#and lots of fun with big ass robots

[electricpurrs]

i didnt even realise thats how you drew glasses... anyways. ur fursona is so kewll and i love all the diff versions !! ur alien one inspired me to make my fursona an alien 🗣🗣🗣

ohh thats so nice actually.... its cool to know my art was able to inspire you somehow!!! thank you a lot ^_^

[bravehyde]

Ant Tenna Anatomy: What's In a CRT?

~Deltarune Chapters 3+4 Spoilers~

I think it's safe to say a lot of people like Tenna. TV heads are popular for a reason, they're fun! And obviously I'm not going to step on the toes of people making designs because you can do whatever you want. I've simply noticed quite a few people making him very modern under the collar, which is fun and all, but what if he's 90s tech all the way down?

I wanted to make a series of posts on possible things he could have as a television from the 20th century, as well as a broadcast host (since he seems to make his own show and would need to be sending that signal somewhere!) and just a piece of equipment that's walking around. Everything's bendable in that televisions aren't alive, so it's a fun exercise. This first post is just pointing out some things I've noticed that are very present day for such an old man. A quick checklist of things he may not have that a regular TV head or robot character would have, you could call it. I'll try to offer alternatives as well if you want them!

First things first: what is a CRT?

Most people use CRT to refer to the analog television set, however CRT technically doesn't mean that. CRT stands for Cathode Ray Tube, and is referring to the device that allows the image to be projected on the screen of the television. As such, know that when I just say "CRT", I'm not referring to the television. For the television set, we're still calling it a CRT TV, which may sound like a mouthful, but it's a pretty important distinction. For Tenna, the different between a CRT and a CRT TV is the difference between his brain and his head. We should know which is which!

It's incredible how CRTs work since it is, when we really really simplify it, electrons shooting through a glass tube completely devoid of oxygen to make an image appear on a screen we covered in phosphor cream. This is kind of a form of radiation, but a lot of things are a form of radiation when you boil it down, so that's not too big of a deal. Just know that most of what's in Tenna's head is what he uses for his display, this big glass thing right here. Basically, electrons are made by a heated filament and then bounce a million times to the screen where it displays a series of images. If you've ever heard that a CRT is radioactive, it's because of this thing. It can make x-rays, which generally you do not want to contact with your naked flesh or eyes. Sorry.

Are CRT TVs made of metal?

I put this one personally because it tickled me how many people do a full body of Tenna and give him a shiny shell when CRT TVs were not like that. If a CRT TV had a metal casing, it would be incredibly unsafe. All technology can hurt you if you fuck up, but since this thing can make ionizing radiation and/or implode with glass, they were especially careful. What's in his body past his neck can be debated, and I'll make a post later on ideas of what technology he may need inside him, but we're going to pretend for now that the rest of him is like a natural extension of a CRT TV. He's full of very thick glass that is incredibly difficult to break, designed to be free of defects, and with other little bits mixed in for durability and x-ray shielding. Yeah, these are one of many inventions that have a bunch of lead in them. Don't lick it even if it makes rainbows.

And so you don't get electrocuted, his ass is not metal. He would be incredibly ineffective if he was. If we used the incredibly simple term for his material beyond the screen, it's just plastic, but if you want to know the science-y one, Tenna's most likely made of acrylonitrile butadiene styrene, or ABS plastic. This type of plastic is used because it's very rigid, very tough, and incredibly resistant to chemicals and temperature. ABS is used in a ton of stuff, from toys to car exteriors to pipe fittings to medical implants. If you've heard recently about something being replaced with 3D printed plastic, there's a good chance it's ABS plastic.

Obviously, that's not as fun to shade if you're going for an incredibly rendered piece, so I can see why people would default to metal, but I've also seen more people lovingly render LEGO bricks than I can count, so I think there's something there for you. Bonus points if you want to bring up how he's probably 30ish years old so you can put all sorts of scratches and dents in there. Who didn't have scuff marks on their childhood TV on the corners?

Do CRT TVs have wires?

We all know why this is on this list. I don't have to say it. And yes, CRT TVs have wires, just a lot less than you're thinking. By "a lot less", I mean this is what the inside of one looks like, with a quick video of someone taking one apart.

Highly recommend watching videos of people taking old technology apart, btw, it's addicting. But anyway, this is a bullet point for a slightly separate reason. It may be tempting to have an art or fic where someone is taking Tenna apart for whatever reason.

Taking apart a CRT TV, like all technology, is very dangerous if you don't know what you're doing. CRTs can emit radiation, the actual TV can be high enough voltage to kill you. To safely take apart one of these for repairs, you'd have to ground the power. That is one of the main wires in a CRT TV, actually. It's very foolish to do CRT TV repairs while the television is plugged in, AKA while it's on, AKA while Tenna is awake. You could definitely swing this as him showing trust to the other person that they can poke around his innards while he's unconscious, or of course, if Susie's doing it when he's kinda-almost-dead. Just, uh, don't do it while he can still react and talk. That's a pretty good sign you're going to get zapped.

For a lot of wire stuff it would probably make sense to do more AV inputs and outputs. Those would most likely go right into the back of his head, but if you fenaggle it to be in other places that'd make sense too. I personally think his neck is probably just those cords lol and it's a great way to get a pop of color in him. It's most likely also how he has a microphone if you want it physically connected to him.

Do CRT TVs have fans?

Another one that makes me giggle because I see people write this who are more used to doing computer-y robot people as their writing focus. I'm sorry babes, Tenna is no spring chicken. He's not your MacBook that wails in agony when you try to play Minecraft, he's not that Windows laptop that vrrrrrrrrrrrrrs when you dare to put it on a blanket. He does not have a fan. In the days of the CRT TV, if he got hot, he got hot, and he had an oven inside of him to force him to cool off, but it took a long time. I know a lot of people want to bring up fans to talk about him ~overheating~, but it isn't quite like that.

This doesn't mean you lose the idea of him needing to cool off. Quite the opposite, really. Anyone else really like to touch the front of a CRT TV after it's been on for a while? How it kind of hurts but in a good way? You know, that little zap? Just a nice way to get around that. Of course, when people talk about a CRT TV getting really hot, it's a good idea to have a fan in the room. Maybe Tenna has an old box fan in his chest to help him thermoregulate? Food for thought, I guess.

Do CRT TVs have pixels?

This is a toughie and something that I find really fun: in a way, CRT TVs predate pixels as we think of them. LCD screens have pixels as set objects on the screen, tiny panels that cover it. CRT TVs do not, and I can explain why they don't but that's a huge thing that will take several paragraphs and pictures and I can post about at length later, so for now just take that they don't. Images in general have pixels, but they aren't projected on the CRT screen how they would be on a pixellated screen. This is part of why a lot of people got rid of CRT TVs, since this makes the pixels come out "blurry" compared to the clean, high resolution of an LCD screen. You can adjust a CRT TV to project more pixels since it doesn't have them as a set number of resolution on the screen the way an LCD TV does though! I think a lot of people have seen this image before but I'll put it here anyway as an example of what this means appearance wise. Still pixels, just doesn't look like it.

Honestly, it makes Tenna's appearance in the game that much more interesting. His pixels don't stay in the same place the way they do for every other character, with defined outlines and the same sized pixels throughout the story. Him shrinking and growing could be seen as him setting the resolution on his monitor to accommodate how many pixels he wants to be. He doesn't have an outline like everyone else because he doesn't have the set pixel count, instead approximating it the way all CRT TVs do! He already had some light reality bending powers given that he can teleport us wherever he wants and put up a "technical difficulties" screen, but him using an ability that powerful for something so seemingly inconsequential is insane. I'd also recommend looking at Tenna's sprites on a CRT TV if you track down one of those videos, because his appearance in the normal game compared to that intro cutscene on a CRT TV is crazy similar and I love it.

That's all I have for this first post. Very introductory, very basic. I know some things because I grew up with CRT TVs, some things because I have a degree in media stuff and had to take classes on the history of television and cinematography, and some things because I just kind of got curious and wanted to look into it. Obviously, I don't know everything to ever exist, but I know not everybody wants to do the digging I do for fun on old technology or knows where to look.

I'll be making more posts under the tag "ant tenna anatomy" if you want them, and my ask box is always open! Any questions you have, I'd love to answer.

[keferon]

Something for Ratchet getting to know Deadlock/Drift

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Ratchet doesn’t know when exactly the giant alien mech that’s fallen into his life became “Kid”. But he knows why.

There’s something to the way the other throws himself at life with a reckless abandon that screams of youth, even as Ratchet is fairly sure by the weathering of the kid’s metal plate that this mech is way older than he is already.

What frustrates Ratchet though is that the kid’s not even subtle in his recklessness. Ratchet’d barely finished welding his injuries before he started poking at the welds curiously. Just a couple days ago, Ratchet had caught him with a can full of neon pink paint halfway to his mouth. And then there’s the way that he still calls Ratchet “Rat”, even as Ratchet scowls at him. Because he knows the kid knows his full name by now and he can tell the kid enjoys getting on his nerves.

There’s the way the mech moves around his workshop. Clumsy. As though still learning to move around for the first time. Ratchet’s lost count of the number of times the mech has smashed lamps, knocked over tables, or nearly damaged delicate medical equipment that Ratchet’s quickly snatched out of his path (because he needs those, and they aren’t nearly as easy to replace as tables or lamps).

And then the day comes when they’re walking out late at night in an abandoned part of town. No one around to see anything suspicious. No one around to help when the alien falls out of the sky in front of them, a mass of writhing tentacles and glowing red eyes.

And Ratchet watches as the kid moves. A blur of motion so fluid and quick that it goes beyond practice. There’s a gun in one of the mech’s hands and a sword in the other. (And where had the kid even been keeping those?)

A slice of the sword sends a tentacle flying over Ratchet’s head. And a short blaze of gunfire later and the alien is nothing more than a corpse oozing green goo onto the sidewalk.

Ratchet is left clutching his wrench and staring up at the kid with something bordering between shock and awe. Reminded that the kid is also a warrior. A warrior ages older and more experienced than Ratchet himself. Deadly, when he wants to be.

Though he’s never shown any desire to hurt Ratchet. In fact, if the way the kid’s looking down at Ratchet as he stows the sword and gun back wherever they came from, the kid feels protective of him. And Ratchet realizes in that moment that he feels the same.

The kid can protect him from the aliens. He vows to protect the kid from what he likely doesn’t know (hopefully will never know). That humans have a darker side, can be just as deadly and dangerous as any of the aliens they’re fighting. And that there are those who will always seek to understand what is new and unexplained by any means necessary.

ANON I LOVE YOU THIS IS WONDERFUL KGJNGNGJFKFMFNCNC

I just. Ahahahahah OH I LOVE to think how much of a disaster Deadlock would be for Ratchet’s workshop hahaha. Everything is on its place? Nope now its not. The whole table got sent to the opposite corner just because your new big ass roommate tripped over it khkhk

ALSO. ehehehe. HEAR ME OUT.

I was thinking a lot about what would Deadlock eat while he’s on Earth. Since in this au Cybertronians doesn’t know Earth even exists so they didn’t get the chance to hide some snacks on it in advance.

So I got this creepy fucking idea. What if he eats the Quintessons?

Remember how some Quintessons are described as organic and some as robotic? And remember how in Transformers Quintessons are always trying to steal some kind of energy from Cybertron? Sometimes it’s energon, sometimes it’s spark energy, you got the idea. I’m trying to say that Quintessons are clearly compatible to Cybertronian energy sources~

So. Wouldn’t it be wonderfully fucked up if Deadlock had to hunt Quintesson robot monsters, kill them, and then drink their fuel out of their lines? Wouldn’t it be crazy gory and fun to think about hmm

Because yeah no the Earth doesn’t have any energon in it and Deadlock is crash landing there so he doesn’t have enough energon just laying around in his pockets.

[heyhoneyfox]

Writing advice from a 17 year old caffeine-dependent ADHDer who has been writing ever since he could hold a pencil:

First and foremost, write that outline. Figure out exactly what you're going to do with your story before you do anything else. Write down all the important plot points first, then expand on them as needed. Write your main characters (at least their basic traits), do some worldbuilding, and once you have that foundation, THEN start writing the actual scenes.

Talk to people about your stories, especially if you're in a group with other storytellers. This gives you the opportunity to hear how others process and view your work, which can help a lot with your confidence in your writing, your motivation to write, and your own understanding of your writing. You can also request a specific type of feedback (questions, constructive criticism, compliments, blunt criticism, etc.) so you get responses that will actually help you.

DO NOT USE AI FOR WRITING NO MATTER WHAT. "But I just use it for-" I DO NOT CARE, YOU ARE STILL USING A BRAIN-EATING, CREATIVITY-KILLING MACHINE THAT WILL ONLY HARM YOUR WRITING. I used to use AI and it stunted my growth as a writer so greatly that I had to commit myself to never using it again, and I know that sounds scary for those of you still using it, but it will have to happen eventually if you want to grow as a writer. It will not do you any good, no matter what you use it for. "But it makes it easy for me to make stories!" Write more oneshots. Write outlines. Write short stories. Fucking daydream at least. "But I use it to proofread!" Proofread your own damn work. It's not hard, and it's way better for your mind and the story itself. "But—" DO IT YOURSELF OR ASK A FRIEND, A HUMAN BEING, TO HELP YOU. IT NEEDS TO BE DONE BY A HUMAN OR IT WILL BE STRAIGHT ASS. THAT IS NOT UP FOR DEBATE. I hope I drilled that in well enough.

I get it, sometimes you're low on energy, so you need easy ways to develop your story. If you don't know how to do that without AI, because you CANNOT keep sucking robot dick for the sake of instant gratification, here are some easy ones (depending on your skillset): draw your characters and settings, write fake text conversations between characters, use picrew to make your characters, make Pinterest mood boards, or just turn off your phone and daydream about your story! There are a million ways to work on a story without actually writing it, so don't feel too bad if you only have the energy to plan out that one scene in your head instead of writing it. And who knows, maybe doing these little things will actually give you the motivation you needed to write.

Write when you feel big emotions, if you can. You'll pour your heart and soul into your work, and not only will that benefit your writing, but it will also benefit you by helping you process your emotions in a healthy manner.

Finally, give your brain lots of good associations with writing! Have your favourite tea with you and your favourite blanket around your shoulders while you write, or have your favourite instrumentals in the background while sitting in your favourite lighting, or pretend to be a renaissance scholar with a candle and a nice outfit while you write if that's what you need. Make it fun for yourself so your brain will get excited about writing, even if you only do this sometimes!

The most important advice I can give is just. keep on writing. Your stories are a blessing. Even if people criticise your work, even if you feel completely unmotivated, even if you feel like you're not good at it, keep writing for as long as it brings you joy, and share it when you can, because it will bring so many other people joy too, more than you can ever know.

[nylaboon]

Hi there!

so, how about some headcanons of the PJSK boys as Shimeji? Those are like tiny characters that walk, climb and jump all over your screen, and interact with apps and whatever’s happing on your screen! Hope that doesn’t sound to complicated, have a nice day!

Lots of Laugh — FANTASISTA SQUAD

— headcanons: fantasista squad as shimeji

note: thank you for requesting!! this took me a while to make since i've legit never heard of shimeji before this LOL, but i had a whole lotta fun with it, so i hope it's good enough for you. have a nice day as well <3

Akito Shinonome:

dude, out of the whole game, akito is my absolute favorite

i can totally see him just sitting there and eating some sort of sweet desert

like if you have google open, he'd sit on the search bar and watch you type whatever it is that you're searching for while nibbling on cheesecake

if you pick him up and try dragging him somewhere, he will throw a FIT

i can just imagine him kicking his legs with a little text bubble above his head and it's just full of censored swear words

"$!@#*" etcetera etcetera

if he's just standing idle, he's going to be glaring at you most of the time

sometimes he'll pull headphones out and start listening to ken's music, just bopping his head

that's one of the rare times he doesn't look pissed off

he'll fall asleep for like twenty seconds

he'll fall asleep standing up or sitting down

you know those big ass snot bubbles that appear when characters fall asleep?

he'll have one of those

and it'll pop once he wakes up

Toya Aoyagi:

second favorite character

please don't pick him up and drag him, he'll get scared

he'll take a book out of his pocket and read for a bit

he'll sit and clean his violin bow

takes out a little console, like a 3ds, and plays it

will mindlessly nibble on a cookie at random times

sorry this is short, i couldn't think of much for him and i feel like shit for that

Rui Kamishiro:

downloading a plugin where rui can mess around with your device is like downloading a virus

seriously, he will fuck everything up

on purpose

'rui' is literally in the word 'virus' if you mix the letters around a bit

expect random mini explosions

he'll build robots in the span of, like, five seconds and only for it to break down immediately after he finished

he'll make various balloon animals

24/7 smug look on his face

he'll move around all your apps and windows out of spite

makes blueprints for shows

falls asleep and drools on said blueprints

he'll just let you pick him up and drag him, no problem

no matter how far he is from the "ground", he'll always stick the landing

he's just like that

builds a jetpack and starts fucking flying all over the screen

again, he's just like that

Tsukasa Tenma:

no shot he doesn't start doing random poses out of no where

every time he does a lil pose, a star pops up and shimmers

he trips over literally nothing

i can just imagine a bug pops out of no where and he just starts losing his shit

running around the screen with a look of despair on his face

poor guy

if you pick him up, he'll also lose his shit

because who are you to pick up the worlds biggest star like that

if you drop him from a high distance, he'll land flat on his face and stay down for a few seconds

fun fact: i originally put that in for akito, but changed it since it was more fitting for tsukasa

will move windows since they're "in his way" and are "trying to steal his spotlight"

multiplies into fifty different versions of himself because who doesn't want more tsukasas in their life?

written by @nylaboon

[lacunammmm]

Do you think UA is really the so called best school for heroes or they just surf on the fame of their big name former students like am and endy (and others)?

UA is a school written by an author who didn't have much interest in the academia of MHA. MHA is a story about escalation and it puts the story beats of where the author is headed above organic storytelling. Example: UA doesn't like Izuku's habit of hurting himself. Aizawa has seen this multiple times now. -The entrance exam. -The quirk aptitude test. -The battle trials. -The USJ where he saved All Might's life. All of these resulted in the guy breaking something and needing to see Recovery Girl. Organic Storytelling: The teachers don't like this, so they address the problem head on: If Izuku breaks bones in the sports festival he really wants to do well in, he's out. So, he won't break his bones. But, this would go against the author's goal to show Izuku competing and hurting himself. So despite the fact that these people have his education and career in their hands and can dictate any command to him and he has to follow if he wants to remain a student there, they just complain after he does something.

As far as UA being the best school? Let's say...yes. The others aren't relevant. They do nothing. Shiketsu is allegedly as good as UA is and is its rival, but Shiketsu is only a handful of names characters. Where was Shiketsu and it's army of graduates when hero society fell? We saw what UA was doing: saving the country/the world. Shiketsu? They sent some guys to help during the final war arc. So by default, since the rest of the schools are non entities or do nothing, UA is the best. Is UA good? No. UA is a comical failure as an educational institution. It's a school where despite having the alleged best educators around and experts in their fields, the student's growth and development is entirely attributed to themselves. Aizawa repeatedly deflects any credit for his student's growth. He's a hands off teacher. He provides them exercises and training methods and the burden of doing the work and improving is on the students themselves. While this makes the class look more bad ass in the eyes of the audience, it asks the question: what are they here for? I think the principals behind UA's methods are very interesting. WHY do they do this? The answers are fun. So, you know how we get Aizawa and Shinso saying how unfair the entrance exam is and how it favors a certain type of quirk? My take is that this is 100% intentional and this mentality informs most of UA's methodology. They only teach students how to hit harder. Technical quirks or abilities that require effort to master can't easily translate into MORE POWER, so they prioritize people who will be top level heroes. Anyone who has a quirk like Endeavor's could be a top hero. The goal is to find as many people like him as possible, teach them to become stronger and hit harder. And teach them restraint and non lethal capture via sparring matches with their classmates. The constant fighting with their peers shows them how to hold back so they only use the exact amount of force needed in the field. As a factory to produce a very specific kind of hero, UA does a very good job. The school is just calibrated to creating a hero who succeeds in All Might's era of hero society. A self reliant hero who is used to doing things by themselves mirroring the solo and highly competitive nature of heroics. By definition, this strategy will exclude a lot of good eggs. So, we have the back paths: -Rescue points, enabling people who can't beat robots to score enough points to get in. Since the teachers are the ones who score this and they assign the points, Nezu could ensure anyone he finds interesting passes the entrance exam. -The Sports Festival, where those who do well and impress the teachers have a chance to move up to the hero course. This is designed to market those powerful hero students and get their names known even before their debuts. It doesn't matter for powerful heroes if people know their weaknesses and how they fight, because they're so strong that they simply obliterate all obstacles and opposition. Is this the intended reading of UA? That Nezu designed the entire curriculum to cater to people like Bakugo and Shoto and ensure they succeed because people like them are the most reliable and viable heroes you can create? Probably not. The author likely was just focused on escalation and making cool scenes. But when you look at it, this all makes sense. I wouldn't call this "good" but it's crafty and it speaks to the world it exists in. It's a fascinating system that's immensely cynical. A microcosm of the MHA world itself.

[mo-ok]

WOOO rapid fire lets go! would I recommend this Sentai and what caveats would I apply?????

Jakq - No :) *if you enjoy sentai there is definitly something for you here, and it mercifully gets put down after 35 episodes, but i cannot in good faith recommend this one unless you are that special kind of brain rotted*

Battle Fever J - i mean it when i say yes. Theres a lot of good stuff here especially for people that are familiar with/appreciate the sentai formula

Denziman - eeeeeeh i am VERY soft on this show but it DOES struggle through the middle and that hurdle may be a little too big for some

Sun Vulcan - if you enjoy tokusatsu FOR the tokusatsu then yeah watch this one. The robots are beautiful and the fights are brilliant. However if you want literally anything else on your burger then this one is not for you lmao

Goggle V - if you're interested in watching an older sentai this is definitly one i would recommend. If you enjoy it you would probably also dig sun vulcan

Dynaman - this one is fun and easy from start to finish but if you are like my mother and need to audibly eyeroll every time there is ass then tread lightly i genuinly cannot tell if there actually was a heap of ass or if i'm telling on myself because all i remember is the ass LMAO

Bioman - yes watch this one. Watch bioman. You know you want to watch bioman. Be ready for period typical panty shots ig

Changeman - YES. WATCH THIS ONE. PLEASE. PLEASE WATCH CHANGEMAN.

Flashman - once again yes, this one is 100% worth your time. If you liked ToQger you'll dig this one. Inoue's first ever sentai ep is in this season if that means anything to you

Liveman - eeh, if you want that more """mature""" story telling there are others i'd recommend first, but the suits are good and the bad guys sure are a hoot so

Fiveman - ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ its good and its enjoyable but imma be honest there isnt much here that you wont also find somewhere else

Dairanger - yeah watch this one, the characters are good the suits are pretty the music slaps, but be ready for it to kinda trip and fall at the end

Kakuranger - very good more comically focused season that according to that one poll is criminally under watched everyone go watch kakuranger right now thank you. For the sake of every friday in california.

Ohranger - watch this one if you like robots. Be prepared for it to be all over the place

Carranger - 100%, beautifully done parody from a place of love and appreciation. Zonette is here

Megaranger - sentai highschool au. If you watched power rangers as a kid this is probably my go to recommendation

Gingaman - yes watch gingaman but also be ready for a slower, generally more "quiet" story, if that makes sense

GoGoV - you gotta watch gogov. You gotta watch gogov. I'm assembling a team to go kill Mondo Tatsumi and i need you to join my cause

Gaoranger - should you watch it?? Yeah. Would i recommend it??? Fuck i dont know man every time i think about gao i take psychic damage

Hurricaneger - 2025 YEAR OF HURRICANEGER WE CAN MAKE THIS HAPPEN. WATCH HURRICANEGER its a bl but with ninjas and robots

Magiranger - very easy to recommend, lots to love and enjoy here, you should watch magiranger

Boukenger - please watch boukenger. For Chief. For Sakura. For Daibouken.

Gekiranger - YES watch gekiranger but be ready for the WORST knuckle cracking sounds you've ever heard

Go-Onger - this is literally the best sentai ever please watch it

Goseiger - you should watch this one. Its very good. Very easy to watch. If you enjoy this one you should also watch gingaman. PL EAS E

Kyoryuger - its not very high up for me but theres definitly stuff here to enjoy - personally i'd recommend dino charge instead but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

ToQger - PLEASE WATCH TOQGER PLEASE WATCH TOQGER PLEASE WATCH TOQGER

Zyuohger - i enjoyed it but like, you dont have to watch zyuohger if you dont wanna

Kyuranger - very easy to recommend. The suits are beautiful i love the robots i love the music. The fact that there are 5 non-human suit characters in the main cast is 🤌🤌 be prepared for a few of the characters to get left behind tho

Kiramager - personally i think this one would be a great launching point if you're new to the franchise. You should watch kiramager. 🖊🍍🍎🖊

King Ohger - eeeh. Its VERY unique and hard to compare to other sentai. If you can get past the green screen then yeah give it a watch. It suffers a little from the stakes getting a bit too high for their own good but its largely enjoyable

Boonboomger - 100% you should watch boonboom. It was an absolute delight to watch. Pure sentai bliss.

[idkwhatever580]

Where Did You Learn That?!

Masterlist

Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x reader

Prompt: It’s a casual day when Tony brings the team to a new area to show them something. And Y/n surprises everyone.

Warnings:cursing, sexual innuendos, stripper pole usage (don’t worry there’s clothes), degradation, praise?

Pronouns: unspecified

A/N: I saw this video on tt and I immediately had to do this drabble . Lmk if you want a smutty pt. 2

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Y/n’s pov

It’s everyone’s off day in the compound so we’re all just chilling out. I’m laying down in between nat’s legs on our designated couch in the living room.

She’s playing absentmindedly with my hair while everyone does their own thing.

Wanda is playing with Peter and America on the switch.

Thor is chowing down on poptarts.

Yelena is eating Mac and cheese while cringing and gagging about Kate’s latest boyfriend. Saying how “she doesn’t know how anybody would ever want to do something like that” and Kate obviously banters back with “says the aro ace person”

I smile at their friendship. And then I look at Bucky and Steve, Sam is helping them catch up on the greatest movies of all time.

Well everyone is taking part in that, but it’s Sam’s turn. I obviously made them watch every single Barbie movie when it was my turn. Especially the newest one. God Margo Robbie is so good. And of course Natasha made them watch all the Bond movies.

Anyways. We’re all just having a chill day.

Until Friday starts talking

“I have been instructed to inform everyone that Mr. Stark has something he’d like to show you. In the west wing.”

I frown and say outwardly to anyone who will answer

“I thought the west wing was under construction?”

Thor shrugs his shoulders and says

“I guess not anymore. Let’s go look!”

We all make our way over there and along the way Clint, Carol, and Vision join us.

We walk into the west wing to find a big ass room.

Tony is standing in the middle and says

“Welcome to the new party central!”

The lights go up a bit but not a lot. Just enough to see that there are multiple stripper poles, bars, and party amenities scattered around.

I raise my eyebrows and everyone either groans or cheers a bit. I don’t say anything I just walk up to Tony and point at the pole in the middle of the whole area. I whisper

“Is that one currently spinning? Or stationary?”

He smirks and says

“That one is turning right now. Imagining a hot girl already?”

I shake my head and say

“Something like that”

Then walk up to the pole. I’m a few feet away from it and I look down and see my outfit. It’s a baby shirt and jeans. I might fall because I’m a bit rusty but who cares. I used to be amazing. It can’t have gotten that bad right?

I shrug my shoulders and go for it. I do my most remembered and most practiced routine from my stripper days. BEFORE I became Natasha’s girlfriend.

She doesn’t know about it either.

Watch this for what it looks like :))) ⬇️

I hop down from the pole and flip my hair back and look at the avengers who all have different looks on their faces

Wanda, Steve, Kate, Thor, and Peter all have their mouths wide open and they are blushing hard.

Clint and Vision are unimpressed, probably because one is a robot and one has a wife who is also my sister. (He is literally my brother in law. He’s not gonna be impressed when he knew what I used to do)

Yelena looks disgusted naturally.

Bucky, Carol, Tony, and Sam are impressed with my skills.

And Nat. I can’t determine what her look is right now. So walk to her and take another look at everyone as I rest my arms around her neck. She absentmindedly rests her hands on my hips. Everyone is still looking in awe so I say

“What? Like it’s hard?”

That snaps them out of it.

Peter, Kate, Yelena, and America all go to the poles to have fun on them. They’re just kids.

And the rest of them walk away or start talking.

Natasha though, grabs my hand and leads me to the corner far away from everyone.

She is about to say something but Wanda walks up to us and says

“Uh- that’s- um- that was really cool.”

She’s blushing so hard and I smile at her. She’s a cutie.

I smile and say

“Thank you Wands”

She smiles and walks away quickly.

I giggle at her flustered state and turn back to Natasha and say

“Was it good?”

She scoffs and says

“Good? Are you kidding me?”

She pauses long enough for me to cut in

“Are you mad? I’m sorry. I didn’t think you’d be mad if I did it in front of everyone. I know you like showing me off to everyone just to make them know who I belong to.”

I ramble a bit about her possessive tendencies with me. I also like feeling like a trophy wife sometimes.

She shakes her head and says

“No that was fucking hot. Why didn’t you tell me you used to do pole?”

I shrug my shoulders and say

“I guess it just never came up. We don’t usually talk about strippers you know?”

She nods her head and then says

“Well, I’m gonna need a few things from you from now on. Can you handle it?”

I nod my head and say

“I’m sure I can”

She smiles and kisses me and I pull away to say

“What are the things?”

She smirks and leans in to kiss my neck and says into my ear

“One- you’re gonna get fucked tonight. Two- I’m gonna need a personal show now. And three- I want at least one dance at every party. I want everyone to see what a good slut you are on the pole. Then I want them all to be sad that you’re all mine.”

I let out a shaky breath at her words. I think I get a high from feeling like a trophy wife. Only sometimes though.

I thread my hands through her messy, slightly wavy hair and pull her head back to look at me.

For some reason I get a kick of confidence and say

“I’ll do all of that for you. If I can do whatever I want with you tonight”

She raises her eyebrows at my sudden dominance but then smiles softly and says

“Whatever you want you say?”

I nod my head and say

“And you can’t say otherwise. Unless of course you are uncomfortable with it.”

She smirks and says

“I think I can handle that.”

She steps back and holds out her hand and says

“Do we have a deal?”

I nod my head and shake her hand like a business woman. And she then pulls my hand so that I get pulled up to her and she whispers against my lips

“Let’s start now. I have a feeling we have a long night ahead of us”

I nod my head and she drags me to the bedroom.

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A/N: this turned out a lot longer than I thought I would. And I know how I said I’d be taking a break but I couldn’t get this off of my mind. <3

[illubean]

Valorant Protocol as Highschool Stereotypes

Characters: Chamber, Gekko, Iso, Jett, Killjoy, Neon, Phoenix, Raze, Sage, Skye, Viper, Yoru Type: Headcanons

HAHA help me valorant brainrot >.< also this is based off of my hs experience soooo yeah

Warnings: none

Chamber

your typical pretty boy

all the girls love him all the boys hate him

well...most of the girls love him

they follow him around to classes or offer him gifts or ask to sit with him at lunch etc.

and he eats up the attention every time

he's lab partners with Viper in Environmental Sciences and he likes trying to flirt with her

she actually hates him btw

Gekko

canonically he skateboards

but honestly? I can see him being on the dance team

he's so high energy, he needs some sort of outlet

he never misses an opportunity to show off his dance moves

homecoming? prom? he is the center of the dance circle

like Raze, he doesn't know how popular he is

he's just happy to have so many good friends that it doesn't even actually occur to him that he's considered "popular"

Iso

he's an ap art kid

like he walks around with a big ass sketchbook every day

always talking about his portfolio

Iso baby ily but please shut the fuck up about oil paints <3

he probably volunteered part of his summer break to come in and paint a mural for the school

I think he'd also take a piano class as like a schedule filler but he actually gets crazy good at it

Jett

pe tryhard

if you end up on the opposite team as her while playing dodge ball good luck 😓

she's always picked as team captain because literally no one else is excited as she is

she's sorta like Hairo from Saiki K 💀

she gets a lil mad when her teammates don't try

Killjoy

she's in robotics club

she's not very popular but that doesn't bother her at all

she heads straight to and from every class and spends her lunch period in the workshop unless Raze drags her off somewhere

not a lot of people actually know who she is, and if they do they just know her as 'Raze's Friend'

i think she'd remind the teacher about the homework and hit you with the "erm actually 🤓" tbh

Neon

she's on track and field/cross country

after every meet you can find her laying on the floor somewhere ready to puke bc she tries so hard to win 😭

she always ends up top 5 tho

she complains about practice but joins the team every year anyways

she carries her bag around all the time and if you open it there's like 10 water bottles in there

#hydratedqueen

Phoenix

theater kid DUHH

he's probably drama club president or sumn

bro will NOT let go of a specific song from a musical he was in his freshman year and it wasn't even his song 💀

he's been in every show every year and somehow he manages to land every role he wants

he's insanely good at the game 'bang' (mostly because he's louder than everyone else...)

he probably plans/hosts the cast parties too

Raze

she doesn't care much about her grades

she does the bare minimum and gets straight Cs

she's just here to have fun

everyone likes her because of her approachable personality

she doesn't think she's popular but she is

Sage

she's in the medical assistant class

she takes it very seriously, as she plans on going to medical school

even before taking the class she carries a first aid kit and other essentials everywhere she goes

you need a bandaid? ibuprofen? a pad or tampon? she has it all

she's also ASB president

school events literally would not be able to run without her

lets just say her college applications/resume will look REALLY good...

Skye

she also took medical assistant but was less crazy about it than Sage

she just follows her friend's lead

she thinks the skills are useful but she doesn't see herself making it her career

but also I think she would play volleyball

she's a well rounded player but specializes most in defense

still, don't underestimate her bc this girl can SPIKE

Viper

she took every ap science class offered without taking the general ones first

she complains about getting any grade below an A...

"What are you talking about? That test was easy"

sorry not everyone is as smart as you Sabine 😑

she spends all her free time at chem tutoring (even though she doesn't need it)

Yoru

he thinks he looks cool and mysterious when he walks down the halls but he doesn't

everyone just thinks his mad all the time and stay out of his way 😭

randos try to pick fights with him bc he "looked at them wrong" (Yoru wins every time)

he's not exactly a 'quiet kid' but he does lay low when it comes to the social part of school

despite his 'bad boy' look, he has pretty good grades

he's also probably one of those guys that a handful of girls have a crush on but he has no idea

[cerastes]

It's kind of amazing that a horny game like Nikke actually included stuff like Cyberpsychosis. Nikkes going insane or committing suicide if they are reminded too much that they are actually full-conversion cyborgs. The reason why they don't have a lot of cool gadgets like built-in thrusters or weapons. And then you have someone like Snow White who replaced a large chunk of her body with enemy robot parts.

Nikke is this really cool thing to have Existing in the space, even if I don't play it anymore, because of how charmingly unbalanced it is as a whole, making the charming parts of it all the more apparent.

It's got barebones gameplay, the seams of which burst the moment you do high level content and realize there's not much it can do due to its limited concept. Combat rarely translates to whatever is going on in any story thematically, being thus gameplay being more of an abstraction. There is a gulf and an ocean of power between fellow characters of the same rarity, meaning a max rarity character might do absolutely fuck all while another one, with the same odds, might snap the game in two with ease. It's story is absolutely nothing to write home about. It's a setting that can be best described as "self-indulgent incel nice guy heaven", where your character is The Only One to be nice to all these poor second class citizen superpowered voluptuous supermodel living weapons with tits two times your head and asses big and heavy enough to easily crush cars. Everything jiggles. It's so insanely predatory with its flash sales after every little thing you do.

And yet, the basic story it tells, it tells well. It's fun. It's entertaining. It knows what it is, and it has fun with itself, but it doesn't throw all pretense, either. It walks the razor-edge thin line between having a goof and telling a story with emotional depth. What it doesn't have in complexity or originality, it makes up for in sheer moment-to-moment, with good scenes, with good execution of things we've already seen. The showdown with Modernia lives rent free in my mind, Commander loading the Vapaus round, as Modernia or Marian, no way of telling, begs them to put down the weapon, because she's already back to normal, Commander shooting, and Modernia catching it with her teeth, and then growling the most guttural threat with freshest purest fury: "You shot me. Your really shot me! Shikikan!" and then drilling Commander right through the chest. And everything that happens after in that scene. It's got interactions out the wazoo, both mundane and touching. It has music that goes from "background music that really works" to "handcrafted for the moment and the character in its excellence". I think it's because Nikke knows what it is, but doesn't reach the self-mockery rung of the ladder. It knows what it's doing, and it's still sincere about it, even if it dares have fun at its own expense sometimes.

So, with that on the table, the take on Cyberpsychosis present in Nikke is incredibly powerful as a narrative tool because it tells you just how much of a jury-rigged slapdash product Nikke are. They are not cutting edge technology, they are literally something they pumped out quick as can be while telling everyone in the world that's still alive that they are cutting edge technology. And all, all of the safeguards are ultimately subject to willpower and perspective. Some Nikke go insane if they are too machine-like. Snow White has basically rebuilt herself over and over hundreds of times in her forever war. Nikke cannot aim at humans, so Crow instead puts a steel plate on the ground and ricochets her bullets off of those to shoot Commander successfully. Aiming is something you do with your senses normally, right? Rose figured out that she can just wear a blindfold and convince herself that what she's slashing is not a human, but a Rapture, and that's how she disemboweled and killed her Commander. Just by not seeing and fervently believing.

It's really, really cool how they go about it.

[its-elioo]

RnM Headcanons:

I promised to write some headcanons about the girls and their guardians some time ago. I finally had motivation to write them down, so here there are!

Optimus Prime and Sunset Shimmer:

- Sunny never had a father figure in her life and really enjoys it when they spent time together

- Optimus is very caring and protective of his charge

- You know this thing where you tell your dad you like this specific stuff and then he brings you more? That’s definitely OP

- One time he overheard Sunset having discussion with Pinkie Pie about their favorite desserts. After mentioning that she really likes strawberry cheesecake, and that’s her favorite fruit, Optimus swiftly assigned himself a mission

- Later, when Sunset had to leave her home to get some groceries, she was greeted by bunch of wooden boxes full of strawberries on her front door

- She was flabbergasted

SS: Optimus- how did you-?!

OP: I heard you mentioning that you enjoy this specific type of fruit.

SS: You didn’t need to bring me a whole stack of it!

OP: Oh, apologies… Do you perhaps need more?

SS: Wha- NO!

- They both like reading so they will certainly share their opinions or recommend some of the books they like (especially history ones)

- Usually there are moments when one of them starts feeling down while talking about their past

- Lots of comfort and reassurance

- You cannot tell me Sunset hasn’t call him ‘dad’ at least once on accident

- She will most likely feel super embarrassed about it, however, Optimus will start crying from the inside

- One time she even decided to draw him a portrait as a small gift (he kept it in his quarters and smiles every time he sees it <3)

Arcee and Twilight Sparkle:

- You guys know Eda and Luz from the Owl house? That’s them. Except that Arcee is waaay much more of a strict and protective mom figure

- This motorcycle lady doesn’t understand half of the science stuff her charge is saying but that doesn’t mean she is not listening

- Calls her ‘kid’ most of the time, even though Twilight said she was a full grown adult who can take care of herself

- Arcee has these ‘mother/carrier instincts’ she just can’t help but WORRY

- Really enjoys to rest besides her human companion and listen to her talking

- Fun fact: it took a bit longer for Arcee to realize that she had become a parental figure... again

- One time, Twilight asked if she can learn some words of their Cybertronian language and Arcee gladly accepted to teach her

- They often go out for a drive, especially when Twilight gets too overwhelmed with work

- How many times did this girl fell asleep while doing her studies? Arcee lost count.

- Robot mom grabs a blanket, wraps it around her and carries her to somewhere more comfortable

- Heck she will even hold her till she wakes up if she can’t find a place for her to take a proper rest

- Will kick anyone’s ass/aft if they disrupt her sleeping

- Brains and brawn duo

Knock Out and Rarity:

- So stylish and dramatic

- *cough* theatre kids *cough*

- Can literally stare at you with judging faces while also gossiping about your appearance

- Shopping? Oh, absolutely.

- What’s better than having a guardian who can transform into a car and carry your bags in his vehicle mode?

- To return the favor Rarity offers him a hand with polishing his finish

- They have this ‘relaxation day’ once in a while

- Buffing, manicures, watching movies, trying on some makeup or outfits, you know it

- He really wanted to try these types of masks which made your skin cleaner and softer. Doesn’t give a flying frag if he is a robot, will even use a mass displacement to try it out

- Knock Out is kinda touch starved and it didn’t took Rarity too long to realize that

- Her guardian often suggests if he can hold her or if she wants to sit on his shoulder-pad while he works

- This big cherry bot really enjoys to run his digit around her curly hair or to playfully poke her cheeks

- As his best friend, she always gives him compliments for the good work he has done

- There was even a moment when she was in her robot form and she cupped his face-plate while praising him

- And let me tell you. Knock Out was absolutely stunned. He was on the verge of TEARS. (poor boy needs more love and attention)

- Hugs are a must, he just starves for them

- Appreciates it a lot whenever Rarity is there for him

Sideswipe and Rainbow Dash:

- SIBLINGS SIBLINGS SIBLINGS

- They are the MASTERS of pranks

- Chaos, absolute chaos I tell you

- Pretty cocky and competitive too

- Some of their team members even wonder how are they not related??

- Often show off their abilities and talk about how they are 'the most skilled person/bot there ever is'

- They share one brain cell

- Both of them care deeply for each other, they just show it through actions. They aren’t really into the sharing feelings conversations but if things get pretty tough, they will have to talk about it, whether they like or not

- Sideswipe has these overprotective habits where he keeps his optics on her all the time or stays pretty close during any dangerous situations. This dude just doesn’t want to see her getting harmed otherwise he will flip out

- During their free time they like to play video games, go racing or just go for a casual drive, have training exercises (soccer, fighting etc.) or to annoy the rest if they are bored and have nothing else to do

- Will never tell this to anyone else but there a few occasions when they like to rest together

- Imagine one of them has a nightmare or can’t fall asleep. It’s snuggle time.

-If he is recharging in his vehicle form, Rainbow will grab a pillow and curl up on the seats OR he will lay on his chassis and rest his helm over his crossed arms, then he can nestle her close to his face-plate

- Sideswipe is a music enjoyer so he will definitely hype her up when she plays the guitar

- Rainbow teaches him all of the slangs and memes she can think of

- They cover one another or make up excuses if they want to go out to have some fun

- Dash pretty often forgets about things she needs to do (chores, homework or smth else) but her guardian is there to remind her

Bumblebee and Fluttershy:

- The 'parent friends' of the group

- Bee has these awful dad-jokes that he uses and somehow Shy is the only one that will laugh at them

- Some of their teammates tease the two about them acting just like love-bugs

- Bumblebee was so delighted when Fluttershy got out of her shell and finally felt comfortable around him

- Finds it adorable when she becomes too flustered and covers her face

- Like to talk about their interests and listen to each other

- Sometimes he gets a bit nervous and forgets how to properly talk (even if it’s a compliment or want to ask her something) she thinks it's cute

- If she gets too scared her first instinct is to quickly hide behind him

- He really loves listening to their band’s music when they practice at the base

- Both enjoy the late night drives when they can relax

- They often talk about Earth and it’s most incredible places they have seen or wish to explore. Bee will probably plan a short trip just for the two of them, the Groundbridge is right there!

Smokescreen and Pinkie Pie:

- This two are always full on energy

- Will never get bored when they are together, they will find something fun or mischievous to do

- *gasp* Oh no, Smokey is sad? Np! Pinkie is here to help! She has her ways of cheering people up.

- Poor big bot wishes he could taste human food. Every time he sees her amazing baked goods he pouts

- One day she made some cupcakes with blue-yellow icing that matched his color scheme (he didn’t cry after that nooo)

- He can get anxious tho, especially when Pinkie is too carefree (he doesn’t want his human to get hurt after all)

- Smokescreen is a show-off so he usually tries to impress her with his fighting abilities and speed

- This sweet girl always encourages him and supports her guardian no matter what

- He is amazed by the many talents she has (baking, playing the drums, roller skating etc.) like how?? What she can’t do?!

- Will always remain surprised by her hair. She keeps so many things inside, how is that even possible? Guess it will remain a mystery.

Bulkhead and Applejack:

- When I tell you AJ is one of the strongest members in the team, I mean it

- She can lift every heavy and large bot with EASE

- Their hugs are so funny and adorable she sometimes doesn’t realize she is actually lifting him from the ground

- Often talk about the good old days or the cool adventures they had

- Sometimes they have wrestling competitions and what do you know, AJ wins them all!

- If no one else is around, Bulkhead will help her out with the chores in the apple farm

- Will sometimes stumble on something by accident and apologize immediately

- Applejack thinks his clumsy and nervous side is pretty sweet

- She always appreciates his assistance (even tho he crushed several trees, oops)

- He definitely likes hearing her cute snorts when she laughs

[stolaz-the-artist]

Alright so.... here's my first NK request.

MORE PRINCE CLAY!!!!!! PUFFY SLEEVES AND PANTS AND A FANCY VEST PLEASE!!!! And a talking robot hawk because royals used to hunt with birds of prey and also its his symbol :3

‼️YEAH NEXO KNIGHTS, FINALLY‼️

This is the first fully finished piece i've made in weeks! i know that doesnt make sense since i've kept up my consistant posting every friday, but thats only because of ✨scheduled posts✨

Exams have been kicking my ass. So getting to put my baby boy in a pretty little outfit after weeks was such a reward. I had so much fun working on this. Figuring out the colour palette wasn't easy, but i liked what i came up with in the end. And i also messed around with a few variants on the gems. It was a hard pick, but here are the other ones i really liked.

Now i had a lot of fun with this AU once more, so obv i came up with my own ideas, so a bit of text is coming up along with some sketches. But if not, at least check out the original version of this AU made by @localcryptid3. Super cool people, both the asker and AU creator. Support them!

Want to make a request? Heres info, and a deeper dive into the rules.

Alright here we go!

In the orginal version it seems like Merlok is somewhat the king, but i personally woulndt go with that. In this specific version i made Wanda is the queen but she's sort of crazy. Like cursed. I recently got back into Ever After high so i'd imagine something like the Queen of hearts maybe. But if Merlok would be the king i'd put her in more of a spot like The evil queen iykyk. If you don't, watch it!

This is not his prefered style at all. This is Wandas style, which she forces him to wear. So dont come after me. He def doesn't like the corset, and crystals, yada yada. So bulky and gets so much in the way for him.

He definetly has this formal persona that is meant to make social situations less awkward, but it really doesn't. Big words, strict mannerisms. People mistake him for trying to act like he's better than everyone else, but he truly doesn't think that at all, not even remotely. Cough Cough autism Cough Cough

He'd be in a very similar place as Macy, where he has to beg his mother to let him be a knight. His mother only caved in because he promised to prioritises his magically studies (He's still overworked, he cant and wont escape that fate.). But he is still very well taught in fighting, just not in a knightly way.

I always like that Clay seems to have a minor fear to public speaking (according to his VA) and i would definelty wanna play more on that. Like him dangling over a mental breakdown before every royal speech, only for him to bottle it all up and just push through it (something that totally wont have sever consequences)

The castle isn't as open as it is in canon. Very closed off, scary gothic castle vibes. The spying birds is to both keep track of staff and Clay and Fletch.

Alright enough rambling, time for doodles

(Cursed/put under a spell to be crazy/crazy)

(Misses how she used to be but plays along for the kingdoms sake)

Fletch appreciation

Was forced to wear this if he was to work at the castle (endures it so he can ensure his nephews safeties)

Crazy lady appreciation

Pre-curse (Yeah physically you cant really tell a difference)

Fletch fit

Fletch ❤️

Anyway, do give me more NK requests, i enjoy doing them so much! i had a lot of fun and would love to have an excuse to keep drawing my babies!

[itsyagurlchip]

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Heyyy poookieeeee

I have a request for you

I receive/request: a Vox x GN!Reader who died and is in hell and got magic thing because they were into the occult when alive. Vox is “mildly” intrigued because they’re making a splash in the pride ring. (I love the magic x tech dynamic, very silly)

You receive: Likes, reblogs, shit ton of support and me blogging tf out of the request. Me going insane over the request.

☀︎⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Aw, Poor You, Go Suck It☀︎⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

ᯓᡣ𐭩warnings: 16+(!) suggestive stuff(!) valentino(!) cussing(!) badass reader(!) lots of words(!)

ᯓᡣ𐭩Ace...Ace my dear. THANK YOU SO MUCH!! AUGHH IM GONNA HAVE SO MUCH FUN WRITING THISSS AUGHHHHH-AJDKNJDEHWJDBIWXDNEHIDIWEHNDXZIM ok ok ok, since they'e only meeting there won't be too much fluff or anything really, just a simple scenario. The reader's gender wasn't specified, so go nuts! I LOVE YOU ACE/p <333

ᯓᡣ𐭩 You know how Vox acts up over people he likes? Ermm... yea, wellllll- Turns out, you're currently overselling his business AND you're hot. wait what?

Typing out documents at your desk, you sighed at the amount of paper work you had. 'Magic could do cool things, but not files' you guessed. Things around your office float around you in green magic, carrying out various tasks, like organizing said papers. 'But atleast I don't have to organize this shit.'

Suddenly, your double doors busted open, revealing a robot man? You pushed up your glasses a bit with a grimace. He marched in, electricity crackling around him as he stood up to your desk. He pounded a gloved fist onto your papers, making a brown to black singe appear on them.

You growled deeply, you just finished those!

"Did you schedule a meeting?" You said with a leveled voice. Sure you were pissed right now, but you didn't want to deal with much else this afternoon, nonetheless a petty fight with a bitch.

"No?" He said, the sparks going away in his bout of confusion. "You little- You're overselling my-" You cut him off.

"Then get. Out. Now." You flicked your wrist, with all the magic in the room dropping what it was holding, before speeding to the TV head who yelled in surprise.

"What? Fu- No!" He growled, the green magic tightening him into a stiff line, shooting him out to the room back to the elevator. He cursed profanities, the basic ones like whore and and bitch, as you rolled your eyes and shut your doors again. 'At least be creative and add the insults with flavor.'

Finally, quiet from a whining glorified crack ipad kid tablet.

"Jeez, the intolerable ass crouton." You sigh deeply, getting your anger together before getting back to work, typing and printing those papers.

ᯓᡣ𐭩

It was a week later, and nothing about the incident stayed on your mind. Infact, you were in your potion factory figuring out ways to outsell this new "love potion". Oh how you loved pissing corporate businesses off. No one even knew that you were running a "monopoly" by definition, as the CEO's of your multibusiness ran under many names.

'And those who know say nothing'. Those who were binded in contracts couldn't say anything, as they owe you from previous deals.

Your motto was; "Get the magic of a Sin, for the price of the poor". It may have been a bit deprecating, but it sells. Greatly.

Its always nice to see big man faces fall when they see that magic is often more superior in certain aspects of life. It's cheaper, more effective, and best of all; it sells more. That thought made a grin spread throughout your face. Maybe that's why you were cast into Hell; for greed. Either that or the demonic occult group you often participated in on the surface.

No matter, you were richer in this life so the past didn't concern you too much. You came into Hell not too long ago, so it became a surprise for many when you built your business in just a few weeks! You became an Overlord quickly.

With your business, and souls in your hands, you began to grow bigger in popularity! Which sparked interest in some unwanted people. It turns out, and you caught this one on the news, that the person who barged into your office was named Vox; The Innovation Overlord. And despite the "innovation" impact he's made, you still had way more clients than him by thousands.

Just as you were about to sprinkle some glitter into a bottle for a little decoration, one of your assistants rushed in with a rushed appearance, clearly shaken.

"Um, excuse me Mx. Alchemist Overlord? U-um, there's a message for you by a fellow competitor." She stuttered out, with her tail wrapping around her leg for stability. An envelope with a bright blue V was stamped with red wax. Interesting.

"From who?" You asked.

"...VoxTek Enterprises.." She cowered, as if you had something to worry about. Your smile grew, the afterlife just kept getting better!

"Thank you. You may go back to your desk now." You said with a smirk, patting her head as she walked away. You walked out of the room and into the hallway, walking towards the elevator. Strutting to your office, you closed your doors and sat down.

'Why didn't I just teleport?' You thought absentmindedly, leaning back in your chair and opening the letter. The entry read;

"Dear Alchemist..... I have a deal for you"

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You looked up at the VoxTek building. On the outside, you remained calm and leveled, with a small tinge of cockiness peeking out. On the inside, you were highly amused, and quite frankly, embarrassed for this guy. He has 2 other overlords on his side, and yet he still begs for power?

You huffed out part of a laugh, before skating your head and walking in. The place looked tacky to you. Really? The "V Tower"? This guy has to be stuck in his teenage years! It was too laughable really.

Sauntering over to the secretary, you were able to get the floor number as well as the meeting room location. Thanking her, you walked over to the elevator and pressed the highest floor.

'It seems he took my advice and scheduled a meeting.' You thought, looking up towards the camera in the corner. Oh, so the flatcreen flatass wanted to spy on you? You'll give him a show then.

You raised your head higher at the camera, lidding your eyes as slowly as you could. Taking your finger, you opened your mouth to drag it across your tongue. Pulling it away from your mouth, you let the saliva drip down onto the floor. The camera fizzled and powered down, with steam flowing from the top.

'Pathetic', you thought. And the elevator doors opened as a fluffy person in a pink robe walked in, looking tired out. A taller moth guy walked in right behind them. He was bald.

"Hello cariñe~ And what's a sexy tesoro like you doing here?" He said lowly, leaning towards you in interest. You simply ignored him as the doors closed once more.

"No answer? Ai, the feisty one aren't they Angel?" He said threateningly, talking to the other person who complied and agreed. You weren't phased. The door opened to the highest floor, signaling your leave.

"Puta." You heard him mumble, before the doors closed once I more. At least you know who Valentino is now. You scoffed before walking towards a door, with a gold label titled "Vox". This is the one for sure. Weren't one of the overlords a fashion designer? Surely they could've designed the building with more creativity.

You didn't want to touch the knob, not if that moth touched it, so you flicked your wrist as your green magic opened it for you.

Walking in, you realized you hated this building so much. The guy had sharks in tanks! In an electronic filled building. You sneered as you walked into the room rationally, not needing to make too much of a scene yet.

In front of you was the one you came here for; Vox. He had a bluescreen as his head rested on his shoulder. You snapped, and he jerked up- his face showing a loading screen.

'Oh for the love of-'

He was finally "online" with his face scrunching in confusion, before looking to you and smirking. You gestured for him to start, as you time was valuable.

"Right! So, the deal-"

"No"

"If we come toge- Wait what?"

"I said no, you glass backboard."

"Why?"

"You aren't worth my time, nor my product. Thank you for already wasting one of those." You turned to walk away before he teleported in front of you.

"B-But we can go so perfect together! Both of our businesses collaborating together!" He said, stepping towards you as he spoke. His tone was getting desperate and angry.

"So?" You said keeping your voice bold, his tone was pissing you off. It screamed "weak" and "dependent". You bet his whole enterprise could fall over if one of the "Heathers" went out of commission for a while.

"So- Partner with me! Not only would we look good together- I mean- You could have so much more sells! Imagine the cash that would flow in if the people saw magic and technology working together!" He grabbed your hands and put them together. He pushed you against the wall. "I know that magic doesn't fix all problems. Why not use technology to fill in the rest?" he was now in your face, one of his eyes swirling and enlarging. Looking at both eyes, you tched.

'Ha. Enlarging'

"You know what doesn't fix all problems? The setbacks you and your machines have." You snatched your hands back, wiping them on your coat. Flipping him on the wall, you poked his chest. "Sure, they make life easier. Whoopdy doo! But the moment the wifi turns off, it's lights out for you."

You could only hear his labored breathing. Was this motherfucker horny? You rolled your eyes and kept going.

"So who would look better? Me and my stable industry? Or you and your Lego built one?" You ran a finger down from his chest to his stomach. "All I need to do is pull. One. Piece. Out." You stepped away, walking towards the door once more. "Aw..Poor you." You frowned mockingly and looked him up and down, before laughing maliciously.

He was against the wall breathing heavily, with animated sweats rolling down his screen. Disgusting, couldn't even stay professional.

"Your business means nothing to me Vox." You said, walking through and going back to the tower entrance.

Vox was pretty sure he was hard right now.

I know you said mildly interested- but I couldn't help it! While I did want to relate Vox's dynamic with Alastor with reader's, it didn't feel too right so I took another approach!

I feel like this version of the reader has a sick love for power imbalance, and people wanting to reach the level that they're at. Despite that, they don't really care for people more powerful than them, they just mind their business on that part. Even more, reader is sex repulsed, so when they see others in their feel, they can't help but tease <3

I usually don't do time skips, so this also felt kinda odd- but I still loved writing this so much! I might actually write a fic about this. Thank you again for the request Ace <333 I hope you liked it!!

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[thewritingstar]

Fall For Me

Prompt: Would've, Could've, Should've (day 5)

Pairing: Reds/Blossick (PPG)

Note: so slowly we are going to complete my prompt list lol. I wanted to give a little banter to the reds, they deserve it. I hope you all enjoy! prompt list here! I had a lot of fun with Blossom's dialogue lol. Hopefully you like!!!

Rating: M (suggestive dialogue)

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Brick Jojo was born to rule over them all. A natural obscurity in a world of natural goodness.

He was good at taking things. It became almost natural to pickpocket anyone and anything. He could break into a bank with his eyes closed if he wanted to.

His knack for being a petty criminal was almost a little too good. Maybe it came naturally because he was born for that. His hands were stained red the minute he was created. His purpose was for darkness and he never longed to see the light.

There was nothing that could convince him to change his course because he secretly enjoyed not having any rules to hold him back. He enjoyed the underground fights and how people would come together to create robots for him to smash. Everyone on the black market knew him. He was the best of the best and it helped a little that a mad scientist and a literal demon were his parents.

His crown weighed heavy on his head but he never felt the weight of it. He knew he was above everyone. He had the power to back up his claims and there was fear around his name like a halo. He thrived on it. Darkness. It corrupted him like a blanket in the cold. It was his to use as he pleased. Nothing could take that away.

Nothing.

Zip.

Zero.

Not even pretty pink eyes and a big ass bow.

Not even long ginger hair that always was neatly in place. Not even the smell of strawberries and vanilla that filled his nose whenever they fought.

Not even her laugh from far away could derail him from his goals.

He wished it would though.

Would've, Could've, Should've.

The darkest secret that would not be allowed to be utter into the mortal realm was that he was in love with Blossom Utonium. The second his presence was known in the world, she corrupted his senses like the darkness.

A blinding golden light was always following her and she had no clue what she did to him. Every ounce of goodness she processed rivaled the dark blood he had. She was too pure, too good, too everything nice and what have you.

He didn't think it was anything but a messily crush at a young age. But when he was a teen, he thought about kissing her. A simple kiss, a peck and next thing he knew, he threw up all the contents of his stomach. He wanted to say that he threw up from the disgusting thought of kissing the pink brat but in all honestly, his mind couldn't handle the truth.

Every so-called lover he took was the exact opposite of her for the very reason. Luckily for him, no one else on this earth had pink eyes. If there was on jewel he could steal for himself, it would be those dazzling pink diamonds she called eyes.

No one would ever know that he would force his brothers to rob certain parts of town just for the hope that she would be there.

If he could have her, he would.

He could have thrown this shady life to the side if it meant that she looked at him without the hatred. How he longed for those eyes to gaze upon him without the undertones of anger.

He loved to toy with her because that meant she was forced to notice him. Dare he say when she kissed his cheek as a kid that literally killed him, it was the closest thing he might know to heaven.

A king could only occupy one throne and he knew better than to try to have a seat at her golden court. How he would do anything to be on his knees at her throne though. Her hand running through his hair as he brought her pleasure like no one. He wanted her bad.

So he did his best to corrupt the little angel.

They were older and needs are demanding to get met.

So when they fought, he did his best to get her far away from the others, hoping to get into her head and see exactly how far she could fall from grace.

It only worked so often.

In this case, his brothers were occupied with their distinct hatred of their counterpart. Sometimes he was jealous. Jealous that they looked at the other pair of matching eyes and felt nothing but detestation.

Jealous how his mind drew him to think impure thoughts of the other person instead of the loathing he was suppose to have. It would have been easier. To hate her. He did, in a way.

Hated how she could easily detour his emotions whenever they fought. Her wit matches his and so did her brain. She was smarter than him, he knew that. He would tell her that if he got the chance.

He would much prefer his dreams to be of them fighting and blood drenching the floor. Instead, his dreams were her on her back in his bed or her onto of him. Anyway he could have her. Her voice calling out his name as if it was a gospel. The feeling of her hands twisting in his hair, pulling him closer as his mouth latched onto her-

"Brick!"

...

..

.

His eyes focused. He looked around at his surroundings. His brothers were floating and glaring at him.

"What?" He must of fallen into a day dream. He was hoping his face wasn't bright red.

"We asked what you wanted us to do?" Boomer grumbled as he tugged on his hoodies strings.

"Yeah you set the alarm off, you idiot." Butch spat at him with venom in his eyes.

Brick assessed what was happening. Butch holding a sack full of cash and Boomers hands deep in his pockets and disinterested.

He huffed. No doubt that the girls would be on their way.

"Boomer, shut off the alarm and you two just go home, I'll deal with Blossom."

"What makes you think they aren't gonna send all of them?" Boomer questioned.

"They won't." He knew that. It was dark outside and typically for something like a small bank robbery, they didn't waste all the girls powers. "Just do as I say."

Butch cursed under his breath. "You know for us being 21 you really have us doing lame shit lately, a bank? Really dude? Can't we like break into a military base or something cool?"

Brick rolled his eyes. "Go home Butch. If you don't manage to loose any of the cash then we can talk about that."

"Hey, you're the one to trip the alarm. Its like you want to get caught you fucking psycho. Come on Boom, lets leave the this to our darling big bro."

"Piss off." Brick spat and soon the alarm was dead and he was floating in the night by himself.

Then he saw it. It made him stir. A bright pink light in the sky. For most people, it was a symbol of peace. It meant that their lives were saved and everything was okay. For him, it meant everything.

Her streak died in front of him. She hovered enough to keep their eyes leveled. There was no quick action or going to see if anyone was hurt, she knew they were alone.

Her hair was flowing around her and the signature bow was no where to be found. It look as if she quickly rushed out of bed and threw on the nearest sweatshirt and sweats. He was guessing that the black bottoms and dark blue top belonged to her sisters.

Blossom furrowed her brows and glanced to the broken window. "You couldn't have spared the glass?"

He smirked. "I didn't see a reason to."

"Of course not. I don't see any cash so I assume your brothers took it. Should I send my sisters or are you going to be good and return it?" She questioned.

His eyes trailed over her as he ignored the question. She was beyond perfection. Truly only an act of divine creation could have made her. He wanted to personally thank that vial of chemical x.

"We both know the answer to that babe."

"Fine. What do you want?" Her hand hung on her hip. Her voice dripped with annoyance.

What he wanted he couldn't say. "Just bored." He shrugged.

She hummed. "Okay then. Let's make this quick."

"Oh a quickie? You flatter me. No dinner first?" He smirked.

She dove towards him with a fist. Naturally he blocked it and soon they were in a spare. Fists and feet were flying in a natural rhythm. It was their own tango. They knew each other so well that their next move was predictable. Their punches didn't hold as much bit as when they were younger, it felt more for show. They were only using a fraction of their true power but it was enough to keep them engaged.

"I know theres darkness in you." He whispered in her ear. "I wonder just how bad you could be. You're powerful and could take down anything. Why not test those limits?"

Blossom rolled her eyes. "The moment I'm evil is the second you'll be good. We both know that it won't happen." She said with elbow knocking into his stomach.

She then turned and he threw a punch towards her face. She caught it before it made purchase.

He smirked. His fist behind held back by her hand. He only threw the punch so that she would touch him. Her skin burned against his and it felt weak willed against her. He would never admit it though.

He shook his head. "You're not fooling me. But if you ever asked, I would be good for you." He winked and he saw those magenta eyes widen in a way that made his body heat up with desire.

Her blush covered her freckled cheeks and he could have sworn that she deserved to have her portrait in the damn Louvre.

Brick watched as she swallowed hard. Her grip loosening and if he wanted to, he should've blasted her into the building. He should've done a lot of things, but messing was her was all he wanted right now.

"I-I would appreciate it if you did behave for once so that my sleep wasn't interrupted." She spat.

His eyebrows raised. "Oh, did I wake you? I shouldn't have, how evil of me." He smirked.

She rolled her eyes once more. "Evil." She let out a laugh. "Sweetie you lost your edge years ago. I'm only entertaining this just to please the people."

His edge? His smirk fell. She was fucking with him...she had to be.

"What, you don't think I'm bad anymore?" He threatened.

Now it was her smirk. "I think you've gotten soft. Bank robberies? Please, thats child play. I was hoping you'd grow up to excite me with something more than petty crime. What a disappointment."

Something inside of him began to waver. She wasn't intimidated by him. Not like he was scared of her either. As they got older the whole good vs evil thing did tended to get watered down.

"You don't think I've done anything worth wild?" He breathed.

"Nothing thats impressed me. And we both know how much you crave my attention." She whispered.

Her hand let go of his fist and moved to his wrist. She floated a little higher so that he looked up at her. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and fluttered her lashes.

"Crave you? Please, ego much?" His voice wavered. His resolve was slipping. When did he get so damn soft? What would his mama say?

The moonlight was capturing her beautifully and he hated it. He hated how her mere presence was enough to turn his world upside down. His ears perked at the mention of her name. He hated how his creation was for her. Intended to be her destruction and yet, she became his lifeline.

She hummed and brought him closer to her. "I don''t know Brick, if I asked you to kiss me, would you? Would you fall from you morals of darkness just to please me?"

He would.

Would've, Could've Should've.

His lips parted with a slight gasp. "You wouldn't dare." He whispered.

Her scent of cherry and vanilla filled his space as she pulled herself closer and closer to him. Soon her eyes were so close that he could see the mixture of pinks dancing within them. Her skin was soft against his and cupped his chin.

"Do you think that you're the only one with the challenge? Knowing that my blood is suppose to hate you and yet, you make me question it all. Thats very bad for my reputation, Brick. I'm the towns sweetheart. The princess that protects and here you are making me wonder if it's worth it all."

He swallowed hard. It felt like a trick, this random confession. He was sure his face was bright red. He dreamed of something like this. His brain was short-circuiting.

There was a part of him that wouldn't recover if she was messing with him. He felt his resolve slipping and he wouldn't be able to save himself if he fell and she didn't jump after him.

"The way I see you look at me? It's truly an honor. Everyone looks at me like I'm a goddess. But tell me Brick, would you worship me?" She brushed her nose against his.

He nodded slowly. He would do more than that.

"Do you know that you leave me wondering what could be? What would happen if I threw caution to the wind and took what I wanted? You're very good at taking, Brick. I'm a little displeased that its taken you this long, I'm sure you'll make it up to me."

He wanted her. Wanted her in ways that went past physical connection. He wanted those pink eyes on him and no one else. He knew damn well that his haven't left hers since they first met.

"So, I'll ask you again." She titled her head. "Would you kiss me?"

He nearly forgot how to speak. "Y-yes." He exhaled.

"Good." She smiled before placing her lips against his.

He took it back. The kiss on the cheek from when he was younger, it didn't compare. This. This was heaven. Her soft lips caressing his. The way her thumb lightly stroked his cheek. It was too soft. Too kind. Too perfect. His bad boy rep was certainly down the drain if it wasn't there to begin with.

She took the fist she was holding and placed it to her hip. Instantly, he pulled her closer. Something in him snapped as he realized just what was happening.

He took charge and broke the kiss. Both of their chests rose with the loss of breath. Her eyes were wide but bliss was clear on her face. She wanted this. Wanted him. He might be good for her, but she was being bad for him. It fueled him with a new desire.

It made him feel less alone. Do her thoughts consist of him? Does she dream of what could be? Would she hesitate to save if he asked her? He wasn't sure about the last one. He might be bad, but he didn't believe in killing.

"You taste just as sweet as you look." Brick whispered against her lips.

"So do you." She purred. "Kiss me again."

His lips crashed to her. Both of her hands cupped his face while his own found her hair. It was messy and aggressive as if they were proving a point to each other. Trying to show the other just how much they wanted this.

Maybe it was his hormones melting his brain or the way her moan slipped from her lips, but in the moment that they were tangled against each other, he decided his new fate.

Brick Jojo was born to do a lot of things. Destruction. Evil. Become a menace to society. What he wasn't meant to do was being in love with the thing he was destined to destroy.

Too bad.

If their lips met years prior, he would have turned into a model citizen, but its never too late to start fresh.

"So good for me." She muttered against his lips. "So perfect."

Her words did something to him that he could barely comprehend. He felt like he was melting. She was a drug and he would never become sober because why would he want to be?

She broke the kiss much sooner than he wanted even though he was out of breath. Her hands hung around his shoulders and she studied him.

"I take it back." She hummed.

He raised a brow. "Take what back?"

She giggled. "That you don't impress me. I'm starting to rethink it now."

"Oh really?" He smirked. "Anything I can do to make sure you stay impressed?"

Blossom smiled sweetly and caressed his cheek with her finger. She then took his chin in her hand and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips.

"That bag of money better be on my doorstep by tomorrow and if it is, I'll let you show me how impressed I could be." Her hand dragged down his chest.

She pushed back so there was some spaced between them. Without hesitation, she traced her eyes all the way down his body then back up to meet his ruby ones.

He felt his face heat up more than before. There was a hint of darkness in her eyes. The idea of her wanting him...it haunted him in a beautiful way.

"And, I think I'll be very pleased." She winked and before he could respond, the pink streak danced in the sky.

He stayed put until the light vanished. His fingers grazed over his lips where hers had been just moments ago. He was a man who always had something to say and suddenly, he was speechless.

Maybe, just for once, he wasn't made for destruction.

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The sun was much brighter than before. The sky more clear. His brothers...were much more angry than before. But Brick did not care. He walked up to Butch and snatched the cash right out of his palm.

"Hey, what gives?" Butch yelled but Brick was already out the door with the burlap sack in his hands.

They could bitch at him later. They could fight him. None of it would compare to what he had been wanting forever.

So that night, after he rang the doorbell to a penthouse apartment, he was met with pink eyes and red wine.

The burlap sack was dropped on her kitchen counter.

Then his hat.

Then his shirt.

Then his pants.

And he would do it again if she ever asked.

Would've, Could've, Should've.

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Thanks for reading!!

Xoxo Star

[goodbyegoodsprings]

hiii just read your tags about the dynamic between your courier and benny and i'd like to say that was so beautiful and i really loved it! also very curious about what's gonna happen when she finds him

aWAHHH THANKU THAT MEANS A LOT TO MEE, get followed new friend!!! ANYWAY like I said in the dumb in depth tag thing She isn't sure what she's going to do, but I personally believe it depends on where they both are in their lives. For my courier taking over the strip was NEVER in her plans and it accidentally made her have to be responsible.

(5 min doodle bc I love u) So if Benny somehow settled down/became a family man in-between the events of him running off and my courier finding him then she might try to worm her way in - claim she's not opposed to "sharing" and insisting he move the whole family/SO back to New Vegas seeing as she's got it working better than ever - She'd gloat hard. If he insisted she scram I think things would get... Messier. How do you take all that from someone, give them a "legacy" and then have the gall to tell HER to scram? I think she'd take everything from him - fair is fair after all right? If he wants revenge, or closure, or ANYTHING he can hike his ass all the way back to the strip like she had to. God she would want him to - the worst case scenario here is he runs off again or just gives up so she might stack the deck a little. However if she just finds Benny in a pathetic hovel, or beaten down then all the better. How thrilling it would be to pull a gun on him and give him a: "Well isn't this just a 18-carat run of bad luck." Only to laugh and tell him it's all gonna be alright. She would love to play savior here. Bundle him up, get a robot to drag him from the mud and care for the poor little guy... It could get downright domestic/fluff when he's taken back to the strip. I think she has a soft spot for him even if he fails to "complete" her the way she thinks he can. He can't, but maybe it would help to have a flesh and blood friend/partner to talk to - if you let her she'd only communicate with robotic creatures for the rest of her time and stick to quick trysts that mean very little outside scratching an itch but with him it's different. This "Connection" is a big thing to her, an Achilles heel - so this time she might ask Benny something dangerous; "Hold me will ya?" And how well that goes is up to your interpretation of Benny. He might be a rat and try to steal the whole thing out from under her, or maybe he likes having her at his side - even if she can be a little unpredictable or emotionally driven. Maybe it's endearing, maybe he just thinks he can control that fire. Either way, they're fun to think about.

(Old art bc ily might toss a bunch of old Plat art on my art account just bc of this ask thanks again ;u:)

[iamvegorott]

Would love to possibly see some fluff with Danti! I was thinking for the prompt gift giving or mistletoe!

“Your tie is so tight all that hot air gets stuck in that big head of yours!” 

“It’s much more presentable than an ill-fitting shirt and torn jeans!”

“It’s called being comfortable, tight-ass!”

“Are they arguing again?” Google groaned from the couch, pinching the bridge of his nose, a book resting on his leg. 

“Yep.” Bing popped the p, his head on Google’s lap and not looking away from the handheld game he was playing. “Happy holidays~” He sang and chuckled at himself. Anti and Dark’s voices were now the background noise to their moment.

“It hasn't been the holidays in almost two months, and we’ve yet to take down the decor,” Google muttered, looking around the room and still seeing the colorful tinsel and paper snowflakes and even the mistletoe hanging in the archway between the living room and the kitchen. 

“It’s not in the way and makes CJ and RJ happy.” Bing shrugged. 

“You’d be a lot more fun if you finally fished that stick out of your ass!”

“You’d be a lot more tolerable if you finally learned when to shut your mouth!” 

“Why does Dark keep insisting on allowing Anti to be over here if all they do is yell at each other?” Google closed his book, giving up on being able to focus for the time being. 

“I bet you could take a wild guess and figure it out.” Bing chuckled, already having a good idea, but kept it to himself since he wasn’t about to share his theory and get literally thrown if he was wrong. Hell, he’d probably still get thrown if he was correct. If there were full proof of it, then he’d be able to speak…somewhat freely. This was Dark, so proof or not, he could be a bit stubborn. 

“I think they’re coming to the living room.” Google sighed, setting his book aside and getting ready to stand up. Being in the same space as an arguing Anti and Dark was not the most fun since, oftentimes, one would get caught in the crossfire no matter what you do. 

“Maybe we can figure out what they’re fighting about.” Bing paused his game and rolled over, moving himself so he was lying fully across Google’s lap, and put his arms on the armrest. 

“Why do you care? It’s usually something petty.” Google was sighing again, debating whether he just wanted to lift Bing with him. 

“I’m curious.” Bing chuckled.

“You’re nosy.” Google teased with a light scoff. 

“A bit of both.” 

“What are you two robots up to?” Anti asked with a bit of a giggle, leaning back against the entrance to the room.

“Androids.” Google automatically corrected. 

“It is enough that you come here and bother me, but do you need to harass the other Ipliers as well.” Dark sighed as he stood at the entrance as well, and Bing couldn’t help himself from snickering. 

“What you laughing at?” Anti asked, tilting his head up to see what Bing pointed toward. “Well, look at that~” 

“Do I want to-” Dark stopped when he saw the mistletoe hanging above himself and Anti. “We really should take down the decor.” 

“You do know the rules of mistletoe, right, Darky?” Anti nearly had a purr to his voice. 

“The holidays have passed,” Dark stated. 

“Okay? And? Shut up and come here.” Anti seemed a bit too excited about the situation and grabbed Dark by the front of his bazer to yank him into a kiss. 

“Ayo!” Bing cheered, breaking out into a loud laugh. He was waiting to see if his theory was correct or if Dark would push Anti away. There was a pause before something finally snapped, and Bing got his answer as Dark placed firm hands on Anti’s waist and pulled him in as close as possible, continuing the kiss. Bing wasn’t able to see if it went any further than that since Google placed a hand over his eyes. “Dude!” 

“You’re in public.” Google reminded, and all Bing heard was a laugh from Anti. The static feeling on his tongue told him Anti had left, likely taking Dark with him. 

“Did that answer your question?” Bing asked as Google lowered his hand.

“It did, and I wish to never witness it again.”