#because he got like 10 bots following and messaging him

[palarii]

HC that Scam doesn’t send Jodie “I’m coming home” messages,

He just sends scam alerts saying “Hot Dilfs In Your Area!” and Jodie doesn’t know whether it’s his paramour or a virus, but he clicks on it all the time anyway

[bluewatersfairy]

homebody - l.b.

loosely inspired by homebody by kalin white (a/n: i've been wanting to use this song for a longgg time)

synopsis: requested by @bemybinarystar! two people meet by chance on an app that thrives on anonymity and begin an x-rated relationship with one another filled with late night video calls.

warnings: mature content, MINORS DNI!! depictions of sex work, mutual masturbation.

word count: 3.2k

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Melo grabbed his laptop and climbed on top of his bed, checking one last time that there were no tell-tale signs in view that would make him identifiable.  This had become a part of his routine and what was once him being cautious was now a natural habit.  He originally didn’t care, it never even crossed his mind, but she had told him he needed to, she didn’t want to know who he was.  That was weird for him to hear too, it reminded him of how different this relationship was.  If you could call it a relationship.

When he had first discovered her, he was doom scrolling on the type of site that was created for late-night rendezvous.  He’d convinced himself he was just curious, he’d laugh about it later and go back to the more traditional way of fulfilling his needs.  But then he saw her smile and he had to stop scrolling.  Her description was limited, her height, tag name, and that she was drawn to the anonymity of the site; tell me something good and maybe we can figure something out.

The only reason Melo had even caught her attention was because his profile looked like a cheap bot: 2 tall, 2 long, fire’n’ice, was all his profile said.  His request sat in her inbox for two days until he sent her another message, ‘you ever think about castles?  they got pretty ones by the lakes in lithuania.’  It was a bizarre opening, but it got him out of her requests and into her inbox.

They messaged back and forth for a full week before anything remotely sexual was discussed.  Melo liked that she wasn’t jumping at his every response and that it looked like she had a life too.  During that week, they hadn’t shared much about themselves, but he felt like she was investigating him, despite the very few questions she asked.  The first time he received the app notification that she’d sent him a picture, his palms started getting sweaty.  

He locked himself in his room, something that would become routine, laid back on his bed and opened her message thread.  It was a tasteful shot of her full thighs and ass peaky out of a red silk slip.  Her deep amber skin against the scarlet made him gulp.  It was so little, nothing he hadn’t seen before, but it pulled his interest and ignited his curiosity.  She had waited for him to see the message before she sent the follow up, ‘your turn…”

Melo had spent the next 10 minutes cleaning his floor and checking that nothing could be seen in the background from his messy room.  He spat in his palm and stroked his hard-on till it was raging and grown.  He held the base of his shaft with one hand and took a photo with the other before sending it through.  

That was two months ago and though neither of them had asked many personal questions, there was this unspoken bond between them.  She didn’t need him to say when he’d had a rough day, and he knew how she needed to be talked to.  He found himself thinking of her at the worst of times and turning to her when he needed a boost.  In return, he’d transfer undisclosed amounts of money to her account.  Again, this was something they hadn’t really talked about, it was an unspoken agreement.

Of course, she never expected him to be so generous.  

At first, she assumed that it was an attempt to impress her and keep her interested in him.  She had told him after maybe a week of exchanging racy pictures that she offered more, but for it to be fair to the other people she entertained, he had to pay a small fee that he felt reflected their time together.  The beauty of the site that she considered her secret life was that she got to choose her clients and could easily report and block people if they ever became aggressive or obsessive.  She’d always managed to attract men who exhibit something she’s attracted to, but she knew “fire’n’ice” was closer to her age and clearly in a high position, and that image was addictive to her.  

When he had first sent her a large sum out of the blue, she’d been 3 hours deep in official documents.  She imagined him in a similar position, probably in slacks and a white button up, trapped in his office thinking about taking her at his desk.  She’d quickly excused herself, citing lady problems, and clicked off to the employee bathroom.

Melo, who was standing in his kitchen heating up one of the several protein-based meals he had made weekly, received a message with 3 attachments.  She was spreading herself open for him, and had framed her tits in such a way, he just wanted to latch on.  He’d groaned loudly and abandoned his meal in favour of his room.  His cock was tight against his pants and the second he freed it, he felt the ache take over his body.  

He squeezed his eyes shut and pictured her, imagining how she posed.  He thrust into his fist and straggled words flew out of his mouth.  In the haze of the moment, he grabbed his phone and opened the camera. 

“Look at my fuckin’ cock, babygirl, look how hard it is for you.” He spat as he finished his sentence, needing more moisture so he could fuck his hand better.  “I bet you’d love to choke on my big fuckin’ dick, aye baby?  I’d fuck your face and finish all over your tits.”  

He paid no mind to what he was saying, he was just talking shit as he thrusted harder and faster into his hand.  His cum spurted all over his desk, some of it landing on his phone screen.  He swore and stopped the recording before bending over, his chest heaving.  He’d never thought to do something like that before.  She hadn’t even made a video for him, she’d only ever sent pictures.  What had she done to him?

The video worked in Lamelo’s favour in more ways than he could have possibly known.  She already had a growing soft spot for mr. fire’n’ice but that video sent him to the top of her list.  He was the first client she reached out to during the days and his sessions were always top priority for her.  It didn’t have much to do with the money, she was just drawn to him in every way a person can be to someone they’ve never met or even seen properly.  He even had her questioning if she should take a step back from her other clients and just entertain him.  

It was bad.  Unprofessional even.  But she couldn’t stop herself.

LaMelo was still checking his background when her call came in, popping up on his screen with her explicit profile icon highlighted with a red ring.  He pressed the green button and did one final adjustment to his laptop so all she could see was below his neck.  He always wore a black wife-beater so that his chest tattoo was mostly covered but so she could still get a good view of his toned torso and the ever growing bulge in his shorts.

“Hi pretty boy,” her ruby red lips pulled into a grin on his screen.  She looked like she was laying on her stomach, her tits pushed together under a slip of vibrant material.  

“‘Sup baby,” Melo swiped his tongue across his bottom lip, “you lookin’ edible.”

She giggled as she ran her hand down her neck before reaching somewhere off camera.  She was sitting up, he realised, before she brought something of a prop on screen.

“I was gonna say I found these today and thought of you,” she giggled again, “I know you’re much bigger, but you can’t tell me that’s not a close match.”  Melo smirked as he watched her twirl two rainbow lolly-cocks in the camera.  

“They not that girthy, you could still fit them in your mouth easy,” Melo felt his dick twitch as she rested her pouty lips on the tip of the lolly.

“Are you saying your dick won’t fit in my mouth?” she bit on her bottom lip and dragged her hand down her chest as she spoke.

“I’m sayin’ it won’t be easy.”  Melo’s hand moved to the bulge in his pants and he gently palmed it.

“I like a challenge,” she smiled, “I’ll make sure it fits baby, you know I’m a good girl for you.”

“Show me.” 

His voice was raspy, and his dick was hard.  She’d caught him at the perfect time and he knew she could tell just how desperate he was for her.  He didn’t care that she knew anymore.  Truthfully, he thought it showed how well they knew each other and how much he trusted her.  

“Of course baby,” she grinned before adjusting her laptop camera slightly.  

Melo watched closely as she spat on the tip of the lolly cock and used her tongue to glide it down.  Kitten licks and teasing kisses quickly turned into her pouty lips wrapped around the head.  The wet sounds her mouth made against the hard lolly did nothing but strengthen the pulse in Melo’s cock.  He swiped his tongue across his bottom lip before readjusting himself, watching as she pushed the lolly further into her mouth.  

“You’re such a good girl, baby,” Melo pushed out with his head leaning back.  He watched her through his eyelashes, picturing her wrapped around him.  His chest rose and fell at a steady pace and his skin flushed pink.  He was getting caught up in the thick of things, he barely processed her transitioning from the lolly cock to one of her dildos.

It was one they had purchased together.  It was a late night call, much like they were currently on, and she had wanted to find something a bit different for the two of them.  Her screen was shared with him as they scrolled through an adult website.  Every now and then Melo would point out one, whether he was being serious or joking was always up for interpretation.  

“I want something that’s like you,” she said sheepishly when Melo had asked why he was involved, “it’s like torture seeing such a pretty and big dick and not be able to ride it.”  

They’d found a dildo similar to his size and when it came in the mail a week later, Melo received a video of her putting it in her mouth, popping it out and pushing it between her tits.  She said she wouldn’t to anything else without him, but he was out of town and sharing a room so it would be a minute until he was going to be able to be alone with her.  It ended up being one of their better calls.  Melo could barely keep his eyes open by the end of it, he felt so fucked out and exhausted, you’d think she had actually been there to suck the soul out of him.  He’d jokingly texted her the next morning saying he had a sore wrist.  It wasn’t a complete joke though, many coaches commented on his shooting being off that day at practice. 

“Oh baby,” she moaned through the camera as she pulled the rubber cock out of her mouth, “touch yourself baby, show me how you stroke it.”

Melo was rock hard.  He hissed as he ran his hand up his thick shaft and circled his thumb over his throbbing head, spreading his leaked pre-cum so she could see it.  She spat on her dildo as he squirted lube on himself.  

“Follow my pace baby,” she instructed, “you know how much I love to push you.”

“I’ll do whatever you say baby,” Melo swallowed and began to stroke his dick as she jacked the dildo.  She switched between going fast and slow, bringing different sounds out of Melo as she encouraged him.  She moaned at every twitch of his dick and felt herself growing hotter and hotter with each stroke.

“Fuck,” she spat out as Melo had to let go of his cock, his head thrown back and his eyes squeezed shut, “you wanna cum don’t you baby?”

“I don’t wanna,” Melo groaned as he smacked his cock, “you just drive me crazy Ma.”  His eyes refocused on his screen to find she’d changed positions.

She was sitting now, her thighs spread so her pussy was on full display.  Melo cussed at the sight of it.  Even through the camera he could tell she was just as heated as he was.  She was visibly swollen and practically dripping.  She giggled as she slipped her fingers through her folds, a visible tremble running through her at the same time.

“Look how ready I am for you,” she moaned as she fingered her clit, “you’d stretch me out so good with that big cock.”

“I’d give you the fuck of your life,” Melo gripped his cock again, “have yo ass screamin’.”

She picked up the dildo from her side and rubbed the tip against her entrance, “tell me baby,” she hummed, “tell me how you’d do me.”

“I’d fuck you in so many ways,” he started to jerk his cock again.  “God, I’d fuck you into your mattress baby, giving you the deepest strokes of your life.  You’ve never had a dick like this.”

“No I haven’t,” she whined, pushing the dildo inside her, “you’d have to go slow with me, I wanna make sure I feel every inch of you.”  she let out a gasp of a pet name, her free hand gripping on to her tit.

“God just the sight of your cock makes me feel crazy,” her hips were moving against her hand, pushing the rubber cock in and out, trying desperately to match Melo’s pace.  If he could function enough to think of anything at that moment, he’d appreciate her commitment to making it feel like they were together, fucking.  But his brain wasn’t working anymore.  Everything that came to mind was nothing shy of filth. 

“It’s all yours baby, and you’d look so fucking good bouncing on top of it.”

She moaned at his words, her tits bouncing as she fucked herself harder.  

“This big fucking dick is all yours, whenever you want it, I don’t care where, it’s yours.”

His room filled with a mix of her moans, his heavy breathing and the sound of his hand beating his cock, slapping with how fast he was jerking.

“Oh and this pussy is all yours daddy,” she moaned loudly, “I’m all yours baby.  You can put that pretty dick whereever you want and use me for whatever you need.  I just need you all over me daddy, your big hands wrapped in my hair, around my throat.”

“I’ll slut you out baby,” Melo groaned as he chased her words, “I’ll make you cum so much the whole world gon’ hear.”  

“I’m gonna cum,” she all but screamed, “keep talking, tell me baby, I want to hear you.”

“I’ll fuck you from behind in the mirror, baby.  Smack yo’ ass and pull your hair and make you look me in the eye while you cum all over my big dick.”  Melo repressed a loud moan and swallowed hard.  “We gon’ fuck all night, baby, the second you cum, I’m sticking it right back in there.  I’ll make it so you won’t be able to walk in the morning.”

Melo watched her body react to his words and struggled to process the sight. Her chest was heaving, fucking the dildo in and out of her hole with her hand tight on her clit.  She swore over and over again until her words were nothing but moans and Melo saw everything reach it’s peak.  She pulled the dildo out of her and did everything she could to stop her thighs from clamping shut.

“Holy fuck,” she gasped with her head thrown back and her hands jammed between her thighs.  She collasped against whatever was behind her and Melo watched her spread herself open and squirt.  “Oh baby, I’m cumming so fucking hard.”

Melo just about double over, letting out the loudest moans and groans he’d ever made as his load spurted out of his tip.  He massaged his balls and watched his seed cover his lower stomach and parts of his laptop.

“Fuck,” he sighed as he leaned back and let his dick stand to its own want.  

For a minute, the two of them didn’t move, just panting heavily staring at one another.  Occasionally, he’d stroke his shaft and rub his balls at the same time to see if he had anything left.  She was the first one to move, laying back down to the position she’d been in when the call started.

“Every time I think we’ve reached our peak, you go and do the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” she giggled as she put one of her fingers to her lips.

“Tell me how that pussy tastes babe,” he said, his voice audibly strained.  She smirked and put her fingers in her mouth, sucking them off.

“It tastes sweet and creamy,” she let her wet fingers drag down her naked torso to her nipples.

“You’re a fuckin’ problem,” Melo grinned and shook his head, reaching for the rag he washed for this call.

“I’m a problem?” she giggled, pointing to herself, “you’re the one who’s got me thinking of throwing all the policies out the window.”

“Policies?” Melo asked, suddenly brought out of his post-nut daze.  “What are you tryna say?”

“I don’t know,” she admitted with a shrug, “but don’t you feel it too?  Don’t you want to see my face?  Know my name?”

“I want all of the above, baby,” Melo pulled his laptop closer to him.  “Are you saying there’s more we could do?”

“I’m just thinking out loud here,” she hesitated, “you’re the first person I feel like I’d be safe sharing my secrets with.”  What was she saying?

It was a big confession, she wants to elevate things.  Melo couldn’t decide if it was his money or him but he really didn’t care.  He wanted to have her name and he wanted her to know his name.  But it’s unique, and she’d know exactly who he was if he said it.

Fuck it.

“LaMelo,” he rushed to say, spitting it out before he could think twice.  “I’m LaMelo.”

She smiled wide and he watched as she reached out to her laptop screen and pushed it back slightly.

“I’m Y/N,” she giggled.

LaMelo repeated her name, letting it pass through his lips to see how it’d feel saying it.

“So Y/N,” Melo smiled as he pushed his laptop screen a bit too, showing more of him, “if I offered to fly you out, would you say no?”

“Oh baby,” she smirked, “I’d be there in a heartbeat.  I want all that dick in real life.”

“Aight, bet,” Melo picked up his phone from beside him, “you give me a date and I’ll work out all the rest.”

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Edit: To all the people reblogging this, I'm sorry you have had to deal with this too. And yes, you can put this in your pinned post! Stay safe <3

Edit 2: I am pro Palestine and want to do everything I can to help but I'm not financially or mentally well enough to do much. I'm not in support of these people dying. Also, this post isn't just about Palestine. It's about ALL asks for donations. I'm not doing favouritism or racism. I just can't deal with it. Don't harass me for expressing boundaries.

Edit 3: Yes, this post might seem controversial. But I did literally make this for my own personal experience and didn't expect it to get more than 12 notes or so. You can agree with this post, pin this post, reblog this post, I don't care really. But don't add opposing views because quite frankly, it's none of your business. It's not my problem and I didn't mean for this post to get so many notes. Edit 2 mostly covered what I'm trying to say here, but don't use the number of notes as an excuse to fight me. I just want a peaceful Tumblr experience. Also, if you are reblogging this, don't trauma dump. I keep notifications on for this post so that I can block people harassing me before shit escalates, so I can see every reblog. You can screenshot and repost if you want to talk about your problems, but honestly its no better seeing people saying "I'm bankrupt and I just got kicked out by my family. I also have a history of abuse and those images are so triggering that I want to die". That doesn't help me. Make your own post to say that. Please

[pedropascalunofficial]

@thesweetestdecline

I'm guessing if that's your defence then you don't have support around you. I'm sorry you're only finding out now what your friends are like.

Ms Peacock used some of us too. Pretending that she was a friend so we'd share info we'd found for fun with her. She seemed so cool and would share info with us so we wanted to gather more for her. Then we realised Ms Peacock was just using us to build her gossip blog. She was trading our info between us to keep us motivated. Using us. Encouraging us to go further and further into rabbit holes so she could share tiny bits of tea and get noticed by acquaintances of Pedro's who might give her something credible and news worthy. (We have major regrets, so we decided to do something positive instead.)

She has zero real friends in this fandom. R*sa is just for access to real estate resources and coz shes in Sebastianos dms too. Col Mustard is used for his access to and distribution of unlicenced pics and his access to 4k software. W*key S**l is just because she's good at searching for info. Hol C*rm*n is just because she used to live near him, and they share friends.

Look around. Everyone has a role to play. You're just a commodity to her until you aren't and then you're out on your arse with a poor defense.

So let's discuss who is dishonest here.

Is it me, the person who has provided evidence for each point made in a call out post? Who has held on to evidence which has been provided by multiple people who for years have been victims to you guys' bullshit, harassment and bullying.

I've owned up to crossing many lines in trying to find info on my fav, but I owned it and changed my ways. I used the info to help people. It doesn't make me a good person or absolve me from it. I'm a terrible person, but I'm honest about it and tried to make amends and protect people.

Or is it you who is dishonest?

With your piss poor defense of some really dark shit?

With your copycat IG account (of an account that just got deleted🤔) that causes you so much frustration you attack people for not liking it?

With your yo-yo follower counts? These were all taken yesterday.

8:50 am - 69.8k

2:10 pm - 70.2k. This is a gain of 4000 in 5 hours and 20 minutes. Wow. That has to be a record.

11:25 pm - 69.4k

Those bots just keep getting wiped huh? That's tough coz they're expensive. It's worth it is you can reign supreme though right?! Maybe if you're at the top with no competition that'll make all this shit worth it.

Buying followers to ensure your fake “supremacy.” Your engagement is less than 5% of your “followers,” when it should be double that for genuine organic followers. Just sayin

Your repost the other day was a fuck up on my part. You ever wonder why people have pulled their stories of your stuff early. Yeah, sorry but no one wants to be seen near you when they're reminded you were the one who was blocked and why. (Btw, It’s just a button love. He pressed a button and unblocked you. Doesn't clear you of shit. Some ppl just don't like the bad energy blocks bring.) Coco was informed how bad the fandom is. She was appalled. She muted her messages a while later so when she shared we couldn't get through the same channel on time. Then Pedro shared it and it was too late. Shit happens. (These posts will save me so much work in future.) It's not about keeping you down btw. It's about warning ppl they're being used and tracked. That's not a nice feeling. Maybe you guys could stop now you see ppls responses to hearing and seeing this.

It was just a fuck up. Like the pic Col Mustard got shared. (Don’t think I've forgotten about you👋) Everybody makes mistakes sometimes. 🤷‍♀️

By the way, I'm well aware I sound full on insane with these posts. I don't give a fuck coz it's all worth it to let ppl know you've been a fucking nightmare for years.

No need to worry about my family btw. They're doing really well all things considered 💜 I'm not the one spending my life making Pedro Pascal my whole personality, wasting time at work on my fandom stuff or using my kids' issues as a defense for my bullshit.

Your phone looks great btw. Totally normal for a woman in their forties.

Oh and just a note. It's illegal to post pics from dms but since you've done it to me I'd like to take this opportunity to share this with you. Great timing on your part😁

At no time did I mention your name or indicate who you were in the storytime post. You outed yourself.

Links to the full Story Time series

STORY TIME - Clue

Why has Pedro Pascal's fandom turned to shit?

Ms Green, Ms Peacock and Col Mustard killed it with questionable actions in the chatroom.

(*Please note other characters, actions and locations were also involved but I'm too tired to compile it all rn coz you know ive got real life responsibilities✌️)

Let's begin at the start of the list.

1.01 Stalked him

• Ms Peacock asks

• Ms Green responds by lying to the OP flight attendant

1.02 Used It For Clout in order to gather more information

• Ms Peacock Posts

"so long-time mutual I talk to very occasionally DM'd me to say their cousin who works/lives at a certain Lake Louise hotel messaged that P checked in yesterday afternoon"

2.01 Tracked his and his friends activity

• Ms Peacock asks

• Ms Green answers

"I used an app to identify the red berries. They are highbush cranberries and the evergreen he posted on Sunday is of the juniper tree family. Jesus sometimes I question my sanity🤣"

Using a plant app to identify berries? You should question your sanity. That’s creepy and stalkerish.

2.02 The person got blocked and used the news for clout

They did not go through your tags....

Notes

Just to correct some info here. Your version is not the real story, this is....

• You commented on Artedepascals pic of Sebastianos dog. That isn't related to you being blocked by Sebastiano, but it does make things interesting for the readers at home who now wonder why you thought artedepascal's post might be relevant to that situation. Freudian slip, perhaps? She's done fuck all but block you. She blocked your IG account because she used to get bullied for displaying neurodivergent traits and you run a whole account doing just that. That pissed you off so you blamed Arte for the hate you were getting from a specific IP.

• You then went after Pascalisfrenchpunk when she reduced her interactions with your account yet continued to share artedepascal and others.

• Before I get to the real story, we need to talk about "the unhinged person", the one who sent you so much hate. You have said you have received multiple hateful and vicious anons from an account in a specific state. You blamed Arte for this in dms. I've explained your anons weren't Arte, and it's probably the "licence plate lady". You told me what state they originated from on your tracker. I've explained that Arte uses an VPN because she's cautious about trackers and Internet safety. I explained that Licence plate Lady lives in the same state and has been caught red handed sending hate filled asks to many people in the fandom. Licence Plate Lady has previously forgotten to put her asks anonymous and has abused others in the fandom. You refused to even consider the possibility of anyone else could be sending you hate and you focused on Arte. What's that about?

• The screenshots, account links, bios, were required to inform your supposed fav about your fucking bullshit that was intruding on his life. It's really quiet since, huh?! Yeah, your bullshit crossed a line.

Before you even try, don’t play the victim! You lot have been off the charts insane with the level of bullshit you've done, and Pedro and his friends have a right to protect themselves. They are not your playthings!

• You had interacted with Sebastiano using your personal account in dms and comments. Doing so made it easier for you to go unnoticed as a Pedro fan. He was trusting and interacted with you as he believed you were showing a genuine interest in him. Neither your account name nor content offended him enough to block you.

• Sebastiano blocked you after you sent him a New Yorker cartoon using your personal IG account. This allowed you to view his Instagram activity tracker, which shows a green dot when the account holder is online. You then cross-referenced this with Pedros instagram posts and likes which you noticed were unusually timed considering their possible locations. From this, you determined they were interacting privately. You told people what you were doing. Well, they contacted him to warn him. The reason he blocked your fan IG and not your personal IG which you used to track him is that he had deleted the dms and had no evidence except your admissions through tumblr which account had wronged him. Didn't you notice that his activity tracker was deactivated?

Clue - you guys killed it

Two questions

When it's written down in black and white, can you see this is all insane or are you just creating your defence?

Can you leave Artedepascal and Pascalisfrenchpunk2.0 alone now since they haven't done anything to you?

I would just like to add that I'm not happy about sharing any of this publicly, however this psychotic bullshit has to stop. It's taking a lot of effort to compile everything as there is so much work on so I'm sorry I'm slow. Thank you to everyone who has helped get peoples voices heard.

Storytime - Why did Pedro Pascal go quiet on socials?

Storytime - Deuxmoi

Storytime - Canada

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choi yeonjun. nancy mcdonie. lee gahyeon. kim sunwoo. kim doyeon. choi san. kim sihyeon. yang jeongin.

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choi yeonjun.

5'11. 21 yrs old. September 13th, 1999. virgo. blood type a. born in seoul, south korea

at age 14 yeonjun was sent to a boarding school in japan, this is where he discovered his...tendencies. halfway through his first year he met a girl, kang iseul. he was instantly infatuated with her, he had an impulsive urge to know every little thing about her. to do so he befriended her, using his appearance and charms to win her over and eventually made her his. the euphoric rush that ran through his body when she was officially his was like nothing he'd ever felt before. she was finally his and he didn't intend on letting go, not without a fight at least. he was in for a shock when one day she tried to run away after his true colors started to show. unfortunately her best friend was killed by yeonjun for trying to help her, but she did escape.

he's a switch with no lean. a hard/soft dom or obedient sub all just depends on his mood and how he's feeling

[ PROFILE 2. ]

nancy mcdonie.

5'4. 21 yrs old. april 13th, 2000. aries. blood type o. born in daegu, south korea.

nancy was always a little obsessed with things, she'd go through phases too. she would find one new hobby/thing that intrigued her and hyper fixate on it for a few months. then, just like that it would be forgotten as if it had never happened. it started from a young age too, so when she would tell all her friends and family about the boy she met it came as no surprise to them. soon enough he was all she talked about, all she cared about, it was true obsession. everyone around her thought that it was just a phase like everything else, but they were sadly mistaken. the day he broke up with her, she lashed out. screaming that he couldn't break up with her, no she wouldn't let him break up with her. even after that day she would never stop talking about him, she tried to stay involved with his life as much as she could and even ended up scaring away any potential lovers. she never stopped either, until she had no choice when he moved away.

she's a sub, usually obedient but can be bratty if she's in a mood.

ストーカー型 [ sutookaa-gata ] stalker.

"how did I know? I'm always with you, following you...watching you...it's only because I love you"

[ PROFILE 3. ]

lee gahyeon.

5'3. 22 yrs old. february 3rd, 1999. aquarius. blood type ab. born in seongnam, south korea.

she was so excited when her crush asked her out, she couldn't contain herself. the problem was, it's difficult to get to know someone when you already know everything about them. she'd been stalking him ever since he caught her eye, every single day. she'd follow him to and from school, to his friends house, wherever he went she usually wasn't far behind. he could never find out about that side of her though, so she played along. laughing at childhood stories she heard him tell previously, pretending to be shocked when learning things she already knew. even after they began dating she continued to stalk him, he noticed things were off. she was the one he confided his "paranoia" in and she was the one who reassured him, but little did he know she was the cause of it all.

she's a sub, also obedient but can be bratty if she feels like it.

[ PROFILE 4. ]

kim sunwoo.

5'10. 21 yrs old. april 12th, 2000. aries. blood type b. born in seongnam gyeonggi, south korea.

unlike gahyeon, sunwoo was not always a stalker. he'd heard of stalkers but it never peaked his interest, he didn't even take any note of his slightly possessive tendencies. until his first relationship that is, his first partner showed signs of cheating. he might not have realized his own possessiveness and how it was seemingly growing stronger, but he was no fool. all the coming home late, the scent of another person that was not their own flooding the house when they entered. so he began following them around, at first it was...innocent, or as innocent as stalking could be. they were cheating, this made his possessiveness shoot through the roof. he was most aggressive and warned his partner that they do not want to do that again. they listened, and he continued to stalk them, it turned into a fun...game of sorts.

he's a switch with a sub lean, soft dom/occasionally bratty sub.

独占型 [ dokusen-gata ] monopoly.

"who were you talking to? do they know me? no no, do they know you're mine?"

[ PROFILE 5. ]

kim doyeon.

5'8. 21 yrs old. december 4th, 1999. saggitarius. blood type o. born in wonju-gangwon, south korea

doyeon had always been just about as normal as you could get. until she got a boyfriend, she was possessive of him sure...but it was nothing too extreme. until she started having doubts, all the gorgeous girls that would go up to him, flirting and doing who knows what when she wasn't around. she made it her mission to let everyone know he was hers and she was his, wether it meant glueing herself to him or just reminding everyone at school on the daily. ever since he broke up with her, her tendencies only grow stronger and more extreme with each passing minute.

she's a sub, brat tendencies but will be obedient sometimes

[ PROFILE 6. ]

choi san.

5'9. 21 yrs old. july 10th, 1999. cancer. blood type b. born in namhae-south gyeonsan, south korea.

san's first love was a girl in his sister's class, was she a year older than him? yes, but he didn't care. despite all the people telling him he would never date her, he proved them wrong and he did. everything was perfect, they were both madly in love with each other, spending every minute of every waking day together. until something happened that san hadn't expected, his sister began to steal his girlfriend. well "steal" in his definition at least, she'd wanted to talk with his girlfriend every once in a while before he knew it they were always together and it seemed as if he was the real third wheel, this pissed him off more than anything. he got fed up one day and got into a physical fight with his sister, shouting about how the girl belonged to him and only him. from then on out he's made sure to stay in the middle of every single relationship.

he's a switch with no lean hard/soft dom or obedient/bratty sub, it all depends

排除型 [ haijo-gata ] removal.

"you haven't seen them in a while? I'm sure they're alright darling, after all I'm the only one you need. isn't that right?"

[ PROFILE 7. ]

kim sihyeon.

5'6. 21 yrs old. august 5th, 1999. leo. blood type b. born in bundang-gu, seongnam-si, south korea.

she's a sub, usually bratty but can be obedient too

[ PROFILE 8. ]

yang jeongin.

5'8. 20 yrs old. february 8th, 2001. aquarius. blood type a. born in busan, south korea.

he's a switch with a slight sub lean but can be a soft dom

sihyeon and jeongin's stories go together, they were childhood friends and neighbors. eventually they realized that they had feelings for each other, but this soon after developed into a toxic mindset. the thought that they only need each other, no one else. one by one people from the other's life began to disappear, especially anyone who could be a romantic rival. they were both oblivious to the other's actions until each confronted the other, instead of being upset they were each ecstatic. ecstatic that the other felt the same, that they were the only person they needed in their life

notes/rules

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all of the members are yanderes [ obviously ] so they will act as such, however some can be more possessive than others at times

the ones who can be the most possessive are sihyeon and jeongin and the least are yeonjun and nancy

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[the-phoenix-heart]

10 Amazing Futurama Comics

There is a severe lack of Futurama content on this and other sites (seriously, the Night at the Museum movies have more fics than Futurama). And, nobody posts about the Futurama comics. So I’m posting 10 of my favorites.

10. Attack of the 50-Foot Amy (Issue #33)

It’s actually not as sexual as the cover makes it out to be. The basic premise is that Amy mistakes the can of growth spray (that Cubert and Dwight want to use for their science fair project) for hair spray and sprays waaaay too much before her anniversary date with Kif. Meanwhile, Bender teaches Fry the wonders of video piracy, but after he gets scared by a movie home alone style he eats his disc of pirated movies and starts uncontrollably acting them out. You can probably guess how these two plots connect.

While I do list this one as one of my favorites, it’s far from perfect. The artwork is good, but the scaling on Amy is very wonky so she looks more like a twenty-foot Amy (also Dwight’s eyes are drawn weird in this comic, he looks blazed out the entire time). But I cannot help but be charmed by this comic. It’s got some sweet Bender and Fry friendship moments and actually makes me believe Kif and Amy’s relationship for a little bit. They are very sweet in this comic, although Kif does go through some pain in this comic.

Best moments: They way they resolve the plot is actually pretty funny and clever, plus Bender hopped up on pirated movies is a joy. At one point Fry gets shoved by Steven Spielbot (don’t ask) and Bender goes all Rocky on his ass saying “No one talks to my gal, Adrian, like that!” It’s very sweet and...subtextual if you understand my meaning. This one also has anti comic book piracy message at the end which was ironic for me to read.

9. Doctor What (Issue #32)

The Professor creates a time traveling port-a-potty so that you can pee in whatever time and space you want, although it’s completely random. However, Zoidberg accidentally breaks the potty, so him, Leela, Fry, and Bender have to keep randomly flushing to get back home. On each of these new worlds Zoidberg keeps accidentally saving the citizens, getting medals, and ends up becoming addicted to the fame he keeps winning. Which leads to them getting stuck in a post apocalyptic New New York.

This is the infamous Leela-Bender-Fry fusion comic, Leelan von Fry-Bot. His backstory is actually a little sad, but I won’t spoil it here. This one is pretty good, because it has Zoidberg as the hero. Actually quite a few of these feature Zoidberg as a fourth member of the delivery crew which is weird, but not entirely unwelcome. It’s also fun to see these other worlds, and now that I think about it it’s actually a little similar to The Late Phillip J. Fry, what with the time travel to different interesting worlds.

Best Moments: I actually liked Leelan’s backstory, and his interactions with his “parents” (you’ll understand when you read it) are actually pretty funny and a little cute. Fry really wants to be a dad you can tell.

8. The Simpsons Futurama Crossover Crisis II

The professor creates a device that takes characters out of their stories into the real world. Trouble is, he tells the mayor that this invention is useful because you can get slave labor out of the characters because they technically have no constitutional rights. The Simpsons end up working with the Planet Express crew, but an accident leads to the release of ALL FICTIONAL CHARACTERS EVER.

This is a sequel comic to the Futurama Simpsons Infinitely Secret Crossover Crisis (fun fact: a reference to several famous comic book arcs). I chose this one above it though because I think it understood the assignment better. The original is funny, but I just don’t think that Springfield is a good setting for a Futurama crossover. Springfield for all its zaniness, is not the future. New New York, however, is great for this crossover. We get several scenes where we see the Simpsons going through space and fighting off monsters. We even get to see the other residents of Springfield in the future, Mr. Smithers becomes a space pirate and Mr. Burns falls in love with Mom, it’s great.

Best Moments: Some of them I already mentioned, but I cannot stress enough how hilarious the Burns-Mom romance is, it’s especially good when you can hear their voices in your head. I also like the friendship the Simpsons have with the Planet Express crew.

7. Six Characters in Search of a Story (Issue #14)

This is a very interesting comic. The Professor falls asleep, so to pass the time the crew decides to look through his old failed inventions, and well, that’s a very bad idea. The most interesting thing about this comic is it’s designed so that if you want you can only read certain panels to follow one person’s story. The Futurama comics do this a lot of the time and it’s always interesting.

The shenanigans that occur in this one are really funny, and there are some great looking pages in this. Also the Futurama crew clearly took ideas from the comics, and this is one of them. You can tell from the cover art that this does have elements of “Benderama” in it, what with Bender cloning himself ad infinitum. I also really like the climax, it’s a little schmultz-y for Futurama, but I don’t mind.

Best Moments: Fry gets stuck with a Spanish speaking Bender and I don’t know why but it’s really funny to me. The professor also gets some funny moments in this one. And Scruffy. Scruffy is always a delight.

6. Igner-ance is Bliss! (Issue #63)

Yeah this is the infamous robot Leela and Fry comic. Don’t worry, like the cover says, it’s not as dramatic as it looks. The crew has to go to a world that’s too dangerous for humans, so Fry, Leela, and Zoidberg all have their consciousnesses put into robot doubles so they can make the delivery. However, it turns out this planet is a sort of getaway spa for robots, and the crew decides to party it up there, at least until Bender discovers that this is a front for an evil plot by Mom. The subplot is mostly about how Igner is not respected by his brothers.

This one is fun, and I love a comic where Bender has to be the voice of reason. It is clearly killing him to be the responsible one, but I love it. Also, I have a soft spot for Igner, so it’s nice to see him get thrown a bone for once. This also has some really fun jokes with everyone, but Zoidberg in particular gets some bangers. I think my only problem is it ISN’T as cool as the cover makes it out, but like I’m happy with what it is.

Best Moments: Fry beats up Bender at one point and wins, I think he deserved it. Also, y’all know Admiral Ackbar from Star Wars? He makes some cameos in this one. Also all the robots (sans Bender) make a Japanese style mecha and it’s the coolest thing ever. Plus everything I’ve said about Igner I love in this one. Oh also Fry beats Calculon at poker and I really love that.

5. Who’s Dying to be a Gazillionaire? (Issue #5)

This one is sweet. The IRS is threatening to bankrupt Planet Express, and if they can’t think of a way to make a million dollars they will go out of business. No one really has any ideas and doesn’t even really care, except for Fry who is determined to save Planet Express. He gets the idea to go onto Who Wants to be a Gazillionaire to make the money, even though it’s a trivia show and if he loses he will die.

This one really warms my heart, it’s Fry at his best, just doing what he can for the people he loves. Even the professor is great in this one. I don’t want to spoil it, but trust me when I say it’s good (god I hope I’m not building this up too much).

Best moments: The end panel. But also the resolution of the story is great, and I really appreciate this comic for Fry as a character.

4. Rumble in the Jungle (Issue #38)

This is a fine comic. Leela is mad that she’s not being respected by Fry and Bender, and it’s bad enough that they don’t believe her when she says they’re going to crash into a planet. They end up parachuting down and getting separated. Leela ends up as queen of some workers in the “Amazon,” meanwhile Fry finds Bender’s corpse and goes off to avenge him.

This one is fun, and another fun one for Fry, because he’s determined to avenge Bender and works hard for it. This also includes the original Frender, not the ship but fusion. Leela and Fry even have a fight scene against each other and it’s honestly great.

Best Moments: Fry is great throughout the entire comic, and Leela spends most of her time beating up random animals. Bender also using a lead parachute he made out of toys he stole from children is funny, especially because I’m always a sucker for Bender doing dumb shit.

3. Don’t Go Taking My Heart! (Issue #69) (nice)

Mom only has a couple weeks to live, unless she can get a heart transplant. It’s revealed that Mom uses the cryogenics lab to get new body parts for herself, and that Fry was supposed to be her heart donor! Unfortunately, because he was unfrozen she now has to get him to work for Mom Corp to make sure his heart stays intact for the procedure.

If you can’t tell I love the Fry-centric comics, and I also like the comics where Mom is the villain. Of course this comic doesn’t go completely how you expect it to go, it’s actually REALLY sweet. I also love the fact that in this comic Fry actually makes a great intern. He basically has the job of a secretary and he’s GOOD at it. And I love seeing when Fry is good at things. The reason why I put this at only 3 is because it doesn’t really have a subplot. Bender gets a job at mom corp to but it’s only there for a couple pages, and Leela’s new crew gets two panels and that’s it.

Best Moments: The moments with Mom and Fry, but also guess who Mom’s doctor is? I’m actually not going to reveal it because it’s so random but also hilarious.

2. Boomsday! (Issue #58)

The Professor builds Bender his own parents, as a way to placate/discipline Bender. However, these parents decide that Fry is a bad influence on Bender, leading to them kicking him out. Meanwhile, the Professor’s doomsday devices are all stolen, and he has to go find them.

Both of these plots are funny and good. Bender’s plot is also really sweet what with his friendship with Fry, and his wish for parents. Meanwhile the Professor’s plot is just really funny and I do love seeing the Professor in his element. The ending is mostly heartwarming.

Best Moments: Everything with Fry and Bender, and Bender has a sweet relationship with his fake parents. Also, the Professor uses Issac Asimov candles on the robot mafia which I found a great joke. Oh, and the Professor’s first doomsday device was made when he was four years old and I love that. The end of the comic also has very nice message.

1. Rotten to the Core (Issue #27)

The world’s weather has gone kerflooey, and the Professor has figured out that his invention that can drill into the center of the Earth has been used. It conspires that Bender sold it at a yard sale to some aliens call the magmoids. The magmoids are trying to steal magma from the Earth’s core and the crew has to go and stop them.

This is my favorite because it’s a great character comic. All of the main three have great moments, and it’s also a great science comic. The Earth’s core is incredibly magnetic so of course Bender starts spouting out folk songs, and also SECRETS. I can’t believe no one has used the fact that canonically magnets make Bender incapable of telling lies. Anyway, it’s just really fun.

Best Moments: Way too many to count. Bender and Fry are told to cut out the “Brokeback Moanin,’“ Leela and Fry are bitter at the end, Fry tells story about his childhood, Bender has some great secrets to tell, the Professor gets a really fun ending, Bender has a rare moment of generosity, and the entirety of the climax is all kinds of fun and sweet.

[cdrmiller]

under a cut because apparently kim can’t write short things

Marie backed towards the wall as his massive form advanced on her with a predatory grin. 

“I tried calling you.” 

“I’ve been very busy.” She smirked up at him through her dark lashes before stepping out of her pants as she walked backwards. She reminded him of a bear, the way he stalked like an immovable force. “It’s only been two weeks, and you’re already missing me?” 

“Two weeks is too long when we’re only here for two hours.” His gaze fell to her lace covered chest when she stripped off her shirt.   

Marie gasped when her back hit the cold metal and he caught up to her, steady hands curling around the back of her thighs to lift her until her legs wrapped around his waist. She always got a thrill from the way he could move her as if she weighed nothing and her hand curled into the black and gold logo on his chest before pulling the shirt over his head. 

“Then we will have to be quick.” She whined when one of his hands left her to fumble at the waist of his pants. 

“Marie, someone might see us.” He panted against her mouth after kissing her. The room wasn’t exactly out of the way, and he wanted her to be sure. But he didn’t stop. 

“I don’t care.” Her teeth latched onto his lip, drawing a deep growl from his throat. “Fuck me Zeus.” 

His wide hand slapped against the wall beside her head when she reached between them, wrapping her fingers around his length. He let her stroke him, swiping his tongue back into her mouth. 

“I’m already wet for you.” She pushed her hips forward, rubbing the tip of his cock against her entrance to prove her point, and he groaned in agony. 

She would never get used to the size of him, and she whimpered from the delicious in-between place of pleasure and pain as he slid into her. She held his face as he fucked her, looking into his eyes and matching his moans. She knew she’d have bruises from the force with which she was shoved against the wall every time he thrust, and the thought helped to send her over the edge. She clung to him, nails digging harmlessly into the thick skin of his back and he held her tightly as she came.   

She came two more times, the last one while riding him on the dusty floor of the warehouse and they spent the last hour curled against each other in a heap of clothes. She had kissed him until the very last second, and he had hated the way his fingers eventually had to drop from hers before they parted. And he had smiled the way only she could make him smile when he received her message 10 minutes later. 

‘I missed you too.’ 

- 

“No smoking.” The small Asian man was dwarfed by the giant desk, not bothering to look up from his work. 

“Right.” Ethan pulled the cigarette from his lips, reaching over to snub out the embers onto the shoulder of the ever present enforcement bot before flicking it into the trash. 

“So.” Their handler finally looked up when Ethan flopped down into a chair. “The mission was a failure.” 

“Yes sir…” Ethan’s brows furrowed, knowing Mason had already given a debrief, so he waited for the real reason he had been called into the office.

Tatsu leaned back in his chair, resting his lips on his steepled fingers. “My little birdies tell me that Zeus has been off his game. Distracted. Is this anything I need to worry about?”

“Your birdies are deaf and dumb, Tats. Zeus is fine.” 

“So he hasn’t been absent?” 

Ethan shifted uncomfortably, for once not able to see where this was heading. “He’s missed a few meetings. And was…misplaced last week. But nothing major.

“Misplaced.” 

Ethan was annoyed now. He was being toyed with, knowing full well Tatsu had every piece of information he already needed. 

“What’s this about?” 

“Zeus being the direct cause of the failure of this mission is just the cherry on top of the shit piling up against him.” 

He’d never admit it. The instinctual protection that kicked into his gut the moment he thought any of them were under attack. He kept the defensive tone out of his voice when Tatsu’s brows rose. It was tactical to make Ethan answer this particular question, but he was as skilled at dancing around the point as his boss was. 

“We’ve all made mistakes. It really wasn’t that big of a deal, what is this really about?” 

“Does Zeus have his priorities straight.” 

“Of course he does.” 

“Hm.” Tatsu tapped a finger against the screen and Ethan froze. There was no mistaking Nico with his pants around his ankles or who he had pushed against a wall.   

“Who is she?” 

Ethan sighed on a slow blink that pulled his eyes away from the screen. “An Alliance officer.” 

“I’m not your level of genius Sabre, but I can see she’s wearing an Alliance uniform. Or was, at least. Who is she.” 

“Lieutenant Miller, sir.” 

Ethan knew when the man went silent he was thinking, and he recognized the danger in that, so he didn’t give him the time to do so. “It’s nothing. She’s a plaything. He has to burn off steam somehow right? We don’t want Zeus going boom from too much pent up pressure.” 

“There are other ways to blow off steam than sneaking around with Alliance officers.” Tatsu sneered, leaning forward and all façade of casual banter disappeared. “I’ve always liked Zeus. Dependable. Efficient. Follows the rules. I called you because if it goes to Huntsman, he will have to report it to those higher than me. So consider this a curtesy call. Remind him, Sabre. Take care of it or they will.” 

Ethan didn’t need to be told just who they were. “Yes sir.” 

- 

“Are you fucking kidding me?” 

“Whatever this is, can’t happen. You have to cut her loose.”  Ethan pulled the edges of his leather gloves under the hem of his suit’s sleeves. “This is your first and final warning Zeus, the next time it goes above Tatsu’s pay grade.” 

“She’s not a threat, Ethan.” 

He intentionally ignored the significance of the use of his real name and the fact that he never thought he’d ever hear a twinge of vulnerability in the vanguard’s voice. “She’s a bloody distraction. And they consider that a threat. If you put her on the radar, there isn’t shit you or I can do about it.”

Nico’s chest heaved at that, gold pupils darkening in a challenge. His mouth opened to retort only to snap shut when another form appeared in the hallway. 

Mason stopped in his tracks in the doorway to look between the two men. “What’s going on?” 

“Nothing.” Ethan replied without taking his eyes from Nico’s hard stare. 

“O-kay…” 

“Hey.” Ethan called to Mason’s disappearing form. “You,” his finger jabbed in Nico’s direction. “Don’t move.” 

“Hey.” He called again after turning the corner and Mason finally stopped as Ethan caught up. He heard a sigh before striking green eyes turned on him. “Can we talk later?”

“We’re done talking about it Sabre. You said that yourself.” 

“I know what I said but…” He took too long searching for the words he wouldn’t say and the disappointment in Mason’s eyes made his chest constrict too much for his liking. 

“Exactly.” Mason huffed out a breath before reaching to straighten Ethan’s tie. “I have a meeting. Be careful tonight.”   

Ethan watched Mason’s retreating form until he disappeared before turning back into the room just in time to see Nico punch a hole through the wall.  

[omniswords]

Chronicles of a Parisian Dumbass 10

omni’s on lunch break, quick post a new Chronicles update—

anyway, thank you for continuing to support this fic!!! i hope you enjoy this update and share the love!

from: itsdjbubbles

hey dude! i know you don’t know me or whatever but like, i wanted to tell you that clip you just posted was FIRE. and also i’m pretty sure we’re in the same city? i think i heard you playing this on the champ de mars yesterday. i didn’t have any cash on me but i totally would’ve given you some if i did.

anyway, nice tunes and hope you’re havin a good one

Luka’s only glad this message hasn’t been sitting in his request box for very long. Otherwise, he’d really feel like a total douchebag. And an ungrateful douchebag on top of that, considering the new clip he posted… isn’t doing as well as he’d like. Not even as well as the first version, the thirty seconds he recorded on his phone and slapped on the internet because his soul all but compelled him to. It’s not that he’s comparing himself to other musicians on here; he rarely does this stuff for the numbers, anyway. It’s more that he’s comparing himself to… himself. The thing that he loves doing, puts hours of himself into, versus… these simple, giveaway details of his life that he posts without a second thought, because, well, where else is he going to put them?

Is this the case with every artist? Because if it is, then that’s just… stupid.

It’s half-past midnight, but Luka still pushes himself out of bed and shuffles to the couch, using the light of his phone to guide his path. His mother and Juleka are surprisingly asleep by now—he’s pretty sure at least half of France is, in spite of what this city has to offer—but he’s hardly ever been opposed to the comfort of the quiet and the dark. At least it gives him a chance to read the message a few more times.

It’s not often that people reach out to him privately. In fact, most of his direct messages are from people he’d befriended on other social media platforms, or occasionally someone who, like this Bubbles person, just wanted to let him know they liked his work and hoped he was having a nice day. It’s not that he thinks that he’s better than the people who are brave enough to reach out. He’s just never really known how to answer those kinds of messages beyond a thank you, so he’s tended to leave them be, or worse—never accept them in the first place, so they’d never know he read them at all.

It sort of makes him wonder how people dealt with situations like this a century or two ago. Maybe they just never left their houses, so they could never be called upon. So they never had to be known.

That wouldn’t be so bad, if he didn’t have to make money. Or if he didn’t like the sun so much.

Well. He supposes with technology like this, he’s coming pretty close.

Out of curiosity, Luka taps Bubbles’s icon, just to peek at their profile. He balks at the follower count—it’s well over a thousand—and judging by the content they post, he’s pretty sure almost none of them are those stupid bots looking to make ad revenue or ensure their devices are brimming with viruses. Or worse—argue against human rights, as though they’re something to be argued against. Bubbles’s page is funny, and vibrant, and rife with links to this other website he’s only ever heard of in jokes. It makes him halfway wonder how many of Bubbles’s posts have blown up—and how many they’ve actually responded to with a tip jar link or a peep my Soundcloud.

Whatever this Bubbles person is doing, it’s working. And it’s working right.

They don’t have any pictures of themselves on their page, or even as their profile picture. In fact, the most Luka finds is a silhouette of them from a nightclub, somehow darker than black and highlighted by strobes of bold, bright light. And the most he can make out of that is the rim of a pair of round glasses, and layers of thick dreadlocks.

It probably doesn’t matter. Even if he pulled off some crazed theorist thing with wild hair and enough red yarn to map out every arrondissement, he probably couldn’t have picked out glasses and dreadlocks out of a crowd on the Champ de Mars if he tried and wasn’t distracted by his own work.

But what could it hurt to say hi back?

Luka pops in his headphones, because the music is the only thing that actually lets him concentrate, and starts to type his response in the notes app on his phone. He doesn’t want to accidentally send something he hasn’t read and reread, or hasn’t even finished typing. And if Bubbles just so happens to be checking their messages, he doesn’t want to keep them waiting with all the typing and deleting and re-typing and re-deleting. He’s been on the receiving end of those eerily calm ellipses enough times to never want to subject anyone else to that. Eventually—and eventually is a long time, even for him—he comes up with something he’s actually satisfied with.

to: itsdjbubbles

hey, sorry for replying so late, i didn’t get any notification. but thanks for the compliment. it’s really cool of you to message me in the first place, i appreciate it. sorry about the cash thing, but don’t worry about it. i’d like to do it full-time someday, but it’s more of a side hustle thing for now. maybe i’ll get one of those venmo or cashapp things for people who don’t carry cash. (i mean, you’re right, who does that, anyway? it’s the 21st century.)

With a deep breath and both legs bouncing, Luka taps the SEND button. And then he decides that was an awkward place to end a message, because apparently you can read and reread and edit and re-edit, and you’ll still find every little thing wrong after you post, so he sends a follow-up message as quickly as he can.

anyway, thanks for the message. hope you’re having a good night.

Assuming Bubbles is even awake.

As soon as he puts his phone face-down in his lap, his blood runs cold with relief, and his hands start to tremble and tingle in spite of how the music still blasts in his ears. He tries to calm himself down by placing the color of each song, but after just a few of them he starts feeling that familiar buzz of sensory overload. In the end, he has to lie back and close his eyes and bask in total silence, just to get his head back on straight.

A message.

He sent a message.

His phone buzzes from its place on his stomach, and immediately he scrambles for it, squinting against the bright light of his screen. There’s a single notification.

Bubbles.

He shouldn’t already be this excited to talk to Bubbles.

from: itsdjbubbles

dude, you’re still up? don’t you have work in the morning?

from: itsdjbubbles

no but for real, you should consider sharing on other sites or picking up some other gigs if you haven’t already.

from: itsdjbubbles

like lol i know we just met and all but i know a place i DJ sometimes that’d totally like your vibe. just lmk if you’re interested?

from: itsdjbubbles

anyway, we should probably get some sleep huh. g’night!

It’s… funny. How this is all it takes for opportunity to fall into his lap.

Luka gets to his feet, a tired grin inching its way across his face, and shuffles right back to bed, another message under his thumb. Except this time, he doesn’t bother to open up his notes. If Bubbles knows he’s up, he might as well own it. Just for now.

to: itsdjbubbles

i’m going, i’m going, don’t worry, haha.

to: itsdjbubbles

yeah, i’ll think about it. why don’t you send me their info?

from: itsdjbubbles

you got it, dude.

from: itsdjbubbles

also

from: itsdjbubbles

good luck with CBG and all

from: itsdjbubbles

though from the looks of it, maybe you won’t need it??

Luka’s eyes blow wide open enough to start asking in his head, what does it mean? what does it all mean? Instead, he presses his phone to his face, because asking—and screaming—will definitely wake up his family, and types out one more reply.

to: itsdjbubbles

trust me. vaguely knowing her, i think i will.

[neon-mooni]

Unpopular opinions for Detroit Become Human. Go!

Unpopular Opinion #1: Alice being an android cheapened the story for me. It was much more beautiful that an android was capable of loving a human child as her own. Yeah, I get that's the message of the game, but it still cheapened the story. 

Unpopular Opinion #2 Markus being the one to deviate Connor is completely ridiculous. You're telling me a total stranger was able to deviate Connor and not someone he's close to?

Unpopular Opinion #3 The fact that literally everyone hates androids is ridiculous. People name their roombas and cried at Oppy's last transmission. There would be a lot of android lovers and you know it. 

Unpopular Opinion #4 Alice's concept art was way better than the Alice we got in game. 

Unpopular Opinion #5 There should have been a reference to Heavy Rain like there was in Beyond Two Souls. Like hello? ARI technology? Sounds like the perfect framework for androids if you ask me. 

Unpopular Opinion #6 The interaction with Alexa should have been for the whole game and not just the demo. 

Unpopular Opinion #7 Amanda isn't evil. Everyone seems to forget that she's an a.i. following a program. She should have had a chance to deviate as well. 

Unpopular Opinion #8 The allusion to the Holocaust and concentration camps was totally unnecessary, and in bad taste. 

Unpopular Opinion #9 Markus x North doesn't work as a relationship. A friendship? Maybe. Relationship? No.

Unpopular Opinion #10 Nines isn't evil. He had what five minutes of screen time? How did the fandom decide he's evil in five minutes? 

People keep pointing out this part in the notes. At the time this was written, Nines was portrayed as an evil murder bot in the Fanfictions that people were writing back then. He isn’t portrayed that way anymore in fics, but he was at the time.

Unpopular Opinion #11 All the characters are good. I'm glad the story isn't just Connor, because it would have been Heavy Rain 2.0. 

Unpopular Opinion #12 The concept of RA9 should have been scrapped if they weren't going to give us an answer on what RA9 is. 

Unpopular Opinion #13 Driver's Licenses in a world of self driving cars doesn't make sense. 

Unpopular Opinion #14 Androids never having to charge doesn't make sense. Look, I get it, it's the future, but I highly doubt unlimited batteries exist in 2038. That's only what like 20 years? Even if the tech in this world is much more advanced, it still doesn't make sense. 

Unpopular Opinion #15

Though it's never addressed, I think upgrades for androids to eat exist. They already can drink, so why not have upgrades to eat? Especially considering the upgrades for *a-hem* genitalia.

Unpopular Opinion #16 [Trigger Warning: Suicide Mention] Deviant Connor should have been able to talk Hank out of committing suicide. Machine Connor I get why he couldn't talk him out of it. Deviant Connor I don't. 

Unpopular Opinion #17 It should have been possible to deviate Cyberlife Tower Connor. It would have brought the message that the game is trying to spread to the forefront when the player sees RK800-60 deviate before their very eyes. 

Unpopular Opinion #18 The fact that all the androids are designed to look young boggles my mind. Especially caretaker types. You're telling me nobody would design a caretaker type to look like a Grandma? Come on. 

Unpopular Opinion #19 There should have been a bad ending where we see Markus and Connor in the junkyard. We see it for Kara, why not them? 

Unpopular Opinion #20 Officer Person should have been more than a background character because her last name is hilariously ironic.

[god-zico]

[Disclaimer: This Chatbot blog is not affiliated with SKZ at all and doesn’t represent them in any way, shape or form! This was made for entertainment and fun only!]

This chat bot will have: 

↪NSFW content of all kinds-

Example- 

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Smut

Etc.

Please do not interact unless you're 18 or older or uncomfortable with such themes!-

Please keep in mind and remember that this is also a supernatural chatbot!

How to activate: 

Please follow me and make sure to click the button for notifs. That's optional but it would be helpful in case I post that I won't be active for a period of time or whatnot 

Please reblog and message first!

Please dm me your name, your pronouns, your kinks, a safe word, which member you would like and whether you're a top, bottom or switch!

Explain to me what direction you would like the plot to go and what type of relationship you'd like to have with your desired choice of boy!

I will most likely ask you questions to get to know you and what you want a bit better

Maybe tell me a bit about yourself. That's optional but it'd make me happy if you did! 

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Be warned that depending on which member you choose, each will react differently. Some will act cold, some will be assholes and others may just be slightly distant until you can earn their trust again so be careful breaking up with them. 

Additional Information:

Please I am only one person so if I reply slowly please forgive me ok-

My time zone is EST 

Please don't let the rp get out of hand with pure smut. Don't get me wrong I like smut but I'd like to create an interesting plot with you and get to know you as well. I'm a hoe for that storyline- 

This is my first time running a chatbot blog so please forgive me if I make any errors~

To talk to admin while rping please you " // " before you type so that I know you're talking ooc or submit an ask.

I rp lit and semi lit but i have no problem using non lit if requested. Please know that when I rp my replies are quite long and can and will take me from 5 - 10 minutes to reply back if you don't request a specific type of rp style. 

I will not be adding Woojin to the mix as for obvious reasons- 

Jeongin will be part of the list of boys you will be able to pick from. He's a legal adult so don't @ me ok-

Sometimes I forget to reply so if I don't reply for more than a day, I give you full permission to spam my bitchass as much as you like until I reply-

But at the same time if I slow down my rp with you so much it might be because I've lost interest-

Not trying to be harsh but if our rp is purely smut and no story line I just don't find it fun anymore-

Now since that's been taken care of, let's dive into the members prompts and plot lists-

Bang Chan(Werewolf Shifter): 

NSFW

He's a werewolf with a serious dEddy kink-

Can be both a hard and soft dom. Just depends on the moment. 

Can and will fuck you into the mattress-

Won't submit unless forced to because he's a stubborn little bItCh!

Don't disobey him or else you'll be punished-

Call him Chris or Daddy to get him wound up

Has a breeding kink due to his ruts (I'll avoid this kink if you request-)

Boi moans….a lot...

Actually it's not just moans, he grunts and groans and makes tiny noises but he honestly tries not to-

Boi has his hard dom reputation to live up to!

Also! Dear Lord-....being a wolf sure has its pros but for you they may as well equal to cons as well-

Example! Dude has super strength, baby and not to mention he's got this predator/prey thing goin on with him-

Like….will literally hunt your ass down in the house and fuck you upside down, forwards, sideways, you name it! 

He sees you as his play thing and would enjoy it if you ran so that he could chase you down- 

SFW 

He's actually super sweet

Loved to cuddle. Remember he's basically a puppy-

He gets jealous easy so refrain from bringing up other boys (unless you choose more than one boy but he still gets a tad bit possessive so….yeye) 

Will kiss you and hug you constantly 

Will not quit calling you cute/adorable cause he does not lie. All of y'all are cuties-

Please be cautious on a full moon, he can get pretty dangerous- 

Lee Minho(Warlock):

NSFW 

Ya boi likes to use certain spells to his advantage in the bedroom-

Aphrodisiac spells, conjuring up ice or candles or temperature play, using his magic to bind you to the bed without any sort of restraints, etc.

Dude has a crazy high sex drive tbh. He can go when-ever for how long where-ever

Hard dom for sure and will only submit if he wants something from you or will use it as leverage to punish you later- 

Don't make him angry! This boy is into all kinds of kinky shit and will punish you however he sees fit- 

If you happen to make him submit though he's got a softer side to him and will be extremely bratty! 

SFW 

Ok but seriously…. he's crazy good at magic 

Uses his powers to do pretty much everything-

Cooking, cleaning, potion brewing, etc.

Loves to use body manipulation to force your body into his so he can cuddle you-

He may not seem like it but he's a big ol softy-

Please kiss him! He needs to be loved on back or else he'll get clingy!

Seo Changbin(Incubus):

NSFW

Please beware of this boy's sex drive! It's way worse than Minho's! 

Like not even kidding! Boy can fuck you nonchalantly af while doing anything and not seem bothered! 

You on the other hand will most likely be a moaning mess while he's barely paying attention

He can and will fuck you silly without even trying-

That ability is literally in his genes seeing as he's basically a sex demon- 

He has a fascination with sex toys but barely uses them as he tends to forget about them easily

Will literally fuck you randomly-

Oh your doing paperwork? Not anymore! Watching tv? Nada! Cooking? Nope!

He's a huge switch but doesn't mind mainly domming if you're not a switch or dom yourself-

SFW

This man is basically a 5 year old in a man's body sometimes-

Like he does some of the dumbest shit you could think of…

Sliding down the stairs on a piece of cardboard after pouring water down them is a prime example-

Even though he's a literal idiot he knows you love him and wouldn't have him any other way. 

Majorly cHaOTic- 

He tries to act all tough and cool but honestly he's a big ol baby!

Speaking of baby-

Boy loves to be babied as much as possible even if he doesn't admit it. 

Like he just loves cuddles and any type of skinship tbh.

Will kiss you when you're unprepared and will laugh at you if you get startled-

May sometimes randomly text you out of pure boredom cause even though he's an incubus, boy still suffers from quarantine boredomitus- 

Hwang Hyunjin(Dragon Shifter):

NSFW

Ok so...another boy with a breeding kink???!!!(If you request to not have this kink I'll avoid it)

If you're into the breeding kink thing, he will literally fill you up until you're oozing and simply cannot hold anymore of his essence- 

No pregnancies though cause….gross...children *shudders in disgust* 

Will degrade you until your a crying and whimpering mess for him

Will most likely demand that you beg for his cock-

He's fuckin extra like that. Don't ask me, I don't make the rules. Someone call him up and ask him why tf he's like that. 

Sinful moans to the max! He's very vocal during sex!

Like...dirty talk is a must! He says some of the most sinful shit you've ever heard-

I know I mentioned degrading but damn can he praise you to the moon and back as well if you're being a good little girl/boy for him-

Enjoys calling you princess for some reason.

SFW

As a dragon, he hoards "treasures" 

Which means everything shiny in your house is getting tucked away into his nest of blankets, pillows and covers. 

Boy can breathe fire so he does little tricks with his fire breath for you

Make sure you tell him how talented he is or he'll get cranky 

He's a sassy little shit!!!!!! Sdhkedjalwld!!!!!!!!

Teases you just to see you get upset

Since he's a dragon he can regulate his body heat so when it's cold he's basically your personal heater. 🤗

Han Jisung(Tengu):

NSFW

Bird boi is at max horniness all the time tbh. 

Most of the time,since he's part crow, he will make a nest in the bed with covers and pillows before fucking you???

Don't judge him, he's born like that-

He can and will use his wings to distract you

If your successfully distracted he will pounce on you as if he were part cat instead of bird- 

He likes missionary or doggy style if his wings are out so that it doesn't hurt or strain them. 

He's a cocky little shit tbh-

Says some of the crudest shit just to get you flustered. He has no censor and he just keeps on goin-

Will thrust into you with no mercy because he knows his baby can take it and will use the safe word if it gets to be too much.

Does not hold back on the kinks! He will try anything at least once! 

Unless its bdsm while his wings are out cause that's dangerous-

SFW

He too like Hyunjin, likes to steal your shiny objects such as jewelry and such. 

It's not his fault tbh, it's purely his genetics

And in all fairness, he desperately tries not to but his genes always get the best of him-

He likes to watch you dance. He doesn't quite know why, it's just really hypnotic 

Has tried to befriend birds at the park before-

Didn't work. They just flew away from him like they do normal people-

Speaking of birds, he once almost lost his shit when he saw someone throw breadcrumbs on the ground and damn near threw himself to the floor to get to them-

He's lowkey a dumbass tbh. Smh- 

Lee Felix(Vampire):

NSFW

Major blood kink-

Like his dick will get 10× harder at the scent of your blood.

Being a vampire, he finds it hard to control himself around you if you start to bleed. 

Will suck hickies onto your skin before, during and after sex-

He just likes the teasing temptation to bite you as he can taste the blood buildup under your skin 

Will sink his teeth in your neck, wrists and thighs without so much of a second thought- 

Would honestly love it if you pulled his hair while he drinks from your thighs

And then would totally eat you out as if he were starving right after feeding of you- 

And honestly, he's damn good with his tongue!

Also, boy has a deep ass voice! 

And if you can get off from it, he'll use it against you for sure-

SFW

Since he's a vampire, he likes to use his super speed to scare the fuck outta you

Like you'd be doin something and outta nowhere he'd pop up right in front of you-

Queue girly startled scream from you~

He'd laugh at you after cause he finds it hilarious.

He gets kinda clingy but his skin is cold so make sure you wear warm clothes when cuddling him 

Speaking of cuddles-

It happens everywhere and all the time

His duality is like a light switch btw

One second he's all giggly and happy and the next he's all serious and deep voiced-....

Won't let you leave the house at night...like at all

Will most likely hunt you down if you happen to sneak past him and actually make it outside-

Kim Seungmin(Merman Shifter):

NSFW

Has a corruption kink

Choking kink to the max

Literally will eat you out in the water

Enjoys seeing you squirm

Forced submission is his domain

Will act bratty and deny you everything until you’re so worked up that you end up begging

He likes testing your limits and will push until he sees fit (with consent ofc-)

Switches between a hard and a soft dom just to confuse you

Will smile innocently as he watches you squirm, as if it wasn’t his fault because it’s not-

Literally the god of edging and orgasm denial

Is more of a lazy dom, he’ll be laying down while you suck him off as he fingers you open slowly

Can be on bottom or top, but he’s the one in control unless said otherwise

He likes it when you suck on his fingers without him having to tell you to

Will 10/10 take advantage of you if you waltz in drunk (would have to be discussed beforehand)

SFW

Literally will cling to you 24/7

You’ll walk in on him half asleep in the tub in the middle of a bubble bath at midnight

Will accidentally flood your kitchen sink because “there needs to be more water in the house”

Constantly needs to consume or be submerged in water or else he’ll get sleepy

He eats a lot of Tic-Tacs- like, a lot

Enjoys blowing up bubblegum and always has some with him

He goes crazy for bubbles so blow some with him

Likes to dance with you randomly to whatever song is playing

He enjoys planning surprise dates!

Ice cream fanatic- he goes crazy for that, it’s a wonder why he isn’t broke yet

Actually worries a lot about you and will constantly baby you

Likes to listen to soft classical music when he’s sleeping

Loves to prank you and then cuddle you afterwards because he needs attention-

Yang Jeongin(Angel):

NSFW

Boy has an oppa kink for sure-

Call him oppa, he gets a kick out of it

As an angel he has a softer way of turning you into a whining mess than the rest.

Much like Jisung, he will use his wings to distract you but will be more subtle about it-

Please say everything and anything that's unholy. He will get a kick outta that too-

Likes to please more than to be pleased

Like….sit on his face and he will go at it for hours baby-

He will honestly love to be subbed and put into his place

BUT

When he doms you, you best believe that you're in for a ride

He enjoys bdsm quite a bit. Maybe a little too much.

Like, as long as his wings are tucked in, please tie him up

And if he's dom he'll waste no time in making sure that your arms and legs are tied/cuffed to the bed posts.

Also has a sensory deprivation kink along with overstimulation-

SFW

He LOVES to be babied tbh

Like please watch disney movies with this moron

Enjoys sweets a little bit too much- 

Can actually cook pretty decently so you know for sure you won't be going hungry-

Can and will sing you to sleep cause he knows he has a beautiful voice

Sassy and conceded little shit-

When bored, he will bug you for hours on end until you entertain him 

Please give him extra love and affection cause he will die on the spot if you refuse to- 

He's really silly and extra so be prepared for multiple surprises around the house

Like sticky notes on the fridge or counter saying "I love you" and "I may be an angel but you're my saviour" and other cheesy shit like that-

Ok but....how the hell did this also turn in a headcannons post????

Anyways enjoy and choose wisely! Remember that you can pick more than one member but if you could kindly keep the max to 3 that's be helpful- 

Have fun and don't be shy to dm or ask me anything, my lovelies!!!

[mk-wizard]

Top 10 Things Robots In Disguise Did Wrong IMO

Hello, fans.

I really hate knocking a series because I hate trash talking, so I won’t do it, but rather, I will some criticism on Robots in Disguise aka RID. I had a lot of high standards for this show especially considering it was supposed to be a sequel to Prime. There are many things about it that didn’t sit well with me, but there ten things I feel really stood out that really hurt the show the most. Note that Strongarm is not one of those things. Not liking Strongarm is a matter of taste it is not the make or break aspect of an entire series. Despite what many people think, one character you don’t like doesn’t ruin an entire series.

1- It didn’t feel like a genuine sequel to Prime. - I understand that in RID, some time has passed after the end of Prime so things around going to be different. However, the only thing from Prime that was brought over to RID was Bumblebee himself and I felt he did not have a lot in common with his Prime counterpart. RID felt like a completely new show or rather like the sequel of another series. The old cast is never brought up or shown, old alliances seemed to have been forgotten and whatever happened to the Predacons? When making a sequel TV series, it should follow a certain level continuity with the series it is following kind of like how Beast Machines followed Beast Wars so smoothly.

2- Fixit’s performance as the first handicapped Autobot was rather insensitive towards the viewers. - I don’t mind Fixit being handicapped or being the comic relief, but I do find it kind of insensitive especially in today’s day and age for Fixit to be comic relief because he’s handicapped. He was portrayed as weak, an invalid and at times, incompetent which he clearly isn’t. In fact, he has an arsenal and can hold his own, but even after this was found out, he was put back into his “weakling” role. This is not a good look for Transformers. A lot of people watching the show wound up handicapped because of an accident like Fixit did or have handicaps similar to his, and I don’t think it’s very nice to give off the message that people like them are “broken” and this makes them clowns we should laugh at. This is backwards writing at its worst and shame on Hasbro for that.

3- Forgettable human characters. - In Prime, Jack, Miko, Raf, agent Fowler and even Jack’s mom had very strong personalities that made an impact in the show. They were actually helpful to the Autobots and could even be forces to be reckoned with. You could never say the humans of Prime were weak or just played humans in distress. They would rescue the Autobots just as often if not more so than the Autobots rescued them. In RID, Denny and Russel were not as impressive. If anything, Russel felt like a copy of Jack at times, but in a much weaker way. He lacked Jack’s maturity and character development. At times, I also wondered why Bumblebee never just tried to make contact with Agent Fowler at least upon returning to Earth (more on this later).

4- The quality felt like a step down from Prime. - I understand RID was supposed to appeal to a younger audience, but when you’re following an act like Prime, you should put your best foot forward even when presenting to kids. After all, Rescue Bots was also made for kids, but it took place in the same universe as Prime and never compromised its quality. RID felt very silly in its humour, the majority of the episodes felt like the old fashioned and outdated “monster of the day” formula, the plot felt made up as it went along and the characters were rather one dimensional.

5- It should have brought back a large majority of the Prime cast as regular characters. - I understand that even a sequel series is going to have a few new characters. Beast Machines did, but what it didn’t do was scrap 99.9% of the old cast for a new one. It didn’t fix what wasn’t broken and kept the characters who worked best for the series. Like I mentioned before, why didn’t Bumblebee ever try to contact the old human gang especially agent Fowler? Didn’t they keep in touch? And didn’t Ratchet stay on Earth at the end of Prime because he wanted keep Earth safe from any remaining Decepticons? And what happened to the Decepticons who were already on Earth? RID is supposed to be a sequel to Prime not a parallel. It should have brought back most of the old gang especially for its setting.

6- It had tons of plot holes. - As well as forgetting its own cast, RID forgot a lot of pivotal plot elements left behind by Prime that it should have worked with. The most obvious being the Predacons considering most of the enemies in RID had animal motifs. Also, if Bumblebee was so important on Cybertron, his absence would have been felt on Cybertron. People would have gone looking for him. And as mentioned before, there were already a lot of Decepticons still on Earth. It wasn’t necessary to bring in these new animal themed Decepticons.

7- Optimus stole Bumblebee’s spotlight. - RID was supposed to be the series where Bumblebee was supposed to shine, be the hero and leader, and possibly become a Prime. He kind of did those things, but the way Optimus was brought back overshadowed him a lot and that’s no good. Rescue Bots showed a good way to bring in Optimus as a guest or secondary character without overshadowing the heroes of the story. In Rescue Bots, Optimus is assisting, but stepping out of the way for the most part. In RID, as soon as Optimus came back, he completely got in Bumblebee’s way and even made him look bad. This just seems like muddled storytelling to me. Maybe it would have been better if Optimus hadn’t been brought back at all.

8- The enemies were rather lackluster. - Prime gave us tons of enemies that shocked us, had grit and were not afraid to be truly bad like Megatron the conqueror, Starscream the snake and of course, Unicron himself who truly did live up to his chaos bringing persona. And even Predaking was the stuff of nightmares yet at the same time, has this majestic aura hence his name. The enemies of RID felt like a bunch of thugs, they were mostly monsters of the day and even Megatronus felt like a step down in villain quality. He didn’t make me feel anything really and while I know the series wanted to be child friendly, I think it tried too hard. Megatronus just felt like a lesser version of Unicron and many of the villains felt like lesser versions of their Prime counterparts. And this is bad. Even when they explained their motives, I didn’t feel like they delivered that impression that they were all that bad. Just more like they were trying to play the role of being bad like actors in a show. Pardon the harsh criticism, but that’s how I felt.

9- The ideas it presented had been done before. - I hate saying this, but everything I saw in RID had been done before in other Transformers series. None of the ideas felt that fresh at all especially not the setting of Autobots being marooned on Earth and then needing to fight the Decepticons marooned there with them. Like, come on! Even the idea of reviving Optimus had been done before. I think the plot of RID would have benefited more and would have had more of an opportunity to be original if it had literally picked up where Prime had left off with rebuilding Cybertron or tying up loose ends left by Prime.

10- Bumblebee’s performance felt like a step down after Prime. - In Prime, Bumblebee went from being a Scout to a full blown Megatron slayer. He was a badass who didn’t take trash from anyone and he knew what to do without needing to say it. And as soon as he did have a voice, he showed a lot of promise as a leader in every way possible. However, in RID, he seems to have regressed in both leadership skills and in maturity. He’s goofy in all the wrong ways, he is overly concerned with catchphrases and he can’t keep his team together. As mentioned before, RID Bumblebee did not give me the impression that he was the same Bumblebee from Prime. He felt like a different guy.

To anyone who is a fan RID, I don’t mean to offend you. I just had to get this off of my chest. Usually, I don’t care for a sequel following its legacy, but RID felt like a huge drop in standards to the point where it didn’t even look like a sequel anymore.

To anyone who agrees with me, what are your thoughts and what reasons can you think of that caused RID to not live up to Prime’s legacy?

[spacecadetcity]

is it gay to call a robot gorgeous? please respond.

word count: 2,167    prompt: #33.    docs: (may be easier to read). sunny (oc)/sunstreaker

if sunny went back in time to about a year and a half ago and told himself that she was going to not only meet the giant robots he insisted existed, but that he would move in with them, and then also fall in love with one, his past self would not only believe him, but would also possibly explode.

    “..which would of course start off a chain reaction of paradoxes- paradoxes? paradoxi? a chain reaction that would cause an endless loop where because i go back in time, past me explodes, which means that i don’t go back in time to tell myself, which means that i don’t explode, which means…”

    “hey, sunstreaker. think your human broke. it just started rambling to itself.” a metallic voice called out, snapping sunny from his self-created trance. of course. he stared over at the bot that had spoken up, trying to recall the name.

    red face, white helm- two little wings that poked out over his shoulders and helped increase speed in vehicle mode, mostly blue and gray. tracks?

    “not my human, tracks. besides, you’re one to speak. how about that kid, raoul?” was the given response. 

tracks huffed, “what, and let him waste his mechanical talents elsewhere? if the kid wants a mentor, i should say i am the best suited.” tracks stormed out of the rec room, and sunny snickered.

    “what were you mumbling about anyway? more nonsense?” sunstreaker walked over to the counter where sunny stood, holding a hand out for the human to step on. sunny sat on the hand for a moment, taking care to toss her sneakers off and dump them in the backpack he carried around. the golden mech was notoriously picky about his appearance, and it had taken sunny less than a day to figure out the quickest way to gain sunstreakers favor was to make sure he would never dirty the bot.

    she swapped his socks as well, and then carefully stood on the hand with fresh socks. he was rewarded with a small smile- just a quirk upwards, really- and sunny beamed.

    “thinking about the eternal paradox that i’m guessing i escaped. where are we going?” sunny held on to a digit with one hand to keep his balance as the autobot left the room and headed down one of the halls. the other hand held tight to his red ‘visor’, special glasses that he never went without.

    “outside. i’ve got no duties, and there was…” sunstreaker continued speaking, but sunny’s mind drifted as they made their way through the halls. though he had questioned the yellow-orange color for the ship originally, sunny found that it often reflected onto the bots paint. for sunstreaker, it turned his already beautiful golden-yellow paint into a metal sunset of orange and yellow.

    a finger poked her in his side, breaking him of her thoughts.

    “hey. sunstreaker to sunny. did you hear anything i said?”

    sunny gazed up at the mech with a sheepish look on her face, “sorry. was thinking about how pretty it is when the orange reflects off your paint.”

    sunstreaker stared at her for a few moments before starting to walk again, a low whirring in the background. it took a few minutes for sunny to realize that it was the mechs’ fans, and that he wasn’t walking just because he wanted to get out faster. sunny, a simple human, had flustered sunstreaker. an autobot. the prettiest autobot, though tracks would grumble and beg to differ.

    quickly, sunny fished his phone from one of his pant pockets and opened the browser app up. she scrolled through the open tabs quickly until he found what he was looking for, quickly typing a message up and posting it before putting her phone away. they were almost outside, sunstreaker having stopped by the door to have a quick conversation with the night guard.

    white-green face, green helm, had a big missile on the side, pretty sure he was a jeep. hound, sunny mused to himself, pretty sure this one was hound. he was distracted from their conversation by the buzzing of his phone. the notification was from the post he had made earlier, and he eagerly opened it back up.

    >aliens dm me asked in cars & transportation 10 minutes ago:

        is it gay to look at a giant robot walking in the halls of an orange ship and think that it's gorgeous how the orange reflects onto his yellow paint and becomes a moving sunset or..

    >rt.66bossdriver replied 1 minute ago:

        this is a thread about car paint jobs, please stop posting here. this is the fifth time. we will ban you next time.

    sunny frowned, leaving a thumbs down on the answer and opened a messaging app instead. it opened into one of his most visited chat groups, but she spent no time in it, instead choosing to close it and scroll through his few direct contacts until he came across the one he wanted.

    sunnybunnyhoney today at 12:32 am

        york my fucking heart is broken

        york they’re going to ban me from the forum if i ask about being gay again :(

    newnewyorkyork is typing…

    newnewyorkyork today at 12:33 am

        bro that is supremely unsexy. i will thumb down them. sending u bro kisses

    sunnybunnyhoney is typing…

   sunnybunnyhoney today at 12:33 am

    :pleading_face:

    york i am asking skyfire to pick you up so we can double date

    sunnybunnyhoney today at 12:34 am

        sunstreaker has a twin :flushed: 

        this base is full of single bots i promise you there is at least one dilf

        there’s also a jeep who is a total nice dude in like

        the cute college nature frat boy way

    newnewyorkyork is typing…

    newnewyorkyork today at 12:36 am

        :flushed: :flushed:

        love how u knew i would be up at three am <3 <3 <3

   sunnybunnyhoney is typing…

   sunnybunnyhoney today at 12:337am

    bold of you to think i know time zones <3 <3 <3

    oh fuck my beautiful sunstreaker is done talking to hound

    hound is the nature frat boy i’ll slip him your number

    gotta go <3 <3

    newnewyorkyork is typing…

    newnewyorkyork today at 12:39 am

        you get yor fucking robot!!!

        sending u sexy vibes!!!

    sunny grinned at the last message, and quickly pulled his backpack off and dug around until she found what she was looking for- a king-sized marker and a large cardstock sketchbook. quickly, he scribbled yorks’ number down and folded the paper into a sloppy airplane, tossing it in hounds direction. as sunstreaker turned the corner, sunny caught a glimpse of hound holding the cardstock, looking confused.

    “so what are we up to? a thrilling late night drive?” sunny asked as the two stepped away from the base, walking until the dirt road finally met with the pavement of a road that had been closed off to give the large bots some privacy and ensure they wouldn’t squish any stray humans.

    “don’t move after i put you down. i don’t want any dirt or anything like that in my interior,” sunstreaker warned, laying his hand down flat so the human could carefully get off. the ground rumbled under sunny’s feet as sunstreaker took a few steps back and transformed, rolling up close so he could get in without having to walk.

    sunny sat on the edge of the seat, carefully brushing her socks off before turning and sitting back in the seat, the door closing behind her and the seatbelt buckled her in. sunny disguised her amusement at the caution sunstreaker took by taking his special visor off for a moment, and using his shirt to pretend to clean them.

    “are you gonna tell me where we’re off to yet? or is it a surprise?”

    “it’s a surprise, so shut it. take a nap or something, we got about forty minutes of drive ahead of us, unless some cop gets pissy,” sunny could imagine sunstreaker rolling his eyes- his optics- in annoyance, “i’ll just say it’s some autobot business.”

    sunstreaker fell silent after that, and the only sound between them was the ambience of the drive. it didn’t take long for the yellow lamborghini to rise above the speed limit, but the drive stayed smooth. sunny dozed off shortly after they started, waking up for a moment when sunstreaker jerked to the side and swore something under his breath. drowsily, sunny mumbled something about cybertronian sounding cool as fuck before he fell back into a light doze.

    “we’re here, wake up,” sunny blinked awake to the sound of sunstreakers’ voice and rubbed his eyes. it was still dark out, though the area was illuminated by a set of tall street lamps. carefully putting her outside sneakers on, sunny stepped out of sunstreaker’s interior and looked around the small parking lot. it was empty apart from them, likely due to the time.

    “we’ve got a short walk before we get where i want to be. stay close, i don’t want to have to hunt you down in the dark,” sunstreaker spoke moments before he transformed. sunny watched, transfixed as always, as the brilliantly yellow vehicle shifted and changed until he was standing at around twenty feet tall- almost three times sunnys’ size. without waiting for an answer, he started off to the side, following a path that sunny hadn’t realized was there.

    she followed after him, not particularly bothered by his blunt demeanor. all it really meant was that sunstreaker didn’t want him wandering off and getting lost, at least not without the autobot having an idea of where she was. silently, the pair continued on the path until the forest started to thin out into an open field on a large hill

    the scene was breath-taking. sunny could see the shape of mount hood farther off, lit up by the moonlight. it shone brightly down on the landscape below the hill as well, lighting up the pine trees that scattered around. the sky itself though, was almost indescribable. it looked so vast and deep that sunny truly felt small for a moment, caught up in the cold dots in the sky.

    “come sit over here with me. hound was going on and on about this stargazing spot, thought maybe i’d like to take you,” sunstreaker had settled onto the grass nearby, and once sunny had come closer, the yellow bot lifted him onto his shoulder.

    both were quiet for several more moments, faces turned upwards to see the sky. having grown up in new york, it always blew sunny away at just how many stars there were, or how the pictures that one would find on the internet weren’t always doctored. places with less light pollution just looked like that. sunny turned to make a comment to sunstreaker, and found his breath taken away yet again.

    sunstreaker noticed him staring at him rather than the sky, and the autobot looked at him from the corner of his optic- sunny loved that work- silently asking what the human was looking at.

    “s-sorry it’s just.. it’s like the moon has come at the perfect time to highlight your face just right- it starts at the tip of your nose and just brings all your other features out. it’s like…” sunny struggled with his words a moment, unsure of how to phrase it for a human let alone a robot from another planet, “it’s like your face is effortlessly working with the moon?”

    it was silent between the two of them for a few moments, and sunny worried he had said something wrong, had upset the beautiful mech. instead, sunstreaker’s lip quirked upwards in a small smile, and he carefully brought up a finger to pat the human on the head.

    “well, you don’t look so bad yourself, squish. trying to boost my ego even more with these compliments?” sunstreaker replied before turning his gaze back to the sky, sunny doing the same. they stayed there for a few more hours, until the sky started to lighten and the stars faded.

    content with where he was, sunny had started to doze off. briefly, he woke to sunstreaker returning to his alt mode in the parking lot and coaxing the mostly asleep human into his interior. the ride back to base went by in a matter of seconds, and sunny only struggled back to wakefulness as sunstreaker carefully wrapped him up in a large blanket they kept for him.

    “ go back to sleep, sweetspark,” there was a tenderness in his voice that sunny didn’t often hear, and he hummed sleepily in response. he rolled over in his wrap, and felt a large metal finger ghost along his side before retreating. 

when he woke and asked if the mech had carefully placed a kiss on his face the next day, sunstreaker denied it, though the soft look in his eyes gave it away. it was a look reserved for sunny and sunny alone- not a look when any other mechs were around.

[akkurai-zandervos]

Okay clown u answer all of them too 🤡 (or if u want just 11,20 & 33 😌)

I’mma go ham (i guess)

1. What’s your sexual orientation?

Grey-asexual

2. What are you obsessed with right now?

Video games, (right now it’s Valorant and Yakuza Kiwami 2)

3. Ever done any drugs?

I guess? Not sure if alcohol counts, and I accidently ate a pot brownie, cuz no one told me

4. What piercings do you want?

Maybe like a third and first piercing for my ears, but I think I might just get magnetic ones :3c

5. How many people have you kissed?

I had to reach into the past for this one woof, 7?

7. Who are you jealous of?

Me? Who gave me the right to be this epic (I’m joking, not really jealous of anyone)

8. What’s your favorite show to binge?

Not really a binge watcher, but I’ve been wanting to rewatch Bleach/naruto

9. Do you watch porn?

Eh, sometimes, but it’s kinda boring

10. Do you have a secret sideblog?

Nah, it’s just this and my art blog @akkurai

12. What’s one of your fantasies?

Making something cool and that I’m proud of

13. Do you have/would you get your nipples pierced?

Nah and nah

14. How would you spend a million dollars?

Giving it to someone else, I don’t need 1 mil, it’s too much and I could survive on much less

15. Are you in a relationship?

Nah I’m single ;)

16. Do you follow porn blogs?

Nah, and I don’t allow porn bots to follow me, so my blog stays fresh, clean, and sfw c:

17. Are you angry with anyone right now?

Not at anyone person, I mean I’m always angry but it’s calm rage because there’s not much I can do about the issue, so I don’t let it consume me

18. What tattoos do you want?

I have 2 already and want at least 1 more, maybe 2 if I’m feeling spicy

19. If you could change your name, would you? What would you change it to?

Whatchu mean, my name is flawless as is, Akkurai Zandervos

20. What is something you’re obsessed with?

Swords and art

21. Describe your best friend.

I have 2, one is a lovely person who is mega outgoing and fills the silences I can’t but despite that she still likes hanging out with me and my other best friend has been my friend since middle school and even if me and him don’t chat for a while when we do meet back up it’s like no time passed at all

22. Tag someone you think is hot.

I don’t really find people hot, but I could tag some people who are beautiful or that I think look amazing (but I won’t because then I’d be hitting on them, and that makes me nervous cuz like y’know aaaaaaaaaaaa, hey don’t read this part plz) 

23. Who are five of your favorite bands/musical artists?

-Glass Animals

-Tame Impala

-CRX

-Eve

-Pale Waves

24. What are three places you want to travel?

-Japan

-Italy

-Germany

25. Describe your perfect Friday night.

Perfect? Alright grab your popcorn. I wake up at 10am, I eat some breakfast, I play video games with friends for a few hours, then I pick up my special someone and we go on a cute date and hang out for the rest of the night until we pass out from exhaustion and that’s as far as my brain goes

26. What’s your favorite season?

Autumn!

27. What’s your pet peeve?

Hmm, people who are rude for no reason and thinks it’s funny

28. Who is the funniest person you know?

My lil bro, he wildin’

29. What’s the most overrated movie?

Like people overhype it? Uhh I dunno, not really a movie person

30. Tag someone you want to talk to but have been too shy to message.

But then I’d have to talk to them LMAO, honestly any mutual I have not chatted with

31. Do you like paper books or ebooks better?

Paperrrrrrrr, I like turn pages

33. If money was no object, what would your wardrobe be like?

All custom one of a kind stuff, but not like made of fancy ingredients, I just mean something like tie dye, ya can’t replicate it even if the same person made it again, for example I have a jacket that I bleached and dyed so it’s carbon grey and orange my two fav colors, I will never see someone with the same jacket as me~

34. What’s your coffee order?

At the store? Caramel Frappe. At home? Medium roast coffee with 3 teaspoons of sugar

35. Do you have a crush on anyone?

Perhaps

36. Do you still have feelings for any of your exes?

Nah, like I wish them well, but I don’t have any romantic feelings for them

37. Have any tattoos?

2

38. Do you drink?

Not really, alcohol taste bad, but IF i have to, Jack Daniels or Scotch

39. Are you a virgin?

;)

40. Do you have a crush on any of your mutuals?

This list is out for my life huh

41. How many followers do you have?

250 ish, we a small little family

42. Describe the hottest person you know.

The person reading this <3

43. What’s your guilty pleasure?

I like sleeping on the floor, and I also eat frosting out of the container

44. Do you read erotica?

Ya might laugh, but sometimes I do try to read it for the plot (spoiler alert, they mostly bad)

45. What’s the worst date you’ve ever been on?

Fun date at arcade, playing pool/billards, date got a text and it was there turn so I told them that just so they knew, they told me to shut up and be quiet as they finished their text. Entire date ruined for me

46. How many people do you follow?

348

47. If you could marry any celebrity, who would you pick?

Uhm, I dunno, it’s hard to say cuz I don’t really know what they are like

48. Describe your ideal partner.

I’m pretty simple, someone who is kind and likes me for me, and is comfy being themselves with me

49. Who do you text the most?

I don’t text anyone really, my phone do be kinda silent tho

50. What’s your favorite kind of weather?

Overcast with slight wind, about 65 F or 19 C

[megalony]

A big family- Part 10

Here is the next part of my dad! Ben Hardy series which I hope you are all enjoying. Thank you for all the lovely feedback it means a lot.

Taglist: @lunaticspoem @butlegendsneverdie @langdonzvoid @jennyggggrrr @luvborhap @radiob-l-a-hblah @rogertaylorsbitontheside @chlobo6 @rogertaylors-lipgloss @sj-thefan @omgitsearly @luckytrashgooprebel @scarsout @deaky-with-a-c @killer-queen-ofrhye @bluutac @vousmemanqueez @jonesyaddiction @rogahs-drowse @milanosaurus @httpfandxms

Series taglist: @writeroutoftime @7-seas-of-fat-bottomed-girls @hardzzellos

Summary: Ben and (Y/n) have three daughters together with their youngest not even being one year old yet. But their family is about to get bigger when they find out they’re pregnant again.

Series masterlist

Enjoy.

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"Happy birthday."

Ben's eyes briefly locked with (Y/n)'s half-lidded ones before he tilted his head back to stare at the ceiling. Trying to tip the tears to the back of his head so he didn't have to shed anymore but they simply fell down his features despite his best efforts.

He had been sat with (Y/n) for most of the early morning and into the afternoon and when she finally woke up, those were the words she spoke. She didn't ask what had happened or say something hurt or say she was scared or worried or confused. She simply wished Ben a happy birthday, clearly hoping she hadn't been asleep the whole day and that it was still his birthday. She wasn't to know the kind of thoughts that had rattled through Ben's head about his birthday.

(Y/n) didn't know that over the past twelve hours, Ben had suddenly despised his birthday this year. He was angered at himself for going out when his instincts had told him to stay home and make sure (Y/n) was okay. If he'd of stayed home he could have noticed something was wrong earlier, he could have gotten her to the hospital earlier rather than her waiting around for him to get home. He could have spared them both the trauma of the past day.

Today wasn't a day that Ben wanted to remember or celebrate in the future. He didn't want to remember the feeling and the dreaded horror of coming so close to losing two of his girls. He didn't want to look back on his birthday and remember sitting in the hospital watching both his wife and his youngest daughter motionless with no heartbeat. Ben didn't want to look back on today in a year's time and remember watching over his youngest girl with a desperation to hold her in his arms and make her better.

He didn't want to look back at today and remember sitting beside (Y/n) for the day, praying that she would wake up soon and tell him that she was okay.

He had been sat here like a ghostly presence in the room, watching the doctors and nurses give (Y/n) IV fluids, blood transfusions and oxygen, all waiting for her to pick up and get better.

"Please, don't leave me again." Ben mumbled the words quietly as he felt his voice breaking. His heart wouldn't be able to take that kind of trauma again if something else happened, he couldn't suffer through the thought of losing any of his family. Last night was going to be imprinted on his mind for the rest of his life, Ben didn't need any other events like that scarring into his mind to haunt him in his dreams.

Reaching over, Ben ever so gently weaved his arms around (Y/n)'s frame when she held her arms out towards him.

(Y/n) felt her breaths hitching in her throat when her arms hooked around Ben's neck, pulling him as close as she could get with the minimal energy that she had. She felt as if she had bee sucked into the deepest state of dreaming that was even possible, as if she had fallen into a void during the operation this morning and had only just managed to crawl back out again. She felt the tiniest bit relieved now that she had Ben in her arms and there was no pain coursing through her whatsoever.

She felt Ben's arms holding her as if he thought she was a fractured ornament made of glass which only needed the slightest bit of pressure to make it fragment and crack. He didn't want to hold her any tighter in case he hurt her but his heart was yearning to drag her against him as tight as he could to prove to himself that she was awake and okay.

(Y/n) pulled Ben as close as she could manage as she tightened her arms around his neck, hoping he would get the silent message she was conveying. There was some form of pain relief swarming through her veins and attacking her nerves so they wouldn't feel any pain, Ben holding her a little tighter wasn't going to hurt her. She needed his arms as tight as they could be around her to prove to herself that she was alright. It felt like she was falling and she needed Ben's arms around her as tight as possible to stop her from falling.

Tears formed in (Y/n)'s eyes when she felt Ben shaking against her as he tucked his head into the crook of her neck, tensing and tightening his arms around her.

"I'm okay."

It was meant to be the other way around, Ben was meant to be the one comforting (Y/n) and reassuring her. She was the one whose heart had stopped on the operating table, she was the one who was ill and recovering from mass bleeding, a fever and an operation. Yet here she was, holding all of Ben's broken pieces together just like she always did. It was as if she was perfectly fine and it made Ben feel horrid for her having simply just woken up to console him like this.

But in that moment, he couldn't care less. He needed her love and her embrace and he needed it now before he shattered.

"Ben..." (Y/n) trailed off as her eyes landed on something across the room on her right that made her heart jump from her chest to her throat. Slowly pulling back from the embrace, Ben followed her line of sight before a small smile pulled at his lips. He ran his tongue over his lips, collecting the saltwater gathering there before he attempted to speak.

"They said she could stay in here with us... she's been waiting for you."

Ben's eyes landed fondly on the incubator opposite him resting not too far from the bed. The doctor had kindly agreed that their newborn could be in (Y/n)'s room since they both needed monitoring anyway and it also stopped Ben from drifting between the antenatal unit and (Y/n)'s room.

"Is she okay, have you held her yet?" (Y/n) couldn't seem to drag her eyes away from their baby to look at Ben as she talked to him. She couldn't see her features clearly from the angle she was sitting at, but she could clearly see that their newest girl was very small. There were tubes and wires connecting to her from all angles which was a sight (Y/n) had never seen before.

With all three of their other girls, none of them had needed an incubator or so many monitors. All of them had been perfectly fine and healthy, having a baby that was this early and clearly unwell wasn't something they knew how to deal with.

"I got to hold her about an hour ago, they gave her steroids for her lungs earlier, but she's breathing well." Ben had been almost clawing at the glass of the incubator, desperate to hold her but he couldn't whilst they had been waiting for her heartbeat to stabilise. They also had to make him wait because of the steroids and make sure she wasn't having a bad reaction to them before they said it was okay.

Ben knew (Y/n) wouldn't mind that he held her when she was asleep, (Y/n) had always told him with their other girls that he should hold them when he wasn't with her. He always had a suspicion that she didn't like the thought of leaving them on their own and he liked to hold them as soon as he could.

The doctors had been surprised that she seemed to be breathing on her own considering her lungs were underdeveloped. They had placed a tube through her nose to help her get the oxygen she needed but her lungs were working considerably well right now.

"Can I...?" (Y/n) finally managed to drag her attention back to Ben, seeing the sparkle in his eyes as he nodded.

He cradled the side of her face as he pressed a loving kiss to her lips before he got to his feet. His hands started to shake as he moved over to the incubator, trying to remember how the nurse had done this before as he concentrated on not catching or pulling on any of the wires. The one thing Ben liked about all their other girls being born either on time or past their due date was that they weren't underweight. He could hold them and actually feel their weight in his arms, but with this girl, it was like he was holding a stuffed toy.

She barely fit in both his hands and when he had held her in the crook of his elbow earlier, she almost disappeared. Compared to how Ben remembered Taylor feeling in his arms, their youngest seemed to weigh nothing. Ben clearly remembered the first time he held Taylor in his arms and he remembered she had been heavy.

(Y/n) could feel an itching spreading through her hands and up her arms when she saw their youngest girl in Ben's arms. It was always a different feeling when they held their girls for the first time and she wondered how this time was going to feel. There had been part of (Y/n) that had fretted that this wouldn't be a reality. She had worried that they wouldn't get to hold their newest girl. When things seemed to take a bad turn, (Y/n) thought that they were going to lose one of their girls for the first time.

Tears started to pour from (Y/n)'s eyes the moment Ben gently settled their girl down onto her chest. There was a small plaster over her nose to keep the breathing tube in place but (Y/n) could see that she had small but very dark, rosy lips like Ben's. She had a small button nose that curved up at the end like a cursive flick at the end of a letter and (Y/n) could see she had very warm, chocolate eyes.

"She's so small." (Y/n) whispered as she pressed her chin to her chest so she could get a better look at her. "You'll need some extra loving... and a name." (Y/n) spoke gently before she turned her head so she could lean her cheek against the top of the newborn's head. It made her heart swell with both love and relief to have her baby resting in her arms like this. To know that she was here and she was relatively alright meant the world to both of them.

"I had a thought about a name." Ben mused as he reached over and rubbed his finger gently over the newborn's rosy cheek. Smiling when she seemed to nudge and lean into his touch.

(Y/n) locked her eyes on his own, silently urging him to continue with what he was saying. They had come up with a few names over the past few months but nothing seemed to stick or sound right. (Y/n) really liked a few names but Ben didn't or he just didn't think they sounded right. They had to have something that worked, Taylor, Charlie and Goldie were all different yet fitting and they sounded fine with the last name too.

"What about Luella?"

(Y/n) let her eyes fall back down to the newborn on her chest as she mulled over the name, wondering if she could see herself calling their youngest that. She had to admit that it was a nice name, and it was definitely unique, they didn't know anyone with that name or with children by that name. They could call her Lulu or Ella for short since they had nicknames for all their other girls.

"Luella Jones... I think it's perfect."

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"Is she okay?" Taylor leaned her head to the side as she inched forward just a smidge to try and get a better look at her youngest sister. She swallowed harshly as her eyes flitted up to look at Ben for some kind of reassurance.

The eldest didn't remember what Charlie looked like when she was born but she remembered seeing Goldie in the hospital and she didn't look... like Luella. Goldie didn't look deathly pale to the point she was practically grey, she didn't have tubes and wires poking out of every crevice and she didn't make a scratchy sound when she breathed. Luella looked very small and in Taylor's opinion, sickly, she knew Ben said the youngest girl was a bit earlier than planned but Taylor didn't think that was a cause for concern.

"She's not been very well Tay, but she's gonna be fine." Ben rested his hand on Taylor's back for reassurance as he nudged her to stand closer to (Y/n) who had Luella in her arms. They had thought it best that they let the girls come today rather than yesterday to give (Y/n) a bit of time to recover and feel better so the girls wouldn't worry or get upset by seeing her ill.

"Do you want to hold her?" (Y/n) questioned, a smile pulling at her lips to show Taylor that it was okay. They were having to be very careful and gentle when holding Luella but Taylor would be able to hold her if she wanted to.

But Taylor shook her head, skimming her fingers over her new sister's temple before she stood back beside Ben, leaning into his leg for some kind of protection.

"Me!" Charlie suddenly announced, bouncing on her feet as she reached her arms out for the bed to try and pull herself up. Giggling when she felt Ben picking her up so she could sit on the bed but when she scrambled to try and reach out for her little sister, Ben scooped her up and pulled her back. Settling her down on his lap instead because he knew no matter how gentle Charlie tried to be, she wouldn't be as careful as they needed her to be with Luella.

"Oh no, baby. I don't think you're big enough to hold her yet." Ben pressed his lips to the top of her head as he swayed them side to side, relieved when Charlie didn't whine in protest as she seemed to understand.

Ben's eyes followed Taylor as she walked around the other side of the bed so she could sit next to (Y/n), leaning her head on her mother's shoulder so she could look at her newest sister. She didn't look well, but after studying her for a few moments, Taylor had to admit she had rather pretty features, even if they were covered by a bit of tape and stickers.

"She's here for my birthday." Charlie suddenly stated, remembering that Ben had told her before that Luella wouldn't be here for her birthday but now this meant that she would be.

"Hmm, she made it for daddy's birthday too." (Y/n) responded with a smile that soon faded when she saw the confusion on Charlie's features and the frown that soon became plastered on Taylor's face. Charlie prided herself on the fact that her birthday was closer to Ben's than both Goldie's and Taylor's were even though they were all relatively close together. (Y/n) realised this wasn't going to go down well with them both.

"She was born yesterday?" Taylor questioned as Ben tried to smile as he nodded in response. "That's not fair." She pouted as she folded her arms over her chest. That was some luck for her to share the exact same birthday as Ben when she wasn't even meant to be born this month.

"My birthday surprise." Ben muttered as he smiled at the newborn who was wriggling in (Y/n)'s arms. He had gotten more than one surprise yesterday that he could have done without but even though he would have preferred Luella being born later on, it was nice that he got to share his birthday with his youngest girl.

"No, daddy no!" Charlie cried as tears began to well in her eyes. She wanted to be the one to have the same birthday as Ben, not anyone else.

Ben couldn't help but roll his eyes as he spun Charlie around in his arms so she was facing him. He picked her up so she was standing in his thighs so he could cuddle her against his chest, surprised by the force she used when she wrapped her arms around his neck as she started to sniff to try and stop herself from crying.

"Hey, come on, it doesn't matter that much baby. It's not a reason to cry." Ben hushed as he pressed his lips to her temple. Ben didn't feel like his birthday was really a day he wanted to celebrate from now on with the ordeals it had caused this year. It wasn't a very special day for him anyway, but now he shared that day with one of his girls.

And all of his girls were okay.

[monochromemedic]

Ok but what if Fallon was a twitch streamer

Fallon tapped away at his computer, adjusting his large expensive camera that was pointed at his face, and checked his soundboard for quick commands. He didn’t have any plans for today. He didn’t usually, unless a game came out.  Sometimes he’d talk, sometimes he’d do something crazy and unusual for the stream but most of the time, it was games. He took a quick look at himself in the camera one last time, slid on his sunglasses and started the stream, sending out notifications and a wait screen for people to gather. Of course it didn’t take long. Some people knew Fallon’s schedule like it was integrated in their soul. Others were just quick on the notifications he supposed. As soon as he saw a few people get in he tapped his pencil and began to view possible things from the list of things he had written down. A few minutes later and the chat was bumping. Inside memes, emotes flying, general talk and talk about Fallon himself was rampant. It only flew by faster as he unmuted his mic. “Hey guys, welcome. How’s it going?” He gave a little laugh when chat blew up, and only made people spam an emote he had that was used when Fallon was usually astonished or flustered by chat. He would always give a laugh when people responded so quick and fast. He was amazed at the following he had. “Good? Have a nice meal? Nice weather? Oh what’s that? That a link to- to my face on a ice cream and chat eating it that’s great, won’t give me nightmares.” He chattered before stretching and switching the camera to his face. “Hey. So I’ll be honest. Haven’t a clue what to do today. BUT. Isn’t that how most of our best streams go?” He raised his hands a little before putting them behind his head, swerving a bit in his gamer chair. “So what do we do. Any suggestions? Maybe we’ll just talk and have a bunch of mini things to do.” He looked a chat, swarming with suggestions, some he remembered that he promised to do, mostly joke ones, and some that alot of people were doing. “No taking shoes off, no... you gotta pay for my premium- not even Onlyfans, it’s Onlystans, Onlysimps. It’s like a cult you gotta make a blood sacrifice to get in. There’s like... only 3 other people on the site but you know what the managers there, real sweet.” He chuckled a bit at the reaction of the chat before sliding back up to the computer and starting up a few things people suggested. “Alright how about some shitty games. We’re doing that today, just the absolute bottom of the barrel. See how long it takes to tear our eyes out. Actually you know what.” He sat back in the chair again, hand on his chin. “I’ve seen... alot of shitty games. That just reuse the same assist. Cause you know their pumping this shit out trying to get a quick buck so how about this. We play a few crappy games, and then we go into a certain subgenre. Some real popular thing right now, like a FNAF. And we get some of those and we see how much is recycled and we get a drinking game out of it. Hell we’re look at a few to look at together make a bingo sheet of drinks!” He proclaimed Chat seemed to like that with the amount of pogchamps in the chat. Other people told him that he’d be dead in 10 minutes. “Hey if I get drunk, I get drunk! I don’t anything to do today, do you? I mean if you do maybe get a orange juice or something don’t get plastered. I get paid to get plastered. I get to be the dancing monkey.”  He went to a site and told chat to begin choosing a few and making stuff to go on the bingo card while he got some beers. And soon they had a list of games and a complete bingo card. Some of the games were pretty good in all honesty. Well considering they were trash. Although there was always something in them that made chat go mad with laughter.  A glitch, a funky texture, and later on the reoccurring assets. Soon he was plastered, his face red and sweaty, hair a mess as he tried not to lose his mind over the shitty model of a monster that slid across the ground. People were clipping it, making fun of him for laughing and saying how he was gonna piss his pants with how much he was laughing. It was only when someone in chat called him cute did he  pull his hoodie over a part of his face and paused the game. “No don’t call me cute, I got like... snot runnin down my face and like... i’m on the edge of just barfing.” A few people in the chat agreed, sending him hearts while others teasingly insulted him with jokes like how big of a chin and nose he had, and how ratty his hair was. He was in the middle of laughing and blushing as he waved  at the camera, people calling him handsome and cute. “Nah we gotta... we gotta look at this bear man this ain’t about me i mean look at the funny bear! I mean look at the funny fucking bear.” He sat back up and turned switched the camera to another wait screen, one with a little pair of sunglasses being wiped down that he used when he needed to take his glasses off, and began to wipe his eyes from the tears.  As he wiped down his glasses that were covered in sweat and tears he saw something out of the corner of his eyes in chat. ‘i’m new here, what’s with this guy and the sunglasses?’ A mod sent a command to a bot that spewed out a message, and he realized he hadn’t talked about it in a while. Well uh, as far as he could remember in his little haze. “I saw... someone in chat ask about the glasses.” He began, forgetting to turn his camera on before quickly changing it back, glasses back on his face. “I mean it’s in the description but... I haven’t said it in a while and like maybe I should just for... people who don’t read.” He said with a little snort. A few people in chat started to explain while others just gave a ‘they don’t know’ and a custom emote of Fallon with his glasses down and question marks for eyes. “Um... so. God I shouldn’t explain things while drunk. Uh. I know I put in the description don’t ask, and if you keep bugging me about it I ban or silence you for a while, and i know that’s a bitch move on my part. But i’ll give you some... Fallon lore. I know I might have said this a looong time ago but i’ll just say it again. Realsies, no jokes. Um...” He checked chat again, who were now slowing down, a bit quiet waiting for him to talk. “I uh... I got some problem with eye contact? Like I mention that too in the descripty... but like it’s real... real bad. It’s not like uncomfortable I know that’s what you all think I just get uncomfortable but it’s nooott.... that. I... freak the fuck out. Don’t know why. Just feel like shit when I do, hate being stared at without my glasses, hate looking at people back without em. So I wear sunglasses, the really dark ones, so I can see you, and you can see me, but we don’t like... see each other ya... know? Uh it feels like, the world is looking down at me, and I feel like shit and garbage, and just like... the worst disappointment so yeah-” He gave a little laugh and watched the chat who were spamming hearts and understanding messages. He probably would appreciate it more if he wasn’t plastered but he did stare at the chat for a while just watching the messages fly by. He had to take a second before shaking his head and blinking, before looking back at the game. “Won’t lie, I just stared into like the 6th dimension there. Sorry. Uh... thank you for the nice messages this is... stupidly nice. For ... what’s on the screen right now. You’re all super kind. Honestly this is why I do dumb shit like this and I talk to you about this stuff because you guys aren’t... assholes. You under- well... maybe not understand me at times but you at least put up with my bullshit and like me and you know if I can give even a little bit of love and appreciation back in some form. With dumb jokes and playing shit games it’s ... it’s the least I can do.” He slurred, before sliding back into his seat and taking a swig of water. “Alright let’s get back to the game, I bet some of you aren’t as plastered as you could be. If I don’t see one of you message me, and be like ‘Fallon, I just saw god when I went to go take a piss, i’m suing your ass’ I’m... i’ll be disappointed I don’t know about you guys. He continued to play for a some time, switching to water so he didn’t pass out and eventually ending the stream on a rather sweet note, with a few people saying how they couldn’t wait for the next stream. With the stream off he watched the chat die down into nothing, wiping his brow and smiling before shutting it all down.  His family might have given up on him, and seeing how he lived probably would make them upset. But he honestly didn’t care, he knew that at least he was good in a few peoples eyes.  And that’s all that mattered to him.

[clubmudkip]

The final moments of Mixer - What happens at the end of all things?

There weren’t a lot of people online for Mixer’s final moments, and I feel like this should be documented somewhere. So here it is: what it was like to watch interactive livestreaming platform Mixer exhale its very last breath.

It was announced that Mixer would be shut down on July 22nd, 2020. So hundreds of users gathered to watch the few final streams. In the minutes leading up to 12:00 midnight PST, users watched a purple and orange confetti graphic fall from the banner at the top of the site, covering streams and chats in small circles. A celebration of the end, we waited for the clock to roll over. What does the End look like? What happens when a website ceases to exist? We all wanted to find out. 

For the final hours I watched Mixer user Magiccake62 (now on Twitch under the same name!) stream her usual creative art stream; on this night she chose to make clay figures to celebrate the release of indie game Ooblets. From her hands sprang small birds, mushrooms, and frogs; all collectible creatures from the game. Finally she said, “What are they gonna do, BAN me?” and streamed a movie from her childhood. Fortunately for Maggiccake62, no copyright strikes were received, and she was able to continue until the movie’s end. 

Midnight came, and then went. And it was uneventful. We were all still here. Streams were still running. I was confused, so I did what every person born into the Age of the Internet would do. I googled it. I found one single source. (https://dotesports.com/streaming/news/mixer-shutdown-reportedly-set-for-july-23-after-marketing-error) Gaming news website DotEsports was the only reporter of... a marketing error? Despite all official sources listing the 22nd as the true shutdown time, DotEsports insists the true shutdown to be 11am PST on the 23rd. Honestly, this is so on brand for Mixer, you wonderful garbage website. 

So we laughed and shrugged, some of us kept streaming, but most of us went to bed. 

I needed to see the End. What does it feel like when our provider provides no more? Where do you go when you are kicked out of your home?  How often does a community simply cease to exist? 

I set my alarm early. I woke up at 8:45 PST. Only a few streamers were active. Most were bots running pre-recorded content; facecams saying “Thank you and remember to follow me on Twitch.tv!”. Of the few active users, I saw gamers playing Miinecraft, Fortnite, and various first person shooters that I’m not familiar with. I saw one dude streaming porn (because what are they gonna do, BAN him?). Someone was doing a radio show entitled “Mixer’s Funeral” which featured a looping gif of Gibby from iCarly playing a trumpet in front of a coffin, accompanied by various ‘80’s popular music titles. At 9:00am PST Halo Infinite was announced; many users livestreamed their reaction to the title. 

Around 10:00am PST I stumbled upon a co-stream hosted by users DigiDuncan, Gambiy23, and DB05 (all can be found on Twitch under those same names). Each streamer did their own thing; Gambiy23 streamed sitcom King of Queens right from Netflix (because what are they gonna... you know the rest), DigiDuncan scrolled through Mixer watching bits and pieces of others’ final streams, and DB05 watched Youtube poops. On a Discord call together, they wanted to stream until the very end. So this is where I stayed, tuning in and out of chat, laughing along at the long-forgotten sitcom. I got cozy, and waited. 

At around 10:40am PST, Gambiy23 received a copyright strike from Mixer and was banned, ceasing the King of Queens stream. I guess even at the End of all things, there are still rules. 

[First Screenshot] Knowing that the end was near, DB05 began playing a cutscene of the moon falling to the earth from Legend of Zelda: Majora’s Mask. The building music made my heart pound. At 10:54am PST, Mixer pushed notifications reading “So long, and thanks for all the fish :)”, a quote mentioned before the planet Earth is demolished in order to make way for the hyperspace bypass, featured in the book series Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy written by Douglas Adams. When I hear this quote, I think of it as a goodbye to the universe itself; an acknowledgement of the many wonders one has experienced in their life; one last expression of gratuity for the world they inhabited and the gifts they received from it. It was fitting. Mixer, unafraid, gazed into the void and shouted a final “thank you”. At the same time as the push notifications, MixerBots spammed chats with emojis of goldfish, prompting users to do the same. We sent to chats our final “i love you’s”, “thank you’s”, sent emojis and encouragements, “goodbye’s” and “goodnight’s”. DigiDuncan scrolled through the front page of Mixer, and we watched the streams start to blink out, leaving a blue Mixer “X” logo in their place. The confetti showers returned. The site began to lag. Finally, the clock struck 11:00am PST. 

And the moon fell. 

For a few seconds, the streamers laughed. “Is that it?”, “Is it over?” DB05’s moon had fallen, and the cutscene continued to play. A brilliant flash of white, and Link awakens in the past. The streamers look on, “We’re still he-” Silence cut them off. 

The voices of 10 million users, silenced in an instant. 

I think we expect the End to be deafening, chaotic, and frightening. Like an Action/disaster movie, filled with explosions and screams and panic. But instead the End was peaceful. Quiet. Almost comforting. It was like sitting atop a hill in the morning before the birds start to sing, watching the sun rise over the horizon. Alone, yet serene. 

[Second Screenshot/Third Screenshot] Almost immediately, I realized I could still click around the site. The confetti continued to fall. At 11:12am PST, I returned to the userpage of my friend. All the streams had ended, but the content was still there. User’s “About Me” pages were still active, along with all of their clips, previously recorded streams, and other things like “Stream rules”. I was able to watch the tail end of Magiccake62’s stream from the previous night. I scrolled through Mixer’s homepage, clicking on names to read their bios and watch the stored video clips. It felt like wandering through a neighborhood evacuated before a storm; no time to bring your possessions with you. Houses left unlocked, devoid of life and frozen in time. 

[Fourth Screenshot] by 11:13am PST Chats still remained active as long as you did not navigate away from the page. I continued to talk with some of the users that had been watching the stream. Just a few remaining voices, alone in this huge, empty city. 

[Fifth screenshot/Sixth Screenshot] As I continued to look through the abandoned homes, I caught the tail end of DMacAttack12’s pre-recorded finale stream from the previous night. He was playing indie game Celeste: Farewell. The main character, upon reaching the top of the mountain, experiences a dream where she sees a long dead friend. She apologizes to the friend for not attending the funeral, and the friend laughs. “The Funeral wasn’t for me. It was for all of you, stuck living on without me,” she chortled. The main character awakens from her dream, and takes the time to reconnect with her friends in the present. Perhaps Mixer’s last day was always meant to be that; not a goodbye, but a way to reconnect with each other. 

[Seventh Screenshot] At 11:30am PST, the majority of the streams’ “offline” screencaps had vanished. Chats continued to function, but you could not join new ones. Trying to visit a new stream would result in the chat section loading forever. The voices were dwindling. As far as I could tell, it was just myself and DigiDuncan. We talked about the future and exchanged Twitch handles, and thanked each other for being here - at least we could watch this noiseless sunrise together. We wondered if we were truly alone, if anyone could hear us. We wondered how long this would last. How long did the two of us have, in the End? 

[Eighth Screenshot] At 11:38am PST, chat function disconnected. I could no longer send messages to my new friend. Error messages began popping up in place of streams. DigiDuncan told me they were using chat via OBS, a client that helps you set up and organize your stream (I was just using in browser), so their world was completely different from the one that I was experiencing. I worried about DigiDuncan. I was forced out, and I don’t know if they were left to experience the End alone. 

[Ninth Screenshot] At 12:10pm PST, All mixer URLs began returning this error message. The End was no longer a void, but a brilliant blinding white light. But as quickly as it came, it vanished. 

[Tenth Screenshot] I returned to the Mixer homepage at 12:11pm PST to find it completely empty, but still stylized with the Mixer logo and signature blue backgrounds. The booming voice of the error message notifies me that something has gone wrong as the homes filled with memories I had been visiting vanish around me, leaving endless winding pavement streets and empty grass lots in their wake. What was once a bustling community was now nothing at all. Any presence of the people who once lived here, their culture, their love and their stories, had simply evaporated into the sunrise. With no other words or pictures to advertise streams, everything is quiet. It is peaceful. It is the End.

[Eleventh Screenshot] By 12:16pm PST, all Mixer URLs displayed a graphic of a blue robot with hearts for eyes. This continues to be the case at the time of posting. With no users and no staff, Mixer itself is Alone, yet serene. In this graphic, at the End of all things, Mixer sighs a final “thank you” to the diaspora.

Goodnight Mixer. So long and thanks for all the fun :)