#nah i enjoy it tho

[doc-davey]

Got high, watched some House of David, and ate some cheesy pizza, hell yeahh

I still got some more episodes to watch BUT, idc what anyone else thinks, I’m enjoying this so far. I live for the lore for all of the characters 🔥 it really got me tehee kicking my feet giggling over everything lmao. I still have some icks tho, and as everyone else already stated, yeah I really don’t like how they try to villainize the people that worship other gods. Also- what’s with the consensus of the Amalekites being cannibals?? It’s not just the House of David- I also see it in the upcoming David Movie when I found some of their concept art with David and some enemies wearing a bunch of bones- yeah let me guess… cannibals huh? Tbh idk what group of ppl they are- maybe it’s the Philistines, but yeah… They especially tried to do that with Doeg- but with casting spells and killing animals shi 😭 he fr didn’t need to do all of that bru…

Well, the fight scenes were badass, also Jonathan sparring with Saul and venting to each other… yesssssssssss YES. Also- poor David I feel for him in this 😔 and I didn’t expect them to actually add his cinderella—Nitzevet from the Talmud backstory in this aaa. ​I also love whenever Samuel is cracking up and everyone just stands there with a straight face. And yum, torment Saul some more pls. Ngl, that vision he had where he fr starts tweaking out- I fw it but the visuals were a bit corny nglll 😭 but not them already showing the Gilboa battle and Jonathan dying NAHHHH 🥀🥀

When will David and Jonathan interact tho… hello?? I need them meet each other already… NOW ☠️☠️

Anyways here are my hear me outs: Ishbaal, Abner, Michal, and the Witch

Abner is such a FINE old man, give bro some slack 🙏🙏 I would gladly clap-

Anyways, after watching a few episodes, was high and doodling David, Jonathan and everyone as birds in my sketchbook. I couldn’t stop thinking abt them as birds. I got quite hyperfixated, and l ended up with a bunch of pages of them… they’re honestly so cute tho 😭

LOOK!!! Hehe

Here’s some more doodles

And there’s bird Saul and Jonathan

Lmaoooo

Anyways this lead up to my 7th David Anniversary has been greatt

[hyakunana]

When you need to lie, but you're a good boy.

[midnight-mourning]

for the ask game!

🎭💕⏪(for confused spirit) and 🌻

hehe, thank you for the ask Bash ^^

🎭- ooo okay, one i like a lot is when people don't make eclipse a third guy but incorporate the concept into the two dca, it always is very interesting how each person does it because it's always a unique take!

for dislikes, I'm not usually a fan of the choice to make the dca brothers when they're in the same body or there's not a 'logical' reason for the choice, if that makes sense, like if it's an au with mers, aliens, royalty etc. I can see it/get behind it, but when it's specifically the robots/plex fic it just isn't my cup of tea

💕- oh several! i can't think of them all off the top of my head, but there's been very few aus I've come across that i don't like/don't interest me so assume that if someone has an au, I probably enjoy it ^^

Specifics however... @divinit3a's yetis and the horror boys come to mind, as well as @cozycitrus' cult au AND the cannibal one (which i don't think has a name yet but oughhhh it's peak) I love @luckyyyduckyyy's mer designs a LOTT, and @alynwrench & @nebula-remnants cowboys are also pretty cool, @vermeillll just started a pirate au that im frothing at the mouth over, and @monsteractiasluna's off boys have me in a chokehold (as always), those are just a few, all very very lovely hehe ^^

⏪- been thinking on it some more, would probably make arc 2 a lot worse, and by that i mean more intense with things, I think it's good, i definitely think it hurts, but I also think I could've been a lot meaner :) but! still have plenty of time to make up for it WHO SAID THAT

🌻- VANESSSAAAAAA godd her story is just, what she could have been, the entire concept behind her (the TAPES THE CUT VOICELINES OH MY GOD-) ahem, besides vanessa, i am a fan of Ballora's design, Chica's story in ruin made me so sad, ummm non-woman would be Glamrock Freddy i think he is very silly, there's probably others (i enjoy 99% of FNAF game characters) but these would be the top

Ask game here for those curious!

[themonotonysyndrome]

Don't get me wrong, I wanna sit on John's face (I don't care what the fandom calls him as long as it's not Zade fucking Meadows or else I'm throwing rocks at y'all) but I know myself too much to take him seriously.

I would wanna see who can give PTSD first.

Oh, you're watching me? Well, I hope you like seeing my lazy ass pluck hair out of my head and use it as a floss to get that popcorn kernel out.

Oh, you're trying to call me? Sorry, I don't answer unknown numbers unless they're GrabFood drivers.

Oh, you always know my locations? Great, then go find my missing car keys.

snfjsdknfjksdnf

John might killed me out of annoyance but at least I'll die laughing.

[qprstobin]

Everyone loves the 'eddie has been crushing on Steve off and on since sophomore year' trope but honestly love me an Eddie who is like "yeah Harrington is hot, I've got eyes, but prep isnt my type" and honestly just doesn't think about Steve that much! Outside of, like, school gossip, especially during/after Steve's fall from grace. Really kind of love the idea of Eddie not giving the time of day to Steve up until his little sheep come to him every day weaving wild tales about the shit Steve has done, and even then it isn't really until he sees Steve go teeth first at a demobat that he starts reevaluating Steve and seeing him in a new light.

Because Eddie honestly kind of gives the impression that he's just as much caught up in his own world view as Steve was pre upside down/even pre S2. And like I know that we love Steve but Steve hasn't really done anything to give most of like his classmates any reason to love him aside from the generic jock stuff lbr. Especially for someone like eddie who is extremely anticomformist to the point of monologuing on the lunch tables.

And it's not so much a 'love at first bite' (heh) situation either but just all the things during and after s4 and the friendship they develop that makes Eddie reevaluate not only Steve but his world view and what he wants from the world! It makes him think. Fighting interdimensional monsters has a way of bringing out the best and the worst in people. And Eddie finds he likes what he's seeing. I'm not necessarily saying I want a slow burn either, but having them both have time to be like "huh maybe this person isn't what I thought i would want but he is want i want, isn't he?"

[casualmonsterenjoyer]

So, I just watched the final episode and I've been loud ugly crying for the past 20 minutes.

I think this is the happiest ending I could have witnessed.

Yes, Tech is actually dead but he will always be with his brothers and Omega. They will continue to honor him and he will never be forgotten. And so will we as a fandom.

The clones got rescued and even though not all made it out those who did survive have been given an opportunity to choose a life of their own.

Hunter finally got some peace and quiet. The same goes for Crosshair and Wrecker. They all were able to watch and help Omega grow up.

And oh, what an amazing person she's grown into.

Once I realized it was in fact her and I wasn't just imagining things...yeah no, the crying got worse again.

She grew up on her own terms.

She was given Hunter's bandana.

And she chose to fight for what she believes in, again.

Despite the pain and suffering, I do believe this to be a great happy ending.

May Omega fight to see another day, to return to Pabu and her brothers and maybe, she'll even reunite with an old friend. I bet Hera would love that.

[honeysucklefairyboy]

One time when I was in high school my trans guy friends added me to a group chat with no like warning or context and then started all making fun of me really mean for thinking trans guys could have boobs or enjoy anything society deems feminine and to this day I'm still pissed about it lol

[t1oui]

thinking of writing a sequel to sit back and wait for summer to leave but w harry in the aftermath and uhhhhh why am i only capable of hedric fluff when it's in my head and then the second i start typing everyone's depressed?? anyway snippet:

"This is about Cedric, isn't it?" Draco says finally, voice cold and resigned. Harry doesn't turn around.

"What?" he asks, voice just as hard.

"This is because Cedric left you, and now you need to leave everyone else before they can do the same thing," Draco says.

[antixabound]

Antix's Amazing Awesome rAmen recipeA: serves one Antix

instructions .

Get about two cups of water and one cup of milk in a measuring cup, put this to the side for now, cut up green onions and if you so feel like it regular onions, as many green onions as you like but only a quarter of a regular onion. separate the white part of the green onion from the green part, the white part goes into the broth. as for the optional regular onion, separate it in halves, one for broth one for later. additionally mince one clove of garlic, or buy it minced from the store .

Pour milk and water into pot of reasonable size, make sure that it doesn't fill up the whole pot as you will be cooking the ramen in it. set it to medium and throw in three bouillon cubes, cumin, chili powder, cayenne powder, paprika, ginger powder and a splash of both rice vinegar and dark soy sauce. let this do its thing for a bit until it gets warm (optional, forget that milk can and will foam up when boiled and nearly fuck up the kitchen). stir around until bouillon cubes dissolve, then add broth onions and garlic, stir frequently or dont I dunno.

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keep it at low and keep an eye on it because we're gonna do a different thing now. take the bowl that will eventually become the vessel of your ramen and put in a small amount of melted butter, a spoonful or so of peanut butter, and a splash of regular soy sauce into it. mix it all up until its homogeneous. go back to the broth and such. if you think it's warm enough to cook noodles in it is. put about 2-3 packets of noodles into pot, if its not big enough to throw them all in at once put them in one at a time. cook until desired noodle doneness. pour entire thing into bowl with the butter peanut butter soy sauce mixture.

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mix so that the bpbs sauce incorporates into the broth. add reserve green onions and protein of choice (protein of choice includes but is not limited to eggs, beef, pork, chicken, tofu, shrimp, your neighbor, camel, snake, gorilla, your sworn enemy, fish of choice ((fish of choice includes but is not limited to sardines, mackerel, haddock, pollock, salmon I guess, swordfish and others)) the clone you keep in the basement, fish of someone else's choice, and such and so). then add siracha and a bit of olive/sesame oil your choice/convenience. enjoy or die

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if something on this free not even really a recipe its more like something that a distant family member or coworker would tell you that they do and make and eat. whatever if anything is not up to desires you can change any facet of this not even a recipe to your liking. if you have a complaint, I will cry. if you would like to execute me for my crimes please know that it would be very rude and also by divine law I cannot be killed until the courts of heaven and hell agree on the terms of my death. if you like ramen noodles and cooking this might be the vague instructions for you. if you do not like ramen noodles and like cooking this is not for you. if you like noodles but hate cooking I don't fuckin know make someone else do it.

[cherry-bomb-ships]

Seeing mutual talk abt Halloween has me think about what couple costume me and Mojo would do...

[onepiexe]

arrived at plant place b4 they open lol

[orcelito]

Guys I think the writing for fire emblem engage is somehow worse than fire emblem fates. Im a longtime fire emblem fan, I've played every recent game, and this... this is just Awful lmfao

Im still having plenty of fun & I have my handful of characters I love soooo much. But God fucking damn this writing is just some of the worst I've ever seen in a game

(Major spoilers in tags. Ran out of tags so I can't spoiler tag hfkshfj.

Final conclusion (since I ran out of tags): What Even Is This Fucking Game. Definitely my least favorite fire emblem game in many respects, but By God I'm going to finish this bitch and I'm gonna have plenty of fun as I do so. And I'm also going to make fun of every narrative choice it makes along the way bc the writing in this game is just SO fucking bad holy shit. I just need to finish this game and get on with my life already. God fuckin damn.)

[the-kipsabian]

like i really like tears of the kingdom cause this game is so creative with its ability system

but also im far too dumb for this 💀

[quibble-auk]

@thebrokenmechanicalpencil

Am I allowed to offically start the intergalactic pen pals series? Can that be what this is? Please I’m begging you I’ve been thinking about this since we talked about it and it’s been driving the worms crazy… mainly because I never actually thought about them going to earth.

Next

Jeopardy and his not-dad arrive on earth.

—

Jeopardy couldn’t help but eagerly look out the shuttle window as they approached the strange blue and green planet. His thoughts buzzing with excitement of getting to set foot on the world, of getting to see the friend that he found himself missing so often again. It was strange to think they had been apart for so long.

He looked over at Dropmix, who sat quietly to the side, watching Jeopardy with a blank expression. The younger smiled brightly, gently kicking the other.

“Oh, come on, you’ve gotta admit it’s a little exciting!” Jeopardy teased. Dropmix had barely wanted to come along on the trip. With peace negotiations in order he finally deemed it safe enough for them to visit. But the only reason he claimed to come along was to keep an eye out on Jeopardy and check in with Comet to see how his eye was doing. Other than that he seemed completely repulsed at the idea. He had been grumpy for the entire trip so far.

Dropmix looked out the window and shook his head once, “No, not really.”

Jeopardy frowned, pouting a bit at the other, head tilting in a more childish display. Though his genuine confusion shone through, “It’s your first time off world! How could you not be excited?”

The dark mech sighed, shaking his head as he huffed. He already seemed tired of his younger companion’s antics, which was fair—Jeopardy had been practically bouncing off the walls since they boarded the shuttle… and that was a few weeks ago. “It’s your first time off world,”

He corrected it plainly. Dropmix looked around then at the empty seat next to him, his eyes narrowed, “Sit down, we're going to be landing soon.”

The young medic rolled his eyes as he complied, finally moving to sit in the seat next to Dropmix, “And when have you been off world?”

“When I was younger,” the elder responded dryly, eyeing Jeopardy.

The mech shot him a glare, “Real specific,” he muttered as Dropmix smiled to himself. Eventually, after Jeopardy pouted enough, the mech gave in,

“There was a diplomatic meeting between Cybertron’s leaders and another race. I don’t know what about. But they brought a bunch of stuff with them to “share our culture.” obviously they thought bringing a couple gladiators to show off was a good idea,” Dropmix shrugged, looking out the window at the planet that was steadily getting larger, “Turns out I’m not much of a swimmer, didn’t even know it was possible for us to almost drown.”

Jeopardy stared at him wide eyed. How the frag did this man keep all of the most interesting parts of him a secret and drop it at the most random times? It was almost infuriating if it wasn’t so impressive. He opened his mouth, struggling with words for a moment, “I’m sorry, you were brought along to show off?”

Dropmix blinked, looking back at the younger mech, “Yeah, they didn’t want to risk losing the top gladiators so they sent the runner ups.”

The medic stared at him, mouth open in an almost offended expression. He looked at Dropmix, eyeing him up and down, “You were ranked?”

The gladiator looked the other over, brows furrowing and eyes narrowing slightly, “I don’t know if I should be offended by that or not.”

Jeopardy sputtered and laughed, he shook his head as he smiled, “No, no, no! It’s just… Why haven’t you told me?”

The dark mech shrugged, looking nervously out the window before his gaze fell back on the other. His tone was completely neutral, “I’m telling you now?”

“That doesn’t count,” Jeopardy criticized, looking out the window again and the lush planet that approached. A beat of silence settled between them before Jeopardy whipped back around to face Dropmix again, realizing the other half of what he said, “Hold on, did you just say you almost drowned?”

Dropmix peered over his shoulder out the window, “Yeah, they thought it was a good idea to make us compete with some of the other race’s gladiators. I guess water combat was a big thing for them, which… pretty sure they were semi aquatic; so it made sense.”

The younger medic just shook his head. The amount of near death experiences his mentor had was concerning, though expected. It didn’t make it any less jarring though, thinking about how close he had been to never getting the chance to meet the other. Though he’d learned not to dwell on it for his own sake, Dropmix had been quick to agree.

“Huh, seems a little unfair,” Jeopardy commented, the intercoms crackling and informing everyone to prepare for entering the atmosphere. He looked around at the speakers, excitement making his plating quiver ever so slightly.

Dropmix huffed, arm going to rest around Jeopardy’s shoulders casually, “I still won.”

Jeopardy huffed out a gentle laugh, he opened his mouth to retort but closed it again when a small tremor ran through the ship. He looked around at the few other people seated in the room, most keeping to themselves. They seemed unaffected, not reacting. Why weren’t they reacting? The ship shuddered violently. Jeopardy stiffened as the tremors built in waves, growing stronger. The lighting flickered—just for a second.

He hated that.

His nerves spiked again when the shuttle started to gently shake more consistently. His hands twitched, fingers flexing, fidgeting. He looked over at his unbothered companion, “Is it supposed to do that?”

His mentor looked away from a mech he had been eyeing for the past half hour and back at him. It took a moment as he looked at the younger before he pulled Jeopardy a bit closer to him. The large mech nodded as he sighed softly. Dropmix’s voice was firm and deep, grounding “Yeah, it is. We’re fine.”

The shuttle jolted sideways. Jeopardy sucked in a sharp breath.

Dropmix paused, looking at Jeopardy’s anxious expression, the ship's vibrations coursing through them “I can open up a comm with you if you wanna listen to music with me while we wait.”

The younger mech nodded, jumping a bit as the ship rattled again, creaking as it entered orbit. Jeopardy knew what this was, an offer for a distraction, Dropmix knew he was uneasy, likely to start overthinking about how much the shuttle was rattling. Really, it shouldn’t be shaking so much. He couldn’t help but lean into the larger mech as he heard something clang, “Uh… yeah… that would be nice.”

The gladiator nodded and quickly sent an invitation to the other. Jeopardy almost sighed as the familiar melodies filled his world. He had missed having the music to accompany him like it did in the medical bay. It reminded him of home. The soothing sounds calmed him somewhat, though as the air seemed to hiss he couldn’t help but press a little further into Dropmix, “You’re sure?”

“Positive,” Dropmix’s tone was clipped as he leaned back, letting his own posture relax as he looked around the shuttle bay. He looked unbothered, though Jeopardy felt the way he pulled him a bit closer, trying to reassure the other quietly.

The shuttle’s frame let out a low groan, metal shifting under strain. Jeopardy swore he could feel it through his plating. He couldn’t help the way his breath hitched as he looked around. No one else was reacting, were they all unaware of the noises the ship was making? It sounded like it was about to fall apart! Dropmix looked back at him, brows furrowing as he looked at the other.

“Relax, Junior, we’ll be fine,” He reassured, he paused, noticing how little it affected the other’s slow descent into panic. Not even the nickname that Jeopardy despised seemed to have any effect. He tried a different approach, voice gentler, “Did you ever learn any english? I’m pretty sure I saw where you downloaded some files for it before we left.”

The young medic looked around as the ship groaned and huddered again. He managed to glance at Dropmix, Jeopardy blinked at him, momentarily caught off guard. “Uh, yeah, I’ve been practicing. Comet said I should be.” He frowned for a moment, eyes narrowing, “You were supposed to learn some too, you… you did look at it right?”

Dropmix looked at him, raising his brows casually as he deadpanned, “No.”

Jeopardy groaned, shaking his head. He looked up at his mentor, exasperated, “Seriously? Did you at least learn the greeting?”

The gladiator blinked, unfazed, “Nope.”

“What! Dropmix!” the younger groaned again, pausing for only a moment when the shuttle shifted again. He sighed, looking at the other with a stern expression, “You know how many other languages?”

The large mech raised a brow, “I don’t see what that has to do with this. And I only know four, which isn’t that many… And two of them are dead now. ”

Jeopardy shook his head, “Yeah, then let's count how many languages you're half fluent in?”

Dropmix shifted, looking around the ship as their descent slowed steadily, the rocking starting to cease. He shrugged casually, looking back down at Jeopardy, “That makes it thirteen, which, once again, ten of them are dead now. Most mechs know a lot of languages.”

The younger mech rolled their eyes dramatically. “Yeah, then the war happened and everyone forgot them again. Why did you not look at the guide?”

The large gladiator huffed, adjusting his joints slightly as he looked around dismissively again, “Don’t exactly plan on making this trip that often, and it's not like we’re supposed to be talking to the natives that much either.”

Jeopardy sighed, shoulders sagging a bit as the intercom crackled again. They had finally landed and were preparing to unload. His spark skipped a beat as everyone started shifting and moved, getting ready to leave. He looked at Dropmix, smiling. He decided to ignore the elder’s comment “Hey! We’re here!”

The gladiator smiled fondly as he moved his arm from around Jeopardy and grunted as he slowly got up, bracing his hands against his knees for leverage. Jeopardy could hear the way his armor creaked slightly, plating stiff underneath it, his joints groaning under the strain. The medic frowned as he stood up himself, looking over the other. Sometimes he forgot how old the dark mech was, how much more life he had lived compared to others.

Dropmix caught his gaze, a fond smile growing as he nudged the medic a bit, “Come on, Jeo, lets go get our stuff.”

Jeopardy nodded and smiled, walking alongside the larger mech as they retrieved their luggage. Nothing too much, the young medic brought some datapads with him, some extra supplies and a few small gifts for his friend. Dropmix carried a bit more, a lot more medical equipment stashed away for when he would be inspecting Comet. He knew that Ratchet would take good care of him, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

Again Jeopardy noticed how the other’s body seemed to groan in protest to the strain. He would definitely be looking into that in the future. He knew gladiators weren’t built the same way as most mechs, their frames supporting a body built with actual muscle structures in mind. They were based on organic design more than other builds were.

As they moved toward the exit ramp, the air hissed as the doors unsealed. Sunlight flooded the interior, a harsh contrast to the artificial glow of the ship. The heat of the new world hit them instantly. Jeopardy’s plates flaring at the difference between the shuttle’s icy air and the warmth of the sun. Dropmix’s plating didn’t flare or react, trapped beneath armor.

Dropmix paused, exhaling slowly as he took in the unfamiliar skyline, eyes narrowing as he adjusted to the brightness. Jeopardy stood beside him, shifting slightly, taking in his surroundings with wide-eyed wonder. The monotone world of Cybertron paled in comparison to the sheer amount of color that radiated around them.

It was beautiful.

Jeopardy’s expression softened, awe bleeding into his features.

Dropmix remained silent, unmoving, his gaze distant.

Among the small crowd that had gathered at the landing pad, two mechs stood out. A flashy golden one and a bright red one by their side. They appeared to be bickering, hands moving wildly as they exchanged heated words with each other. A native stood next to them, a human—Jeopardy reminded himself with a smile. They were small and narrow, just about 6 feet tall. It was kind of adorable, they looked like a sparkling.

The two arguing mechs looked up at the unloading mechs, the red one—Sideswipe—waving as they caught Jeopardy’s frame. The golden one—Sunsuteaker—huffed in annoyance, eyeing Dropmix from afar. The small human waved enthusiastically from where they stood, Jeopardy had almost missed the second human standing next to them.

Jeopardy gave a small, nervous wave back, smiling brightly at the two mechs and their companions, though his unease grew slightly with the way Sunstreaker was looking at them. If he was already picking a fight they were going to have issues. He sighed under his breath.

“Looks like we’re about to get an interesting welcome,” Jeopardy muttered under his breath.

Dropmix didn’t respond immediately, his stance still tense as he adjusted his weight on his legs, but his gaze didn’t leave Sunsteaker. His demeanor shifted slightly, and Jeopardy could sense the discomfort building up within him. He had seen this before—Dropmix wasn’t one to show discomfort, but there were certain situations that always seemed to get under his armor.

Sunstreaker and Dropmix never officially made up after the little incident in the medbay.

It seemed like ages ago now.

“They look different,” Dropmix finally said, his voice low but steady as he turned to face Jeopardy. He was right, their armor not sitting in the same way as it used to, shapes not matching up. His low bassy voice monotone, “Seems like Sunsteaker’s still a prick.”

Jeopardy couldn’t help but crack a smile at that, walking off of the ramp, Dropmix slowly in tow, “You smashed his face in, pretty sure that may have something to do with it.”

Dropmix’s expression softened just slightly, the corner of his mouth twitching into the faintest smirk at Jeopardy’s remark. He slowly followed the medic off the ramp, his heavy steps echoing behind him as they approached the group of mechs and the small humans. Jeopardy noticed how his steps fell slightly out of rhythm as he moved from walking on the metal ramp to the concrete ground. Dropmix spoke in a low tone, eyes flicking dangerously as he sized the other gladiator up, “I’d happily do it again.”

The medic chuckled lightly, “Please don’t.”

As they drew closer, the human, who had been standing next to Sunstreaker and Sideswipe, waved again, a bright grin on their face. They were wearing a strange outfit, something Jeopardy hadn’t seen before, but it looked fitting for the world they had landed on. The small being rushed forward, “Jeopardy!”

The white mech halted in his approach, staring at the other. He knew that voice, it may have sounded older, a bit gruffer, but he knew it. It was Cometeater. The pretender must have shifted to resume the native’s appearance upon coming to earth. Something that he had not mentioned in any of the messages they had sent.

“Fragging—Comet?” He exclaimed breathlessly, mouth open in shock, though it quickly spread into a grin.

The human stopped a few feet in front of the two medics, smiling brightly, “You recognized me!”

Jeopardy’s grin grew wider as he rushed forward, practically forgetting his manners in his excitement. He knelt down to try and match his height, though he still had to look down at the other. He struggled for a moment with how to greet him, he was just so much smaller now. Jeopardy didn’t want to hurt him. He decided to let himself just smile happily.

“Comet… You—look—” Jeopardy stammered, struggling to find the words as he took in the sight. Cometeater, still grinning, gave a little shrug, clearly amused by the medic’s speechless state.

Dropmix just stared down at the ground, he stood a bit further back, where the concrete stopped. A single foot was in the grass. The elder slowly retreated back onto the pavement, eyeing the ground cautiously. Jeopardy hadn’t even noticed he was stepping on the grass, suddenly becoming aware of how soft and mushy the ground was. His plating pressed against himself as he adjusted to the ground sinking beneath his weight. Cometeater tilted his head.

“You alright Jep?” He asked, examining his friend.

Jeopardy looked at him, “Why the hell is the ground squishy?”

Cometeater chuckled softly, a familiar playful gleam in his eyes as he noticed Jeopardy’s confusion. He gave a little shrug, “That’s just the soil here. Earth’s got all kinds of weird things, but nothing’s gonna hurt you.”

The medic blinked, still trying to process the whole situation. He reached down cautiously, pressing his hand against the ground again as if it would suddenly change. It didn't. He gave a little shake of his head and let out a nervous laugh, finally standing up straighter. He glanced back at Dropmix, who had taken another step away from the grass.

::Dropmix? You good over there?::

Jeopardy comed, trying not to draw attention to the gladiators unease. Cometeater didn’t seem to notice, saying something to the other human in what Jeopardy assumed was english. If he was really trying to pay attention he probably would have been able to decipher it. His thoughts were on his mentor, who was glaring at the grass like he could will it out of existence. He sent another com out to his mentor.

::Comet said that it was just the ground here::

"So... this is Earth, huh?" Jeopardy asked, trying to get his bearings as he looked around, now finally taking in the scenery beyond the landing pad. The lush greenery surrounding them, the open fields, the distant buildings… It was both overwhelming and underwhelming in the best ways.

“Yeah, it is. Jeopardy, I want you to meet someone,” Comet gestured vaguely to the human beside him. They looked to be a female human, sexual dimorphism shining through. They gently waved and Jeopardy waved back. “Her name is Coo, she’s my wife.”

Jeopardy felt his processor stall, a couple programs rebooting.

“Your what?”

[fictional-worlds-are-exquisite]

been feeling unwell so i clicked on a Dream drama video to just listen to mindlessly

it did not end up mindless

what the actual fuck is this guy up to

[izzy-b-hands]

The final prompt on my Izzy Hands Bingo card, 'sex toys' is complete! Fun, smutty, silly modern au Edizzy for this one.