#dorothy 01

[nanadoesart]

IMMERSION-PHASE 2

for @ribustol

[pink-yuri]

♡ GUNBURED x SISTERS ♡

[quotes-from-oz]

"You're a very bad man!" "Oh, no, my dear. I'm a very good man. I'm just a very bad wizard."

Dorothy and the Wizard in The Wizard of Oz film, 1939

[babsrms]

♡ Lookbook.01 feat Taylor - @babsrms ♡

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[tidescfchaos]

"Sounds like a productive weekend if nothing else." With a little luck, the distraction on something a bit brighter like holiday shopping would at least temporarily lift the other's spirits. There was no denying that Priya cared for the community here in her own way, even if she distanced herself from it every now and then. "I should follow suit, the holidays always manage to somehow creep up on me each year. I've lost track of how many times I've left it to the last minute." A soft laugh fell from her lips. Neither her nor her aunts really celebrated Christmas, but they still took to the gift giving aspect after Priya moved in since it was something she used to do with her parents.

"Who knows if I'll actually get around to it this weekend, though." Shopping wouldn't be as distracting as she wanted it to be. "I have to work for part of the weekend so I'm not sure my plans will be that much more exciting either." She hoped for some sort of rush during her shift to at least make the time fly by faster. "Aside from that," her eyes drifted towards the ceiling as she tried to think of how to have a slightly interesting weekend, "I might spend sometime at RollerBlaze, see what kind of fun there is to be had there. If all else fails, I might kill some time at Breaking Glass. I'm sure someone is bound to do something ridiculous there at some point over the weekend."

Dorothy appreciated the understanding; it was a hard time for more than just her in Cardinal Hill, she understood that, and while she would never have wished it upon anyone else, the shared experience did provide a certain amount of ease for Dorothy as she suspected it would make those around her more understanding and less demanding. It wasn't that those in her life had necessarily been demanding when she had experienced her previous loss, but there undoubtedly had been times where Dorothy thought that their good intentions - such as wanting to care for her - became too much. Loss was such a tricky thing to navigate, as Dorothy was reminded of by these recent events.

Pondering Priya's question was a nice distraction, even while Dorothy still couldn't rid herself of the weight pressing against her chest. "I was actually thinking of starting my Christmas shopping," she told her. "I feel like my list of who to buy presents for grows each and every year, so I want to get ahead of myself just a little bit." Dorothy prided herself in really knowing her loved ones, and so she always liked to put in a lot of effort when it came to gift giving. "That's the extent of my plans, though," she continued, meaning that she hadn't actually formally organised anything - as per Dorothy's usual style. "Do you have anything more exciting in store?" She pondered.

[myaeomi-sims]

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[swanno-arts]

"Six makes a Fix!" "Sixers make the Fixers!" "... we'll work on that."

Say hello to the severely understaffed bunches of Branch F - unguaranteed to assist the company's fixing/fixer needs!

The Time Traveller, or Time Traveller or Traveller if you're so in a rush, is designated Sinner 01-F AND the branch manager. No one's quite sure what their deal is with their T Corp getup, but they are a valuable asset when things go south and is quite the brilliant mind. Nobody knows their name, not even themself.

Winston Smith is designated Sinner 02-F, usually the one in charge of keeping records and documentations. Cautious and barely composed - he makes sure nobody tries to stab one another, to much failures.

Dorothy Parker is designated Sinner 03-F, mostly here to make things "lively" - which does involve copious amount of food and alcohol - with the fact that she's easily bored. As deadpan as she looks, she will ramble one's ears off on multiple occasions and judge anyone for... mostly everything and anything.

John Yossarian is designated Sinner 04-F, gets into all sorts of shenanigans and incomprehensible antics. Goes out his way to make excuses to not go on missions, failing almost every time. Acts as if everyone was out to kill him. (Probably true.)

Douglas Quail is designated Sinner 05-F, thankfully a rather normal one compared to everyone else. He's genuinely excited at the prospects of working for Limbus Company it almost seemed a bit strange. Her special interest is Mars and is not subtle over her obsession.

JS/07 M 378, JS or "Jayes" as the others call him, is designated Sinner 06-F, ironically. He's relatively new to the company. Nobody knows his actual name, or if he even had one - and frankly JS insisted it was never important. That aside, JS is obedient and hard-working to a fault. Rarely had he ever held his own opinions.

Did you guessed the literary sources correctly? I'm sure you did for some of them! :] In order:

The Time Machine - H. G. Wells

1984 - George Orwell

But The One on The Right - Dorothy Parker (Short story)

Catch-22 - Joseph Heller

We Can Remember It for You Wholesale - Philip K. Dick (Short story)

The Unknown Citizen - W. H. Auden (Poem)

Their company outfit and full infos will come in due time :] For now, I'm really happy with these.

Credit to @/threadtheocracy for the ID template.

[niko-sasaki-dbd]

Niko Sasaki.

Dead Boy Detectives Agency

insp. «you never know when the good you do may come back around»

[source: quote by ranata suzuki || dead boy detectives, episode 8 (16:46 + 42:18) || letter to dorothy brett, dated august 14, 1918 by katherine mansfield || dead boy detectives, episode 8 (12:13) || the Iliad by homer (translated by emily wilson) || dead boy detectives, episode 8 (42:16 + 20:01) || the little prince by antoine saint-exupéry || absquatulate in the cambridge dictionary || magic aesthetic, pin by alexia || candle by yoshira sachiko in women poets of japan]

[concept: on grieving]

edwin / charles / paineland / niko / crystal

[code-es]

The women who laid the foundation of tech

EDIT: I noticed that this post ended up being reblogged by terfs. If you're transphobic this post is not for you to reblog. I want to celebrate everyone who is not a cis man in this industry, including trans women and nonbinary people in tech, and it was my mistake to only include cis women in this post when there are so many trans women and nonbinary people who have done great things in tech as well. Trans women are women and just as important.

Here you can read about trans ppl in tech, and please do:

https://www.thecodingspace.com/blog/2022-03-01-six-trans-programmers-who-shattered-the-lavender-ceiling/

https://abcnews.go.com/Business/transgender-tech-visibility-obstacles-remain/story?id=76374628

The morning of women's day i attended a super inspiring seminar about being a woman in tech at a large tech company in my city, and now I'm inspired to share what I learned with all of you!

I didn't have time to finish this post on women's day, but it's not too late to post now: every day is a day to celebrate women!

Women actually laid the foundation for a lot of the tech industry.

For example, the first computer, ENIAC, was programmed completely by women! While men were the behind the scenes engineers, it was women who did all the actual programming of ENIAC.

The women who made up the team responsible for programming it were called Jean Bartik, Kay McNulty, Betty Holberton, Marlyn Wescoff, Frances V. Spence and Ruth Teitelbaum.

I think one woman who is finally getting her overdue recognition is Ada Lovelace. She was a mathematician (also often referred to as the first programmer) who created the first algorithm in 1842, which wasn't recognized until 1953! However, since none of her machines were ever completed it was never tested in practice during her time.

She has since been celebrated by giants such as google, and she has given name to a programming language (Ada). She was also the first person to write about what is today known as AI. Back when she was practicing, computers were simply thought of as calculators. But she had an idea that if computers can understand numbers, then that can be translated to letters, and in turn that can lead to computers being able to handle words, and eventually even write, draw and create music.

Hedy Lamarr was a famous Hollywood actress in the 40's, but she was also an inventor who laid ground for what we use today for Wi-Fi, Bluetooth and GPS services.

During WW2 she wanted to contribute positviely to the military efforts against the Nazis, and she tried to figure out how to radio control torpedoes. In 1942 she patented her technology "Secret Communications System", also known as frequency hopping, which laid the foundation for the technology we use today for Wi-Fi, GPS and Bluetooth. It wasn't until 1962 that it was first used for its intended purpose, during the cuban missile crisis.

Grace Hopper invented the first compiler, called A-0, in 1955, and was also part of the Univac team, which was the company also responsible for building ENIAC. She also initiated work on the COBOL programming language.

She was also the one to coin the term "bug" in 1947. Computers back then had lights to visualize their working process (which was also a womans idea to implement btw) and bugs would be attracted to the lights, but usually that was no issue - until a bug made its way into a tube which caused the computer to stop working. Hopper taped the bug to a piece of paper and logged what caused the crash - a bug.

Dorothy Vaughan (left), alongside colleagues such as Katherine Johnson (middle) and Mary Jackson (right), was a mathematician at NASA (called NACA when she started) who worked on the orbit for the first ever manned spaceflight and later also on Apollo 11 that would take humanity to the moon!

When Vaughan started at what was then called NACA, segregation was still prevalent in the US and she was not allowed in the same areas in the office as her white colleagues. Another department was formed for the black staff, and when the director of said department unexpectedly died, she was appointed as the new director and thus became the first ever black woman at that position at NACA/NASA. In 1958 when NACA becomes NASA segregation is forbidden, and that is when Vaughan and her colleagues Johnson and Jackson started working on programming the orbit and later also Apollo 11.

Continuing on the same track of NASA and space, Margaret Hamilton was the Apollo project's first actual programmer. Hamilton became the director of software engineering at NASA in 1965, and she was also the person to first coin the term !

In the image above, she stands next to all the handwritten code that was used to send humanity to the moon. During the early stages of the project when she would speak of "sofware engineering", software development was not taken as seriously as other forms of engineering, and it wasn't regarded as a science, either. She wanted to legitimize software development as an engineering discipline, and overtime the term "software engineering" gained the same respect as any other technical discipline.

And lastly, if you're a woman in STEM, I want to highlight and celebrate you! Being a woman in a male dominated industry is not easy, we often suffer from sterotype threat and are not seen as our own individuals, but rather "the woman" in a room full of men. But just as these women, I'm sure you will achieve greatness!!

Here are some additional resources if you'd like to learn more:

https://www.history.com/news/coding-used-to-be-a-womans-job-so-it-was-paid-less-and-undervalued

https://digitalfuturesociety.com/programming-when-did-womens-work-become-a-mans-world/

And this was mainly my source for this post, but it's unfortunately only available in Swedish:

Thank you for reading ✨

[pink-yuri]

♡ GUNBURED x SISTERS ♡

[quotes-from-oz]

There's no place like home!

Dorothy Gale in The Wizard of Oz film, 1939

[king-starscreams-fics]

Summary: Optimus and Megatron move into their new home. Now that they are not guests under the Maltos' roof, the temptation to 'try things out' while they await the completion of the new space bridge is high. Optimus decides he doesn't want to wait.

Rating:

Explicit

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Category:

M/M

Fandoms:

Transformers: Earthspark (Cartoon)

Transformers - All Media Types

Relationship:

Megatron/Optimus Prime

Characters:

Megatron (Transformers)

Optimus Prime

Dorothy "Dot" Malto

Ratchet (Transformers)

Additional Tags:

Bedroom play

Sticky Sexual Interfacing (Transformers)

Optimus tempts Megatron

Mechpreg

Trauma

Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD

Megatron has PTSD

Past Rape/Non-con

Past Sexual Abuse

Sexual coercion discussed

Angst and Fluff and Smut

smut with plot

Virgin Optimus

Megatron's gladiator days

Slavery

Sexual Slavery

Forced Pregnancy

Childbearing in slavery

Tags May Change

Other Additional Tags to Be Added

Body Functions

Vomiting

Urination

Morning Sickness

Language: English

Published: 2024-01-02

[wiltyard]

fall once more | tf: earthspark

masterlist ch: 01 [you are here]

started on: 12/2022 chapter posted on: 11/25/2024

Warning/s: n/a

REMINDER: This is a reader-insert/oc-insert. Ero is YOU. Gender neutral pronouns will be used. No use of Y/N.

"Alright, until GHOST figures out what to do with our new...friend here..." Ero had already tuned out their conversation by then, zoning out as their gaze wandered to the trees across the clearing. They’ve heard of this conversation before. How nice of them to treat them so well after everything they’ve done.

Ero didn’t have a concrete vision of their future, not that they didn’t want one, just that they couldn’t. Every waking moment was either filled with pain, tests, check-ups, or whatever task Dr. Meridian had thrown them. They never had the privilege to hope, and dream.

Even if things were different if they did have the time—hard emphasis on if—whatever future they would have envisioned then would still be nothing compared to the life they have now.

Dr. Meridian is gone. That is something they haven’t processed properly yet, and it was something they wouldn’t even dare think of back then. He was a constant in their life, for the longest time, and for him to just disappear like that, it's hard to make peace with, even if he wasn’t exactly a source of comfort or happiness.

Maybe he abandoned them, who knows? They don’t want to think about it. Because then they’d have to acknowledge that the thought bothers them. Being abandoned, thrown away.

Could they call this place a home? Maybe not, they’ll get kicked out in a week or two, they’re not exactly hopeful about sticking around, nor do they want to stay here. Where they’d go afterward, they don’t know but they’ll make do.

One thing they missed from their past routine was having so much to do and little time to think. The more they think, the more they spiral, the more they doubt, and the more they feel confused. Maybe they'll ask later if they could have something to do. But again, not hopeful.

Dorothy eyed them from a distance, watching them closely. It didn’t go unnoticed, it’s hard not to when the feeling of holes being burned on the back of your head is difficult to ignore. They had to get used to the staring at some point, that too was difficult. If it’s not Dorothy, it’s the children, if it’s not the children, Alex, if not any of the humans or the Terrans, it’s one of the Autobots.

It's not that they don't understand why they're acting like this. Ero would do the same thing, at least they think so. But…they still hate the staring. 

Ero of course has to pretend they don’t notice it. It’d be more uncomfortable for them than they already are to turn and stare back at whoever was watching them. Think about it, to hold the gaze of someone who clearly isn’t fond of your company, and maybe they don’t all feel that way, but still.

Just imagining it was enough to discomfort them as they shifted their posture a little, crossing and uncrossing their arms, fiddling with the fabric of their clothes that were so generously donated to them, they can't help but feel bothered by the weight of it, whether it's the weight of the clothes or….the guilt of everything. That, they’re not sure of. And they’d rather not let it consume them.

Eventually, Dorothy turned her attention to the leader of the Autobots, asking a question in a voice too low for Ero to hear, but loud enough to catch snippets of whatever she said to Optimus. “....Optimus...sure...safe?...the kids.”

Ero tilted their head a little, not too much to make it obvious that they were looking, but enough to catch a glimpse of Dorothy nodding to the children. The human children and the Terrans that Ero should’ve been paying attention to in the first place. They realized a bit too late that the kids in question were approaching them, a group of four, four too many. And before Ero could even think of fleeing, the Malto children had already closed in much to their dismay, now throwing out more questions at Ero than they could answer.

One thing Ero had to learn the hard way was they were quite terrible at socializing with other humans, especially with kids. They even told Optimus this when he asked them what they were looking forward to experiencing on their way to the Malto family’s residence, completely ignoring the question at all because what is there to look forward to?

“I don’t know. Is there anything to look forward to?” They added after, asking in a monotone manner with their gaze unfocused. Optimus could remember that moment clearly because of the almost melancholic tone to their voice.

Back to the present, Optimus watched the entire scene unfold before him, and despite the looks and glances Ero shot at him, almost asking him to help them. He only gave them a look back, silently telling them that he had no intentions of interfering. This crushed whatever hope they had to be taken out of the situation, given the way their shoulders slumped in defeat.

No doubt he believed they needed this as “exposure therapy”, or something along those lines, they really don’t need it. But whatever makes him feel satisfied. They’ll just think of this as an order, a task given to complete, yes, that’s right. They’ll get through this, this is easy.

“I heard from Optimus you’re technically not human anymore! How does it feel? Do you eat human food? If you eat, does it still come out the other way一?”

They suppressed the urge to hit themselves. Knowing if they did, they might have to deal with another lecture about proper social etiquette. Whatever that means.

Optimus on the other hand, Optimus was sure they weren't a danger to the children. What he had observed while Ero was under his care was enough confirmation and reassurance for his thoughts about them. However, what he thought of Ero and what they were capable of was different from what the others thought of them. To the others, they were someone who had put their friends and family at risk, Dr. Meridian’s child.

Megatron had openly detested Ero, the potential danger they posed to the Malto family, and Dorothy's family, and endangering them was more than enough reason for him to dislike them even if that made him a hypocrite due to his history.

The Terrans? After risking their human siblings' lives? Let's say it'll take much longer for them to warm up, much less even trust Ero. This shows in the way they hovered closely next to Mo and Robby while throwing in their questions. Twitch and Thrash weren't exactly...fond of them either. Curious, sure, but trust Ero? Ha. No.

The blue and red mech sighs, taking a while before he finally nods to answer Dot’s question. The look on her face though was enough for him to understand she wasn't happy with just a nod. She wanted a verbal, direct, answer. An answer that for once the leader of the Autobots couldn't give.

Optimus wished their new friend at least tried to seem more…friendly, and easy to get along with, but he knew better than to hope. With their short time under his watch, he knew they’d have trouble integrating themselves back into society, while also giving the others a hard time, albeit unintentionally.

Still, he was already bracing himself for the numerous headaches he'll have to deal with in the near future, no doubt brought by Ero, maybe not directly because of them, but because of what the others had to say. Just the thought of what's to come was enough to tire him.

His eyes were now on the ground, then turned to look at Dorothy again. "Yes. It is safe, for now, you and your family are not alone nor will we let anything happen to you alone. I swear to you, Dorothy."

She still wasn't convinced, but... she decided to trust him on this. He has never intentionally put them in danger after all. Trouble just...finds them.

In truth, Optimus is still unsure of what compelled him to decide taking Ero under the Autobots', and of course the Maltoses' wings. Even if the rest of them believed Ero was far more trouble than they were worth. But, to leave them at the mercy of Earth's governments, someone who no doubt would catch many people's attention, the wrong people’s attention, he thought of it as too cruel.

Maybe it's because of how far the cruelty of human beings could go for the sake of progress, innovation, or even just at a shot of power or immortality, that they could be subjected to even more experiments. Knowing what they know about Ero, what they had endured while affiliated and being in Dr. Meridian's company, wasn't that enough punishment? Their mere existence, what they’ve been turned into, what they became, isn't it enough?

And if he were to even bring his thoughts up to them, he knew they wouldn't share the sentiment. Ero would try to appreciate it with what little understanding they have of these types of emotions, with emphasis on "try", but then immediately, almost comically, try to prove him wrong with their thoughts.

Maybe if they weren't so unused to human emotions, they would have initially scoffed at him, waving it off as they barked out an almost condescending laugh, perhaps garnering some narrowed and questionable stares from whoever was in earshot, hearing the conversation. While holding much respect for Optimus, they would have believed his opinions regarding them as stupid, or his sympathy misplaced.

He’s seen the way Ero reacted to pity, sympathy, and anything that involved consideration and concern for them, of the many things Ero could control, it’s their body language and expressions when faced with emotions foreign to them that they could not. It seemed that they did not like pity, at least directed at them.

When asked, all they could answer with was; “It’s unpleasant.”

Or...the way their eyes would look. So, downcast, full of...something. He knew it was strange somewhat, knowing Ero’s history, some of it at least, one could say it was alien to them.

He turns once he feels Megatron’s presence next to him, the bot in question crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes at the kids and Ero. Without turning, he starts; “If you're wrong about this Prime—”

“Yes, I know.” He doesn't let him finish, he doesn't need to. He knows Megatron’s uncertainty and distrust was from a place of concern. He was quiet, a beat passed, then two before he turned to Megatron. “...you should spend some time with Ero. Perhaps it could prove useful in your assessment of them.”

Megatron huffs at that idea, he wasn't happy with it. Ero is no little birdy. But he’s not turning him down immediately so there's a chance. “You’ll find you share more things in common with them than you think.”

Maybe it's the way Optimus’ voice lost its initial edge, the way it grew soft because Megatron found himself considering it. The things this bot could convince him to do, and he’d find a way to justify it just for Optimus. And it’s not like it’d hurt to try. “Fine.”

Optimus didn't say anything back, he didn't need to. The smile on his face was enough for Megatron to know he was pleased with that answer. He only rolled his optics at him as he walked off. He’ll monitor their little prisoner another day, not today. “I have a recon mission to get to, I’ll see you around Optimus.”

He transformed into his alt-mode, and with that, he was off as Optimus watched behind until he was out of sight. He sighs, then turns to check on Ero, finding them alone and giving him an apologetic look as they wave at him. Only then does he realize he has the children’s attention, seeing them make their way toward him.

“You had a tinier version of you in your trailer?!” Twitch exclaimed, exasperated, before pointing an accusatory finger at him. “AND YOU USED IT AS A SCOUT??? WHY DOES ERO KNOW ABOUT THIS BUT NOT US?”

Watching them throw so many questions at him, not even letting him have a word in, Ero almost felt bad. Still, they figured it was better to just get their attention elsewhere, to anyone, just not them. What better way than to bring up something Optimus told them?

It wasn’t anything sensitive, something interesting, and something most had no clue about the big guy. Something Optimus thought would help distract Ero when he somehow figured out that they were nervous. And to this day Ero has no clue how he found that out, they’re not gonna ask. The thought that someone just sees through them, “understood” them in a way… didn’t feel as nice as it should.

With that, they took this as their chance to slip away from the group, from the kids, and hid behind the other side of the barn. Once out of the others’ sight, they sat down and allowed themselves to finally relax.

Throwing their head back, they closed their eyes and audibly sighed. Taking in the sounds of nature—the rustling leaves, the cows, the birds—and, along with the distant voices, the kids’ numerous questions. Optimus was doing his best to answer all of them while attempting to calm Twitch’s momentary anger.

While confusing for Ero to witness, these people’s dynamics felt comfortable and warm, a stark contrast to the bitter cold they were used to. From heated glares to concerned gazes. Threats to soft-spoken encouragement. From dark, bleak, and cold rooms to the open and sunny outdoors.

Ero opens their eyes, staring at the sky that’s now tinted with pink as the sun sets in the distance. It was peaceful. They’re not used to it, admittedly.

“You’re as slippery as a quantum drift.” A voice suddenly spoke up behind them.

Ero immediately tensed once they heard his voice. Of course, it was Bumblebee. The ever-friendly yellow Autobot.They’ve met long before, but not in the best circumstances—the whole working for Dr. Meridian thing and everything else in between.

Once they saw that familiar yellow, they unconsciously relaxed just a tiny bit. They don’t know how to personally feel about him. Their past interactions with him weren’t all…that bad. Sure he was talkative, and said too much, but he tried to be friendly with them. Tried to talk instead of resorting to violence or trying to hurt them as most did.

Bumblebee tried reasoning with them. And, well, he was right to make that call.

They still have no clue how to feel about Bumblebee, or any of them to be honest. He was friendly, but too friendly that they wanted to lump him with every other well-meaning but ultimately shallow individual they’ve ever met in this lifetime. 

Still, something in Bumblebee’s tone made them pause. Something that reminded them of the strange, uncomfortable warmth they sometimes felt in their chest, when the sunlight hit the surface of their crystalline body just right. It felt too much like hope.

Despite the not-so-unpleasant experiences they had with him, it didn’t erase the unease Ero had about him (or anyone to be honest). They know better than most, the friendliest faces are often the most dangerous. Or maybe they’re just jumping to conclusions and he is just a friendly face. Still, they’d rather take their chances with assuming wrong about him than putting their already fragile sense of safety at risk. But what risk?

These people have been nothing but kind to them. Even when they don’t ever need to be. They had every right to treat them like they were nothing but the dirt beneath their feet, and yet, despite the cautiousness each of them had whenever interacting with Ero, they could sense even just the slightest concern in their voices.

“...I could say the same to you.” Ero’s tone was steady, they straightened their back, feeling the weight of their crystalline form shift ever so slightly. It wasn’t comfortable, this body they were forced to inhabit, but it was theirs. And as of now, no possible way of changing back.

They clearly weren’t happy with his intrusion. It was obvious he was there to check on them to see what they were doing, but he could’ve done it from a distance, no need to actually talk to them. What do they even have to say to him anyway? Nothing.

Bumblebee’s expression shifted a little, sensing they wouldn’t just let down their walls around him that easily, and he'd tried a bunch of times. If what he’s heard of them was correct, then, maybe they weren’t that bad. Just need to get through that tough exterior they built up.

“Well, what can I say, can’t be the best scout of the Autobots if I can’t slip in and out of places like that.” He grinned, leaning against the barn wall, and this time, Ero only gave him a side glance, before turning away again. His grin faltered a little. Tough crowd?

“You distracting the kids like that, getting their attention on Optimus instead so you’d be able to leave—pretty clever. You could be a pretty good scout, too, you know.” He tried again, his voice was a bit softer now, none of that banter he usually carried. The banter never worked anyway, Ero only ever reacted to the words, never the tone, never the nuances. They were always so careful.

And Ero, once again, barely reacted, their gaze hardened as they turned away again. That compliment landed somewhere between confusion and just plain discomfort. It’s not that Bumblebee was wrong, it’s just that his words didn’t reach them. Nothing could. At least for now. They’ve only been here a couple of days after all, and only today were they allowed to interact with the rest of the Malto family. He can’t blame them for being distant. But he’d hoped they’d at least…open up a little.

Before his run-ins with Ero, he’s heard rumors here and there about them, apparently from Decepticons who escaped Mandroid’s grasp. How they did it with a little help from someone inside, Dr. Estes Meridian heard of these rumors himself, but never once thought it would be his own child.

“...thanks.” They finally spoke up before going silent again. It’s a bit difficult to read Ero now that he thought about it. Outside of what they’re willing to talk about, their actions, they’re relatively…blank. If that makes any sense. As in, if there’s nothing that pushes them to do something, they don’t do anything, they don’t say anything. Speaks-when-spoken-to kinda deal but also in terms of actions, situations.

Bumblebee sighed internally, while he may not have achieved his goal of getting Ero to open up, them responding back was enough progress, right? Maybe tomorrow will be different. If not, then maybe the next day after that.

“Slippery as a quantum drift.” → “Slippery as a fox.”

Delivered as promised before the end of November. My phone got confiscated at my big age of 21 while I was in the middle of writing this the past few weeks.

Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy it. I literally have an unfinished published fanfic I haven’t touched since 2021 and let’s cross our fingers I don’t do the same with this one ong.

Also please point out any inconsistencies or typos!

[hollywoodlady]

Classic movie stars + music

01 - 'Clara Bow', by Taylor Swift;

02 - 'Bette Davis Eyes', by Kim Carnes;

03 - 'John Wayne', by Lady Gaga;

04 - 'Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge On Seattle', by Nirvana;

05 - 'Steve McQueen', by Sheryl Crow;

06 - 'Dorothy Dandridge Eyes', by Janelle Monáe feat. Esperanza Spalding;

07 - 'James Dean', by Eagles;

08 - 'Mabel Normand', by Stevie Nicks;

09 - 'Rock Hudson, by Kelly Clarkson;

10 - 'Vincent Price', by Deep Purple

[gatlingfever]

Both of them did never met each other until Eden. Marian felt minor distrust for this one but it's better than nothing meeting a fellow Nikke from a desolated world where they belong. What does Dorothy mean by 'i do know you'? Perhaps, no clue and no idea all along.

Did she heard about 'Modernia'? Same as 'no clue and no idea all along'. Oh, she wants to know her? Nothing wrong with that. Wished Commander taught her not to talk to strangers.

"Marian..." That was it. A very simple introduction as formalities aren't taught on her. "I'm... just looking for Commander or anyone."

⠀⠀⠀❛ ⠀I don't believe we've met,⠀ ❜ ⠀⠀DOROTHY ⠀says with all the ease of someone perfectly well-adjusted to their situation (which she isn't),  ⠀❛ ⠀but if my hunch is accurate, I do know of you.⠀ ❜ ⠀It was easy enough to recognize a Nikke when you were a Nikke. As for the rest... Well, it hadn't been a very detailed description, but she'd heard from a reliable source of the Commander's progress before he even set foot into Eden. Progress as it pertained to a certain Heretic, anyway...

⠀⠀⠀❛ ⠀That puts you at a slight disadvantage. My name is Dorothy... and I'm curious to know what name you go by now.⠀ ❜ ⠀

⤷ @gatlingfever : s.c.

[3rdeyeblaque]

March 2024 on The Hoodoo's Calendar: Blackbelt Hoodoo Divination (fauna & flora)

•3/7 Morris Slater aka Railroad Bill (D-Day)

•3/10 Harriet Ross Tubman (D-Day)

•3/11 Venerable Henriette Delille (B-Day)

•3/12 Virginia Hamilton (B-Day)

•3/20 Rosetta Tharpe (B-Day)

•3/21 Son House (B-Day)

•3/24 Dorothy Height & John M. Brewer (B-Day)

🌱 Root of the Month for March 2024: White Sage

🌗Waning Moon at 11:42 degrees in Sagittarius on Sunday, March 3rd

🌑New Moon at 01:14 degrees in Pisces on Sunday, March 10th

🌓Waxing Moon at 19:40 degrees in Cancer on Sunday, March 17th

🌕Full Moon at 05:07 degrees in Libra on Monday, March 25th

Purchase your copy of The 2024 Hoodoo's Calendar asap. Once they're sold out - that's it! No restock!