) You’re so cool!

A/N: oo love this!! thank you for requesting<3 and btw idk why Aidens is so long I think I blacked out while writing for him :,)

warnings: bl00d, swearing, bad grammar, explosives, fireworks, mentions of gagging and throwing up

scenario:

You’ve been playing around with explosives ever since you were little. You lived with your older brother who was experiences with these things and since he couldn’t teach you how to fight, he chose to teach you how to work with explosives. Whether it was fireworks, dynamite, grenades, you knew how to work it. One day while fighting off a phantom your own weapon, well, backfires.

Ben Clark 🎧ྀི

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You throw the grenade at the phantom, another in hand waiting to be thrown. You don’t realize you already pulled out the pin from the grenade and it explodes in your hand. You feel numb, eyes wide from the sudden explosion and ears ringing. You feel a really bad pain in your arm, well at least whats left of it and scream. Everyone turns in your direction and either gasp, scream, or full on start to gag. Ben rushes to your side and pick you on on his back and runs with you to the graveyard along with everyone else, Ashlyn yelling a quick; “Everyone back down.”

Your vision starts to get blurry and someone hits your cheeks; “Y/N, you need to stay awake, okay? Don’t pass out, Y/N, Y/N!” You keep your eyes open but look away from the gruesome sight and start to sob. “Everything will be okay we won’t let anything happen to you.” You hear a robotic kind of voice and look into that direction seeing Ben with the most worried expression, Aiden standing there next to him to somewhat calm him down. You smile weakly but instantly hold back a scream of pain as someone starts to clean your wound.

“Fuck..” You groan and look at the night sky, hoping for this pure torture to end. You sigh as they finally start to wrap your ‘arm’ and finish the little procedure. After that Ashlyn goes away, probably to throw up or something. You don’t blame her, that was really a gruesome sight. You feel a presence beside you and look towards the person, smiling when you see Ben. “Hey..” You say and he nods, pulling you a bit closer to him. You rest your head on his shoulder and close your eyes, trying to sleep the trauma off. It was funny, you were taking it more lightly than you thought. “Ben?” You say and he looks down at you. “Isn’t it funny?” You smile and look up at him, making him raise a brow; “That everyone is taking this so harshly while I’m here literally not even crying? Well yes I did cry but that shit really hurt and I—” You shut up when you get embraced into a hug. You relax and let the tears fall, Ben patting your back. “Let it out.” He whispers so only you could hear. You were one of the only ones except Aiden and his family that heard his voice. It wasn’t often but when he did speak a warm feeling welled up in your chest.

“It’s okay, I’m here.” He says in a raspy voice and you sniffle, pulling away from the hug. You look up at the stars, trying to ignore your aching arm. “Thanks, um, for being here when I need you.” You say and he nods, kissing your cheek and puts an arm around your shoulder. “I’d do anything for you, I’m just sad I couldn’t stop this whole thing from happening.” He thinks to himself and just stares at you lovingly, leaving you to rest.

Aiden Clark

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Everything hurt like hell. You could hear a faint buzz in your head as you tried to quickly move away but a sharp pain pierced through your entire body. Tears started to fall from your face. “Why am I crying?” You think to yourself not knowing how to stop the bothersome tears from coming down your face. You look down at your body and your eyes widen, brain forever traumatized by the gruesome sight. Your leg was completely torn off and your side was bleeding as well. Fire was forming beside you where an explosion once erupted from your fireworks. You look at the sky, just hoping for the clock to strike 7 like it usually did and end this horrible nightmare. You feel your body be picked up by someone and just close your eyes, shoulders relaxing as your whole world turns into a black void.

You jolt awake, looking around frantically, quickly relaxing when you recognize your little safe space; your room. You groan, your side and leg feeling numb and tingly. Looking up at the ceiling you contemplate whether you should go to school or not, but you know that would worry your friends and even Aiden even more than you already did. Slipping from under the covers you get ready and walk down to the kitchen where your brother was making you breakfast, your favorite. He smiles at you warmly and kisses your forehead; “Tough night?” He knew what has been going on, you told him just a few weeks after Savannah. You were the first out of the group to tell anyone and your brother of course believed you, knowing you as a person to not make up such things. You frown at the thought of last night and decide to not tell him, knowing he would take the blame, saying something like; “I should’ve taught you better.” or even going as far as saying “I shouldn’t have taught you at all.” You sigh and put on a fake smile; “Hey I’m fine! Everything went well last night.” He smiles and ruffles up your hair; “Okay kiddo, if you say so. Now get to school you don’t wanna be late.” He says and you nod, quickly going upstairs yo gather some last minute things and rush to catch the bus, not really being in the mood to walk to school.

You get to the bus and see a very tired and worried looking group of kids, aka the group. Ben was comforting Aiden who was more quiet then usual, Tyler looking more pissed then ever, Taylor being the complete opposite and put on a fake smile, and well Ashlyn had a poker face on like usual but still looked pretty worried having her head rested on the window looking at god knows what. “Hey.” You say and everyone looks up, Taylor rushing to hug you and Logan who you hadn’t noticed did as well, all of them bombarding you with questions. You sit down and turn so your back is against the chair in front of you and legs towards the back of the seat you were sitting on. You were facing the group and everyone waited for you to speak, but only Aiden caught your eye. He wasn’t looking in your direction and was fiddling with his fingers, something very unlike him. You tell everyone you’re fine and tell them you can talk about it later, grabbing Aidens shoulder when you get off the bus. “Guys go on ahead, we will be there in a minute.” Everyone nods and Aiden tenses up and looks down.

“Hey hun, everything okay? You’re more quiet than usu—” You get taken by surprise when Aiden raises his voice at you, tears in his eyes and a very worried but angry expression on his face. “Okay? Y/N I really am not okay. I saw my s/o get blown up by fireworks, do you know how that feels?” You go to speak but get cut off again and just stay quiet from then; “I’m glad you’re okay but I’m not, oh but wait! I’m totally fine! I just saw the love of my fucking life get blown up but thats totally fine! Is that what you wanted to hear Y/N? Well too bad.” He says and you furrow your brows, fist clenching and face going a bit paler than usual.

“That’s nice Aiden, but you are forgetting who actually suffered here. I’m the one who got hurt and you don’t understand how fucking painful that shit is, getting blown up by something you’ve been taught to use ever since you were little by your own family. I didn’t only suffer physically, but seeing that shit fucked me up just as much as it did you. But yeah if it makes you feel better then you’re the one who suffered the most Aiden.” You say and run off into the school, Aiden watching you disappear in the crowd of students who were rushing to get to class. Your words really got to Aiden, he taught about them more and more as he went to class, where you would be. He sits down and puts on a facade for the others, making himself look like he was okay when he really wasn’t. Ben knew something was off but knew better than to interfere in your guys’ situation.

After school you go home, laying in your bed and look up at the ceiling, salty tears pouring out from your eyes making them sting. You hear a knock on your door and you quickly sit up and wipe your tears; “Probably my brother.” You think to yourself but your body tenses when you see a weakly smiling Aiden with flowers and a teddy bear in his hands. You let him in and close the door behind you, facing him. He sets the gifts down and slowly approaches you, opening his arms for a hug. You tackle him in a hug and you both fall to the ground with a loud thud, making both of you chuckle. You stay on the floor like that for quite a bit, Aiden rubbing your back to soothe you as you cry your eyes out, mumbling apologies and ‘I love yous”. He sits up with you in his lap and kisses your cheek and then nose. “I’m so sorry for yelling at you like that it was so uncalled for and I should’ve realized how painful that must’ve been for you. I hope you can forgive me even tho a simple sorry won’t really make up for what I did and said.” He says and looks you in the eyes, cupping your cheek in his hand. You contemplate what to say, knowing what he did was wrong but you could have handled it better yourself. “I let anger get the best of me again, that fucking realm has been rubbing off on me more than usual.” You think to yourself and sigh, hugging him and put your chin on his shoulder. “Aiden I get it, you were angry, sad, quite literally traumatized. You’re.. no, we’re still just teenagers, that shit was gruesome and I really understand that it upset you, yes the things you said were upsetting and could’ve been handled better but just so you know, I don’t hate you for it.” You say and get squeezed in the hug, making you pat his back; “Yeah, yeah, okay jeez Aiden chill.” You say and he chuckles; “No I’m never ever letting you go.” He says and you smile, looking at the time; “8 more hours..” You say and frown; “Aiden what if I just won’t be able to walk again in that realm, even if you somehow manage to stitch me up, that doesn’t guarantee anything.” You say and get shushed by a kiss on the lips; “Everything will be okay, I promise.”

Tyler Hernández

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“So basically what you’re telling me is I have to be the look out while you guys go for the jeep?” You say and raise a brow as you throw your dynamite in the air letting it fall back in your hand and repeat that like a hundred times. Ashlyn nods and you sigh, grabbing the pitch of your nose; “You know I could potentially explode the jeep? You know dynamite isn’t exactly the best weapon for close combat.” I say and cross my arms over my chest, hoping that Ashlyn would come up with a better plan. Tyler nods along and sits down next to you on the floor of the bus. “Yeah and that shit is pretty dangerous if it explodes near you so what if a phantom attacks Y/N really close? She could get hurt.” He says and Ashlyn sigh, furrowing her brows since you have been planning this for about a week and suddenly the plans would be changing. “Everything will be fine, we have necessary recourses if anything goes wrong.” She says and everyone gets up, apart from you. You sit there and think about all the worst possible outcomes, knowing your own brother once got hurt by dynamite but recovered and still lives a fulfilling life.

Tyler stops in his tracks and looks at you, walking back to you and crouches in front of you. He lifts your chin to look at him and smiles at you; “Everything will be fine, you’re talented Y/N, not everyone can work explosives like you do.” You smile and stand up, hugging him tight and give him a quick kiss on the cheek; “Well, let’s knock these bitches dead.” You say and grab your dynamite and lighter, putting them in your pockets. Aiden ordered some suits online and bought a different one just for you since your weapon was dynamite. You can store them in a belt you have or pockets. It was nice of him but you really couldn’t stop thinking about how anything could go wrong. You finally shake off the thoughts and leave with everyone except Logan who would be near the base with a gun. Everyone runs to the house as “Party rock anthem” were heard in the background.

You smirk and get your dynamite in hand; “Let’s get this party started!” Aiden cheers and Tyler rolls his eyes, making Taylor laugh. “Take this seriously guys.” Tyler yells over the music and you just smile sheepishly as everyone runs into the house except for you like the plan was supposed to go. You turn on your headlamp so the phantoms can’t get that close. You see a group of them standing near the speakers where the song was playing, but you knew you didn’t have that much time before it stopped playing. You hear commotion behind you and see Ashlyn getting pulled up by a phantom. “Shit!” Aiden was standing there trying to get up to help her so you boost him up since you can’t really help unless they want an exploded house and a dead Ash on their hands. The commotion atracted a group of phantoms and they were a bit far because of the light you had turned on. You smirk and light your dynamite throwing it right at them. You cover your ears and let it explode, knowing that probably attracted more phantoms so you take another one out. Eyeing the area closely you hear the song end but see tha Aiden and Ashlyn managed to kill the phantom some how. You smile and give them a thumbs up.

You walk a bit farther from the entrance of the house and the jeep, lighting another dynamite and throw it at another group of phantoms. You walk back a bit so you don’t get exploded but don’t hear Ashlyn yelling for you to watch out when a phantom sneaks up on you. Your eyes widen and you shine a flashlight on it but you stumble back and start to hear loud ringing in your ears. You feel a warm liquid run from your upper leg. You look down and see a huge gash in your leg, maling you scream. You cough as dust and ash starts to fly around from the explosion. You sob and crawl closer to the jeep, seeing that phantoms were getting into the house; “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” You whisper to yourself and sob, sitting down next to the jeep, keeping an eye out for your surroundings. You tie your wound with a ripped piece of your pants and groan in pain as it tightens around your leg. You see everyone get out of the house and Tylers eyes widen when he sees you laying there, bleeding. “Holy shit, Y/N!” He yells and picks you up, everyone getting into the jeep fast as phantoms start to swarm the car. You sob into his shoulder as Taylor applies more pressure to your wound.

Everyone gets out of the car once Ash swerves into the graveyard and get you out of the car. Sobs and sniffles were heard as you cried your heart out from the pain. Tyler had your head in his lap and brushed hair from your face. He whispered sweet nothing into your ear and things like “It’s almost over.” “You’re doing great mi vida.” making you relax just a bit. Ashlyn was stitching your wound and that was the worst pain ever. “Okay, it’s done.” Ashlyn says and packs up the first aid kit, cleaning the blood off your leg and leaves so you and Tyler can be alone for a bit. You try and sit up but your arms give out, making you fall back into his lap. He puts an arm under your shoulder and lifts you up so you can sit next to him. He looked worried but had his brows furrowed and also looked a bit angry. He was mumbling curses in Spanish and sometimes mumbling something about the phantoms.

You lay your head on his chest and he kisses your head letting you rest after that traumatic event. You smile and start to talk; “Sorry, I should’ve been more careful.” You say and he chuckles a bit; “Yeah you should’ve, but things happen and you’re so brave for getting through that.” He says making you smile. “I should’ve been there to help although I probably would have made things worse, but still you get the point.” You nod and he stays silent for a while before he speaks up again; “I’m glad you’re okay, you really did such a good job at protecting us and don’t you think other wise you hear me?” He says in a stern voice and you nod, chuckling. “Yeah, yeah, if you think so.” You say and he pulls you closer “I know so.” He says and kisses your soft lips, making you forget all of the pain you once felt.

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yandere-daydreams · 1 year ago

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Idk if Sex doll!au Alhaitham has been discussed yet…(honestly it probably has been, but it was likely during the times when I wasn’t keeping up to date with this blog. Tumblr’s shitty search function doesn’t help with finding out either.)

Anyway, I’d like to share my thoughts about it, if that’s okay.

-I think sex doll! Alhaitham would mostly be for professional and academic purposes. He’s not reccomended for younger grades, mostly just colleges.

-His general purposes are office/administrative related. Especially since he’s a “scribe”, he’s especially good at file management and documentation. I don’t think it be uncommon to see him assisting librarians alongside a Lisa model…or maybe helping archeologists/museums workers catalogue info about artifacts.

-I think his way of not doing anything more than what his job asks of him would stay even as an Android. I know that as a product, he’d probably wouldn’t be given leeway or time off like that; but the thought of someone trying to assign tasks to Alhaitham that are outside his designated role being ignored by him is funny to me.

-if Alhaitham is acting as a companion doll in someone’s home, I can only imagine that he’s incredibly annoying. Alhaitham normally chooses to ignore social etiquette, and as an android it has to be even worse.

tw - unhealthy relationships, slight infantilization, slight stalking.

i think he'd absolutely be marketed toward researchers as a sort of lab assistant who acts like you're the lab assistant, if that makes sense. he specializes in archival work and bureaucracy, but he's a bit of a jack-of-all-trades and it's not uncommon to see him alongside more outdoorsy androids like cyno and albedo when you're out doing fieldwork. he's also especially loved by students for his,,, strict attitude toward studying. you wouldn't think the ability to say 'i'm not touching your dick until you finish your thesis' would be such a popular feature in a literal sex doll, but, y'know, what does it for you does it for you, i guess.

you're not a student, though, or a researcher - just a librarian for a big enough branch to warrant writing off a helper android as a business expense. you probably could've gotten away with bringing on lisa or nahida, but you were able to find a second-hand alhaitham for a price you couldn't turn up and figured dealing with the occasional comment on your organization skills or catalog maintenance was better than wasting an extra thousand dollars on a robot that'll be reading to children twice a week. he works well enough, too, even if it does take a few days for him to get used to the idea that you won't be using him for his, uh, intended purposes. it just doesn't feel right, considering he's basically one of your employees - something he's surprisingly indifferent about, considering how judgemental he's rumored to be about, well, everything.

you do take him home at night, though, since the alternative is leaving him in a dark building alone all night and trying to live with the guilt. he's a polite enough houseguest, even if does occasionally let out a disapproving huff at your admittedly less-than-steller diet, but he does have a few... bugs, you guess, for lack of something better to call his little lapses in decorum. he's overstepped his boundaries a few times - taking pens and reports out of your hands because you 'have a tendency to mess these things up', checking on you in the middle of the night when he's supposed to be charging - but he'll never indulge your attempts to confront him, just clicking his tongue and shaking his eyes. sometimes, he brings up your stress levels, mentions off-handedly that orgasms are known to reduce overall tension, but denies that he's done anything wrong when you ask him to change his behavior. he's good at that - justifying himself, bending his protocols until he can get away with practically anything. you'd be lying if you said you weren't a little worried, knowing the awful rumors that spread about second-hand andriods, about how demeaning alhaitham can be when he's supposed to be little more than a platonic assistant.

you'd be lying if you said you weren't a little worried that, one day, he'd find a way to justify disregarding your autonomy altogether.

#sex doll au #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere alhaitham #yandere genshin impact

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bunnyreaper · 1 year ago

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𝖈𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖗𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖈𝖆𝖌𝖊𝖘 𝔞 𝔰𝔬𝔞𝔭 𝔪𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔞𝔳𝔦𝔰𝔥 𝔵 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝖕𝖙 1 — 𝖕𝖙 2 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 wc - 5.7k warnings - 18+/nsfw, dom sub dynamic, eventual romance/smut, medium burn? notes - first part of my owner!soap x pet!reader, woohoo! i already regret writing something centered around texting and calling lmao, crying!! the formatting is killing me!! anyway, also on ao3! and if you wanna send a request, pls do! ♥

Lonely girl looking for owner.

Posting on this subreddit again was probably a mistake—but a deep-down part of you clings to the hope that this time will be the time you find someone, the time you get to go home to him.

At least this time, you'll be better at spotting the signs right off the bat—if only you can take off the rose-tinted glasses long enough to take note.

Your inbox is flooded with the usual kinds of messages—unsolicited pictures, low-effort one-sentence wonders, and so-called doms jumping straight to the part where they call you a nasty whore with no actual consideration for the person you are.

You're just about to give up, delete the post, and ignore all chat requests when a message arrives in your inbox.

From: squeakycleanscot

Subject: Lonely guy looking for girl

Hi,

Saw your post and knew I had to message. You sound like everything I'm looking for and more.

I'm a little younger than the age you put on your post, but I think I fit your other requirements. I'm 27, Scottish (yes, with the accent), and in the army, I hope that's a turn-on rather than a turn-off.

When I'm not deployed, I like cosy nights in, preferably with my love by my side. Don't mind a night at the pub either, especially if there's a Celtic match on, not that anywhere near here shows them.

I'm looking for something longer term like you mentioned (would love to collar my girl one day, which is probably ironic considering I'm a wee bit scared of dogs.)

Happy to send a picture if you'd like :)

Hope to hear from you soon,

Johnny.

You reread the message, turning his words over in your mind.

Something about his message has your attention—it at least suggests he has a brain in his head and a heart capable of empathy, and that maybe he's serious.

You begin typing your reply instantly, your fingers moving so fast you have to type and retype so many parts to rid the message of all of the overexcited mistakes.

hi johnny,

scottish?! is it bad im already imagining how your dirty talk will sound?

it's funny, i always wanted to join the army growing up, but it never worked out. maybe it's for the best as now i'm not immune to enjoying a hot man in uniform... which I'm assuming you are ;)

cosy nights in are my favourite too! I'm a bit of a homebody and love being snuggled up more than anything. i have to let you know in advance that you have some stiff competition in the form of my giant teddy bear, barnaby.

i'm looking for something longer term too, or at least not a one night kind of thing—a collar one day would be the dream <;3

if you send a picture, ill send one back, nothing sexy just yet though, if that's okay?

have you met up with someone off here before? just curious about your experiences!

y/n

As soon as the message is sent, the overthinking kicks in—was that too much? Is he going to think you're weird?

You shuffle in bed, turning over between the sheets and trying to flick through other apps as you wait for a reply—otherwise, you'd just be staring at the notifications bar waiting for that silly little robot face to pop up.

Johnny doesn't leave you waiting long, only a few minutes passing from your last message.

Maybe you'll find out sooner rather than later just how my dirty talk sounds ;)

I tried to sneak in before I was old enough, but they caught on. Served since I was 18 though, you'll have a lot of stories ready from me if you're ever willing to listen. Not sure if the uniform is anything like you're thinking though, in my unit it's mostly just t-shirts, tac vests and trousers.

I'll prepare my best snuggling arms for if we ever meet. You should inform Barnaby now about his replacement, mind.

Can't not send a sexy photo though, sorry lass, all my pictures are. I'm sure you understand, lol

Haven't met anyone, had a few conversations but nothing worth pursuing, and had kind of given up until I saw your post.

His message is the perfect mix of sexy, sweet, and sincere—and if that is the essence of the man, you know he's everything you're looking for.

You try not to think too hard about a hot Scottish accent calling you all your favourite names or telling you exactly what to do, or even those stories he has to tell, as the idea is all too exciting.

Reading his message, you instinctively reach out to pat Barnaby when you see he may end up replaced—hopefully the poor bear will understand when he has to vacate the bed for this sexy soldier man.

looking forward to it. can I start putting in requests now for bedtime stories too?

i still wanna see, maybe in your sexy-not-sexy pic?

barnaby will be devastated by the news, and you may have to give him hugs too (but not for too long, or i'll get lonely!!!)

same here, about things not going anywhere... or people turning out to be a bit scary, so you're not allowed to let me down, okay?

Maybe the last part of the message was too much, but your heart is already soaring with unbridled hope—along with that hope comes doubt too.

Each second waiting for a reply drags, and you take to re-reading his messages and clicking on his profile to investigate.

It's largely empty of posts, but there are tons of comments across different communities—including his aforementioned football team, r/Scotland, and eyebleach.

Clearly, he's a softie at heart.

When his next message comes through, it's an Imgur link with a short message.

Here we go, a few months old though now. Don't have anything more recent from work :)

You take a moment or two to steady yourself before you tap the link. While you definitely feel like you and Johnny have already started to click, if he's not your type then it probably won't go anywhere...

It's a situation you've been in before—great conversation, similar interests but no physical attraction, and back then you didn't have the heart to break it off straight away.

You tap the link and are greeted by a full-body shot of a tall, well-built man in tactical clothes. His hair is a neatly trimmed mohawk, and while his face isn't crystal clear, he's clearly fucking handsome. His biceps bulge from the gray tee stretched over his torso, his large hands are covered with gloves and grasping a gun.

Your eyes trail to his long legs, thick thighs encased in camo and strapped with various holsters. All in all, the picture is perfect. You find yourself zooming in desperately to get a better look at his face, the handsome jaw lined with stubble that you can already imagine between your legs. The whole image and every new detail has you squirming in your bed, and cheekily wishing to save the image to your phone.

holyfwucj

holy fuck

Like what you see?

i need a hug from you urgently.

now i feel shy...

It had crossed your mind ever so slightly that Johnny may be out of your league, or that he simply may not be attracted to someone like you, which would be a complete shame. Now you've set eyes on him, you want him even more—want to kneel at those feet and stare up at his hulking figure while he tugs on a leash around your neck.

Hopefully, just like you, he'll be smitten from the first glance.

Scrolling through your camera roll, you decide you don't exactly love any recent photos of yourself. The ones at your last work event have you looking far too corporate, and the only image from your last night out was taking in a bathroom mirror in the local Wetherspoons—neither of which is ideal.

You crawl out from the warmth of your sheets, kneeling on the end of the bed and posing as you point your camera in the mirror that sits across the room and captures you perfectly. Before you start snapping, you adjust your top to make sure too much isn't on display, even though it's strappy and cropped, and definitely a little bit more on the tantalising side as far as your pyjamas go.

Hopefully, Johnny likes the pose and the outfit... and you. You can see your smiling face just to the side of your phone as you press to capture the picture—and when you return to your inbox to send the picture link, a message is waiting for you.

I already know you're gorgeous. Don't leave me hanging, bonnie.

okay. this is me now, all ready for bed!!

Holy fuck yourself.

And I'm assuming that's Barnaby in the background.

If he notices the pose, he doesn't comment on it, instead delighting your heart by commenting on Barnaby instead.

sure is! he's ready for snuggles and sleep.

Can you do me a favour?

That message makes your heart skip because usually when something like that is asked, it's followed with a request for nudes or something sexual—and while that is a large part of something like this, you crave the connection first, crave someone actually sticking around and getting to know you.

depends on what it is!

Tell Barnaby to keep looking after you until I get there, yeah?

does that mean you're coming for me?

One day, if we're both lucky.

seems promising so far, Johnny.

Get some sleep, yeah? Maybe tomorrow night I'll give you a bell.

The idea of this conversation ending is heart-wrenching, but at least sleep will bring you closer to that possible phone call. Hearing his voice, now that will be even more incredible.

how do you expect me to sleep after telling me that? so mean!

Patience, bonnie. Be good for me?

You clench, your thighs squeezing together as arousal rushes through you. It's like he knows exactly how far to go, what buttons to press, what you're looking for.

It's the right kind of commanding, toeing the line perfectly between flirtatious and in charge. A lot of guys you've talked to have rushed it made commands too early, and sent you running. Johnny's words, be good for me? You can't help but want to behave.

okay, but I see how this is going to be :(

Bet you look so fucking good with a pout ;)

now you're just being a cruel tease, Johnny...

Sorry, I'll stop. Sleep, yeah, for me?

cuddling up to barnaby now.

You decide to attach another picture, your eyes screwed shut and cheeks squished as you wrap yourself around the bear and cuddle up under the sheets.

talk tomorrow?

Of course, bonnie, sweet dreams <;3

You lock your phone, your eyes feeling relieved as they adjust to the darkness.

For a brief moment, you just clutch your phone to your chest and recall the picture Johnny had sent, how much you'd love to be wrapped up in his arms tonight.

He's the only thing on your mind as you drift off to sleep.

-//-

Your dreams are tumultuous, starting off with a nightmare of being chased and chased until your legs give out, only for you to find salvation and safety in a stranger's arms—one who seemed vaguely familiar.

The first thing you do when you wake is roll over to check your phone, elation overtaking you when you see a notification from Johnny already waiting there—already he's blessing you with a good morning message.

Good morning, sweet girl.

Attached under the picture is another image link, and clicking on it brings up an absolutely gorgeous picture of Johnny, lazing in bed. There's just enough light in the room for you to see the brightness of his eyes that you couldn't see before—his mohawk is mussed, and his smile is easy, drawing you in.

He's even more handsome in this up close photo, you can only imagine what he looks like in person, right before you.

morning Johnny <3 how did you sleep?

Like a baby. Yourself?

not the best, but I swear you were in my dream.

Sorry to hear that, but oh already? What did I do?

I mean, it was a bulky guy with a mohawk but he didn't have your name, I think it was meant to be you though.

You recall the safety you felt in the arms of the strange figure, it was serene, and everything you hope to feel when you find the one—hopefully that's Johnny.

My dreams were shite, you didn't show up.

i'll try harder to be there tonight!!

Promise?

promise.

God, he's so fucking sweet. It's hard to imagine he's into all the things you mentioned in your initial post, at least right now. But you're all too familiar with how appearances can be deceiving—you wonder what else your sweet Scot is into.

You peel back the covers and head out into the kitchen, flicking the kettle on mindlessly as you keep your eyes fixated on the screen—not wanting to be even a minute late to answering Johnny's texts, even though it seems there's a natural lull in the conversation.

You return your focus to making your tea, and your thoughts don't drift from Johnny for even a moment, as you ponder ways to keep the conversation going. Admittedly, you have a million and one questions you want, but you don't want to come across too... eager? clingy? Like some serial killer fiending for information?

It's crazy the way your heart yearns for him so soon—and it's crazy the way that you wish he feels the same as you do. You wonder how his day is going, and if he's staring at your phone waiting for your message.

With tea brewed, you set it on the coffee table and flop onto the plush couch, rushing to open the app when a new notification pops up.

What's your plan for the day?

lazy day, binge-watching... texting you? wbu?

I have to work for a bit, but I'll message you when I can.

On a weekend? That's horrible, but I imagine they run a tight ship over there.

You rush to follow up your message with something else.

will you still be able to call tonight?

Aye, give me your number, I'll save it!

You send off your number and don't hear anything from Johnny for a good few hours. You pass the time watching one of your favourite shows, and trying to resist the urge to go scroll down Johnny's profile once more.

The next time a message pops up, it's well past lunch.

Cute profile pic on whatsapp.

Johnny has clearly added your number to his contacts and spied your picture on the app. You blush thinking of him seeing you in that costume—especially after he knows what you're into.

it was Halloween, I swear!!

You make an adorable little kitten, lass.

imagination running wild now? ;)

Aye, but I'm a gent.

hopefully not always...

Oh, you'll see. Talk to you tonight, kitty.

talk to you then <;3

Now you're just itching, waiting for the hours to crawl by for Johnny's workday to end, so you can talk to him again, so you can finally hear his voice.

What will it sound like saying your name? Whispering sweet nothings in your ears?

The hours pass slowly until a different notification lights up your phone as you cuddle into your sheets.

Hey, it's Johnny! Just got home.

You scramble to click on the pop-up, spying his own profile picture in the corner—tapping on it to view it closer.

It's the Johnny you recognise, smiling wide with his arm slung around another man. He looks so ridiculously happy, probably due to the pint in his other hand. The more you look at him, the more you can't believe you're talking to this man, that he wants to talk to you.

You quickly add him to your contacts, putting a heart next to his name, before you return to the chat and begin to type.

i'm not the only one with a cute pfp!!

Three sheets to the wind in that picture, actually.

i can tell <3

Ready to call?

whenever you're ready!

The image of him floods your screen, the screen pulsing as it waits for you to accept. Your fingers tremble as you press the button, and you fall silent as you press the phone to your ear, nerves gripping at your throat.

"Hi, bonnie." His voice drifts from the phone speaker, sweet like honey and warm like sunshine, with that gorgeous accent too.

"Hi." You squeak out, silently cursing at yourself for being so nervous and seemingly unable to speak.

A melodic laugh follows your words, amused but not cruel or mocking. "Are you nervous?" His voice is soothing, his concern and sweet nature evident.

You cradle your burning cheek, feeling the way your blush spreads across your smiling face. "Just a little, can you blame me?"

He's laughing again, and you hear a shuffling noise that suggests he's getting comfortable. "Don't be, I'll look after yer, I promise."

Fuck. You could get used to hearing that. "I really like your voice." You admit, whispering into the phone with a ridiculous grin on your face.

"I like yours too, you sound so sweet."

You drop your voice lower, giggling mischievously. "Only sometimes."

"That's what I like ta hear." The way Johnny's voice dips as he says that has your insides fluttering, but you can only assume he's returning the favour. His tone returns to its usual charming tone as he asks, "How was your lazy day?"

"Well, I kind of spent a fair bit of it distracted, thinking about this important call I was going to have tonight..."

"Oh aye, I should get off the phone so you can wait then."

"Funny. How was yours? What do you even do day to day, anyway?" You ask, voice brimming with curiosity—there are so many things you want to ask, but you imagine his job can be secretive.

"Lots of training, and sometimes paperwork, which is right shite."

"Not when you don't have someone under the desk keeping you company." You laugh, taking the chance to flirt. If you were into Johnny after reading his messages, actually hearing his voice is only making your attraction soar.

A quiet fuck can be heard, as the man on the end of the phone heaves out a breath. "I'll have ta look into getting you clearance if you keep talking like that, lass."

"Glad to be of service, what can I say?" You find yourself in a giggle fit at your own silliness, a mix of nerves and joy at enjoying yourself so much.

"God, I love yer laugh." The deep sincerity in his voice makes your chest tighten.

The drug that is Johnny is already so intoxicating.

"I'm so glad you can't see me blushing."

"I'm no'." He sounds so indignant about that. "But I could listen to that laugh all day, really."

If only he could see you pout too. "Now you're just trying to make me blush more."

He chuckles, his voice dropping dangerously flirtatious again. "Maybe I am, nothing you can do about it."

"Now I'm pouting."

"Better not pout in front of me, lass." His suggestive tone makes you shiver.

"Oh, why's that?" You ask, playing coy.

"'Cause I'll just have to start kissing ya, might even nibble on those soft little lips."

You suppress a delighted squeak, already so flustered at even the idea of a kiss. "I'm not hearing a downside."

"No?"

"Nope."

"Might not be gentle with you, though."

"Good thing that I like it rough." The words are out of you before you can reconsider, but they have exactly the effect you intend as you hear Johnny inhale sharply.

"Ach, you and yer wicked mouth."

"You have no idea..."

He lets out a rough exhale, his voice turning gravelly and deep. "Fuck, bonnie."

"Hey, I'm only repaying the favour, I've been squirming desperately pretty much since I picked up the phone."

He whistles approvingly, his voice now teasing and playfully menacing. "Just you wait til I'm really in ya head."

"You're already making good progress." You admit.

"Oh aye?"

You hum contentedly, eyes flickering shut for a moment. "I'll be imagining your voice as I fall asleep tonight."

"I'll just have ta send yer voice notes to drift off to, so I can end up in your dreams again." You can almost hear the smirk in his voice.

"Already spoiling me, too."

Fuck, how is it this man seems to know exactly what to say? Everything that comes out of his mouth takes root in your brain and sends your thoughts running wild—it's like he's already in your head, or as if someone made him in a lab.

"I'll spoil ya every day, if you're ever mine."

You groan in frustration, unbelieving that a stranger can be so seemingly perfect. "How are you even single, Johnny?"

"I could ask you the same. Taking everything in me to not ask for an address right now, if I'm being honest." He huffs a laugh.

While the idea is thrilling, you know you should have at least some sense of preservation, and shouldn't blurt out your postcode for this strange man you barely know. "I'm worth the wait, I swear." You whisper your promise.

"I'm sure yer are. But to answer your question, my work keeps me busy a lot, and this lifestyle isn't for everyone." There's a hint of vulnerability to his voice, and you sense such a fact is a sore point in his personal life.

In the fantasy of all of this, you suppose the reality of the situation isn't something you'd stopped to consider. Life for a man in the military was surely so different from a regular 9-5. "I'm guessing that you're away a lot?"

"Aye, sometimes for just a few days, sometimes for months, all depends." His admission is soft, as if you can hear in his tone that he's waiting for you to bolt.

If that's the big 'catch' when it comes to Johnny, you can breathe a sigh of relief. "Yeah, I guess you need someone strong and loyal to hold on and wait for you."

There's a tense silence, something lingering in the air.

"Hard to come by, I've found."

The thought makes your stomach twist in the worst possible way. Johnny, at least on the surface, seems so worthy of love.

You chance the question that's on the tip of your tongue, hoping Johnny doesn't mind your reckless curiosity. "Have... you been cheated on?"

"More than once, gets less surprising over the years." He finishes with a sad laugh, as you can tell he tries to infuse humour into the whole thing.

"That's... horrible."

Being sent away from your home to face gunfire and warfare, all to keep the people back home safe... only to be betrayed by the people back home who love you, who are supposed to wait for you. It's a gut-wrenching thought, and your heart aches for the man.

"A few of the lads here have a similar story."

"So the army, not for the faint of heart, and dating an army man, not for the faint of heart." You sigh, though you don't feel put off by the thought.

"Exactly. That you then? Faint of heart?"

"No. I mean, inside I'm clingy as hell, and I'd miss you like crazy every day until you got back..." Your emotions overtake you, as you imagine a future where you'd have to kiss the man goodbye for maybe months at a time. "But I get the feeling that what we could have would be worth the wait. Hypothetically of course."

At that, Johnny laughs, and his light tone returns. "Don't want to get too far ahead of ourselves, aye."

You don't want to get ahead of yourself, you know you shouldn't, but the way you and Johnny have clicked is unlike anything you've felt before. "But... I have a good feeling."

"I do too, already dreading putting down the phone."

"I'm not planning on it anytime soon, even if I have to be up early tomorrow."

"So do I, alarms set for 4."

You do not envy his lifestyle one bit.

"That's awful! I'm gonna be so cranky tomorrow, I might have to use my lunch break for a nap." You admit, preemptively yawning into your hand.

"You one of those perpetually sleepy girls?"

You nod, even though he can't see it. "The sleepiest."

"Barnaby is a lucky bear, getting to cuddle up to you so much."

You burst out laughing at the hint of envy in his words. "Are you... jealous?"

"For now, but soon the tables will turn." He faked an evil laugh, that only makes you giggle harder.

"Oh, you think you can give better snuggles than him?"

"Oh, I know I can, bonnie. The bear can't wrap his arms around yer, can't whisper sweet things in your ear..." His voice dips back into that seductive, teasing tone. "... Can't trail his hands down to that pretty little pussy."

Once more, you flush with desire, every nerve alight as Johnny's words wash over you—although it seems like almost everything he says has your body reacting. "You have an interesting way of cuddling, Johnny."

"Didnae say I was actually gonna do anything once my hands got down there."

"Well, I wouldn't be opposed."

"When you're in my arms, you wouldn't have a choice, lass." The dark, dominant voice makes you shiver, makes your submissive instincts awaken.

"Oh yeah?"

He hums slowly. "Once you're mine, you leave the choices to me. Johnny knows best, yeah?"

"Johnny knows best." You whisper breathlessly, the words coming out automatically, like they just feel right.

"Steamin' Jesus, can already tell yer gonna be the death of me."

"Can't have that, your family won't get your death in service payout!" You laugh awkwardly, before a sense of guilt rears its head. "Sorry, grim joke."

"I don't mind. You should hear some of the ones my Lt. comes out with, he's a right sick bastard." He chuckles.

"Never want to make light of it and hurt you, though."

"Telling jokes makes it easier hen, you'll be wishing me dead in no time at all."

You gasp, shocked by the prospect. "I'd never!"

"Not even when I deny you from touching yourself for my entire deployment? Months of nothing at all?" The sick grin is evident in his voice.

"You wouldn't, that's so mean. You're too sweet for that."

"Aye, for now, but don't you like a little bit of meanness, if yer into men like me..." The edge to his voice and the truth to your words has you trembling.

"Maybe..." You singsong in response, not wanting to give away just how much you liked the idea of his mean side.

"Bonnie..." He tuts disapprovingly. "Don't play coy."

You shudder out a breath as you squeeze your thighs together for relief. "I just don't want you to bully me too much right now, I'm already soaked."

"Is that right?" He seems delightfully surprised by such a revelation.

"Mhmm."

"I'm fucking rock hard if it helps, think I have been since last night..." You hear him shuffle, and you try not to imagine what's happening on the other end of the line, or how he looks lying in bed with said hardness.

When he groans hungrily down the line, you feel yourself quake once more. "The sight of you on your fucking knees... Christ alive."

You can't help but giggle at your unintended teasing. "It wasn't on purpose, I thought it was cute more than anything."

"Adorable and naughty, could cum just looking at it." He huffs.

"You're just flattering me, besides, I could say the same about your picture."

Every part of you flushes thinking of the first photo he sent, all muscle and alpha male—it's like he was the physical embodiment of dominance, and just looking at him makes you want to kneel.

"You like the military get up?"

"Love it, more than I probably should."

"Oh aye, bet you'd love for me to order you around?" His words are playful, but underpinned with a hint of promise. "All in due time, eh?"

"All in due time. What's your rank, anyway?"

"Sergeant."

"Wait..." You take a deep breath as you consider your question. "Can I ask for your last name or is it too soon?"

"Mactavish."

Johnny Mactavish—you should remember to give that a quick Google search later.

"Sergeant Mactavish." You test the name on your tongue, trying to imagine him at work, following and giving orders.

"Sounds too good when you say it, bonnie." He laughs.

"Thank you, sergeant." Your affectation of the word is entirely intentional, as you attempt to rile him up with the use of his title.

The throaty groan that leaves him is addictive.

"What else do you like to be called?"

"Depends on what you want to call me really, but I like... sir."

"I like it too, will have to remember that for the future, and just torture you with sergeant in the meantime." You can't help but giggle as you flirt.

"Oh don't worry, am keeping score." He growls playfully. "Wait til I get ma hands on you, bonnie."

"You're keeping score?" You gasp, a heady mix of fear and arousal coursing through you almost urges you to be even more of a teasing brat.

"Aye, spanking arm at the ready."

"My pouting lips are ready."

"Won't be the only thing you use them lips for."

Fuck fuck fuck. Not that you hadn't thought about it already, hadn't already let your mind drift to what his cock might look like—whether it matches the size of the man—now you're definitely thinking about it. Fixated on it, craving it.

Some cards are best kept close to your chest so early on, so you change tack and go a different direction with his flirtation. "Yeah, with you in the room, I'd probably be smiling a whole lot."

The two of you continue to chat, you asking what you can about his work as he asks about yours, and you fill him in on the boring world you live in, which seems especially boring in comparison to taking down cartels and traveling the world.

The conversation never stops being easy, the flirtation and innuendo always right there at the tip of your tongues as you tease each other relentlessly—giving as good as you get. All night, you're practically grinding against your duvet as you get lost in Johnny's dulcet tones, and you find yourself just letting him speak for the sake of getting to hear more of his voice.

As Johnny is about to ask you more about your background, you're overcome with a harsh yawn that you desperately try to stifle. Your eyes have been shut for the last hour at least, but with the command Johnny has over your nervous system right now, it's been easy to stay awake.

"Tired, bonnie?" He asks, voice laced with sweet concern.

"Yeah..." Your voice falls quiet, as the thought of ending the call makes your throat constrict. "But I don't wanna stop talking."

"Me either, but av got bad news."

You know what's coming, and you know it isn't remotely anywhere near the end of the world, despite what your heart is telling you right now. "Go on."

"I have to go." Even he sounds sad about such an outcome.

"It's not even that late?" The clock reads 2 am.

"Gotta get a wee bit of sleep before I hit the gym, and then get off ta work. Don't you have work too?"

"Work from home tomorrow, so it's not too bad. Not fair though, I wanna keep talking." You admit quietly. It's too much too soon, but you're overwhelmed, the tide of your emotions crashing over the edges.

"Tell yer what. Next time we call, we can try leaving it on while we sleep."

Your heart flips, as you almost whimper at how cute the gesture is. "Are you trying to make me fall in love with you?"

"Obviously." There's that gorgeous laugh again. "Is it working?"

"Just a little, but that might be the lack of sleep talking, I might be going slightly insane."

Johnny sighs, and it's clear he's battling to keep a handle on his self-control. "Rest, bonnie, I won't be able to work knowing you're not sleepin'"

You sigh too, accepting your fate. "Okay, just for you."

"Just want what's best for you, you need your sleep."

Your head spins at how utterly sincere he sounds—the care in his voice after such a short amount of time serves to drive you even deeper into this infatuation. "Already?"

"Can't turn it off, am just protective by nature, bonnie. If you were my girl, you'd have a bedtime."

And that makes your cunt clench and your heart soar. "Johnny..." You whine.

"Yeah?"

You hesitate to say what you want to say next, but everything within you is calling out for him, desperate to be in his arms. "Don't make me wait too long to meet you, please."

His laughter is sweet, conveying a sense of understanding more than anything. "I'll try ma best, supposed to be off on Friday."

"5 whole days."

"Sure you don't wanna wait a bit longer?"

You shake your head, mumbling a sound to convey your feelings. "Feels right, don't know how to describe it... do you feel it too?"

Johnny takes a deep breath, his voice shaking slightly as he speaks. "I do, lass."

"Good." You couldn't even attempt to fight the idiotic grin on your face, or how warm you feel inside and out. "I'll get some sleep, talk soon."

"Goodnight, bonnie. Sweet dreams."

You wait for Johnny to end the call, not wanting to push the button yourself and have his presence fade away. When your screen dims, you resist the urge to text him more, opting instead to put your phone on charge and roll over to Barnaby—wishing it was Johnny instead.

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sleepsentry · 4 months ago

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Hey man, I just wanted to say, I adore how you portray Fiddleford and Standford's friendship. As some with autism, seeing this friendship portrayed like this was so refreshing. Especially since I'm on the Arospectrum, so seeing Standford just enjoying Fiddleford's touch and just wanting to be with him while he does stuf is just???, just fucking great portrayal man, I love this. Thank you so much for that

Thank you! :D

There friendship means a lot to me too! I like the idea that they can sit next to eachother doing their hobbies comfortably without a word for hours. ^^

And ford finally had a friend besides Stanley good for him.

It's also partially based on a few of the classmates who where kind to me during my awful school years.

I did get jokingly adopted by older girls. Haha

Also fidds seems like such a friendly character (besides the death robots)

I'm a little saddned by the more "sassy?" or cynical takes on his character, there isn't enough variety I guess. He's not sylvia from wander over yonder to me.

I can absolutely see why fidd suggesting ford abandon the portal and "settle down" would break Ford's heart. He's asking ford to be normal like fidd was able to be.

But considering fidds experiences you'd think he'd have quit earlier.

But he didn't because he wanted to trust his friend (and was getting paid haha)

I totally get what you mean by the "refreshing" part

I've grumbled about too much in the past but I get where you're coming from I think.

I felt obligated to describe it as brotherly and people still mistagged and ignored my interpretation for the more popular romantic ones.

I'd like to feel comfortable seeing fanart of them again without getting a pit of "You're wrong everyone says they're either kissing or quietly resentful or both" in my stomach ^^'

Also ford being a homewrecker isn't funny and leaves a bad taste in my mouth (serious or joking i don't like it at all)

I'm happy my take makes others happy though its soothing. :^]

Whilst I don't think they're "smiles while sighing softly and fondly" at eachother i do think they love eachother lots

They're very good friends unironically

I am also suspecting aro and autism in myself so who knows maybe thats a small influence

#gravity falls #asks and answers #not art #stanford pines #fiddleford mcgucket

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persistentplums · 4 months ago

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More Venture bro future thoughts p2:

With the timeline as a factor in Venture bros I think Hank would ride the wave of 2000s reality tv and still be an adventurer. After somehow falling into trainings and becoming certified he would probably get the attention of someone who likes his moxy (how can you not) and get him a show.

He runs around the world with a camera guy, and it’s another person pulled into the whirlwind of Hank/ventures. I would like to think bc Dermont is OSI he shows up sometimes. In classic adventure movie fashion there’s always a woman who’s antagonistic (Hank has a type what can we say).

I believe Hank would have an impact culturally like his dad and Jonas but a larger scale. He would be closer to a wrestler/Gordon Ramsey Hell’s Kitchen etc (2000s tv I can’t remember reality tv), dabble in acting, movies, tv, music. Rise of the internet means Hank Nation is a real thing, kids would imitate his stunts, Halloween costumes would be made of him, etc.

Hank would be a bachelor for his life, Hank is great! It’s just he doesn’t slow down, always “on” and all the women he likes kinda want to kill him or he’s into women who aren’t compatible. I would like to think, in a sweet Disney tv show way, Dean kids are trying to set Hank up with someone. Kids can be sweet, and they would love Hank. Even when the kids get older, but whether or not Hank settles down I don’t know. Hank feels like he would grow old and be weird worldly old man in the neighbourhood who has stories upon stories that has loved every inch of the world.

Hank is suited to the quick entertainment output internet put a pedal on so I genuinely think Hank is set for a while. He would make enough to retire still doing everything he does but with the less flashy lifestyle of his career gave him.

Dean definitely hates the idea of being on reality tv so no go for him. Dean helps at Bobbi ranch also with Hank, I’m sure they visit her never officially calling her grandma but it’s the same in energy. Dean gets motivated to help the animals on the ranch, leaning harder into science+biology. Funny enough he ends up in school longer than any Venture but still graduates.

He has bureaucratic messes happening to him, again following timeline of the show we are leaving the classic ages of heroes and villains. 2000s comics were edge on edge, we have anti heroes, villains who do psychological damage (even more) and don’t draw the line. I would like to think Dean who’s already over it, is SUPER over it. A heckler of a “hero”, who weirdly in a Brock sense is a critic of what’s “classy” villainy and gets under a lot of people skin that way. If his Monday night is ruined then EVERYONE Monday night is ruined too.

I think the boys “team up” a lot Hank is never in the same place but his adventures end up crossing Dean’s a lot. If Dean is sent to the moon to examine the water, Hank is there because he heard there might be massive worms only for both to find a villain who is trying to destroy the moon by digging into parts of it with robot worms. Stuff like that!

Dean is the type of person who has a child with a woman who is his arch. Did he know? Nope. Does she love him? Hm. But I think it would be funny that’s how Dean has kids and how a real villain would ensure their spot as Dean Arch. Visitation and “going to moms” is the most elaborate and dramatic part of each week. The kids probably don’t care, mom has a flying lair they get snatched up by.

It’s a little funny to ME, the whole set up that Dean in an effort to ignore this life he’s in has kids with a person he saw the most of and still didn’t put two and two together. Mr and Ms smith esq except we never really know if Ms.Arch loves Dean or not.

They both love their kids deeply and in a weird way Dean is glad the arch who keeps taking his kids isn’t scary to them she’s incredibly harmless to the kids just dramatic. Unlike Myra or any arch/person that has kidnapped Dean, Hank, or even Doc as kids she makes sure the kids are taken very safely and in fun ways. Then cranks up the heat for Dean for seemingly no reason.

(It’s also against my personal belief that Dean is just straight but I want to believe Jared and Dean get together but I like to think Jared and Dean still have a thing going on even when they get older.)

Dean Arch having his kids was a move nobody would do but she committed to the whole thing with glee idk what he did to her but I think it’s a move Monarch would like so that’s my reasoning. Monarch was trying to fuck RobotDoc I think he would respect the underhanded approach of marrying your nemesis and having his kids but would 100% be so aghast.

Monarch obviously believes in love, the show is all about love so I think it would be a good problem of “modern villainy” mindset. How the game is changing and things don’t stay the same. (She isn’t devoid of love, but with every joke you gotta have a consequence ykwim) with that in mind OSI also has the problem with modernization.

Nobody respects the classics anymore but we can’t keep recycling them, things need to keep moving on and I would think this is a fun problem for all characters to deal with in some aspect. Hank leaning into reality tv, Dean technically married and divorced to his arch, the new wave of villains, what heroes exist organically anymore etc

That’s it! For now!

#venture bros #vbros #the venture bros #rant

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ganondoodle · 1 year ago

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as i was awake in the middle of the night for like 2 hours bc i felt sick i had more somewhat random totk thoughts

one being that i really hate how raurus response to concerned zelda is, after sonia died in that almost funny how little impactful it was way, "im sure you are here for a reason" (actually, i hate how often this sentence is used in general to .. idk i guess its supposed to be inspiritational???)

bc what does that mean actually? him saying that to someone who got there absolutely by accident really just sounds like "i dont care go figure it out yourself bc i dont want to think about anything concerning you or your troubles lol" i guess its meant to sound like OOOOH fate has BROUGHT you here bc you have to furfill a role you dont know yet (spoiler its being a sacrifice girl with no personality) and besides me hating the 'inescapable fate' trope in general (at least the way its usually done in these games, which is not to struggle against it but willingly accept whatever you are told and pretend thats good) its really jsut goddamn boring and is really only an excuse to well .. ignore her and her trouble; shouldnt you, if you were actually such a cool guy like the game wants me to believe so bad, do everything in your power to get zelda back to her own world before shes pulled even further into the war you caused now that her only ""mentor"" that could help her get more use of her pretty much useless sudden powers is gone too?? i know shes basically dead wife sonia replacement (can of worms ugh) but it still grinds my gears whenever i think of that cutscene, bc i cant help but hear it as the lamest excuse in existence to not care about her and just kinda .. see what happens which in this case means leave zelda completely on her her own since both rauru and mineru die as well (honestly shouldnt rauru have thought about like .. any plan to defeat gan besides dying himself, given hes the oh so cool and goodest guy king whos only mistake was not stabbing gan the second he stepped into their kathedral castle thing, like even if you had a plan it can still fail but it seemed like he just kinda went in with a handful of people that didnt seem to know each other at all, never got names or faces -or unique voices for that matter- to fight gan face to face inlcuding the girl that came from a different time and had nothing to do with any of this conflict and couldnt even really control her sudden new powers just seems pretty stupid)

thought 2

how totk really feels like botw but for the people who didnt like shiekah tech, its not a sequel, its botw again, but version of only sonau, its like a pokemon game that had two versions but one has weirdly incoherent story and acts like the other never existed jsut as a whole its like retreading the same points but worse, all shiekah tech that was so integral to the world and had such a long history just vanishing and no one caring about any of it like it never happened, HELL the titans were called divine beasts in english but i guess they werent divine or important enough to keep around LOL champions WHO and isntead a never before seen or even heard of race for that matter showing up and planting their ass in every place the shiekah were before, dare i say it feels weirdly manipulative, like either them or some outside force erasing every fact about the ancient shiekah and replace them with sonau stuff bc they are the hot new shit now

this is a point that just doesnt stop bothering me, how the shiekah tech seemed so carefully designed and integrated into botws world and story, its a difficult to keep balance after all, integrating high tech stuff into a medieval setting, but they made it work! and then totk comes around and throws a bunch modern day tech into it puts some vague greenish stone filter on its exterior and call that even better more ancient tech; why did they even bother to make pottery inspired laser shooting spider legged robots so well integrated when they throw a car and rockets into the next game without a thought and call it a day, what was the fucking point

it feels like someone was dead set on having a set of legos thrown into the game it had no place in, if you want players to build whatever they want make a building game instead!! especially if you are just gonna throw it in with seemingly no consideration how out of place it feels togehter with the fACT THAT YOU ALREADY HAD AND ANCIENT HIGH TECH CIVILIZATION WITH A VERY DISTINCT AESTHETIC THAT WAS ALREADY WELL INTEGRATED INTO THE WORLD YOU ARE PLANNING TO REUSE WITH ALOT OF MYSTERY AND UNKOWN STUFF ABOUT THEM TO EXPLORE FURTHER YOU COULD HAVE USED!! but i guess they just "didnt want to play with you anymore" and that so much so that they went out of their way to erase every trace of it, i dont think the words shiekah tech are ever used in the game, and the purah pad and her towers just drive me more isnane bc they are the same shit but called different and also much worse, liek the purah pad isnt some more developed shiekah stone, no its a glorified camera with a teleport function and thats it

(i know i said this before but i really cant stand how obsessed every single NPC is with sonau shit, you get told to your face every second line of dialog that they are so cool and are so mysterious that it just makes me annoyed of them even more, the game is obsessed with shoving them everywhere and telling you over and over you too should obsess over them, they werent weird like that about the shiekah stuff in botw?? the biggesst talking point in botw was calamity ganon ..... which makes sense and in totk its like ... gan is mentioned what, in a newspaper article??? once???and then not even by name i think???)

aside from that big point which will never let me go, its also just .. its not moving forward anything, it actively walks BACK the progress that was made in botw, call me dumb but i dont really count moving one step up in the social roles of each race as a character development (for the side characters like the champions desc- ahem SAGES) but mainly zelda ... god how dirty she was done, totk pretty explicitely makes her regress any development she made in botw aside from she likes link uwu and some people like her too, but also not enough to notice that that weird zelda being all evil and weird isnt her (INLCUDING THE CHAMP- SAGES WHO YOU ARE SUPPOSEDLY FRIENDS WITH??? you dont have to be a genius to pick up on that my god, were you all given the mc dumbo potion or what)

she gets put back to square one, back into the little itty bitty princessy maiden role forced upon her by her royal parentage, this time rauru edition, back into a white little dress, back into the scared puppy eyed teenager, back into a situation she cant handle, back into losing everyone around her (tho honestly botw made me care more about rhoam than totk did about rauru), back into being forced to do a big sacrifice- but worse actually

in botw she went to FIGHT AND HOLD GANON IN THE CASTLE SO LINK HAD TIME TO RECOVER AND IT WOULDNT DESTROY THE LAND!! and you are telling me in totk rauru takes up her botw role and she bascially killed herself to ... restore the mastersword.

......... she ... she did that only to be a glorified version of the stone pedestal in the forest. and then she gets returned to normal itty bitty girly no problem via magic sparkle beam at the end and

DOESNT

EVEN

REMEMBER.

it really is just botw but worse, you even get yet another ghost king of hyrule to guide you around (rhoam did it better fight me ... we dont talk about the questionable choice to make himself darker skinned when posing as just some guy)

i honestly dont think i was ever truly taken aback by anythign that happened in botw, while in totk, the further i played, the more i had to fight with myself to keep the feeling of unease, disappointment and betrayal down

its such a god damn shame, totk should have stayed a DLC, i will forever mournfully dream of a game that explores more of the ancient shiekah, doesnt erase integral parts of the world, developes characters more instead of making them regress back and make them end up even less developed than at the start of the game, dives into buried secrets and mistakes of dark pages of history without giving into a weirldy nationalist(imperalisitc?) narrative and lets characters have some agency for once

if it werent for the yiga i might have actually considered refunding the game, just to be at peace with myself

anyway, aboslutely incoherent word vomit.

#ganondoodles talks #zelda #totk #ganondoodles rants #old man yells at cloud #i know im repeating myself in alot of points #but some things just wont stop rotating in my head #ngl i felt like nintendy was trying to gaslight me in totk #what noooo the shrine of life was ALWAYS just a barren cave with a puddle of water in it #noooo dumsda (hundson) NEVER had a funny quirk of how he talks #nooooo purah NEVER cared about shiekah tech or that stone she used to have in her lab in hateno #noooooo robelo NEVER cared about the shiekah oven he named cherry #nooooo yuno was never not dumb like a rock and ridiculed by the narrative worse than koga #noooo yuno never had inheretited an ability unique to daruk #nooooooo zelda never had any character besides like white dress waifu #nooooooo the dekutree never actually played a central role #nooooo there never was any shikeah tech #noooooo there never were any champions we were actualyl friends with #why is this series so damn allergic to moving the world or characters forward #you literalyl showed us that zelda companion is doable #you made 5 fram rate killing ghosts that are more useless than useful in any fight but noooo cant do zelda #she gotta be the little maiden uwu #you could have shown us the past without sendign zelda back #you could have revealed the sonau without erasing the shiekah #you had such a good setup from botw #and isntead chose to focus 3 years on being able to glue a stick to a stick in a game that isnt about glue or building

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mychlapci · 4 months ago

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Episode Two - Darkness Rising, Part 2

Okay so Starscream establishes that the Decepticons have access to multiple energon mines, with the one shown at the beginning of the episode holding the most energon. He also calls one of the vehicons, drone, which implies that they’re not sentient beings. This would make sense since they’re canon fodder and mostly serve to flesh out the actual army that the Decepticons have since making a ton of unique character models would be expensive as fuck.

However, we see in later episodes that the vehicons can speak, a feature I find odd if they’re just meant to be mindless drones following order. This brings up a whole bunch of horrifying implications since the Autobots regularly rip vehicons to pieces in battle.

I’m gonna be 100% honest, I hate the dark energon plotline. Not only because it completely undermines Megatron as a leader and makes him look like a fucking idiot for just shoving it directly into his spark chamber, but also just because TFP is going to have soooo many plotlines down the road and out of all of them, dark energon will just continue to stick out like a sore thumb.

I do appreciate that Ratchet is just a hater. Like he just wants to leave and 100% respect him. So far he’s the only character to have actually funny lines.

God I forgot how ugly Fowler’s model is. Like the other humans look okay, but they did him dirty.

“BULKHEAD I NEEDED THAT!”

Optimus for the love of god put your mask back on. Please man you actually look hot that way.

“Pretty big bearings, for a human.” What did he mean by this? Bulkhead what did you mean by that?

Starscream will continue to be the only right person in this show. Like it will literally be Megatron’s fault that they loose their biggest energon mine because he decided to reactivate Cliffjumper’s corpse in the middle of it. And then, when things start going south, he’ll just order Starscream to blow up the entirety of the mine instead of trying to save it. Like TFP Megatron is a terrible fucking leader and from what we’re told, Starscream was actually doing a pretty damn good job of collecting energon considering in the three years that Megatron was gone, no one even once noticed the cons and their mining operations.

Basically TFP Megatron is a terrible leader and IMO the show would’ve been 10000% more interesting if they actually let Starscream be a competent individual instead of just turning him into Megatron’s chew toy.

Grrrr. Listen Miko, girl, I think you’re fine and all but good lord read the goddamn room. Every single one of the robots are talking about their friend, who has been presumed dead and you’re asking about the fight? I don’t think I would actually mind this behaviour if Miko actually had other things going on with her character. Like we hear about her host family a lot but not once do we actually see them. Perhaps her extreme thrill seeking behaviour is a result of being shipped off to nowhere Nevada by her family back home, or maybe her host family ignores her and she resorts to getting into danger as a method of acting out.

Still sticking with my opinion that TFP Optimus is built like an uppercase T. He’s gonna fucking fall over he’s so top heavy.

God the size shifting in this show is insane. Like Arcee is like 3x the size of her actual altmode.

I really wish Jack wouldn’t compare his fucking girl problems to Arcee’s partner literally dying. Those two things are not even remotely comparable in terms of emotional damage. Also it just makes him sound really fucking childish and petty that she has the audacity to be angry and annoyed about being forced to babysit some human teenager. Maybe they could’ve had Jack say “I know what’s it’s like to loose someone too Arcee…” Instead of just making him complain about girl trouble. That also would set up a potential plotline involving his absent father. Maybe he died?

It’s really funny that June didn’t see Arcee in the garage despite the fact that she’s literally in the driveway when Arcee reacts to her pulling up. Like there is zero way that she didn’t see the massive robot sitting in her garage.

WHY DO THEY KEEP SETTING UP WEIRD ROMANTIC NOTES WITH JACK AND ARCEE?! HE’S SIXTEEN FOR FUCKS SAKE.

ONCE AGAIN COMPLETELY UNDERMINING MEGATRON AS A EVEN REMOTELY COMPETENT LEADER BY MAKING HIM SHOVE AN UNKNOWN SUBSTANCE INTO HIS SPARK CHAMBER!!!!

Other Notes

They should’ve put Megatron down.

Episode Three - Darkness Rising, Part 3

Okay the little gesture Miko does when she pats Bulkhead’s interior and then puts her hands in her lap is so fucking cute. Bulkhead and Miko dynamic my beloved <3

At this point you could replace Soundwave with a piece of cardboard and literally nothing would change. Like… he just stands there, repeating other people’s voice lines. What even is the point of him?

5:22’s Transforming scene between Arcee, Bumblebee, and Bulkhead really demonstrates how big the bots are and how fucking ridiculous their altmodes really are.

Ratchet should be allowed to kill I think.

Okay Optimus says ‘Late in the war’ when referring to the energon deposites on Earth but like… it had to have happened before humans became a fully fledge civilization creating species, because Ratchet seems confused about Earth being a potential battlefield. WHAT THE FUCK IS THE TIMELINE MAN?????

I will never forgive what they did to Laserbeak. Like what the fuck is that ugly ass thing? Also adds to the continued problem in TF media where the cassettes don’t get to be actual characters and are instead just tools to be used by Soundwave. At the very least if they actually gave Soundwave a proper personality we might’ve been able to glean information about Laserbeak. Or hey maybe an inverse where Laserbeak acts as Soundwave’s voice, speaking for him in front of other characters. That would’ve given both of them an interesting dynamic.

OH AND THE FACT THAT LASERBEAK IS ALSO AROUND THE SIZE OF A GODDAMN HELICOPTER???? LIKE WHAT THE FUCK???? That cannot possibly be right. And Laserbeak has tentacles… yeah okay fucking whatever I guess.

Gah I don’t like the Agent Fowler kidnapping plotline. It feels out of place when the focus should really be on Optimus and Ratchet trying to stop Megatron. I think it would’ve been better suited for it’s own episode outside of the five pilot episodes.

“About five years ago, the government started microchipping their agents.” As an American, yeah that is something my government would do.

Y’know what, I think I would’ve been 100% okay with Miko throwing herself headlong into danger if she actually got a character arc where she realised how fucking dangerous and stupid of a decision that is. Like obviously TFP isn’t actually going to injure their child protagonists, but like… the show also wants me to be worried about the kids getting injured when they end up in situations and it falls flat when the Cybertronians are constantly telling Miko not to do stupid shit and then she never really learns her lesson, despite it nearly getting her and her friends killed on several occasions.

Honestly if they’d just moved Fowler getting kidnapped to being it’s own episode, we probably could’ve cut down Darkness Rising to four parts instead of five.

I think the showrunners should’ve allowed Ratchet to fucking maul Megatron right out the gate. It would’ve been funny and would’ve put Megatron out of commission way earlier.

Episode Four - Darkness Rising, Part 4

I enjoy the little detail that you don’t actually see Miko getting out of Bulkhead when Raf and Jack do.

Once again good lord I hope the vehicons aren’t sentient. Because otherwise Bulkhead is just killing so many people.

Bulkhead’s voice actor nailed that MIKO?! perfectly.

HOW THE FUCK DID MIKO JUST SLIDE ACROSS THE FLOOR LIKE THAT? HUMANS DO NOT HAVE THAT LEVEL OF TRACTION.

Y’know for as much as the fandom and the show love to hype up Soundwave as this guy who can see everything on the Nemesis and knows exactly what is going on at all times, he’s sure doing a pretty shit job of noticing three autobots breaking into the ship with their human companions.

ONCE AGAIN I REALLY HOPE THAT THE VEHICONS AREN’T SENTIENT BECAUSE OTHERWISE THE AUTOBOTS ARE GOING TO BE SO HYPOCRITICAL WHEN THEY SAY THEY CARE ABOUT ALL LIFE.

Why did they animate Raf putting the backpack on? Literally why did he do that instead of just running with the backpack in his hand?

Y’know what, shoutout to Jack for having the most normal reaction to being put in a life threatening situation. Miko is acting far too chill about all of this and I think it’s really weird how they keep having characters tell her that she could keep dying and then the dialogue serves no purpose because she just turns around and goes ‘Well I almost died too.’ Like girl that is not helping your case. Your actions nearly got yourself and a twelve year old killed. Again this wouldn’t be a problem if Miko actually learned a minor lesson about throwing herself headlong into danger. But she doesn’t learn.

She can still be weird girl extraordinar who loves robots and Bulkhead and metal music and thrill seeking without putting her friends in harm’s way. Like that is perfectly feasible!

LMFAO RATCHET IS SO FUCKING READY TO BE DONE WITH THEM. God he truly is the funniest part of this show so far.

Ugh… yay the first of many Starscream beatings. It is kinda funny how he sounds like he’s being choked but Megatron’s foot isn’t anywhere near his throat.

Okay Miko, your speech is falling on deaf years because you did actually almost get people killed. Like… girl… you did almost die and I don’t think saying ‘Oh well I went to the best school and had a loving family but I was stifled and didn’t get to be as weird as I wanted to be which is exactly why you should come back to hang out in a place that is liable to get you killed with me.’ will the change the fact that the guy you’re trying to convince nearly died.

Other Notes

Honestly, as much as I was ragging on Miko for the last couple of paragraphs, I do not actually hate her. I actually enjoy her moments with Bulkhead and the rest of the human cast in the base quite a bit. What I hate is how the show really wants you to think it’s super dark and gritty and oh my god the characters are at risk of getting injured and dying and then one of the main characters literally runs headlong into danger, nearly gets her friends killed, and then refuses to really sit down and understand why exactly her behaviour is dangerous for everyone around her.

Like genuinely, think about it, what happens if Miko gets injured? Her host family all of a sudden have to deal with the fact that a child they’re legally responsible for has been hurt and then they have to explain that fact to her actual parents. Then the Cybertronians will be liable for Miko’s injuries as well. Like her actions could have genuine consequences for so many other people than just Jack and Raf and if the show actually decided to commit to the fact that she could get hurt, we might have actually had an interesting plot line on our hands. But no, Miko will continue to throw herself into danger because ‘Oh the big robots are so cool and even though they’re literally in a war that’s actually causing them physical and emotional harm, i’m going to continue to talk about it like it’s a video game.’

God girl… I wish you were written better.

Episode Five - Darkness Rising, Part 5

Why does Megatron keep hating on Starscream, he’s literally just standing there 90% of the time. He hasn’t even done anything wrong in the five episodes he’s existed.

I think it’s really funny that Soundwave has to be at the radio array in person to deal with the goal of getting the space bridge to turn towards Cybertron. And also that scene is so funny because he’s just hunched over, tentacles sucking away at a random console, not even in any of the ports, just latched onto the box itself. What is he even doing? How do those tentacles even work in terms of extracting data?

Literally the very next scene shows Soundwave flipping through the cameras remotely so why does he even need the tentacles? And also what the fuck was he doing in the last episode when the autobots were breaking Fowler out of the brig, was he just taking a nap, or does he not have access to the Nemesis’ camera system?

I wish Megatron would’ve stayed dead. The maybe Starscream could be an actual character instead of a punching bag.

RATCHET WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU JUST STANDING THERE? TREAT HER DAMMIT?!

Other Notes

Okay so despite my less than stellar reviews so far, I would actually rate the Darkness Rising Arc with a solid 6.5/10. Like they're not bad episodes, especially not as a set of opening episodes to get people hooked on the show. I merely have the benefit of having watched the show before and am therefore able to make judgements based off of preexisting knowledge.

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alright and here is part two of my tfp watch through! another person recommended that i watch the rest of the darkness rising episodes since they're very much meant to be viewed sequentially in a single sitting. i technically watched eight episodes since i do an initial watch through and then a second watch through where i take notes.

-burnt ice anon

scrolling through this wall of text going Hey what the hell Until i realized we just passed a friday, and we’re reviewing tfp every friday now.

I’ll be completely honest with you right off the bat I will have to disagree, I fuckin love tfp Megatron I think he’s so funny. I have zero notes, his dark energon plotline is also funny to me. I get where you’re coming from about his character and role, but I guess but I love a good crazy bitch. He’s a hater after my own heart.

one thing i guess i just have to dedicate an entire paragraph to is the Jack comparing his girl problems to Arcee’s loss because I also always thought it was weird, but upon rewatch I realized that… he doesn’t? Like if I’m not mistaken, he’s referring to Arcee as his girl problems. Which is, admittedly, still kinda rude, but it makes more sense, considering that she (albeit by accident and unwillingly) dragged him into mortal danger. Sorry, I just thought that was interesting.

as for Miko… I always have to defend her. She’s fourteen, lacks self-preservation skills, and is insensitive at times because her excitement gets her faster than social norms do. She’s got a brand of adhd i sure know well. She IS however out of place with her excitement, considering how like, gritty and real tfp is trying to be, she would actually fit much better in a more lighthearted tf show. The writers never seemed to know where to take her, always keeping whether she’s learnt her lesson semi-ambiguous just in case they have to find an easy reason for the bots to be at a specific place or do a specific thing. But to be completely honest I never had any desire to see Miko learn her lesson. Also, people do need to cut her some slack, all she really wants to do is watch Transformers, something we get to do on tv, but she has to sneak through ground bridges and stuff to get a tiny piece of action. Sorry, this turned into a Miko appreciation paragraph. i can’t help myself.

#hmmm sorry i answered this and then i forgot to post it #i do love reading your notes so much it’s so fun #texty

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mysteriousbp · 7 months ago

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Oh, so Lila also met snowdrakes dad, I wonder what that story went. Also Melody met ghost Mettaton? When did she find time to do that between being, you know, hunted down and killed by Axis? (Unless it was in the ruins)

Snowdrake's father isn't really one of the main characters in Lila's journey. He's more like... The Napstablook of the journey. Someone you fight and know more about in optional stuff that isn't obligatory.

But in game sense, he's like Gyftrot. A one-off enemy that isn't a boss or a miniboss that you only fight once.

He's here to bring an Undertale mechanic justice. (At least I think I'm doing that...)

That mechanic, being the yellow descriptions during the true pacifist credits.

The yellow descriptions are better endings for the non-main-cast monsters that you fight. By doing specific acts, you can make their pacifist endings better. For exemple: If you use the act "Don't pick on" on Loox, he will become a reformed bully in the credits description, but if you don't, he will still be a bully.

The player's actions have more meaning than just sparing them or killing them. Your actions affect them in personal ways.

That's what I want to show with Snowdrake's father in Lila's journey. In my AU, during the time that Lila's journey happened, Snowdrake's father was having a hard time keeping a job to support his family. He was just walking, trying to think of what he could do, until he ran into Lila. He then starts a fight with her because of the new law against humans, thinking maybe he could get a reward from the guard to get his family by until he gets another job. But during the fight, he makes a joke by accident, and Lila laughs at the joke. He then stops attacking and tries more jokes, and Lila keeps laughing at them. That's when the fight stops and Snowdrake's father gets the inspiration to be a comedian.

And if you know Undertale, you know that Snowdrake's father is a comedian working for Mettaton in canon. In my AU Lila's actions affected Snowdrake's father life for the better.

That's what I want to show. How these kids interactions with random monsters affect those monsters lives. Because in the fandom, especially UTY, it is always how Frisk/Clover affect the lives of the main cast. But what about the random monsters they met? How do these kids actions affect them. Because that's something that I feel that some of the fandom ignores. Undertale isn't just a game of mercy and fighting... It's a game of actions and how that affects the world around you.

And about Mettaton. Yeah, Melody, meet him in the Ruins. I just wanted to give Melody one monster friend who isn't a normal enemy. Before the Snowdin accident.

And since there isn't really anyone special exclusive to the Ruins other than Toriel.

And only ghosts and monsters that can burrow under the door can enter and leave the ruins. (That's probably why Vegetoids are the only Ruin monsters that are fused in the Amalgamates)

So I had my choices cut short. So between the ghost cousins, I decided to use Mettaton.

First of all, because Mettaton likes dancing, it just made sense. Second of all, because in Undertale, Napstablook was in the Ruins because they wanted to be alone, and Mad Dummy/Mad Mew Mew was in that lock room in the switch version because she also wanted to be alone. So I wanted to be a theme between the cousins that they liked to be alone for some moments at some point in their ghost lives. And because it's just interesting, one of the kids knowing who Mettaton was before he was a robot. Because I'm pretty sure he never reveals his true identity to anyone after pacifist. So it would be funny, Melody, to have to keep that fact a secret.

#undertale #ut #uty second chance au #patience soul #light blue soul #blue soul #integrity soul #ut snowdrake's father #ut mettaton

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eternalgoddessofart · 6 months ago

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Chapter 3: Sector 7 and the lost ones.

Summary: After meeting with the Autobots, Kora and Sam go on a journey to find the glasses that would protect the human race. While looking sparks seem to fly when Optimus and Kora are alone. The connection is out of this world. But what if they weren't the only humans that knew of the Autobots and with this war comes great losses. This chapter contains nudity, slight nsfw, blood, small talk of body shaming by oneself a bit form one creep, and angst.

Kora decided it be best to give Sam some space to be with Mikaela alone in Bee. Let them create an even bigger connection, something Kora wished she could have with someone. Ever since she was young her heart ached for something. She could never explain it but her heart always felt as if it was half there in a way, like a missing piece of the puzzle lost to never be complete to never feel one with yourself. When she got older and saw how others were finding someone she thought maybe that could be it. She was missing her person but whenever she met someone it just never felt right. It never felt like home.

"Ms. Witwicky, are you alright?" Optimus's voice spoke to her as they drove to her home. She looked at his dashboard, her heart beating faster. She had noticed how her heart reacted differently when with him. It ached, not in a bad way but as if it longed for him this robotic creature. She couldn't understand it but decided to ignore it. How could a great being just like himself ever want a human girl, a girl who wasn't even smaller compared to most?

"Oh yeah I'm okay just thinking is all. And please just call me Kora, Ms.Witwicky makes me feel older than I am." She said with a small chuckle leaving her lips. the truck vibrating slightly. She wondered what that could've been. "Apologize Kora." Optimus said as it became silent between the two. Kora's heart ached once more as his voice spoke her name. It sounded so simple but to her, it sounded so sweet so warm, so...fitting to hear from his deep and velvet voice. As if her name was made to be said by him. Kora looked out the window picking at the skin of her fingers trying to think of what to say. "Optimus?" She said staring at his dashboard.

"Yes Kora?" "Did you know of Megatron before the war?" She asked as it was silent for a moment. "Yes. We were one in a way brothers. He inspired me long ago before my title as Prime." He spoke as he stopped turning to be on her street. "You weren't always this strong and handsome leader you are now?" She spoked without thinking as she froze. A small chuckle left Optimus as her cheeks became red from embarrassment. How could she have said that? But she was happy to hear him chuckle. "Thank you as for the compliment but no I use to be a clerk to our people."

(Optimus POV)

She listen staring at his dashboard her blue eyes shining with curiosity to know of the past of the mighty leader of the Autobots. And Optimus wouldn't admit it but he enjoyed the small femmes optics or as they said eyes on him. In fact, he couldn't place his digit on why but her presence soothed his spark beyond belief. The moment he saw her as his optics stared into her eyes he felt warm, funny how a metal being as he most metal was cold to the touch. But, seeing her he was sure his metal could burn hotter to burn even other cybertronians. He had never felt such an raw connection before and he couldn't explain how he felt.

These feelings were something so foreign to him. As he had been so busy with the war and destruction of Cybertron, his only thoughts were to restore his home and lead the Autobots. He didn't know what to say to the small and in his opinion attractive femme who made his spark glow brighter when he saw her, when he could hear her and know she was safe. Her voice was like music to his audio receptors. Her chuckle made him shutter wanting to listen to it again. The same with her lips parting to say his name wanting to listen to it more. Hear it in different ways. To hear her call him out of...love, to hear her also cry out in ecstasy, to feel her against-

"Optimus? You still there big guy?" She called out her fingers gently rubbing against his dashboard making it shudder against her finger. Her hand pulled back. "O-Oh I'm sorr-" "No no it is quite alright, I just wasn't expecting your touch was all," Optimus said as he felt his vent open as his fan began to blow cool air as he wanted to get ride of his thoughts. He didn't know what was happening to him. "I was just worried you stopped talking. But, I am sure the war and getting the glasses on your mind so maybe we could talk another time? Meet up just the two of us?" She asked him gently.

(Kora pov but still in 3rd pot)

"I would like nothing more Kora." "Then it's a date." She said as she stared out the window a smile on her face at the idea of a date with him. Soon we came to a stop as they made it back to Kora and Sam's home. Optimus opened the door for her and she gave a quiet 'thank you' as she hopped out. Sam and Mikaela were already by the gate as Kora jogged over. "Five minutes, keep them quiet and stay low Mikaela. Come on Kora." Sam said as we walked to the back door Kora decided to stay on the path as right now wasn't the time for her dad to give her lecture of 'staying on the path' Sam on the other hand. "Thanks for staying on my path Sam." Their dad said sarcastically his head turning to Kora, a sweet smile appearing.

"Why can't you be like your sister who listens." Their dad said while opening the door slightly Sam rushed to shut it back in his face as she stood next to him. "Oh the path, sorry Dad I'll sweep it for you," Sam said as Kora nodded. "You know I bought half your car, bailed you out of jail and I also decided to do all your chores, as well as yours to Kora. I knew your brother was forgetful but didn't think you forgot to."

Kora felt bad that he did her chores and she would've been home in time to do them if weren't for being chased by decepticons and then learning the fate of the humans was in their hands. As Sam spoke to their father Kora heard metal clashing against one another as she turned her head. Her eyes became wide at the sight before her. She saw Optimus and the others in their normal form as the two made eye contact. Her heart ached in two ways, one overpowering her ach for him as she was scared her dad would see. The Autobot leader began to walk closer to the fence as Kora pulled on Sam shirt to get his attention.

Sam looked back his eyes widened as he pressured on the door and he turned back to their dad. "God we love you Dad. Just so much right now." Kora said in a sweet voice as their dad smiled softly at her. "You know Mom wanted me to ground you two for being late for curfew." "Well you didn't because you're so amazing Dad." Kora said as she focused on talking to their dad this time as same try to tell the autobots to stay back without dad noticing.

"Fine, I won't just make sure Sam does what he said okay. Even if you two are in the same grade you are still his older sister by a year." Dad spoke while walking away. "I will Daddy we'll be in soon," Kora said feeling slightly embarrassed. She stayed back a year to help Sam so he wouldn't be alone and so sometimes she felt like she was missing things to protect him. Maybe after this...she could start living her own life. "Alright I love you, sleep well, you handsome man," Sam spoke as he turned his attention back to the Autobots that were now in their backyard.

Kora's chest ached as she knew they made a destruction of their backyard and she thought right. "W-watch the path! Watch the path please!" She whispered to them as she watched Optimus trying to watch his step the best he could till his foot was close to stepping on the fountain. "No no no! Optimus wai-" Before she could finished her sentence, she heard the shatter of her mother's fountain under his pedes. She whined as she placed her hands on her head, Sam following her as the two were stressed. "Fuck mom is gonna kill us," Kora whined as she gripped her hair. "Watch your mouth." Her brother spat out as she glared at him as he stiffened under her gaze.

"Sam, are you fucking serious we have giant robots in our backyard destroying it and you are worried about my language? At school, you may be my "older" brother but let's remember I am the oldest." Kora hissed out at him as she heard quiet laughter, one deeper then the others. She looked up meeting Optimus gaze as the two just stared at one another. Her chest aching, calling for him to lean down and touch her, to hold her to feel her lips against his or his lips against her needy-

"Can you two stop eye fucking each other please we have to find those glasses," Sam grumbled as Kora's slapped Sam's arm, her cheeks red from embarrassment. "Sam! you- Mojo no!" Kora said as Mojo lifted his leg and began to pee over Ironhide's pede. "Ugh!" Ironhide groaned lightly kicking Mojo away as I caught him. Soon we had Ironhide's canon pointed at her and Mojo. "You have a rodent infestation. Shall I terminate?" Ironhide asked threatenly as Sam came between the angry autobot ad Kora with her dog.

Kora watched as Sam talked Ironhide down she noticed how Optimus stood closer than before, his fist balled as he stared at Ironhide as if in a silent warning. Was...he trying to protect her? Her cheeks became redder as she zoned back into the conversation between Sam and Ironhide. "He peed on you?" Bad Mojo, bad!" Sam said as Mojo's ears went down from it as they heard Ironhide turn his canons away back into his hands. "Bad Mojo." Ironhide copied Sam as he looked down at his foot.

"Ugh, it's gonna rust." Ironhide groaned as he turned back to his comrades and he looked at Optimus who seemed upset with his actions toward Kora. "Here let me find a towel and wipe it off." She said grabbing a wet towel as she wiped off Ironhide's foot. "Thank you little femme." He thanked her as she nodded. She turned to see Sam gone as he was now in his. she followed along as she looked in her own maybe he came into her room and left it in there. But, she let out a groan no luck of finding it. I looked out my window seeing Optimus placing Mikaela into Sam's room.

Kora sighed as she turned she could see her reflection. She was filthy, how did her dad not notice how sweaty and dirty she and Sam looked. "Well...Mikaela and Sam should be able to find it together wouldn't be bad for me to get cleaned up." She spoke to herself, walking to her closet, picking out an outfit and some comfortable shoes. She placed them on her as she stripped her dirty clothes off heading into the shower. She needed to get the dirty off her what she didn't know that she eyes staring at her.

(Optimus 3rd POV)

Once he lifted Mikaela into Sam's room he stood there. "Keep searching time is of the essence. Where is Kora?" Optimus asked Sam as the small human male looked at Optimus. "She is in her room looking why don't you go harass her while we keep looking huh?" Sam spoke his voice on edge. "Calm down, calm down I will go see if Kora has found them." He said all Sam did was nod as he went back to searching.

Optimus moved to another window close to Sam's as he observed Kora's room. The walls are a cream color some having photos in frames with pictures of Kora with her family. Her smile shined so bright putting the sun itself to shame. A small smile placed on the Prime's face. That smile was what made his spark shine even brighter and makes him want to fight more to protect this planet to protect Sam. To protect...her.

"By the all spark.." He whispered to himself at the breathtaking sight before him. Kora stood in her shower her back facing towards the window as he could see her. Water ran down her body as if she was a waterfall as the water followed the curve of her spine down to the soft skin of her ass. His mind was going wild at the sight. He had noticed that she wasn't skinny like the other femme but he liked no, he loved the way her body looked. The curves of her hips and stomach made him want to run his servos all over.

He wanted to feel every curve, every soft piece of her flesh he could between his servos. He wanted to run his glossa or what humans called tongue against her sensitive buds. To taste how sweet she was, to hear her voice call his name in pure bliss.

His fans turned on as he quickly turned away from the window and he brought a servo to his face plate. What was he doing? It was wrong to watch her in such an intimate way without her knowing. His spark burned as he tried to calm himself. He knew that right now was not the time to let feelings like love? Was this love? He stared at the window as he smiled as he held his spark his optics closing. Yes, the way his instincts were to protect her with his spark to the very end. But to also cherish her like the goddess she was growing strong in him. "Soon sweet spark...soon." He whispered as he knew he would confess when the time was right. He turned back to Sam's window to check on him, his fans slowing down as his mind returned to the mission.

(Kora 3rd pov)

(her outfit but without the boots its gonna be nike shoes and ignore the makeup and jewelry)

She sighed, happy to finally be clean as she placed the new and clean clothes on as well as did her hair. She looked at the jewelry she had as she placed it in her jewelry box and decided against doing her makeup. She stared at herself in the mirror as she hugged her slightly exposed skin. It slightly pugged out. 'Too much skin just hanging out. Do you really think a fat human would ever get the attention of a Prime?' Kora's mind was her worst enemy. She tried so hard to love her body but the stares she would get from people she saw at school and on the street it...it crushed her.

"Stop it...please." She mumbled to herself as she held herself harder. Tears welled in her eyes. 'Prime wouldn't want a partner of your size, same with any human male. Maybe if you stopped eating so much you be desirable.' "Shut up!" She yelled as her tears fell. Her mind becoming louder as she tried to choke back her tears.

"Kora? Is everything alright?" Optimus's voice cut through and her mind began to clear of the thoughts. She turned to her window as she looked at him. "You are crying...is everything alright?" He asked his tone full of concern. "Y-yea I am alright I just...sometimes I feel my body is not perfect. That I am too big compared to others like my friend Mikaela." She said her voice low as she looked away.

"I think you look breathtaking." Optimus voiced as he stared at her as if she was the only thing at this moment. She looked up at him as her cheek tinted pinker a shy smile on her face. "Even at my size?" She asked staring at him. "Kora I do not think I have any right to judge size. But for what it is worth when I look at you I see perfection. I see that your creator took their time creating you. Once you were completed they stared in awe wondering how they were able to craft a masterpiece like you. Your soul shines so bright and you are full of so much compassion. I have never met anyone like you that makes me wonder what life would be like...with you always in it now." Every word that left his mouth felt so genuine and pure as if he created her. Her eyes stared into his as her cheeks were at the maximum of pink.

Her heart pounded as if it was to burst out of her chest. 'He...he is perfect. He sees me and sees there is more to me than just looks. Is..is this what love is? I hope so because I...I never want to let him go.' She thought as all she could do was stare. "Optimus...I-" Before she could continue she felt the whole house shake. She tried to keep her balance as she got closer to the window seeing Ratchet on the floor slightly loopy and power wires all around him. Darkness filled her home as she looked at Optimus. "I will meet you in Sam's room. Go." She said as he nodded heading over to his room. She was disappointed their moment was ruined but knew others would come.

She ran to his room seeing her parent's already there. Her mom turned to her hugging her. "Oh, my sweet girl are you okay? Did you get hurt?" She asked as Kora giggled hugging her. "I am fine Mom." Kora said as she looked at the door seeing the bright light coming from it. Her mom turned back as she warned Sam. "Please Sam you know he'll start counting." As she finished speaking their dad started counting down from five as Kora got nervous.

"Sam open the door please." Their mom pleaded. "Three, two, stand back." Their dad said getting ready to kick the door down, but it opened as Sam came out. The light is no longer there. "What up? What's with the bat?" He asked his eyes shooting back and forth to the three of them. "Who were you talking to?" Their dad asked as Sam looked at him confused. "I'm talking to you." "Why are you all sweaty and dirty?" Their mother asked as Kora was just watching nervous that their parent's find the Autobots.

"I'm a child I'm supposed to get dirty," Sam replied back as Kora shook her head. "Well, we thought we saw a light, and" "No we didn't think, we saw move out of the way." Their dad cut their mom off as he barged into Sam's room the argument began as Kora's mind wonder in fear of the Autobots being caught.

(Optimus 3rd Pov)

"Quick hide," Optimus whispered to his comrades as they all ran around to hide. Due to his size, he had no choice but to go up against the house. He tried to limit the damage as he heard Kora's father speaking. "Ah, no look at the yard. The yard is destroyed. Jusy we gotta call the city we got a blown transformer." Her father spoke as Optimus tried to lean more against the house scared they had been spotted. "Power bolts sparking all over the place. Trashed gone" Optimus heard Kora's father's voice start to fade showing he went back inside.

After a few moments, the team came out of their hiding spot to listen to the human's talk still staying low to not be seen. "The parents are very irritating, shall I take them out," Ironhide asked as he formed his hand into a canon. Optimus leaned down looking quite annoyed with Ironhide. "Ironhide you know we don't harm humans what is with you!" His voice was harsh as he remembered how Ironhide pointed his canon at Kora. He felt a rage he could not express seeing her in danger. He was will to tare Ironhide apart.

"Well, I'm just saying just saying its an option," Ironhide mumbled slightly ashamed as he put his blasters away. "You are on thin ice, not only did you threaten to harm Kora's parents. You pointed a canon at her. You could've harmed her greatly." He growled as his optics shined darker from his rage. The others stared at one another. They had never seen Prime so fired up. Maybe meeting Kora had caused it.

"Optimus it seems you have feelings for the femme," Ratchet said smelling the air and how Optimus's pheromones smelt different when Kora was present or spoken of. Optimus looked away as he tried to calm down. "There...is no time for those feelings to come to light." He mumbled as he felt a servo on his shoulder plates. He looked at Ironhide. "Sooner or later Prime you need to. Who knows if you or even her will survive after." Ironhide's words hit Prime hard the idea of losing her in this war was... too much for his spark to handle. He knew his comrades were right. He would tell her soon.

"Optimus

(Kora 3rd Pov)

Kora being embarrassed was an understatement of this little "Conversation" between her parents and Sam. Her cheeks are hot as she hoped it would end soon. It seemed god had answered her as Mikaela came out as the chatter stopped all of their eyes one her.

"Hi I'm Mikaela, I'm Sam and Kora's friend," Mikaela stated that Kora knew her parents would believe her as Kora always hung out with her. "Wow, you are gorgeous!" Their mom said as Kora giggled happy the embarrassing conversation was over and they were focused now on Mikaela. Kora noticed her dad giving Sam a fist bump as she rolled her eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry you had to hear our little family discussion." Kora's mom said as Kora gently grabbed her mom's shoulder. "Mom, do you know where Sam's bag is?" She asked her voice soft. "Oh yea sweetie it's in the kitchen. You two get freshen up I have some spare clothes Mikaela could use." Their mom said as Kora nodded.

She let them get cleaned up as Kora went downstair she saw Sam's bag and she dug through it. Soon she found the glasses and she smiled happily.

She looked at the two as she handed Sam the glasses. "Your mom is really nice, how come you never let me come here to hang out?" Mikaela asked. "If I did I wouldn't have had a moment's peace with my brother horning over you," Kora said as Mikaela giggled at her statement. While Sam looked embarrassed and annoyed.

Before Sam could come up with a comeback the doorbell rang multiple times before their father answered. Multiple men in black suits stood at the door wearing glasses. Kora watched from the kitchen as she looked nervous as did Sam and Mikaela.

"Can I help you?" Their dad asked confused. "Actually you can. we're the government, Sector 7. Is this the Witwickty residents?" The man in the front asked. "It's Witwicky." Kora's father coreected him as the man walked to be close with their dad getting up into his face. "May I enter the premises, Sir?" He asked and before Kora's father answered the men swarmed in running over the house and backyard. Sam, Kora, and Mikaela came out as the man who talk to their dad earlier, the one in charge looked at them.

He looked at Sam then at Kora his eyes scanning her body as she felt her spine shiver. 'Why do I attract the creeps and not good guys...' She thought. "Hey, kid, little lady, are you Sam and Kora Witwickty." "It's Witwicky, but yea we are. Why do you wanna know?" Kora asked crossing her arms and standing in front of Sam. It was time for her to step up and protect her baby brother.

"Feisty one, like that but we need you two to come with me." He said walking to us but stopping as their dad got in front protecting them. "Woah you're out of line buddy." Their dad said. "Sir I'm asking you politely. Back off." The man in the suit threatened but their dad didn't back down. "You're not taking my kids." "Sir are you getting fresh with me?" Kora got nervous watching the two as she didn't want her dad to get hurt.

"No but I'll call the cops, cause there is something fishy going on." Their dad comments back. "Yea, there's something fishy about you, your son, your curvy daughter, your Taco Bell dog, and this whole operation you got going on here." The man said as Kora made a disgusted look. "I'm sorry what did you just say about my sister?" Sam said as Kora held him back.

The man ignored them as one of his other men came up to him whispering to him, his eyes growing wide as he looked at Sam and Kora. "Kid, little lady can you step forward please." The leader of the men said as Kora and Sam looked at one another as they stepped forward. The man pulled out a machine as he placed it over them as it began to beep like crazy. "14-Rads, Off the charts. Bingo! Tag'em and bag'em!"

With that, the three were taken to a black van as Sam and Kora's parents were taken to another. It was silent for a moment in the car as the three stared at one another nervous. Mikaela was in the middle and Sam and Kora sat at the window. "So Ladiesman217 that's your eBay username right?" The leader of the men in suits asked staring back at them. "Yeah, but it was a typo and you know I ran with it." Sam explained as Kora rolled her eyes at her brother's lame excuse for the name.

"Does this sound like you?" The man asked as he began to play a recording and video of Sam watching his car turn into a robot. "Yeah, that sounds like ladiesman." Mikaela said looking at Sam. Kora slightly zoned out as the two tried to explain to the man what the video was. Kora was worried for the Autobots hoping they got away in time. She zoned back as she heard them laughing confused. "So what do you kids know about aliens?" The man asked as the three got silent. "What you mean like Martians, E.T?" Sam started as Kora finished. "Urban Legends made up for our enjoyment." She said looking at the man as he pulled out a badge waving it in their face.

"You see this badge? This is 'A do-whatever-I-want-and-get-away-with-it badge. I'm gonna lock you three up forever." He finished as Sam looked scared as Kora just scoffed. "You know what don't listen to him, he's just pissy cause he has to get back to gaurding the mall." Kora said as Mikaela smirked at the man letting a small chuckle leave her mouth. The man glared at the two.

"You Double D's, do not test especially with your little friend Daddy's parol coming up." He stated as Kora's smile dropped and her eyes showed shock as Sam looked at the two girls. "What parol?" Sam asked confused. "It's nothing," Mikaela answered as the man scoffed. "Grand theft auto that ain't nothing?" The man said Mikaela sighed as she looked at Sam Kora looking at her friend pain in her eyes. "You know those cars my dad taught me to fix, well they weren't always his." She stated as Sam looked shocked as he then looked at Kora. "You knew about this?" Sam asked as Kora couldn't find her voice as she only could nod.

"Well, we couldn't afford a babysitter so he would take me with him," Mikaela explained as tears formed in her eyes. Kora nudged her shoulder as she was still trying to get out her cuffs. "She has her own Juvie record to prove it. She's a criminal and criminals are hot." The man growled the last word eye Mikaela. "Fucking pervert." Kora hissed as the man looked at her. "Don't worry you're hot too for ya know chubby girl." He said as Kora glared at him even if he was a creep it hurt to hear him say that. "It be a shame if he had to rot in jail for the rest of his natural life. So it's time to talk." He said as everything after his statement was in slow moment.

The car met impact with something hard as it spun. Kora's head hit the window as she hissed in pain as her head spun a sharp ringing in her ears. Then two giant metal hands grip the roof of the car. The glass shattered as some hit Kora's face leaving small scratches as blood dripped from them. Scream could be heard from everyone in the car as the roof was ripped the car hitting the ground. Once everything settle we looked up to see Optimus.

Kora smiled as she stared at him, his eyes already on her as his expression hardened. She couldn't understand until she hissed in pain her head throbbing. "Kora, are you okay?" Sam asked concerned. "I'm fine same just hit my head. You assholes are about to get it now though. " Kora told the men smirking. "Gentlemen, I like you to meet our friend. Optimus Prime." "Taking the three was a bad move." Optimus hissed as he seemed pissed. As he spoke the others came pointing their canons at the men. The men in suit coward slightly as they held their hands up.

"Hi there." The man said as Optimus lean down to be at his level. "You don't seem afraid. Are you not surprised to see us?" Optimus asked as the man chuckled. "Look there are Sector 7 Protocols, I'm not authorized to communicate with you excited to tell you I can't communicate with you." He said Kora rolled her eyes. "Who fucking cares." Kora spat at the man as he stared at her his hands still up. "Hey I might take shit from him but not you Double D's." He said as Kora heard a low guttural growl leaves Optimus mouth as she stared him shocked.

"Get out of the car," Optimus growled out glaring at the man. "Me you want me t-" "Now!" Optimus barked out making Kora jump slightly as He looked at her giving an apologetic look in his eyes. The men soon got out as did Kora and the other two as she finally got her handcuffs off. She helped with Sam as Mikaela got her own off. "You're good at keeping secrets and not handcuffs too?" Sam said rubbing his wrist. "Sam she has a record because she wouldn't sell her dad out. She told me because I could understand as I would've done the same for you or our parents. You haven't had to sacrifice anything in your perfect little life so don't fucking judge her." Kora yelled at him as tears welled in her eyes. It wasn't fair how he judge her when he didn't know her situation.

"Kora I-" "Fucking save it, Sam, don't big a bigger hole. But apologize to Mikaela not me" She said as she bumped his shoulder as she walked away from him. As she walked a large foot blocked her as she looked up. Optimus kneeled down as he placed one of his fingers gently against her face wiping her tears the best he could. His metal was cool against her skin as she leaned into his touch. Her hands gripped his finger. "You were hurt. " His voice echoed slightly through her head as she looked up at him smiling softly. "Just a few cuts I'll be okay." She said as he nodded. He hesitated to move his finger away but for now, he had to. She whined as she missed his touch but she turned seeing the men were tied up as Sam and Mikaela were talking with the leader.

She watched as Bumblebee screwed something off as he began to pour liquid on the man Kora giggled covering her mouth. "Bumblebee, stop lubricating the man." A chuckle left Optimus's mouth as he told Bee to stop. She watched as Sam and Mikaela talked and tied up the other men. The leader got the worst as Mikaela made him strip as Kora smirked. But the fun was over as Ironhide alerted them humans were coming in helicopters. Kora looked around as Sam and Mikaela joined her as Optimus held his hand down for them to climb. "Up ya get." He said as the three climbed it as he lifted them so they could sit on his shoulders as he ran. Though the helicopters were hard to shake due to his large size.

But some how they lost him as Optimus hide under a bridge holding on with his hands and feet as the three watched. But Optimus jerked as Mikaela and Sam slipped holding onto Optimus's face plate while Kora held onto his neck watching the two in horror. "Mikaela! Sammy!" Kora screamed as she wanted to help but couldn't reach them. "I'm slipping! I'm slipping!" Mikaela screamed holding onto Sam. Kora climbed Optimus neck getting closer but it was to late as the two fell. Kora screamed tears in her eyes.

Though they didn't fall to their death instead Bumblebee transformed to catch them. Kora sighed in relief but soon watched as Bee was shot at by humans. "No! Optimus we have to help them! We have to save them!" She begged to the Prime as he just stayed there. "We can't save them Kora we will be captured as well," Optimus explained as Kora watched as they took bee down strapping him down. She could see her brother and friend in handcuffs as they were taken away.

Once they were far enough Optimus came down placing her down as she ran. Deep down she knew it be useless they were already far gone. She stopped as she panted watching the helicopters get smaller and smaller till they were no longer there. Tears fell as she dropped to her knees. "Sammy...the last time we talked we argued...what if that's the last I see him..." She cried out the pain in her chest too much. "Optimus are we just gonna let them take Bumblebee?" Jazz asked his leader as a sigh left Optimus's mouth. "We can't rescue Bumblebee without harming the humans." "But it's not right!" Jazz said as Optimus held a hand up as he looked over the glasses he picked up. "Let them leave."

Kora's eyes burned with tears but also with anger as she stood turning to look up at Optimus. "So we just let them take them and we may never see them again!?" She exploded on him as he stared down as her as he sighed. She watched his metal form shift over and over till he...was almost the size of a human, well the best he could he was still giant and wide but he was closer to Kora's size slightly. "What? How?" She asked but he didn't answer as he wrapped his arms around her.

She froze for a moment as she then broke down as she wrapped her arms around him the best she could as she cried her heart out. "Bumblebee is strong, and your brother is smart, I know deep in my spark that they will be fine but we will meet them again. But right now our mission comes first. Please Kora..trust me." He begged as he pulled away to hold her face. She leaned into his touch closing her eyes as she took a deep breath. "Optimus...I trust you with my life I am just...worried. I'll keep faith." She said looking into his eyes as the two stayed liked that for a moment.

He pulled away taking a few steps back as he gave her a soft smile that dulled her ach of pain and made her stomach flutter. He began to shift taking his alt-mode form as he opened his car door for her. She hopped in as Optimus and the other bot's began driving. She stayed quiet for a moment as she looked outside. "Optimus." "Yes Kora?" "Did you truly mean what you said earlier when we were at my house?" "Every word Kora." He said in a heartbeat as she smiled staring at his steering wheel. "I am glad...I couldn't live in a world without you now too Optimus. Whenever I am with you my heart aches as if-" "It's been missing a piece that has just been found." Optimus completed her thought as she stared at his dashboard smiling even more. "When this is all over I wanna talk more about these feelings about...us." She said as she heard him rev softly. "I would love nothing more then that Kora." He said as she yawned closing her eyes.

"Goodnight Optimus." She said softly drifting to sleep as he continued to drive. "Goodnight Kora...my future sweet spark." He said mumbling the part under his breath making sure she couldn't hear as they continued to drive. Not knowing what the next day would hold. All they knew was right now they had each other and that was good enough for now.

Hey guys I hope you enjoy this sorry for how long this chapter was but I know the other few will be just as long. I'll try to get these out as soon as possible but you guys have a great one and I'll see you in the next chapter byeeeee.

#transformers #bayverse optimus prime #transformers fanfiction #optimus #optimus prime x oc #ratchet #bumblebee #ironhide #megatron

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quirkwizard · 4 months ago

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Hi, so in Invincible and JJK, both Mechamaru and Robot are characters who were born extremely physically frail and weak bodies, yet they are able to fight against enemies by remotely controlling weaponized robots and other technology. Can you make a mutant type quirk based on that, where the user is able to control technology but have bodies that are very physically frail and weak?

I love your quirk ideas and analysis. Could you share any ideas for an original quirk that could lead to the user becoming sick and having a shorter lifespan? Maybe a regeneration type quirk that helps the user heal faster by making cells divide could lead to developing cancer for example.

This is probably stupid but do you think it’d possible for a mutant quirk that doesn’t heavily alter the person to grant them the extra toe joint making it seem on almost all counts they are quirkless? Almost being a redundant quirk? I figure it’d be a funny scenario for a character.

So now would be a good time to talk about Quirk balance. For all the jokes people have about how bad certain Quirks are, a Quirk should serve some function for the user, no matter how minor it is. So a quirk that does nothing for the user wouldn't be a thing. And while downsides can be an issue, that should be something that can be worked around to be dealt with in some fashion. I do not care what ability you give it, a Quirk shouldn't cripple the user for life for having it or be actively killing them just by using it. No other Quirk in the series is that severe in its downsides. You can bring up Dabi if you want, ignoring the fact that he is an exception that proves the rule, but not even "Cremation" works against him that much. You can have Quirks with dynamics like that, but they'd need to be massively toned down. Like having a Quirk that makes the user sick or robs them of some function in order to achieve the effect, but only having it be temporary. Using the Mechamaru example, you could have a power that controls technology or gives the user robot minions but leaves them in a meditative state to control them. It still robs the user of their strength in a way, but it's not permanent, and it's something they can choose to do.

#My Hero Academia #Quirks #Quirk Reviews

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nkirukaj · 5 months ago

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Fawning for You (22)

Pairing: Alastor x Voe (Fem!OC)

Warnings: Swearing, Graphic Depictions of Violence

Genre: ANGST (& Humor!)

Word Count: 1.6K

22. Wait for Me

They make their way outside, seeing the Vees sitting at the top of a giant robot, Vox in the middle.

“Try and ignore me now Voe!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

“Are you serious?”

Alastor rolls his eyes “Ugh,”

“I’M VERY FUCKING SERIOUS! HOW DO YOU LIKE ME NOW VOE??”

“Less and less!”

“FUCK YOU!”

Vox presses a button and shoots a missile at the hotel. Voe whips around at the damage, as Angel runs outside.

“What the fuck?! That wall again?! Oh hi, Vox,”

“FUCK YOU ANGEL! NOBODY LIKES YOU!”

“Everybody likes me!”

“Velvette, are you seriously part of this nonsense?”

She sighs, holding up her phone “No, I’m just here for the views,”

Voe sighs “Fair enough,”

Alastor grows ten times larger and shoots out his tentacles, wrapping them around the giant robot’s legs and pulling them forward as the Vees crash down on the ground. They shoot another missile that Voe narrowly avoids.

Alastor growls “Have a nice trip? See you next fall,” he laughs and he stands and steps atop the robot crushing its legs

“MY LEGS!!” Vox screams

“And next will be your face! LEAVE! HA HA!”

Vox points up at Alastor “YOU DON’T SCARE ME!”

“But do I?” Voe flies up in her demon form baring her teeth

Vox scoffs and turns his head up in concern “WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!” he points upward

Voe crosses her arms as Angel brings out Charlie, Vaggie, Lucifer, Casper, and many other residents. “Nice try, but I’m not a child,” she glances down seeing everyone else looking up as well, and turns to where Vox is pointing.

A hoard of exorcist angels descending from a portal to Heaven wielding weapons as they get closer, with Lute front and center.

“I think we should go,” Val tells Vox

Velvette nods “Agreed,”

Vox presses a button and the top of the robot ejects and launches them back toward V-Tower.

“What’s going on? Why are you here?” Charlie asked

“You’re overdue on an extermination,” Lute spits through her teeth “But we’re here by order of the Head Seraphim, to eliminate a pair of illegal sinner children,”

Voe’s eyes shoot open and glances back down at her husband and Lucifer. Illegal sinner children?

My children. She thought. Her children, innocent and little, never asked to be here and only brought love and light to every room they entered. They slept peacefully in their crib and here come angels trying to kill them.

“We don’t know what you’re talking about,” Charlie lies, her eyes darting back and forth

Lute scoffs “You’re a terrible liar. Bring us the little abominations and you can keep whatever is left of the ‘hotel’ once we’re done with them,”

“NO!” She screams without thinking

For the first time, Lute turns to her “Oh? Are the abominations yours?” she smirks a sick smirk

“You’re the abomination with your metal arm, that’s not natural. Isn’t that against Heaven’s way?”

Lute laughs dryly “Funny, but we’re still killing your children,”

Vaggie flies up next to Voe, her spear drawn “Then you’ll have to get past us,” she points it at Lute

“I intend to. You and I have a score to settle,” she grins before launching at Vaggie

“Vaggie!” Charlie called out

The angels descend upon them, as Voe twitches and convulse, turning into a large dragon. She bites and swipes at them as Alastor uses his tentacles to grab and throw exorcists about, Cherri throwing angelic bombs, Angel shooting angelic bullets from machine guns, Husk with his cards, and Niffty with her dagger. One of the exorcists zooms past them, straight through the glass of the window looking into their room, Voe changes back and follows her, finding her babies crying after being awoken.

“Aw, how cute are they? Shame they’ll have to die,”

“If you don’t leave my kids right now, I will kill you with your own weapon

She chuckles and reaches down to grab Alyson when she is suddenly slammed through the wall by Voe.

“Not my daughter, you bitch!” Voe spits through her sharp teeth. The tussle between them lasts a bit. Voe is not above scratching and biting, leaving as much damage as possible, her nails coated with angelic steel. She wrestles the sword out of the woman’s hands and slowly inserts it into her abdomen “I say exactly what I mean!” she comments before running her through with the sword and slicing her up the middle. Golden blood splattered onto her face.

Voe slices her way through every exorcist who tries to lay a hand on her babies, braving through the slashes they land on her as well. Her anger was more righteous than the ones attacking them.

“I told these bitches that she would come back!! AAAAHHH!” She screams while sltting an angel’s throat “Why didn’t you just kill her?!!!!!” she slashes an angel’s stomach open. She takes her time to soothe her babies back to sleep “I’m sorry, I know Mommy is being loud, let me move you somewhere else.” she takes them to her closet, wraps them in clothes, and places them on the floor “I know I’m sorry this isn’t ideal, but I want to keep you safe, okay? I’ll come back once this is over, alright? Momma loves you,” she kisses their foreheads as they fall back to sleep closes the door behind them.

Voe takes a deep breath and rubs her head, the sounds of battle getting to her. When she opens her eyes she sees Alastor, taking care of one exorcist while another sneaks up behind him. Her eyes widened as she dove out the window with no hesitation, using her wings to glide down and intercept the exorcist’s blade. The only consequence being that she herself was slashed, the blade meeting her skin and being driven deep into her torso. She closed her eyes, the pain taking over her body as she screamed out. The pain is lessened while her eyes are closed, the blade no longer being driven deeper, but still inside her skin.

She opens her eyes and all of the crew surrounds her, bending and leaning down to look.

“It doesn’t look good,” Angel whispers

“Dad, can you do anything?” Charlie asks and Lucifer looks away knowing that he can’t

Alastor breaks the semicircle, his smile tighter than it had ever been “Why would you- what?”

Voe coughs and sucks in some air at the pain of movement “She was…going to attack you,” she smiles a little “So I stopped her,”

He moves his hands around frantically “W-why would you do that?” he cups her face

“Because I love you,” the words came easily and naturally to her, even in this moment where every movement was hard

Lute lets out one more battle cry, trying to attack from behind, and Alastor enraged, grabs her spear with his bare hands and turns it around on her, making this her final stand. When he comes back, Voe’s eyes are closed and she has stopped moving, not even breathing as they all stare.

“Come on Voe,” Charlie gently tries to wake her “You can do this, you can stay awake,” but she can’t

Alastor can do nothing but stare with everyone else, as he forces his tears to stay inside their ducts, at least until he can be alone.

Voe lets out a large gasp and coughs heavily.

“You’re all right?!” he asks her

She coughs again “I guess so, I felt myself dying, and then I just….didn’t,” she reaches for him and he helps her stand. Once she’s steady, she pulls the blade out of her with lots of effort, the sound of her screams the only thing heard. She drops the blade and beds over trying to breathe, a deep red spot soaks its way through her clothes. Alastor embraces her when he lets go, he holds her face, neither of them caring about the blood everywhere on them, mixing together.

“Once upon a time, you said I was a monster,” he breathes into her

She nods with tears in her eyes “Yeah.”

“You could truly love a monster?”

She smiles with the tears flowing “Only if that monster is you.”

She leans in to kiss him and he leans to kiss her back before Voe feels an agonizing pain, as though her flesh was being torn. She bent forward in pain as two wings ripped themselves out of her back.

She collapses on the ground in pain. Alastor kneels to tend to her.

“Voe?!”

She lifted her head slowly “I’m okay. I’m okay.” She looked at her lover, smiling “I’m okay.”

“You have wings, my love,”

“Yeah, I can feel them” she laughs. She tried to pull him in for a kiss once more when a blinding light appeared behind them and Voe began floating towards it.

“Love, what are you doing?”

She whips her head around “I’m not doing that,” Higher and higher she floats toward the light “Alastor?” Her arms are outstretched toward him, while he remains frozen in shock. “Alastor!”

Her cries snapping him back into reality and he jumps onto his feet, grabbing her hands as she is pulled toward and into the light.

“Vera!!”

And just like that, she was gone. The image of her crying out and reaching for him, burned itself into his mind. And for the first time, Alastor did not care about his image, nor that people were watching, fell to his knees and cried.

“I never got to say I love you,”

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yanderespamton78 · 1 month ago

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I am sending propaganda to play Rainworld because of the funky little robot creatures :>

(Official art from the game)

THIS ONE. I LOVE THIS ONE. THEY CREATED THE PURPLE SLUGCAT THAT'S WITH THEM

AND THEY'RE SO ATTACHED TO IT THAT THEY LEARNED TO COMMUNICATE WITH IT IN A WAY THAT THEY CAN BOTH TALK TO EACH OTHER. THEY'RE SO CUTE. THEY EVEN START THINKING OF NAMING THEMM

Also they're sort of like a Blue Addison / Yellow Addison in the way of being close to the iterator in the game that's gone a little off his rocker, but they also have some guilt of maybe probably contributing to the other’s mental state in some way by enabling his already growing madness and not realising their mistake until too late :))))

THIS GIRLYPOP. BLUE ADDISON CORE EXCEPT WITHOUT THE UNDERLYING OFF-HER-ROCKER ASSOCIATED WITH BLUE. SHE'S SO SO COOL.

Basically she is the oldest out of the specific region of iterators in the game, even calling herself a big sister compared to all of them :> She was built really close to the Mad Iterator (what I'm calling them to not spoil names yet :>) - they both shared the same water supply.

Mad Iterator actually started draining their water supply that she was attached to when he started doing his wacky stuff, and then when she forcibly sent a message to him it was at the worst possible moment so he disregarded her message, and effectively ended up breaking her and leaving her in a comatose state because of it. All of it was not intended to happen on his end, but he did still cause it :( She's the one you'd probably see most in the game. Very Blue Addi and Spamton core with her and the Mad Iterator's relationship.

Also she has a cat she calls Ruffles :)

Oops how did angst get in there ignore the robot angst (do not ignore the robot angst, it's LORE and it HURTS)

I just think this iterator is neat :> (the green one behind the red slugcat). Spoiling his name because it's hilarious given his nature - No Significant Harassment. HE HARASSES THE ITERATORS SO MUCH (teasingly, most of the time, but there are some more serious ones. He does it out of concern rather than bullying). HE IS VERY MUCH SIGNIFICANTLY HARASSING THEM AND IT'S SO FUNNY.

HIM. THE MAD ITERATOR. FIVE PEBBLES. HE'S A ROBOT WHO'S GONE MAD TRYING TO FIGURE OUT THE SOLUTION TO A PROBLEM. HE AND THE OTHERS WERE CREATED TO SOLVE. ONLY ONE HAS SOLVED IT BEFORE AND HE TRIES DESPERATELY TO DO IT AGAIN AT THE COST OF HIMSELF AND THE BLUE ONE

AND HE CREATED HIS OWN DEMISE AND THE DEMISE OF OTHER CREATURES AND REGIONS

HE IS SPAMTON-CODED EVEN IF THEIR SITUATIONS ARE VASTLY DIFFERENT I WILL BE DRAGGED KICKING AND SCREAMING FROM THIS HILL /LH

Also they creators have meme'd him before and gave him a cat costume so uh. Yeah. Catboy Five Pebbles exists.

ALSO

THE FUNKY COLOURED ROBOTS???

THESE LITTLE GUYS WITH ROBES THAT CAN SIT AND PET SLUGCATS???

THAT'S NOT THE ENTIRE ROBOT

THE ITERATORS ARE GIGANTIC. THE COLOURED PARTS ARE JUST THE PART YOU CAN TALK TO. THEY ARE BIG ENOUGH TO HOLD ENTIRE CITIES ON THEM. THEY ARE ***ENTIRE REGIONS TO EXPLORE.*** THESE THINGS ARE GINORMOUS BESIDES THE LITTLE FUNKY DUDES

Anyway propaganda for Rainworld over, I have said what I can about the funky tragic robots :>

WAIT THIS GAME HAS LORE??? ouggg okay i might give it a go.. it looks good lore wise but ive heard its very hard and i am. haha. not good at games :3

sounds cool tho ill buy it sometime.. and maybe play it.... if i can tear myself off regretevator...

the mad iterator sounds VERY cool :OO characters whos own madness and paranoia ends up causing them to sabotage themselves, truly the best kind :3

ill definitely consider buying it it actually sounds super cool :D

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Hi fellow doll, I hope you're doing fine. I've been quite busy lately, college and life in general have been kicking my ass, so I was forced to take a step back from social media for a while to try to contain the chaos.

Firstly, I'd like to share a fun fact with you! I don't know if you're aware but did you know that Lou's Mansion has a Pool? You can see it more clearly in the Mansion's Concept Designs/Art on this site:

•https://www.claytonstillwell.com/ugly-dolls#23

However, the real reason for this ask is to present a possible answer/theory in regards to how the doll-sized phones came to be in the world of your stories (you can tell this is still related to our chat on Wattpad).

Recently, I came across the images you're seeing on Pinterest. They're Wide/Aerial Views of the Institute of Perfection and one thing that immediately stood out to me is that Giant Eye-Catching Dome behind the TV.

I mean what's its purpose, why is it even there to begin with and what's inside of it? I've been thinking about this for a while and would like to hear your thoughts about it as well, if you're willing to share them.

By any chance, have you seen the movie Wreck-it Ralph? There was a part where the villain enters the code of the game he's in and I think the Dome's purpose could follow a similar, if not equal, vein.

Now that I think about it, Lou and Vanellope's circunstances are almost identical, trapped in the same place for years without the option to leave, simply because of who they are and the traits they were born with, but didn't choose to have.

Sorry, I let my mind run on tangent there for a while, it wanders frequently which makes it hard to keep track of my line of thought.

To circle back to the main topic of discussion, what if the Dome is a Central Station of the Institute, like a Panel or Center for Command Control (or Command Control Center)? CCC for short? Ok, I'll stop trying to be funny...

Perhaps it could be a subroutine of the factory's software, a program linked to its network and wifi that contains all guidelines and rules that govern the Institute and must be followed and executed to keep it functional - a blueprint if you will - and is in charge of all commands, protocols, activities and operations being compiled and run by its machinery, such as the doll-scanner, the robots, the washing machine, the recycling, the Gauntlet plus the mechanical baby and dog and the Portal, just to name a few.

This means that it'd also take care of overseeing the integrity and performance of said machinery as well as its maintenance. It'd even be responsible for generating clouds and the artificial weather because apparently weather is still a thing, even though the Institute is inside of a factory.

I wonder if this subroutine would be run by an AI or simply an intelligent system/computer program. This world's version of Siri? 🤣

Or maybe I'm greatly exaggerating its function/letting my imagination run wild and it literally only gives Electricity for TV and Institute. Where was I going with this? /were we again?

Morever, it could be a storage unit that contains all collected, analysed and reviewed data regarding the inhabitants of the Institute and their responses, physical or emotional, to certain pre-determined stimuli.

It could also have a list of the factory's Perfection Standards: what consists/constitutes a Perfect Doll / product, its traits...

what can go to the market and which flaws/imperfections can't be ignored/overlooked and have to go to the recycling immediately, kinda like separating fruit/food

To sum up, it's the Institute's "rulebook", but instead of being specifically made for the prototype, it's more expansive and focuses on the Institute as a whole.

After the events of the movie, dolls with engineer role job created phones with recicled parts dangerous/turned the recycling into a good thing/while recycling was turned of and parts are human sized, plenty to spare and create phone since dolls come back now, have free time to assemble the parts and construct them and connected them to the signals/frequency emitted by the dome or they hack/steal or find out the password/'hijack' the signals🤣, use it to make them connect with each other but can't enter the dome without proper authorizations/permissions

Fun fact #2: Lou animatronic, would be a hipocrite if he called the Uglydolls "Ugly" has never seen a Mirror before

•https://www.indigobluepencil.com/ugly

Scroll almost to the middle (pre-planned concepts: dome by TV and washing machine, Big baby, Lou, Mandy, Tuesday and Kitty, Victoria, Perfection Council/of Dolls=board of investors directors reference)

•https://www.scottfassett.com/uglydolls-gallery

Had to restart Two Times... I hope you found this ask both entertaining and informative. Hopefully it'll give you Inspiration for your stories...

Okay, I had to do quite a bit of research and asked someone who knows a lot more about computers than I do.

So, I do agree that the dome has an electronic purpose. It really surprises me that STX animated an entire dome within the Institute and literally spoke nothing of it or what's inside of it. Like, seriously, it's huge and can't just be empty on the inside.

My theory, after some research, is that the inside of the dome is essentially a hard drive computer tower. For you younger folk who weren't raised in a 90's home, here's what I'm talking about:

These things right here used to be what would get hooked up to older Dell/Windows computers. The ones that weighed, like, 50 pounds and took up an entire desk.

Instead of a dvd player (which I didn't get one until maybe 8 years old) I would stick my Kidz Bop cd or movie into that slot at the top and watch the movie on the computer with Video Player.

Count your blessings.

But this is what I believe is inside that dome. These things are what holds the CPU (central processing unit), GPU (graphic processing unit), and stores the memory, data, audio, and everything of the computer.

@natalie-the-writer and I have a running fanon that the company is older. The technology is older, the building is older, and everything is set in a pretty retro time period. So, this hard drive tower is connected to those bulky take-up-all-the-space-on-the-desk-computers.

The GPU in this system is also what control the day/night cycle in the Institute and the weather. It essentially simulates a troposphere and an environment that makes the dolls comfortable and prepared for the Big World.

The CPU is how the data is transferred. Info from the robots is controlled and processed, the Individualization scanners are monitored, the portal is opened and closed, the TV runs, and the holographic tutorials Moxy and her friends see in the beginning are kept on, all of it.

It basically functions as the brain of the Institute, but the sole controller and monitor of it is the CEO (Greyson Everett).

I also like to think that Lou's microchip (another fanon thought between Natalie and I) is also monitored via this hard drive tower. Any information that Lou learns and processes is sent into separate files on the computers back in the company building.

This is why in my Shell-Shock series, when Lou's emotions go south, the Institute begins to get windy when he's hyperventilating or rains when he cries. The ground trembles when he has body tremors and the lights flicker when his powers are used. He is literally connected to the whole Institute because his microchip and its data accidentally grow and manifest themselves into the files of the other Institute functions. His programming basically goes rogue and infects the Institute system like a virus.

I'm veering toward the explanation that results in Lou being the first successful form of Artificial Intelligence. But, for the moment, he is basically acting like a virus and it's not until he learns to control this new system he's connected to that it stops becoming a deadly thing.

#uglydolls #lou #writing #ask #answer #theories #fanon theories #feel free to have your own thoughts #I'm just ranting #this is so interesting thank you for asking this

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ireallylovepupplies101stuff · 1 year ago

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Spiderdemon AU 2

Part two Everyone!!! Previously: https://www.tumblr.com/ireallylovepupplies101stuff/739525939296403456/spiderdemon-au-1?source=share

Bendy starts doing more serious hero work. fighting dangerous people to protect those who need it.

It gets the Devil's attention even more, so he sends out two of his minions to fight spiderdemon, study him, then capture him.

Spiderdemon has a rather unpleasant fight with two assassins known as Red Diamond and Blue Spade the day before he starts college. He gets away, just barely, (especially after Red Diamond nearly got him with an unpleasant surprise that was big, black, and had LOTS OF TEETH) but BOY he'd be sore when he attends his first classes.

During one of his classes, a tall guy sits close to him. They both ignore each other at first, but at one point the guy would nudge Bendy. "Hey Pipsqueak, mind lending me a pen-"

Bendy, tired, bruised, and NOT in a good mood already, stands up, gets in the guy's face, and YELLS. "CALL ME A PIPSQUEAK AGAIN AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS!"

Bendy notices everyone in the class tense up, watching nervously. He could care less though, the guy got on his nerves on a bad day. The guy blinks at Bendy in surprise before grinning in amusement. "Oooooh, someone's got a temper."

The college professor quickly cuts in and tells the two to either be quiet or leave. Bendy sits down so he can focus on his class again, but he can feel the other guy watching him, and that bugs him.

A classmate later pulls Bendy aside and tells him he just yelled at probably the most dangerous guy attending their college named Cuphead. People are cussing TERRIFIED of him and all kinds of rumors are going around about what kind of stuff he's done.

Bendy doesn't really buy it though. If Cuphead wanted to hurt him, his spider sense would have been going off.

Cuphead may not be a danger to him, but Bendy certainly earned himself a new annoyance. Always feeling Cuphead looking at him during class and making small comments/jokes to get him yelling and get the teacher mad at them.

He does eventually meet Mugman though, who is thankfully less of a schmuck then his brother and apologizes on his behalf. He invites Bendy to hang out with him and Cuphead when they all have free time so Bendy can get to know Cup when he's not being a pain. Bendy was reluctant at first and tried making an excuse of hanging out with his brother Boris.

But then Mugman said Boris can join them, and Bendy can't really think of a nice way of saying no.

Because their younger brothers get along so well, they all end up hanging out together more and more. Much to Bendy's irritation. He tries not to complain too much though considering Boris is having fun. He just has to fight the urge to use his spiderdemon strength to punch Cuphead in his face when he keeps trying to get under his skin because Cuphead finds it funny.

Cuphead and Bendy officially start to bond though when Bendy helps Cuphead as a nod towards Inky Mystery.

Bendy has a robotic/engineering class in college, and at one point Cuphead would swing by there to remind him their brothers want all of them to hang out later that day.

Bendy: I remember. I literally just talked about it with your brother an hour ago.

Cuphead: *smirks* Just wanted to make sure your memory isn't as short as you.

Bendy would be ready to snap and yell at Cuphead again, until an unexpected, and LOUD, noise came from someone else's project.

And we all know how Venom LOVES loud noises.

Cuphead cries out as if in pain and covers his ears, dropping to his knees as the noise keeps going. Acting fast, Bendy pulls out noise canceling headphones and puts them over Cuphead's ears before quickly leading him out of the classroom. When they're far enough away and sitting down, Cuphead sighs in relief and takes the headphones off, looking at Bendy confused.

Bendy: Boris has sensitive ears too. I always carry those with me in case he needs them.

Venom: *inside Cuphead's head* "... I like him. Say thank you for me."

Cuphead: ... *huffs as he starts blushing a little and hands the headphones back* Thanks.

From then on, Cuphead teases Bendy less and the two of them are friendlier to each other, even if Cuphead still like to bug Bendy. Though Venom ALWAYS has something to say when it comes to Bendy whenever they’re hanging out.

"He likes bacon. Remember that"

"Bendy is acting sluggish. Ask him if he needs a coffee."

"Careful, he looks ready to punch you if you make another small joke"

Cuphead would be confused by Venom paying so much attention to Bendy, and later asks him in private why the cuss he's so obsessed with the pipsqueak.

Venom: I am not the one who wanted to watch transformer movies when he found out Bendy's a fan. I am simply being a good wingman and making sure you don't blow your chances.

Cuphead: ... What exactly are you implying?

Venom: ... Well right now I'm implying you're an idiot.

Once Cuphead realizes Venom's trying to get him to hook up with Bendy, he has a hard time keeping a poker face when Venom is talking to him.

Venom: Say something nice about the new shirt he's wearing.

Bendy: Uh, Cup, you okay? You're turning red.

Cuphead: Fine. Completely fine. Mind your business.

Venom: Coward.

and also.

Venom: Kiss him.

Cup: Would you shut the cuss u-

Bendy: ???

Cup: Not you. Sorry. What were you sayin’?

Eventually Cuphead gets sick of Venom constantly bugging and annoying the cuss out of him to make a move, so he finally asks Bendy out. In a really interesting way because he's already irritated by Venom.

Cuphead: *slams his hands down on the table he and Bendy are sitting at* Okay enough is cussing enough, can you PLEASE go get coffee or something with me so I can get some cussing peace?!

Bendy: *jumped at Cuphead's outburst, and stares at him* .... Is this your way of asking me out on a date?

Cuphead: .... *face turns extremely red as Venom laughs at him* Can I get a do-over?

Bendy laughs too and agrees to go on a date with Cuphead, though warns him he's never going to let Cup hear the end of how he asked him out on a date.

The two of them date for a while. One or both of them occasionally run late on a date because they're fighting someone, or each other, during their secret jobs, but their relationship goes pretty decently well.

And Venom works his butt off being a good wingman for his schmuck of a host (who he’s fond of but won’t admit out loud) because he actually LIKES Bendy.

Mugman: So what did you get Bendy for his birthday?

Cuphead: .... I thought that was next week.

Venom: *has his tentacle come out, yanks some flowers out of a random garden they're passing, and shoves them in Cuphead’s hand* You’re welcome.

Cuphead: *scowls as Mugman laughs* Both of you shut the cuss up.

But, of course, it doesn't stay that way forever.

Not all the details are worked out yet, but when Bendy isn't out as Spiderdemon for a night, Cuphead and Mugman are out working as Red Diamond and Blue Spade for something the Devil sent them to do.

Only, that job doesn't go well. Mugman gets kidnapped by the enemy, Cuphead gets hurt and his robotic arm damaged, so Venom takes over and forces Cuphead to retreat.

He knows Cuphead can't go to the Devil for help. That's too big of a gamble none of them need, but Cuphead can't save Mugman if he can't use his arm.

His, robotic, arm.

And Cuphead is currently dating a guy who loves to build robotic things.

Bendy isn't at all expecting Venom to arrive at his dorm room, but he'd be cussing READY to fight him by grabbing his desk chair and holding it like a weapon.

Venom: I wouldn't do that if I were you. He needs your help, not you injuring him further.

Bendy's about to question why the cuss he'd help Red Diamond of all people, when Venom pulls away, and reveals Cuphead, in his Red Diamond outfit, beat up, and clenching his metal arm as he tensely waits for Bendy's reaction.

Cuphead: ... I didn't want you to find out like this, but Mugman needs me, and I can't help him like this.

#bendy and the ink machine #bendy and boris in the inky mystery #babitim #quest bendy #au #batim #quest boris #quest cuphead #quest mugman #the cuphead show #the devil cuphead #spiderman #bendystraw

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