#am I a robot or a doll am I anything at all maybe a thing like me doesn’t deserve to know

[energysynergymatrix]

It’s real being mad central fiction did nothing with Hibiki hours again

[gearsofmetal]

this song is so delicious its also very Ray Coded in my brain and i need to do something about it

[mio-san04]

"If I'm a robot or a doll.. Am I anything at all? Maybe a thing like me, doesn't yet deserve to know.."

[randyzorra]

If I'm a robot or a doll

Am I anything at all?

Maybe a thing like me

doesn't yet deserve to know

Captain Takahashi of the Shadow

[applespants]

Crystal Cluster {NSFW}

Orion Pax x D-16

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Word Count: 2.6k (under the cut)

Summary: A little cavern in the energon mines bring D-16 and Orion Pax closer together than before. (NSFW!! Minors DNI)

A/N: horny! gay! robots!!! LOL i am so horrendously obsessed with these guys theyre so silly and i need them to be in love!!! so i made them my own personal barbie dolls and made them fuck. im so sorry i literally dont know what else to say its robot smut fanfiction guys what should i say. go out and vote!!! if you cant vote then DONT READ THIS LOOK AWAY

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D-16 huffed as he tried to keep up with Orion Pax, who was running ahead of him on a seemingly random path through the energon mines where they worked.

“Pax– Pax, wait up!”

Orion only laughed brightly in response. He finally slowed down and D-16 caught up with him, shoving him lightly despite being almost out of breath.

“This better be good,” D-16 wheezed. “I don’t want to get demoted for going out of the designated area on account of whatever crazy thing you have planned.”

Orion grinned widely at D-16 and peeked around a corner before looking back at him. “We won’t get demoted if they don’t find out!” 

D-16 groaned and pinched his optical ridge in annoyance. Orion chuckled and took his servo in his own, squeezing it tight. “I promise it’ll be worth it.” D-16 smiled at that and Orion guided them slowly around the corner, not letting go of D-16’s servo.

D-16’s optics widened to take in the sheer beauty of their surroundings. There were raw energon crystals growing out of the ceiling of this small little alcove, pulsating energy as they glowed brilliantly. They were different from what they normally mined, and they did not move or react to D-16 and Orion as they walked into the small cavern.

Orion nudged D-16 gently with his elbow. “I thought you might like it. Maybe it will inspire some more poetry?”

D-16 nodded his helm slowly, still taking it in. “Oh, it definitely will.” He finally looked at Orion, the first time since entering the cave, and he felt his spark clench as he gazed into his optics. “Pax, I– I don’t even know what to say.”

D-16 could not tear his optics away from Orion’s, suddenly seeing the brilliance of the energon crystals residing within Orion himself. The way his optics danced and widened in anticipation at the slightest flutter of excitement, the soft glow and the stunning blue… D-16 looked back to the energon crystals when he realized he had been staring, but Orion did not say anything if he had even noticed.

“You don’t have to say anything, Dee. I just… I found this place, and the first thing I thought of was wanting to bring you here, just– just the two of us.” Orion still had not let go of D-16’s servo. D-16 glanced back at Orion and saw that he had averted his gaze, staring at the ground and kicking his ped into the rock. D-16 lifted Orion’s servo to his dermas and gently kissed the top of it, locking optics with Orion when he glanced quickly back at him.

“Don’t look at the ground when the very essence of life waits above.”

Orion smiled softly. “Already starting on that poetry, huh? Well, I’m looking at the very essence of my life right now.”

D-16’s optics widened in surprise and he felt his faceplate begin to heat. Orion still did not break his gaze with D-16, and instead took a step forward and closed the gap between the two of them. D-16 trembled, but he knew he was not nervous. Excitement was pulsing through him, his spark beating faster with every inch Orion got closer.

D-16 and Orion’s faceplates were so close, but there was a hesitation. This would change things. It would change their friendship, it would change their bond. But was that all D-16 wanted from Orion? No, he knew that he wanted Orion in every single aspect that was so much more than just a friend. It only took him a moment to make the decision and close the gap between him and Orion, gently pressing their dermas together in a first kiss.

Orion smiled into their kiss and put his arms over D-16’s shoulders. D-16 grabbed Orion’s hips and pulled him closer, kissing him more earnestly as they continued. It was like they were finally satiating a craving that had been pestering them in the back of their processors.

D-16 felt his spark beating fast and his HUD was sending him several notifications about regulating his heat with turning on his fans. D-16 waved them all aside, his focus entirely on Orion. Orion was beginning to explore D-16’s frame, tracing his servos across his chest and down his chassis, finding his hips. D-16 had begun to cup Orion’s faceplate, almost completely lost in bliss as he and Orion’s glossas began to mingle.

“Ah–!” D-16 yelped in surprise, finally breaking the kiss when Orion’s servos lifted him  by his hips. He instinctively wrapped his legs around Orion’s waist, and his thighs seemed to fit around his pelvis like they were meant to be around them. The thought made D-16’s faceplate heat rapidly and his fans kicked into gear loudly as his HUD began to send him messages about beginning interface protocol.

D-16’s optics widened and Orion looked at him with a furrowed optical ridge, worry shining in those blue optics. “Is this okay?”

D-16 nodded quickly. “It’s– It’s so okay, Pax, I– I’ve been wanting this for so long.”

Orion smiled and kissed D-16 again. “I have, too.”

Their dermas made contact again and D-16 was once again lost to Orion’s glossa in his mouth and his strong servos holding him up. Orion spun them around a little bit and they giggled into their kiss. The energon crystals above were almost singing as the two of them finally broke away for air, pressing forehelms together.

“Dee, are you– How are you feeling?” Orion asked, his own fans having kicked in a little bit prior. D-16 cupped Orion’s faceplate and chuckled.

“I’m feeling so good– Do you want to… keep going?” D-16 averted his optics shyly as he spoke. Orion kissed D-16 quickly once more and spun him around again until he yelped and giggled and begged for Orion to stop before he got too dizzy.

“Of course I want to keep going… I just– I’ve never done it before.”

D-16 laughed. “Neither have I, Pax!”

Orion seemed to relax at that. “I should probably put you down, then.”

D-16 was set down gingerly and his hands found Orion’s servos again instinctively. Orion looked up at the energon crystals again and then back at D-16, offering a shy smile. He led him to one of the cave walls and sat down against it, patting his lap in a gesture for D-16 to sit down.  D-16 felt giddiness and anticipation building up in his chest, as well as a slightly unfamiliar warmth pooling near his pelvis as he sat down in Orion’s lap.

D-16 leaned back against Orion and shuttered his optics, humming softly to himself. “Do you have any clue what to do?”

Orion shrugged. “Not really. Is it– Is it okay if I touch you?”

D-16 nodded with a small snicker. “You ask like you haven’t already.”

Despite his tease, D-16’s breath caught in his vents when he felt Orion press his dermas to his neck. While Orion peppered his neck with kisses, his servos ventured down D-16’s lower half, tracing the outline of his modesty panel before ghosting over his thighs. D-16 shuddered, more warmth pooling where Orion’s servos had just been as he leaned more into Orion’s touch.

“Y-you said you didn’t know what you were doing,” D-16 said quietly. He was a bit surprised with how easily Orion was drawing out these new feelings, and how easily he seemed to roam over D-16’s frame.

Orion kissed right below D-16’s jaw. “I don’t… I’m only doing what I’ve wanted to since I realized how much I loved you.” D-16’s vents hitched when Orion traced over his modesty panel again, only this time, his servos lingered. “It’s a bit embarrassing… But I’ve thought about how I wanted this to go so many times over. And so far you’ve made it more than I could have hoped for.”

D-16 tilted his helm so he could kiss Orion on his dermas. “Leave it to you to have a plan for this.”

Orion chuckled and began to trace the outline of D-16’s modesty panel. He angled his hips slightly into Orion’s servo, making him grin against D-16’s dermas. “I only had a plan for how I wanted to show you my feelings. Everything after is whatever we decide together.” Orion kissed D-16’s jaw once more, making him weak as he shifted against his servo as Orion whispered in his audial. “Maybe if you open your panels, we can–”

Orion could not even finish his sentence before D-16 snapped back his panels, which surprised both of them. Orion chuckled into D-16’s audial and rubbed one of his servos on D-16’s thigh, slowly tracing in toward his now open panel. His valve was already wet with lubricant, and Orion wasted no time in guiding his servos toward his valve.

D-16 jolted slightly with a gasp when Orion’s servo touched his node, and Orion immediately retracted it. “Did that hurt?”

“No– It was just– It felt a bit different than I expected,” D-16 said softly. He leaned back against Orion and kissed him. “I’m sorry, you can keep going.”

Orion nodded. “Don’t apologize, Dee. Promise you’ll let me know if anything feels uncomfortable?” D-16 nodded and Orion grinned. “And let me know what feels good.”

Orion pressed a digit to D-16’s node once more, gently massaging it as D-16 leaned his helm back. “Oh—”

Orion was back to pressing kisses against D-16’s jaw and neck while his servos began to explore D-16’s open panel. One servo focused on D-16’s pulsating node while the other explored his valve. D-16 could feel charge beginning to build up in his lower half, warmth growing in his chassis as his vents hitched and his fans kicked in due to overheating.

“O-Orion– Primus, that feels��� that feels good,” D-16 murmured while Orion worked his servos. Orion toyed gently with his node, and D-16 could feel something building up inside of him the more that Orion’s servos touched him. D-16 bucked his hips upward into Orion’s servo, leaning his helm to the side in search of Orion’s dermas. They kissed, but D-16 could hardly keep their dermas together as his breath caught in his intake and he choked on a moan.

“Ah– Ah–” D-16 was struggling to formulate words as Orion rubbed his node, his digits going slightly deeper into D-16’s valve. Torn between pushing his hips down for his valve or bucking his hips up for his node, D-16 only leaned his helm back and moaned while Orion kissed and nibbled at his neck.

“Are you close?”

“I don’t know– Just– Don’t stop,” D-16 whined, his own servos gripping Orion’s thighs.

Orion chuckled into D-16’s audial, making that charge build up even more. He was so warm, he was so charged, he felt so good that he could hardly keep up with his processor. D-16 moaned and whined, but he soon felt the charge build up so much that it felt almost unbearable. He whimpered and gripped at Orion’s thighs, feeling the charge build up so much he thought he might burn from overheating.

The charge suddenly burst and D-16 overloaded with a sharp gasp and a moan. There was a wave of pleasure that rushed through his entire body, almost making him shudder. He was tingly and leaned against Orion after the overload.

“Did you overload?”

“I think so… that was amazing…” D-16 said, his voice soft and blissful. Orion chuckled and tilted D-16’s helm to kiss his dermas, smiling into the kiss.

“I almost wish I had been able to see your face…” Orion sighed playfully as he gently rubbed D-16’s thigh.

D-16 shifted in Orion’s lap, pulling his dermas away from the kiss. Orion whined softly, but he did not protest otherwise as D-16 turned around in his lap, his knees on either side of Orion as he straddled his lap. Orion’s optics twinkled brightly, watching D-16 with a loving smile as D-16 pressed their dermas together once more.

“Open your panel,” D-16 said, a bit more force than he intended in his voice.

Orion raised his optical ridge and grinned. “Are you going to return the favor?”

“Something like that…” D-16 hummed. He placed a palm on Orion’s modesty panel and rubbed it, making Orion’s vents catch. It clicked back almost immediately, and D-16’s optics widened when he saw Orion’s spike. “Oh…”

D-16 immediately regretted his awe when Orion smirked. He knew deep down that he had just inflated Orion’s ego just the slightest bit, but he did not seem to care as much as he thought he would as he looked at Orion’s spike. It was already leaking lubricant and almost pulsing with charge.

Orion shifted and D-16 realized he had been staring. He pressed his dermas to Orion’s and cupped his faceplate, using his other servo to push himself up slightly. D-16 pulled away after a few moments and positioned himself above Orion’s spike, biting his derma. Orion’s optics widened as he realized what D-16 was doing.

“Dee–”

“I want you, Orion Pax,” D-16 murmured against Orion’s audial, making him shiver. “I want you so deep in me that I cannot walk tomorrow.” Orion swallowed a lump in his now dry throat and nodded. D-16 chuckled. “Do I finally have you at a loss for words?”

Orion nodded again. D-16 hummed, guiding Orion’s servos to his aft, which Orion gave a light squeeze. He lowered himself on Orion’s spike, slowly, taking in all of his length as he bit back a moan. It was big, and it almost hurt going in, but the lubricant from D-16’s previous overload made his valve slick enough to take him. Orion held his breath from the moment his spike began to enter D-16, only releasing it with a soft moan as D-16 took in all of his spike.

D-16 took a shaky breath and lifted himself up slowly, adjusting to the feeling of Orion’s spike inside of him. He fit Orion so well, and as he lowered himself back down onto Orion’s spike, he moaned. He continued going up and down on Orion’s spike, eventually finding a rhythm.

Orion moaned loudly and squeezed D-16’s aft tightly, nearly denting his plating. D-16 huffed out a laugh between his own moans as he watched Orion, whose optics were glowing brighter than before as he leaned his helm back and watched D-16 ride him.

“Dee– Dee, you– Hah! You feel so good–” Orion could hardly catch his breath between his moaning. D-16 could feel charge building in him again as Orion’s spike slid in and out of him. His faceplate was warm and he tried to kiss Orion, but it was difficult as he rode him. Orion gripped his aft tightly as D-16 took in more of his spike, bucking his hips up slightly in tandem with D-16.

The charge was building fast as D-16 bounced up and down on Orion’s spike, panting and moaning. He finally felt it burst, washing over him again as he sank into Orion’s lap, lost to the pleasure of his overload. Orion was not there yet, and he lifted D-16 by his aft, still deep inside his valve, and lowered him backward onto the rock floor of the cavern. He thrust into D-16, pressing their dermas together before D-16 could so much as register the change in position or catch his breath.

After a few more thrusts, D-16 felt warmth explode in his valve as Orion overloaded with a gasping moan. He caught himself on his elbow beside D-16’s head, his spike still inside as he caught his breath. Their dermas quickly found each other again and they kissed, softly and lazily, their processors still sorting through their overloads.

“Dee–” Orion murmured against his dermas, cupping his faceplate. “How are you feeling?”

D-16 hummed and leaned into Orion’s servo. “I feel amazing.”

Orion laughed softly and kissed him once more. They laid there for a while, the energon crystals glowing brightly above them, speaking softly of everything and nothing.

[horrormouth]

❤︎ ⸻ Am I a robot or a doll?    .,   

-> Hey hi! Name’s Rowan!

-> He/Him

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Interests :

Hermitcraft ,, Life series ,, MCYT

Horror — Mostly horror indie games & ARGS

Naruto !! Paramore !! Emo shtuff

Also.. Top gun: Maverick propaganda

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No nsfw or sexual innuendo requests for any of my art. Thank you

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[moonfang182-magic]

Gregtober Day 25: Dolls

@gregaverse "If I'm a a robot or a doll, am I anything at all? Maybe a thing like me doesn't yet deserve to know~"

"Megaplex Security Puppet" AU - Puppet

[kestrel-bee]

(WARNING, kinda implies some Twohat ending spoilers, so beware)

Just thinking about “Language and the Lost” and Loop don’t mind me :sobs in the corner:

“Am I a robot or a doll?

Am I anything at all?

Maybe a soul like me doesn’t really need to know

Am I big or am I small?

Hunching over, standing tall?

I lost my identity so very long ago

Software update, reinstall

Scary things I can’t recall

Making the best of it never even knowing why

On my knees I try to call,

fire breaking in the walls,

Calling out for somebody,

Knowing I’ll get no reply.”

[lonelymoonbeams]

am i a robot or a doll?

am i anything at all?

maybe a thing like me doesn't yet deserve to know...

[zee-the-zebra]

Mostly just a Boothill idea but with a bit of Guns N’ Roses at the end.

So first, if you haven’t listened to Daemon/Doll yet, go do that. It’s awesome.

And second, R.I.P.’s Language of the Lost is literally a perfect song for Boothill. I’d go into detail, but in reality, I’d just be copy-pasting all the lyrics to it.

So here are just some stand out ones:

As I woke up from the dream, I had lost all self esteem.

The burning home had cowed me.

I thought that I was safe, now I’ll never be the same.

Tossed aside for making a scene.

Do I know who I pretend to be? Of whom am I a copy?

Yes, it made me who I am, but I’ll never understand why it had happen to me.

—

Would you have noticed it at all?

If I’m a robot or a doll, am I anything at all?

Maybe a thing like me doesn’t yet deserve to know.

Am I big or am I small? Hunching over standing tall?

I lost my identity oh so very long ago.

—

That feeling of being hollowed out and having lost everything that made one who they are fits Boothill scarily well. Combine that with both the constant imagery of a burning city representing the past lost and the imagery of becoming a machine as a lost identity, it’s basically perfect.

But then we get to the bridge and final chorus. For context, R.I.P. wrote those last parts after getting into a loving and happy relationship. They said themselves they kinda forgot what sadness was when they finished the song.

To which I’ll put a part of it here:

Not robot or a doll. I’m not anything at all.

I’m just an entity finding out the way to go.

But these fingers and these palms, full of love despite the scars.

They show indisputably I have so much more to grow.

Now, take that, but put it in the perspective of Boothill meeting Argenti. Someone who sees beauty in him despite no longer being the person he used to be. Someone who treats him like a person to be cherished no matter what. Telling him that the void inside him may never be filled, but he can grow around all that he lost and become someone outside his tragedy.

[princess-of-the-corner]

Thanks for the reblog and "OH!?" on the Chloe & Zoe snippet, lad you liked it. Probably not usable for your Civil War AU, as it relies on Zoe spending 'awhile' as the sole 'beneficiary' of what Andre calls parenting which may not fit your timeline, but still XD

Idle aside on the song that inspired it, I tend to associate Verse 1 with pre-snippet periods, with Zo'es burgeoning realizations and Chloe's cascading fall as she realizes how fucked up everything was.

Verse 1 is very much Zoe being subconciously aware something is wrong, and struggling against it but unable to identify the threat.

In the city of the dead I lay stuck inside my bed The house burns down around me

While the Pre-Chorus is more Chloe pre-snippet, "I don't need forgiveness, just for you to listen" she's still bargaining for 'something' but aware of how bad things we.

I know I'd only raise the suspicion of my cause My burns they throb to the beat of your heart

Then the first Chorus is more Zoe, as she's questioning her position, the reality of the situation and feeling unheard and like she can't speak & trying to convince herself she doesn't need to think about it.

Am I anything at all? Maybe a soul like me doesn't even need to know

Verse 2 is Chloe , "The burning home had cowed me. Tossed aside for making a scene, ETC" More or less reflecting her despair on the bad day, but also self awareness.

I thought that I was safe, now I'll never be the same Tossed aside for making a scene

The Pere-Chorus for the next section is closer to Zoe who keeps 'trying' to vocalize her unconscious realization something is wrong but it not registering with anyone.

Holler all you want, no one ever listens If only I had raised my suspicion of the cause

Then the second Chorus is more Chloe centric & where she is in the snippet. IE, well aware the sheer degree of how bad things were, and that those who did it were wrong, but also some self loathing. Hence why she doesn't really consider the idea helping Zoe would help her, its too late for her. She still has a very "I'm not a person" mentality.

Am I anything at all? Maybe a thing like me doesn't yet deserve to know

While the final Chorus is a duet, with them both singing about their ability to heal and grow and take agency in their lives.

Not robot nor a doll I'm not anything at all I'm just an entity finding out the way to go But these fingers and these palms Full of love despite the scars They show indisputably I have so much more to grow Oh, I can change, I can evolve I can get up when I fall I'll live contentedly, I don't need a reason why Standing tall and standing strong

oh hell yeah that song!

[mintaffy]

if i’m a robot or a doll,

am i anything at all?

maybe a thing like me

doesn’t yet deserve to know

language of the lost - RIProducer

[howlsofbloodhounds]

I got smth for killer

am i a robot or a doll?

am i anything at all?

maybe a soul like me

doesn’t even need to know

am i big or am i small?

hunching over standing tall?

i lost my identity

oh so very long ago

software update, reinstall

scary things i can’t recall

making the best of it

never even knowing why

on my knees i try to crawl

fire breaking in the walls

calling out for somebody

knowing i’ll get no reply

I’ll have to give the full thing a listen to later, but i remember hearing this part on TikTok and thinking it seemed like killer.

{ @brokenramunebottle }

and I was just thinking that from stage 1’s pov, he probably feels like he’s going crazy and losing his mind with all this conditioning, identity confusion and disturbance, stages, dissociation, and torture.

[merakiui]

do you still have any thoughts about shouki no kami railing you? I'm. Absolutely rotting over here

Yes!!! I am always thinking of him. orz allow me to write some scattered thoughts for our beloved shouki no kami.

✧ imagine if the sages were more well-prepared when they were constructing scaramouche. you're the test dummy dottore has manufactured to test shouki no kami's full fighting prowess. since you've been made to be durable, scaramouche is free to throw you around rather roughly in order to get used to operating the giant robot. at some point, he realizes you're not just a silent doll and that you actually do indeed have a consciousness of your own and can speak freely.

✧ something something au in which you're the dendro archon and shouki no kami defeats the traveler and is going to get rid of you because he sees no reason to keep a useless god such as yourself around, but then he realizes you know what it's like to be alone and trapped; and so maybe it won't be so terrible if you spend eternity locked away in a new cage to keep him company while he rules as the better god. :)

✧ shouki no kami fatally wounds you when he fights you. he had told you to either join him in the new era he shall build or perish fighting. he expected your resistance and disobedience, but he doesn't realize just how much you must hate him to want to defeat him. unfortunately, he's too strong and he realizes that he's hurt you after the dust has settled. he decides to build you anew. after all, being with dottore for so long has taught him a thing or two. and when you wake, you'll be a blank slate, ready to be molded to his liking. he'll sweep this egregious error of his under the rug. out of sight, out of mind. and even though he has you alive and in his arms again, there's always something missing...

✧ you are shouki no kami's handmaiden and he is so in love with you, but he has no idea how to go about it so he's always awkwardly trying to talk to you more. he even opens the robot only for you so that you can see the real him, but most times he stays locked within because he doesn't want you to see him when he becomes flustered. just imagine this really huge, towering robot turning so soft the minute he thinks of you, but then you actually stand before him and he defaults to insults and harsh tones because it's his defense mechanism. they just don't teach gods how to love when you become one! how is he supposed to know anything about romance?! >:(

✧ as for railing thoughts, i'm thinking about the time loops and just imagining shouki no kami using those to get your body more acclimated to his touch so that by the time you realize you're in a loop you'll be ready to truly reciprocate. and if he does anything wrong, he can just start again. and again. and again. and again. so many times that the lines between obsession and love blur and you're swept up in his infatuation.

[midastheevilincarnate]

Temperament or sickness? Holler all you want! No one ever listens If only I had raised my suspicion of the cause Would you have noticed it at all?

If I’m a robot or a doll Am I anything at all? Maybe a thing like me Doesn’t yet deserve to know

Am I big, or am I small? Hunching over, standing tall? I lost my identity Oh so very long ago

- 🎶

That reminds me of the existential crisis I had when I first began to shape shift. Oh well.

[thatoneluckybee]

inaccurately assigning the sbg kids marina songs

Yes, I KNOW these are NOT the actual meanings of the music, nor are they even that accurate. But I am being self indulgent here and you can't stop me (:

Ashlyn Banner

Solitaire: A major part of her character is learning how to balance her introverted nature with opening up to others. I like how she isn't shamed for being a private person, though, just encouraged to give others a chance, so I'm giving her the song about that.

Oh No!: Ashlyn is a very confident person as far as we've seen (though there are still some insecurities she has to work through) who isn't going to change her entire self for some random kid. Oh No! fits that kinda in that Ashlyn has flaws, but she is aware of them and she decides what's worth trying to change.

Aiden Clark:

Too Afraid: Aiden. Buddy. CHILD. He is incredibly extroverted, outgoing, social, and tends to take up the spotlight wherever he goes. This isn't a bad thing in its own light, however we've seen that it's largely become a coping mechanism for him. This kid's mind is or at the very least WAS in a very dark place before, and it's being repressed largely (at least, that's what it seems like.)

Primadonna: Like the exact same thing as above. Takes up the spotlight because the minute you stop off the stage, what's left?

Ben Clark:

I Am Not a Robot: Ben is a very stoic-seeming character. We've gotten to know him and he's a gentle, kind-hearted, nervous, and sweet person, albeit one with astoundingly destructive and angry tendencies. A bit part of his character, to me, has been seeing him balance not allowing his rage to run away with him but also not bottling up until it overflows. He is NOT a robot.

Valley of The Dolls: Yeah this song's about a book I've never read so uhhhhh ANYWAYS. Ben's past self was ANGRY. He was hurt and upset. No matter how many people he fought, or how much it hurt, he couldn't feel better, if anything at all. There was an emptiness he couldn't heal. Maybe it's still there. But he's healing.

Logan Fields:

Karma: I think this song could fit his relationship with his bully (Baron or Barron? Can't remember how to spell it), especially in the arcade fight scene (LOVED IT). Baron has been getting away with horrific acts simply because nobody knew, but now that it's come to light, now that Logan is stronger, now that he has people in his corner, karma's coming.

The Family Jewels: I'm concerned about Logan's home life, honestly. We don't know (as far as I'm aware) why he lives with his grandparents. Did something happen to his parents? Is he an orphan? Is he not with them for another reason? Also, what's going on with his grandparents? Is it because they're florists that they have access to painkillers and sedative type drugs, or another reason?

Taylor Hernández:

Orange Trees: I don't even know. I just really like the song. And I really like Taylor. And i think she would vibe to it. Taylor has a really fun personality and I think this fits her.

Can't Pin Me Down: On a more serious note, oftentimes Taylor (by both characters and the fandom, myself included) is unfortunately reduced to "aww happygolucky bestgirl!" Especially after Tyler's tragedy, we've gotten to see a new side of her: fierce loyalty and pure anger that stems from her kindness. She's going off the rails and I LOVE this for her, but I can only hope she doesn't lash at out the wrong people.

Tyler Hernández:

Are You Satisfied?: Giving him one of my ALL TIME favorite songs! Since the death of their father, Tyler has been caring for both his mother and sister and keeping the household afloat effectively. Through this, my dude doesn't seem to know what it means to take a break. He needs one.

Highly Emotional People: Furthermore on that note, I can see Taylor saying these lyrics to her twin brother. Tyler has gotten to used to being the caregiver at such a young age he doesn't seem sure how to be cared FOR. My dude is repressing and lashing out and everything in a very unhealthy way. If anything good comes out of the tree kebab, it's forcing him to accept outside help and let others take on some burdens. We're highly emotional people, and everyone deserves to show that.

Anyways I didn't expect this to take so long to type :^