#and they were miners

[fieldofheathers-stuff]

The mines they kept us in.

Quick(ish) greyscale study because I wanted ti practice. I got tired midway and probably won't finish it. Posting it anyway because it's not so bad.

Yes I know that you shouldn't smoke in a mine, but there's no OSHA in Zaun.

[plain-and-simple-ninja]

i know close to nothing about working in the mines, especially in a fantasy/steampunk setting, but. what was silco even doing there?????

vander? sure, he's an absolute unit of a man, he has HUGE MUSCLES, he could probably dig in the bedrock with his bare hands without breaking a sweat. minecraft steve style

but silco??? SILCO???? walking toothpick silco? this noodle-armed skinny legend? he's a stiff breeze away from flying off ffs

this twink was built either for fashion or for leading a criminal underground empire, not hard labour. what. was. he. doing. in. the. mines.

felicia is more fitted to work in the mines than he is ffs.

seriously someone has to explain it to me asap

[blueskyscribe]

Personally I do think Darkwing was acting on his own when he tossed Orion and D-16 into the lowest sub-level.

If Sentinel wanted to punish two miners, he'd just do it. Getting demoted was common for lower class bots, it even happened to Elita. No one would blame Sentinel, he was idolized. Even Orion, the rebel, seemed totally prepared to accept a punishment.

I think Sentinel was telling the truth about mining production being up and was planning a little propaganda tour for D-16 and Orion. And when they disappeared he shrugged and said they died of their injuries because it was the first excuse he thought of.

So basically Darkwing accidentally kicked off a revolution and civil war.

[geotranny]

Muscovite thin section from mineralogy lab today

[astralzeraphias]

a tool to be used

[dredgesnails]

i really wanted more gem and mumbo interactions this series because they were so fun in secret life but i really didn't think it would culminate in mumbo spending the better half of his series desperately trying to kill gem to the point of begging and pleading only to end up dying multiple times himself. and yet it was still everything i wanted and more

[joyfulsanctuary]

Little Pixel Inktober 2024, Day 25:

Elli!! 💕

[cuchufletapl]

This is one of my favourite omake comics simply because, as a matter or fact, Ed has canonically gotten wasted out of his mind in the manga. In chapter fucking three, actually.

"Never, ever." Arakawa is so funny and for what.

[jtl-fics]

Fluent Freshman - Part 44

PREV

The flight up to New York is a pleasant one.

The time in the airport itself had been less pleasant. Matt, as it turns out, is a firm believer in arriving with just enough time to check a bag, get through security, and get to the gate. He had claimed up, down, left, and right that he had it down to a science.

No matter how many times Smith had wondered about the scientific rigor of this 'science' he still kept it to himself. There was no need for Smith to voice his uncertainty with this plan because Kevin well and truly had it covered.

"You're giving us only an hour to check bags, get through security, and get to our gate?!" Kevin demands.

"Kevin, if you wanted to be there earlier then you could have asked Andrew to give yo a ride." Matt says. "We'll be fine."

"You know what Neil and Andrew get like when they have a long roadtrip ahead of them." Kevin argues.

"All lovey-dovey?" Nicky asks as Aaron makes a gagging sound.

"No, well yes, but no they always stop and buy all of the worst food too." Kevin reminds. "I'm just concerned about us missing our flight! We have barely enough time!" Kevin huffs crossing his arms.

"You're wrong anyways." Aaron says idly as he continues to text with Katelyn.

"How am I wrong?!" Kevin demands.

"We also have to park within that hour that Matt has left us with." Aaron says looking up from his phone.

"Matt!" Kevin squawks.

"It'll be fine." Matt reassures for the 2nd time.

"We all have checked bags!" Kevin exclaims, "What if we miss our flight?!" he wails.

"It'll be fine!" Matt repeats.

"No it won't!" Kevin exclaims.

---

It was fine.

The only real delays they met were at security.

Smith prided himself on being efficient in the security line. He has his watch off, his phone and ID secured in a zipped jacket pocket, his backpack and electronics in separate trays, and his shoes ready to be slipped off.

So he was shamed to have been the cause of the first delay when the TSA agent wouldn't wave Smith through the metal detector since she didn't realize he was there. That had been a whole anxiety attack and a half as the line had formed up behind him all wondering what the hold-up was.

Finally she seemed to startle as she realized that Smith had been standing there waiting and waved him through.

The other delay was that Kevin got patted down after he had forgotten to empty his 'emergency' water bottle.

It was probably for the best that they didn't have to be in the airport for that long. Every announcement that it was very important to not leave your bag unattended made him worry that with every blink somehow someone had slipped a bomb into his backpack.

While it was on his back.

As he was running with the rest of his friends to their gate.

"It just had to be the gate on the other end of the terminal." Aaron huffs.

"It would have been 100% perfect if someone hadn't left their water bottle in their bag despite the, let me check, 3,820 signs that said remove all liquids from your carry-ons!" Matt says as they continues to run.

"I said I forgot!" Kevin yells back from his spot at the front of the pack. Smith was under the distinct impression that Kevin was keeping pace with them since he had seen the Striker move much faster on the court and during warm-ups.

"We could have forgiven that!" Nicky pants, "Why did you have to slam the whole thing to prove that it was 'just water'?" he asks.

"Because I wanted to prove I wasn't a national security threat!" Kevin says. "I'll be going to the Olympics in a couple years and I can't have that on my record." he continues as he rounds a corner.

"What record?!" Smith asks suddenly worried that there was a record.

"Smithy, there's no record Kevin's just an idiot. An idiot who got patted down, tested for explosives, and had his carry-on searched." Nicky huffs.

"You don't know that there's not a record! The record everything nowadays!" Kevin huffs and their gate is in sight.

"Kevin, just shut up!" Aaron exclaims as they reach the line for their flight.

"Wait why aren't any of you getting shitty with Smiths?!" Kevin asks.

"His delay was like a minute and more importantly NOT HIS FAULT!" Nicky defends.

"He should have just walked through!" Kevin argues.

"Oh it's fine if he gets a record but not you?!" Aaron asks.

"So there is a record?!" Smith asks again.

They reach the line and the largely empty area around their gate is more than enough evidence that this was the final boarding. Smith breathed a sigh of relief as he took his place in line behind Nicky.

"The lines pretty slow, I'm going to go get a water." Kevin says and before any of them can say anything he is off towards a busy looking Newsweek store.

"I cannot believe him." Aaron huffs.

"All that water he just drank and is about to drink? He has lost window seat privileges." Matt pants wiping sweat from his brow.

"Agreed." Nicky says.

Smith laughed between panting breaths. His stomach hurt a bit from the stress of running but it was fine.

They get on the plane without Kevin and head to their seats. Most of the overhead storage is taken up at this point but Smith slides his bag under the middle seat in front of him after Matt

In the end, Kevin barely made it onto the plane in time since he got caught up in deciding on water. "You're in my seat." Kevin says as the only man not yet seated.

"I am not about to spend this flight getting up every 2 minutes because you have to pee." Matt says, "Abby didn't used to need to take all those pitstops when we're on the bus." Matt adds.

"I hate the aisle, the cart could hit my legs." Kevin argues.

"Then you can sit in the middle if Smith's willing to move." Matt says.

"You can have the middle Kevin." Smith offers actually preferring the aisle seat since then he doesn't have to ask anyone to move for him.

"I hate the middle seat, there is no room." Kevin crosses his arms.

"Smith is like only 3 inches shorter than you and he's not complaining." Matt continues.

"It's an important 3 inches."

"I bet it is."

"Nicky, are you serious?"

"What?!"

"There is an uninvolved member of the public, right there."

"He's wearing headphones it's fine!"

---

It's fine.

Eventually Kevin takes the middle seat if for no other reason than Matt stubbornly pretends to go to sleep but absolutely does not want the aisle seat either.

Smith gives it up and ends up with his own preferred seat while Kevin pointedly takes both of the arm rests, as is his right. The plane ride progresses smoothly from there. Smith has always liked flying. There is always a sense that the second that he gets onto the plane and the door closes he has absolutely zero control over what happens afterwards.

That is a nice comfort.

He pays attention to the safety briefing, finds his nearest exit, and that he should secure the bag over his own face before securing it on Kevin's.

He puts his headphones on and tries not to think about the anxiety of meeting the 'girls'.

He has heard much about the 'girls'.

Allison Reynolds. Allison was someone who's legacy existed even outside of the team. Smith didn't know much about fashion but a Reynolds bet remained a solid practice within Palmetto. She was, undeniably, absolutely gorgeous and if Kevin was to be believed 'kind of a bitch'. Nicky had swatted his arm but had said that it was not entirely inaccurate but like 'in the best way'.

Dan Wilds. He met Dan. Dan was nice. Also, if Matt was to be believed, the best human to ever walk the planet earth. The reason the sun rose in the east and set in the west. The gravitational pull that held the universe together. If Andrew is to be believed, she's fine.

Renee Walker. Renee was the one who taught Andrew how to use knives. His friend has talked warmly of her, in the way that Andrew talks warmly about anyone which is mentioning them at all. She was the one that Smith was the most anxious about meeting.

Kevin turns his nose up at the ginger ale that Smith gets but he's allowed these now per his actual doctors orders.

1 hour left until arriving at JFK.

He hopes this ginger ale is enough to calm his stomach since he's still not allowed Pepto.

MASTERPOST FOR ALL PARTS OF FLUENT FRESHMAN AU

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[bokujou-monogatari]

[angel-fruitcake]

look i'm a destiel truther but this picture,,,,,

[transingthoseformers]

Do you think any of the concessions miners would have followed Megatron and the High Guard at the end of tfone? Imagine if some of did, they would never have received their t- cogs when Optimus restarted the Well.

What if Megatron went back and harvested t-cogs from the fallen guards to give to his cogless followers? Or better still, what if he recovered the bodies of the other Primes and gave them their cogs.

Maybe that could be the origin of tfone Tarn and the djd?

Ooo I mean, it makes sense at least SOME of them would join Megs, right?? After all, they knew him just as much as they knew Optimus/Orion and you cannot tell me all of them agreed with Optimus/Orion

(also because you cannot tell me that ALL of Iacon joined the autobots and JUST the high guard became Megatron's decepticons)

That being the origin of the DJD in this universe would be fascinating

[decepti-geek]

tbh an important part of my take on the 'don't be like Sentinel' question is that hours earlier D16 had very decidedly assumed leadership of the High Guard, after which any attempt at resolving his very understandable personal trauma via murder was also, on a wider affects-everyone/your-new-power-means-something scale, inherently going to count as a military coup.

yknow. the thing Sentinel did to assume power/hand it over to the quintessons in the first place

[thisisapersonintheinternet]

LILLIAAAAAAAA!!!!

I love her so much, too bad you can't marry her....

[quibbs126]

So I’m probably not the first person to question this, but what did Sentinel do with all the T-cogs he stole from the miners?

I get that he took them to create a lower class of Cybertronians to work in the mines to pay off his debt to the Quintessons, I know why he did it. I just don’t know what he did with those hundreds of T-cogs he now has as a result

Correct me if I’m wrong, but I’m pretty sure the movie ends with the miners being granted new cogs, not receiving their old ones back. So where are the old ones?

Did he put them in those drone guards of his? Did he smelt them down or destroy them for some amount of Energon within them? Are they just locked away in some basement somewhere? Did he maybe give them to the Quintessons?

[chaosmachineplays]

The last day 31, Denouement.

I had a lot of fun with this, this was honestly amazing and Happy Halloween!