#Spawn Reboot

[ii-thelightseekers]

hey do you guys like paintbrushes i love paintbrushes

🪭- …

You guy like Paintbrushes a lot-

Wait is this that alternate universe..??

Don’t show that to Lightbulb she might have another moment….

🧪- …why are they singing with Lightbulb???

Nix that. How are they WITH Lightbulb??

[namelysane]

What are Lloyd and Hellspawn's ages throughout the seasons?

So Lloyd had her about six months before s3, so I headcannon he'd just turned physically 15 then (mentally 11 but in the end, he makes it work)

Rebooted

Lloyd: 15 Hellspawn: 6 months of chaos (& Lloyd almost in tears from stress)

Tournament of Elements

Lloyd: 16 Hellspawn: 13 months (can walk & say two other words than sugar now)

Possession

Lloyd: 16 Hellspawn: 15 months and wondering where the heck her dad went.

Skybound

Lloyd: 17 Hellspawn: A 2 year old menance

Hands of Time

Lloyd: 18 Hellspawn: 3 year old begging to be taught spinjitzu but being told she's too young

Sons of Garmadon, Hunted, MoTo

Lloyd: 19 Hellspawn: 4 year old who wants her dad to stop feeling sad

The Secrets of the Forbidden Spinjitzu & Prime Empire

Lloyd: 20 Hellspawn: 5 (kindergarten is getting fun)

Master of the Mountain

Lloyd: 21 Hellspawn: 6 year old who never expected to end up in an underground whirlpool with a princess, uncle cole & her granduncle. Papa u lie. U said it was a vacation.

The Island & Seabound

Lloyd: 22 Hellspawn: 7 (what happened to aunt nya?)

Crystalized

Lloyd: 23 Hellspawn: 8 year old who wants harumi sent realms away from her dad & left to die

Dragons Rising

Lloyd: 28 (he's somehow very old in her eyes) Hellspawn: 13 year old who won't stop asking her dad how he burned tea after finding out from sora

[cainite-bite]

Im still really surprised that MK decided to do anything for Mavado at all cause I figured they probably would have brushed him under the rug entirely

but then again I figured the same about Havik too cosidering it had been over a decade since we had seen him again too. Sometimes nrs gives nice surprises

[sasorikigai]

Scorpion really making the goddess of the sun blush because he can melt metal with his powers, pure focus and rage.

Random Inbox Shenanigans || @somniaxperdita || always accepting!

▬▬ι═══════ﺤ 🔥 || In a world where threatening darkness dwells, Scorpion's vehement and ardent flames serve as a beacon; a tale to tell, with his humbleness, kindness, and generosity abound, marvelous in every exemplification profound. Yet, it is mighty and deadly in a way that it has fathomless power to consume the darkness, setting it free, leaving behind a shining legacy. For Hanzo Hasashi's love knows no bounds, with his heart as a treasure, as he puts the extinct Shirai Ryu behind him in order to serve as a new clan which originated his old one in defiant protest.

After all, the world is difficult and as mortals, people of Earthrealm are all breakable. To remain soft after passing through the hands of cruelty and vicious violence, this may be Scorpion's greatest strength of all - sculpting brotherly love and resilience out of cold barbaric hands of death - as the world's figurative canvas becomes rich with potential.

No longer untamed and wild, but exquisitely honed with finesse and mastery, Scorpion pulls himself inextricably forward with conviction and passion. No longer the wailing sorrows of the past consumes all of his light, unleashing numerous instances of wrathful ire and tears of raging spite. Yet deep within its sobs of pain may lie secrets too obscure to explain. Hanzo has to ponder each strand of thought that continuously pulls him towards one direction before pushing it away.

He may not concur with all Lin Kuei politics, yet he finds himself dare enduring each notion away from the sacred tradition as he falls deeper with each emotion. Truth, he desperately yearns, but he is afraid, despite being relentless with his training and sure about his unyielding philosophy, that his impulsive choices may hinder the sanctity of placated serenity, of a powerful clan that has served Earthrealm in its intrinsic protection. The Lin Kuei Stronghold may be the cold fog-white that may steal all the light, but Scorpion will make sure to navigate himself and guide the others through by the memory of the burning sun, its everburning embers leading towards the way it should have been. ▬▬ι═══════ﺤ 🔥 ||

[of-elitiism]

@xxlordalexanderxx​ continued from here

Why did she do that. WHY. Did she do THAT?! Why in the ever loving fuck did she have to bother this--- this--- whatever the big teeth and horns man-beast creature was! At the very least, he seemed awfully polite while making every single bone in her body rattle with scared tremors. 

“Ex-Excuse me, s-sir--- is this Hell? Like-like actually Hell...? ‘Cuz damn--- that weird lady with the Tarot cards wasn’t really jokin’ when she said imma burn in Tartarus...!” There’s a little bit of a laughter riddling her shaky tone, but at this point is purely a coping mechanism. Because she’s too terrified of doing anything else. 

“...Shit ya have huge teeth---”

[ryukang1995]

https://scriptshadow.net/screenplay-review-spawn/ - Judging by this script review...yeah, I don't think this sounds all that great.

I get that Todd McFarlane wants to make a Horror movie akin to Jaws where Spawn is in the background, but that approach just doesn't work with a character like Spawn where fans expect him to be front and center.

Maybe a spin-off focusing on Sam and Twitch, or at the very least having them as a side plot, but as a legit Spawn movie that serves as the reboot of the 1997 movie? I don't know...

If this is the story they're going with, then I hate to be the skeptic, but there's a chance this could be another Mortal Kombat (2021) situation where you'll have a reboot that is technically better in some areas, but soul-crushingly inferior in many areas to the point where some folks will actually go back to the old 90s version with open arms, as cheesy as it may be.

And I'm actually a guy who likes the 1997 Spawn movie, despite its massive flaws (mainly the dated CGI, and the attempt to go PG-13). Granted, the HBO animated series is leagues better, but it was at least a reasonable attempt at adapting the comics.

If you're still looking forward to the Spawn reboot? Then that's great, I wish nothing but the best for this movie. God knows it has to be better than The Crow remake coming later this year (that is IF they don't push it back again). But with that being said, I'm not super excited at the moment.

If they change the script and approach to something more suitable for the franchise? Then MAYBE I'll be more excited, but given how disappointing many films have been lately, I wouldn't hold my breath for this, especially if what has been written is indeed what they will go for.

That's all for now.

[sobredunia]

Oh boy.

[robocops-a-christ-allegory]

Being a Vigilante stan is so hard because I do love Adrian but I still really hope if another vigilante run happens its another new one. Adrian can get a flashback miniseries or something. Come on guys we gotta be able to do another good Vigilante run come on

[one-time-i-dreamt]

not a dream

the Fantastic Four movies lore is crazy because

what do you mean there's a Fantastic Four movie from 1994 that was finished but never released?

and copies of it were leaked online so some people got to watch it

and the whole reason the film was made (and very low budget at that) was to allow for Bernd Eichinger, the owner of the rights to the films, to get to keep the rights?

and then we got the 2004 version (superior to all)

which was not well-accepted by critics BUT I LOVED IT and it was a box office hit, and spawned a sequel (Silver Surfer 2007) that was panned even worse

but I also liked it (albeit less) and this cast was just so good

and since then every 10 years the film series has been rebooted (1994 - B-movie, 2005 - big budget movie, 2015 - reboot, 2025 - new reboot)

the 2015 cast just didn't have that chemistry that the 2005 cast did in my opinion and the movie was just bad to me

BUT THE CAST WAS AMAZING and they could have done a whole other Fantastic Four story with them but they chose to rehash the same ole origin story that we've already seen so of course that didn't work which is too bad because this was a waste of great cast

and now a new reboot was announced for 2025, The Fantastic Four: First steps, starring Pedro Pascal, Vanessa Kirby, Joseph Quinn, Ebon Moss-Bachrach, Julia Garner, Ralph Ineson

which, again, AMAZING CAST

and Marvel Studios said they wanted to tell a new story with the characters rather than retell their origin story, WHICH YES, finally

but then I'm looking at the cast and the roles they play and I see Silver Surfer and Galactus and...

I'm just really hoping it's not a repeat of the 2007 Silver Surfer sequel

Either way, I'm looking forward to another reboot in 2035 because they've been pretty consistent with rebooting the series every 10 years lol

[thewertsearch]

CG: IF WE CAN RIDE THIS OUT FOR A LITTLE LONGER UNTIL THE CRITICAL MOMENT, AND DAVE/ROSE CAN DESTROY THE SUN, JACK SHOULDN'T BE A THREAT. CG: CONVENIENTLY, IF THEY'RE SUCCESSFUL, THAT WILL SIGNAL THE BEGINNING OF OUR OWN ESCAPE PLAN. […] CG: APPARENTLY THE EXPLOSION WILL BE SO HUGE, IT WILL BE VISIBLE AT GREAT DISTANCES THROUGHOUT THE FURTHEST RING. CG: EVEN FROM DIFFERENT SESSIONS, LIKE YOURS AND OURS.

Alright, this escape plan is starting to come into focus.

The Sun's explosion will create the Ring's first ever landmark, allowing the trolls to pinpoint its 'location' without needing to build a Horrorterror Map. It's a little screwy that the explosion will be visible 'at great distances' when the Ring's concept of distance is nebulous at best - but on the other hand, this is no normal explosion, either. I guess the metaphysical details don't really matter here; the key takeaway is that the trolls will travel to the Sun.

CG: EVEN FROM DIFFERENT SESSIONS, LIKE YOURS AND OURS. YOU WON'T GET TO SEE IT BECAUSE BY THEN YOUR SESSION SHOULD BE WIPED OUT BY THE SCRATCH.

The kids, however, will not. The timing doesn't work out.

What I'm hearing, though, is that it is theoretically possible for other sessions to follow this new waypoint. Over time, the Sun's remains could even become a rendezvous point for sessions scattered across the multiverse, allowing Players to meet, collaborate, and share resources.

For now, though, it's just a way for the trolls to get out of dodge.

CG: SO YEAH, WE'LL MEET IN THE AFTERMATH OF THE EXPLOSION WITH OUR PEOPLE ON THE INSIDE, OR I GUESS I SHOULD SAY OUTSIDE. CG: I DON'T THINK THEY CAN COME WITH US THOUGH. EB: come with you where? who are they? CG: DEAD PEOPLE.

Dead people, as well as their cheerful psychopomp. Unlike the Ring's ghosts, Aradia could conceivably rejoin the team at this point - but I don't think she's actually likely to do so, because she's needed out in the Ring.

The Dream Bubbles are an extremely important resource, and I don't think anyone could manage them as well as her. This is her element.

CG: THE SCRATCH WILL REBOOT YOUR SESSION. YOUR WHOLE UNIVERSE ACTUALLY. SO SOMEWHERE IN THIS DREADFUL ABYSS, THAT NEW SESSION WILL START UP IN ITS OWN INCIPISPHERE, FROM SCRATCH. […] CG: THE IDEA IS FOR YOU ALL TO PRESERVE YOURSELVES BY ESCAPING THERE.

I sort of assumed that the reboot session would physically replace the original, by spawning directly on top of it. Apparently that's not the case, though; it just pops up somewhere at random.

Well, that'll make it a little harder to find, since we won't know where to look. I can't really think of any solutions, either, unless reboot-Rose is kind enough to post another GameFAQs guide. Preferably one containing her exact dimensional coordinates.

EB: through the lawn ring? CG: YES.

Through the lawn ring? So, what, the Yard is a physical pathway that they can move through?

Once again, I don't have any real theories - except that if the Yellow Yard is indeed some sort of 'pathway', I have a horrible feeling we're being teed-up for a 'yellow brick road' joke.

[brittle-doughie]

I saw that Five Nights, Five Dragons was based off Graveyard Shift at Freddy's, so I was thinking about a similar situation with different cookies and a different fangame. Since The Joy of Creation is actually getting a reboot, I thought of using your OCs as the cookies in question, as what better joy is there... than the joy of creation?

Strange imagery was showing on the central monitor in your office, words like CONTEMPLATE and OBSERVE. Dots against the void, a mysterious street into the darkness when suddenly... -------------- :( Your PC ran into a problem and needs to restart. We're just collecting some error info, and then we'll restart for you. 20% complete -------------- "..What?" "This dialogue... something's going on..." Just as you start to let the thoughts sink in, the lights start flickering. You head to the back behind your office to check on the fuse box, you open it up and it seems that one of the fuses had burned out. Replacing it was not big deal and you go back to the office. Feeling a wave of paranoia at these abnormal circumstances, you decide to do one last check out the three entrance points to your office. "Everyone else should be asleep, shouldn't be anyone there... right?" You tell yourself as you shine a light out the window, peek into the left wing hall of the castle, but once you shine that light into the dark storage room... You get jumped on and pinned by a pink flash, who wastes no time readying to drag you into the darkness. "Crowned wait! No, NO!" And then there was darkness... when suddenly you wake up, back up in your office like that was all some demented nightmare. "AH! ah... what was that!?" Just as you're getting your bearings, the black central monitor turns on of its own accord, seems like something has a message for you...

Baker I have constructed this scenario just for you I believe you call this... a "game". The rules should be familiar to you. To win, find the secretary and blind her. Do this until the clock completes a full rotation Do not let the power go out. When your light grows weak, replenish its strength in the power room. Look for the power sources hidden around. The princess likes to sneak up on her prey, meet her gaze from a safe place and fend her off before she catches you. The general does not like being looked at, she will retaliate against any who meet her gaze. The apothecary will attempt to enter though the ceiling, she is persistent. Find all of her hidden flowers to make her retreat. Have fun.

The Joy of Baking

THE JOY OF CREATION. I’m down for that remake so bad, Nikson is COOKING-but since this was just a demo, it might be way shorter then Five Nights.

If you’re familiar with FNAF and the fan games that spawned from it, check it out maybe.

What was that just now?! You..certainly felt like Crowned dragging you off into the darkness..actually happened there. You remembered it, yet…you’re back here.

What was wrong with Crowned? Where was everyone? Could they even hear you in this room within the castle?

Your monitor suddenly flashed to life, a black screen as text scrolled on by, as if they were instructions on what you had to do…

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JOY OF CREATION screenshot time.

“Baker…

I have constructed this scenario just for you

I believe you call this... a "game". The rules should be familiar to you.

To win, find the secretary and blind her. Do this until the clock completes a full rotation

Do not let the power go out.

When your light grows weak, replenish its strength in the power room. Look for the power sources hidden around.

The princess likes to sneak up on her prey, meet her gaze from a safe place and fend her off before she catches you.

The general does not like being looked at, she will retaliate against any who meet her gaze.

The apothecary will attempt to enter though the ceiling, she is persistent. Find all of her hidden flowers to make her retreat.

…..Have fun.”

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Dumpling Cookie….

Crowned Cupcake Cookie…

Salsa Cookie…

Rose Lotus Cookie…

…What? That was it? Your Cookies, coming after you like this. No, these were not your Cookies, not the ones you know. These had to be tricks on your mind, utter mockeries of their forms, masquerading as the Cookies you once knew.

All eager to pull you into the darkness with them, one way or another….

The clock in the room began to tick, it was time…

Three cameras, one pointed at the windows in your room, another pointed at the hallway next to your room, and the last to the dark storage room right behind you…

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It was relatively uneventful for the first few times, just dealing with Dumpling Cookie whenever she was at any one of your cameras. You would then have to head to wherever she was and open the door or curtains to pitch black, having to shine your light.

Which would have you come face to face with a distorted look of Dumpling Cookie as she flinched from the light.

Her outfit torn in places, glasses broken to reveal her shimmering eyes that held nothing but darkness as she screamed at you before vanishing…

“What the hell was that?!”

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Just as when you felt like you understood the pattern, you noticed a figure just off to the side of your camera view. You had suspected Dumpling Cookie again as you turn your camera, fully expecting to see her gaze right back at you in the camera.

She looked just as bad as Dumpling Cookie, if not worse in her own regard. Bits of her dough cracked and fallen off, her face covered in shadow that left nothing but her searing red eyes looking back at you, and her armor bent and damaged…

It was another Cookie, identified by her salsa hair. Salsa Cookie screeched at you before beating your camera into going offline! It made you freak out for a bit.

“Salsa Cookie?!”

She broke..she broke the camera! For crumbs sake, Salsa Cookie just broke one of the cameras, you didn’t even know what happened! She just appeared and as soon as you realized she was there, she just TOOK IT DOWN IN ONE SWING!

You..you can still get through this. You placed down a reminder in your head to NOT LOOK at Salsa Cookie on your camera views.

They were getting smarter..more relentless…their hands reaching for you in the darkness…

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Foxy’s mechanic was a neat update in the remake

The clock rings once more, another attempt by this…Dumpling Cookie thwarted, when you feel a scraping sound outside in the hallway.

You turn the camera to see what was in the hallway-Crowned Cupcake Cookie.

She stared right back at you in the camera with her only good eye, her body and neck twisted in ways a Cookie shouldn’t. Her twin tails undone to let her hair flow to her back, her tattered sprinkles on display. That smile, that ear splitting smile…

As soon as you make eye contact, she starts to shake and convulse before immediately zipping to another spot in your camera view. She zips back and forth rapidly before crying out loud as she vanished into ashes.

Heh, ironic, Crowned didn’t like being watched…

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That rose-like stain on the ceiling was back, only meant that Rose Lotus Cookie was going to make her appearance again.

Her once pink colors were now dreary greys and blacks, the lotus on her head wilted and long dead. It would completely blend her into your near monochromatic room if not for her striking glowing eyes…

You had to frantically look around the various furniture and surrounding areas in your room to look for her roses, you can tell one is close by the faint, yet putrid smell of rotting flowers. You look around the room, finding her roses one by one until she screeches and retreats back into the ceiling…

You can get through this…

You have to…

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The door leading the hallway slowly opens ajar, you had focused so badly on making it through that you failed to notice that you made it to six…

Calm down…calm down….

You get up and make your way out of the room, into the pitch black…

“…Hello?”

“Baker….you are getting…closer….”

“How…how is any of this possible…”

“The threshold…the path..I can see..the end…”

“What..are you? What does that even…”

“Can….you….?”

Hallways teaser was cool.

You blink to see that the hallways were illuminated by the moonlight from the windows.

Only the sound of your own heartbeat to accompany you…

You walk around aimlessly through the hallways for a moment, you suddenly hear the sound of footsteps and heavy breathing off in the close vicinity…

You get a little sacred and try to quickly get away…just for the corrupted Dumpling Cookie to suddenly warp before you, causing you to yell as you turn to run with Dumpling immediately chasing after you.

You could only get so far before she caught up, pushing you to the ground as you resisted her grab and push her back slightly, only for her to swipe your hands away and grab for your head.

“AH!”

You scream as you jolt up from bed, trying to calm down your rapidly beating heart and breath…

Bitter Candy must’ve had a day off lol

[namelysane]

Your Hellspawn au is pretty fun so I wanted to ask a couple of questions

1. How did Lloyd creating her actually go? Did he realize what he was doing in the middle of the process and couldn’t stop it? Was he just fooling around and suddenly heard a baby cry somewhere? I really want to know his initial reaction there

2. Was Hellspawn aboard the bounty when the merge began and was she separated from Lloyd for awhile? I really wanna know how they each handled that if so

1. I guess you could say he was fooling around.

It all started one day when he had a break during his tour and was spending it in Sensei G's new monastery. Basically, he had the thought that if his god grandfather managed to create anything using the same confusing essence that he recently won in the lottery, then he could too, right? And with Garmadon now occupied as a new teacher and Misako often aiding him or studying new scrolls, this idiot realized he needed something to do.

It started small. He managed to make a leaf after several hours and later on succeeded having a flower on his palm. But the problem was both of these were things he hadn't planned to create. All he did was think he wanted to make something and try to focus on that only to end up with a completely different object—unlike the fsm who'd had centuries to master his abilities before fathering two sons.

Lloyd's sessions went on for a few more days until one afternoon when he was concentrating on trying to create a kitten to bring with him when he resumed his tour. Considering his experience so far with all this, he didn't have very high expectations but hey, it was worth a try right? Besides, if he ended up with some other pet, it could still be a great companion. (accepting awards on the other side of the country does get lonely after all)

Slowly, he could feel a strange weight gradually getting heavier in his arms, so he figured he was doing something right and didn't stop. Well surprise, surprise it wasn't a kitten.

The next thing he knew, he was looking at a newborn. Perfectly healthy, ten fingers and ten toes—a living, breathing, baby.

Then, said baby began to cry and he immediately panicked.

Misako started calling him for lunch not long after. He took a long time to show up, and his face was completely bloodless.

2. During the merge, she was on the monastery porch just playing with her toys. And yes, she was separated from Lloyd for about five years, I guess. (That's how long I assume the time-skip between the merge and dragons rising is) Lloyd was a mess for most of that time — thank fsm that Kai was at least with him. For hellspawn though, I'm gonna need to save that elaboration for when part 2 of dragons rising comes out. I need to get a full picture of what kind of world the merge is making everyone deal with here.

[captain-nat-cat]

Sometimes I think the Captain should’ve been way more angry at Peepaw Mark at the diner in part 2.

I mean sure there’s the obvious reasons, the whole trying to kill you, destroying the universe so badly it needed to reboot, sabotaging the ship in the first place-

But doesn’t that mean he staged for the glass in the front of the ship to break when the Captain was awakened from their cryo pod?? Wasn’t he the one that killed YOUR Mark- your universe, your Mark that will never ever be the same Mark again no matter what new universe you’re spawned into?

Sitting in that diner in the booth across from the man that killed my original universe’s Mark…idk I’m just saying the Captain should’ve lunged with their own knife hand for that one

[crying-fantasies]

Medical play

Masterlist

Featuring TF: Earth Wars Game! Barricade, smut/humor, CW: reader putting a hand over the mech, dubious consent (both are drunk every time they get nasty), licking, implied oral, implied fingering and penetration, implied blowjob, messy make-out, Barricade is a menace and an afthole, the reader has a thing for praxian frames (who doesn't?)

There is just so much you can go around from one medical habsuit to the next, Ratchet and First were very serious on the topic of not exhausting yourself, a pair of complete hypocrisy as both are out cold after dual missions, you don't have more hands to help as Minerva is still recharging after a 39hrs shift, Knock Out and Wreck-gar are still out in the field, the first most likely requesting to come back already not due to worrying over you but his paint.

So there's only you when the Decepticons group comes back from a fight with whatever is coming from Cybertron, the big door opens and they see you, alone, they can't even get angry anymore as they practically toss some of their mechs on the floor, someone's arm strut almost crushes you and makes you scream, Tantrum has no much to say but “all yours, squishy doctor” as you get near to notice the two mechs tossed at you are Barricade and Waspinator; Astrotrain, bless his spark, stays longer than the rest of them, looking at you as Waspinator starts to cry out in distress, Barricade may still be rebooting due to his silence, he gives you an uncertain glance before asking “need a servo, doc?”

There is no more energy as the cries intensify, he is cringing internally from it, you can notice, especially when Barricade’s system crashes and he wakes up in intervals, shouting obscenities, “I would love some help, Astro”.

Being a doctor in the base has its pros, more than one Decepticon is indebted to you, and while not all are as nice or bearable as Astrotrain, well, you manage, the number of attempted murders against you has dropped significantly, that's progress, a constant mantra repeating in your head when Astro goes back to his barracks once both Decepticons are tossed on the medical berths, he looks at you, waiting, and you let him go as this is routine.

Monotonous, boring routine, almost every soldier and high command has already passed on your hands from a devastating blow through their spark chamber or a detailing session to calibrate sensors right and get the dirt out, you've seen it all, you've lived it all, at least for a human, Drift said you're an old soul and Ratchet told him to shut up.

Perhaps you are an old one inside, as you collect patience to shove energon candy to Wasp’s mandibles, letting him be concerned over his goodies and not his arm strut going back to where it belongs, his antenna does pick up in what you're doing when you're done, “Waspinator did well?” your tired smile speaks volumes, “You did great buddy”.

Takes time and a lot of effort to catch on to what makes them let you work, Waspinator tends to forget about the world with energon candy, others when you do part of a psychiatrist and listen to their ranting, some good tea, extra spicy in some occasions, some want you to be a “service drone” by just doing the work done, for those your hands and treatment get a little rougher.

You're proud to say that fewer Decepticons turn away from the med bay when you're in charge or alone.

Now, Wasp is entering the cryostasis pod for a recovery nap, that lets you with-

“You spawn of a glitch!”

Barricade, whose mind seems to still be in the war zone, his struts are a mess, has blaster openings on more than one side and one optic isn't working. Given that he isn't in a worse state then maybe Hook went with them on this occasion.

Still, all his wires are an utter mess.

“What-?”, takes a moment for him to run right, but once he does you are very close to overriding his system manually, “Oh, oh, nice day, doc”.

Your teeth are going to turn out into powder by how hard you're grinding them, “good afternoon, Barricade”.

This is the reason why you sent Astrotrain away and put Waspinator into the cryo pod, your reputation among the Decepticons has improved so well, that you feel proud about it and almost jumped on your feet when Megatron called you “beneficial flesh bag”.

You will not lose that.

Barricade chuckles, helm pressing to the medical berth, looking at you like he wants to take a bite, “Come on, told you to call me Barry ages ago”, his only good servo tries to touch under your lab coat, you try to keep it civil, but he is doing it so hard, pushing his digit away only has him scowling “thought I already fragged your stupid uprightness away last night cycle”.

That, you're trying to forget about that as your fingers start to move away the plating which is poorly mangled, and his panels are an utter eyesore, but at least his internals aren't damaged, you can do this fast and spare yourself the mortification of hearing him talk about the most recent drunken misstep, the many, embarrassing many drunken missteps, “Barricade, I’m a medical official, you're an enforcer, we must keep it professional”.

With an air of anticipation, he clicks his glossa, just as you had predicted, “Professional this, professional that, that’s all you talk about”, he has an arm twisted abnormally backward, wires and lines messed up, but all that doesn't stop him from trying to get into your pants while sober, “what happened to the doctor that reached a fleshy servo inside my valve to check, uh? Or the doctor who tested my transfluid and gave me the all-good?”

Memories flush as fast as the rush of your blood coursing through every vein and artery, there is never quite enough to make a full picture and you swear that there is not even an ounce of resolve that wants to remember as you put his plating out of the way, trying to concentrate on the task and welding machine at hand, but it's so hard when he is looking at you like that and doing obnoxious, heavy ventilations laced with groans and the occasional moan when you drag away plating with force, “just like that, doc, you know how I like it”.

Who could've known that he had this kind of interest, yet again, Runamuck said something along the lines of you being the primary reason for his curious awakening in new interfacing techniques, and even giving you the hint that maybe you two should make it official to this point, you don't have a friend to care about to give the news so what are you waiting for? He says it with sincerity, unbecoming from a Decepticon, still with the usual bite most of them have.

Most people tend to their friends or interests, leaving lonely you at a corner of the bar full of people and cybertronians, never having the time to make some bonding, friendship, or fraternity, glancing respectfully at a pretty praxian that seems to be the focus of many as he talks, surrounded by his friends. Drinking to have the courage to go there and talk with him isn't the answer, that much has been proved over and over, as your feet wobble and your brain is soon to fall asleep from the intoxication.

The first time it happened, it was a mistake. You were drunk, just holding onto the first servo you could find, searching for that telling chevron as you looked up, and in the way his door wings perked up by the contact, he was just as drunk as you, overcharged, but still had the decorum to get you into his habsuit before punching the close buttons in haste. You aren't proud of yourself, much less when his red optics look at your hand pressing over his chest plate, urging him to the berth, following your command not by force or by his weakened state, he wants to and even has the vulgarity to put his servos under his helm, expecting you to do whatever you desire and go along with him, like you were some service drone ready to do the job.

Barricade found himself unprepared for the sudden pressure of your fingers over usually unused buttons and crevices of his chest, you had the medical knowledge to override his self-protection protocol. Exposing his spark, shining hard, light flowing into your face, so pretty, so enticing, a literal star in front of you.

It's hard to believe you forced him to do anything, but yet again, the bastard remembers that night with a dreamlike smile.

It would be foolish to just let it be, but you also felt stupid waking up the morning after, your radio almost blowing up with 39 messages from First Aid, resuming them in “your shift started 6 hours ago, I’ve distracted Ratchet from noticing but now Ratbat is whining to be treated by your hands only, where the frag are you?” as your face, middle and lower body have the sticky feeling of semi-dried transfluid, your partner of the previous night recharging soundly by your side.

Only one look at him and you were running from that habsuit like it was a contamination chamber, no matter how many times you ran, you still, somehow, ended up on his habsuit, on repeated occasions, always brought by bad decisions, alcohol and high-grade, mixed with xenophilia, Barricade kicked out his habsuit partner without any decorum, both in a frenzied and drunken mist to even care when Runamuck tells him “hey, I'm happy you finally stopped to be an annoyance in the highway, but could you frag the flesh bag somewhere else?!”, still, you both know he won't say a word, just allowing him to go make a ruckus in the nearest street, leaving you both to your own and trying to feign ignorance when he wants to put an audio receptor in the door when you moan, leaving anyway when things seem to be too gross for him, more times than not that's when Barricade shoves his glossa inside your mouth, almost getting off by the way you try to suck it, earning a wicked groan as his servos grip too hard over your chest and ass, leaving pretty marks here and there.

Both of you don't care, hardly keeping at bay where hands or servos reached before you put him over the berth with a firm tone, urging him to show you his spark chamber for a quick examination, feeling a hot, fluid rush from head to toe when he does as requested, waiting for you to take place over his abdominal armor, fingers creeping over his array, opening it manually, the smell of ozone heavy in the dark habsuit, your hands hold your weight, telling him to show the resilience of his hips if he could haul your insignificant body in constant pumping so you could measure the electrical flow of his stabilizers.

Oh, and he showed off so well last night.

“Bet you wanted to treat another praxian”, at that side remark he can only yelp when you tug way too hard on his line, Barricade is soon to shout at you, stopping, realizing you have detangled the mess the others made on the war zone with a single pull in a movement, no leaking, no lasting pain, but a scorching, painful pressure over his interface panel when he compares this fed up and angry you to the one liking over his sensors and modules while calling him a “good patient”.

His optics and biolights flare, a telltale you've reluctantly become familiar with.

“Is that everything, Barricade?”, you're frustrated with his nonsense, trying to get him away as soon as possible when you catch on his ventilation fans overworking, he smells like ozone.

“Now that you are asking-”

“Fleshy doc!”

He gets away from you with outstanding force and speed, another batch of Decepticons is at the hangar door, knocking first, it gives you another source of happiness and pride as Gnaw does it in place of just barging right in, finally some improvement, enough time for you to catch on your canned shower and aromatherapy spray, using great amount over your body and Barricade, who isn't pleased in the slightest to smell like lemon and vanilla, again, "yeah, come in!"

You try your best to disregard his disapproving look, realizing that what you said didn't come out the way you wanted it to given the circumstances.

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I love Bayverse Barricade but I love this interpretation of him a little more, very handsome, even when he doesn't look that much like the original, and very obsessed with the game once again, but in the variety is the pleasure.

@tf-kinktober2024

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55 years ago today, January 4, 1969, the final new episode of Wacky Races aired. It is an American animated television series produced by Hanna-Barbera Productions for Saturday mornings. The series features 11 different cars racing against each other in various road rallies throughout North America, with all of the drivers hoping to win the title of the "World's Wackiest Racer". The show was inspired by the 1965 comedy film The Great Race.

The cartoon had many regular characters, with 23 people and animals spread among the 11 race cars. Wacky Races ran Saturday mornings on CBS from September 14, 1968, to January 4, 1969, and in syndication from 1976 to 1982. Seventeen 20-minute episodes were produced, with each of them featuring two 10-minute segments.

The series spawned numerous spin-offs throughout the years featuring Dick Dastardly, the most similar in theme being "Fender Bender 500" in 1990.

In 2017, the series was remade as a reboot, airing on Boomerang. It aired only once on Cartoon Network on August 13, 2018.