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star-going-supernova · 11 months ago

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SB prompt to go along with that one prompt you wrote about Vanessa attempting only it’s about Gregory and his old sh scars and Freddy finds out and is absolutely gutted.

Just a worried robot father with his tired gremlin son

Tumblr generated prompt number 27! Okay, so I think I misunderstood this one. Rereading the prompt now, I think this is about a suicide attempt, and the “sh” is not a typo, oops. I thought anon was referencing the ficlet Battle Scars, which is about the gang seeing Vanessa’s animatronic-caused scars, so… yeah, this is just that but with Gregory. And it’s post-Ruin if Gregory followed Cassie’s path to try and stop her before she made it to the Mimic (and succeeded, though that’s entirely irrelevant, lol).

Separation Between Mind and Body

Freddy had seen most, if not all of Gregory’s scars in the months of knowing the boy. A side effect to spending most of his time on Gregory’s desk or dresser or nightstand. He knew the faint lines and discolored patches from Gregory’s time on the streets. He knew the haphazard cluster of wounds from a dog’s vicious bite. He knew the nick on his palm was from a slip-up with a kitchen knife.

He even knew the scars from That Night—the scratch marks made by Roxy and Monty, the long slice left by Chica, and the twisted spiral courtesy of a stray endoskeleton. The non-kitchen knife wound from Vanny—from Vanessa.

In the privacy of his own mind, Freddy had harbored a bit of pride that he himself had not hurt Gregory, that no scar made by his fingers or teeth or actions existed on his superstar.

And then, over a month after the whole situation with Gregory’s friend Cassie nearly being lured to her doom, Gregory pulled off his shirt in his bedroom. This might sound ordinary, but it was only as he was doing it that Freddy realized Gregory had recently been changing either in the bathroom or behind the shield of his open closet door—but never in Freddy’s sight. He used to, and then he stopped, and Freddy had not realized it until Gregory, groggy from a restless night of sleep, unthinkingly pulled his pajama shirt over his head and wandered toward his dresser.

Freddy could not accurate categorize the sound he made, though the shock and horror in the glitched bleat made Gregory freeze and go very, very tense.

He fumbled with the sleep shirt and tried to pull it back on so quickly that his head got stuck in the left sleeve.

“Gregory,” Freddy near wheezed as the boy flailed about. “Where did—who did that to you?”

Most of the time, he was content with his status as merely a head, but every now and then, he wished he had his body for some reason or another. He wished for it now, that he might go and put his hands on Gregory’s shoulders to calm him down, free him from his fabric tangle, and then take a closer look at the new scar—so new that it was not yet mature. And then he would go and hunt down the culprit and perhaps rip their arms from their shoulders.

It was the oddest scar, he observed while Gregory bumped blindly into his bed. It took up so much space, too—he could not imagine how it was made. A series of severe puncture wounds wound around the entirety of Gregory’s midsection. They were not evenly spaced apart, and each had a tail of sorts, a gouge that led into the circular, puckered wounds. It was as if something had been wrapped around Gregory and closed down on him, as if he had been… bitten.

In addition, deep claw marks scored over his sides, and the puzzle pieces began to click into place in Freddy’s head, even if he was still missing one or two.

His superstar had been cruelly held down by something, most certainly a robot, or robotic, and most certainly during his recent race to catch up to Cassie. And whatever it was had tried to pull him into “teeth” or something similar.

He could not for the life of him determine the guilty party, though. No animatronic he knew of had a mouth that Gregory could fit into feet first, given the location of the claw scars. And the DJ certainly did not count, for his mouth was entirely wrong for the pattern of scars painted across Gregory’s skin.

Perhaps something in the golf course? The mechanical gator heads… no, no, those would not be the right shape either. Gregory had been engulfed, not merely bitten down on.

Freddy’s mind was still racing with his realizations and unanswered questions when Gregory finally freed himself with a frustrated grunt. He had a shiftiness about him that revealed he was contemplating running off, since Freddy could not follow him—yet another reason to miss his body.

But in the end, he sagged in place and dropped the shirt on his bed. “I’m fine,” he said, with the tone of someone who knew they would not truly be believed.

“Please, Gregory,” Freddy pleaded, “what hurt you? Who did this?”

Gregory shrugged and replied, “Just one of the million little threats in the pizzaplex,” and Freddy immediately knew by his overly casual demeanor that he was hiding something important.

They had a brief staring contest.

“It could not have been Chica, Roxy, or Monty,” Freddy began, fully prepared to go through the entire building as a process of elimination. “So that is the entire band—”

And Gregory flinched. His eyes went a little wild, and he looked ready to run again.

He had not flinched at Freddy’s friends’ names, but at—

Freddy blinked, once, twice, thrice. It was not the entire band but three fourths of it. There was also himself. But Freddy was here, at Vanessa’s home, and without a body anyway, as his body had been…

Had been left at the pizzaplex.

Gregory pressed his lips together, staring down at the floor. He appeared deeply unhappy.

“My body…” Freddy said haltingly. “…it did this? It hurt you?” But how? That—it made no sense.

Gregory’s hand drifted down his stomach to one of the puckered scars near his bellybutton. “Your—its chest was sort of, I mean, it was really broken, just a big jagged hole. Like teeth, I guess? And it could open because of your—its stomach hatch.”

The image this description produced in Freddy’s mind was vivid and horrifying. Gregory, fallen to his back with the headless shell of Freddy’s body looming over him. Exposed claws sinking into his flesh over his ribs and pulling him closer no matter how he kicked and fought. The fanged stomach hatch opening and Gregory being crammed half inside before it closed, sharp metal piercing him. Perhaps pinning him in place.

“Superstar,” Freddy whispered, as hoarse as his voice box could allow, “I am so sorry. Why did you not say anything?”

“Because I’m fine,” Gregory insisted. “And I know it wasn’t really you, but—I just, I knew you would feel guilty anyway.”

Which was true enough, he supposed. For all that he did not possess a heart—doubly so, being only a head—he nonetheless felt a great pain in his core (even if this too was entirely figurative these days). He made a low sound of remorse.

Gregory sagged, his under-eyes dark, and Freddy now wondered if he was the star of this new era of nightmares that left his superstar looking more tired every day. But even then, the boy still smiled. Gregory pulled his pajama shirt back on, hiding away the ring of red scars, and he carefully lifted Freddy from the nightstand.

Sitting on his bed, Gregory hugged Freddy’s head to his chest.

And Freddy once more wished for his body and the days—or rather, the single, insufficient night—when he was able to hold this child, to engulf him in a protective hug. How cruel, then, to know his body had remained behind, and that the last experience Gregory would have with it was to be nearly engulf in a far more wretched way.

#i answered a thing #anonymous #fnaf fic #fnaf ruin #star's stories #life and times of star

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lootsofathousandsworld · 1 month ago

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Life of a Pirate Chapter 12

Whooo finally! A new chapter for you all! XD 👏🏻👏🏻

Hope you all like this new chapter, sorry if you see any grammer mistakes. lol

(Fyi warning some swears involving lol )

Almost all the crew jumped with startled when they heard their captain roar in his cabin.

"WHAT?!" They saw the door swing hard, and Flint stormed out, looking mad as hell. Most of them stopped what they were doing and watched their Captain march down towards the lower deck. B.E.N. tagged behind him as he tried to stop him from going further.

Nicolas came out last. But before he did, he tested the door to see if it wasn't broken from Flint's temper. See it was still sturdy, he huffed silently.

"Why can that rubbish robot just tells him to give her flowers like normal men?" He walks over to the ship's side and rubs his face after taking off his spectacles. Then, in the corner of his eye, he sees Billy Walk up to him.

Nicolas almost tsks when he asks, "Now what did B.E.N do to make him mad this time?"

"He convinced him to have dinner with the prisoner," He replied. The turtle alien looked at him in bewilderment with this answer.

"Excuse me?"

"He thinks this will cease this gratitude after she saved our captain," Nicolas explained. The surgeon made a long sigh and looked out the galaxy. "This voyage has been one hell of a month. Once we land anywhere in Pirate City I'm getting a drink,"

Billy tsks but he goes beside him and gives him a shoulder pat. "If we are lucky enough to land on Nassau, I can get you a free drink,"

Nicolas only scoffed and cleaned his spectacles with a rag. "Only if you can get away with it for being related to their pirate lord,"

This made Billy smirk from his response, "And this works every time,"

"Not all the time," Nicolas remarked. The turtle alien chuckled and pulled out a new cigar to smoke.

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Ash POV:

I heard feet stomping downstairs, and when I turned my head, I saw Flint coming straight over to my cell. When I saw his face looking rageful, I swallowed hard. B.E.N. was with him, but he bit his metal lips, worrying when his captain stopped at my cell.

Without any hesitation, he yelled. "I thought I ordered you to come to dinner!"

Despite my flinching from his shout. I stubbornly shook my head, sitting on my prison bench.

"I don't want to eat with you," I replied. And besides, I'm not hungry." That made him grip the bars of my cell, and I could see he was trying to control his temper.

"If you don't accept coming to dinner, I will rip this cell door apart and drag you out of there," He threatened. Again, I stubbornly turn my body away crossing my arms, giving him my cold shoulder.

Flint seeing how I acted, he growled. "Fine have it your way!" When he was about to break my cell door, B.E.N. stopped him by sliding in front of him.

"C-Captain maybe forcefully won't be necessary," He gulped.

Flint glared at him and spoke darkly. "B.E.N. move aside,"

"But hear me out!" the robot yelped when his captain almost pushed him away. Flint gritted his teeth in irritation, but he let him speak.

"Instead of forcefully, how about asking her gentlemanly?"

"It won't work," Flint stated and snarled at me. "She's being so damn difficult!"

"Please!" B.E.N. begged, "Could you at least give this a try? It might work." I was short of impressed with how he could calm his Captain in this situation. But I still couldn't believe he had gotten both of us involved in this mess. In the corner of my eyes, I saw Flint let out a sharp huff, acting like a toddler being told what to do.

When he looked over at me, he began to ask bluntly. "Will you join me for dinner?"

"No," I answered sharply. Seeing how it wasn't working, Flint glared down at B.E.N, but the robot quickly spoke first before he opened his mouth.

"Ah, ah, not like that, sir, " He chuckled. You need to be softer and gentler with your asking. Remember, all ladies love that. Also, smile!" I can't help but roll my eyes at how that'll win me over.

I then watch Flint take a deep breath and manage to speak.

"Miss Ash," He begins and makes a small smile, which is fake. "It would please me if you agreed to have dinner with me."

I overheard B.E.N. clear his throat through words. "Ahemyouneedtosayplease sir,"

He rolled his eyes at that request with a huff.

"...Please?" He finished through his teeth.

Again, I shook my head. "No thank you," That's where Flint finally loses it, he shouts angrily.

"Damn it lady, you can't sleep in this cell forever!"

"Uh yeah, I can!" I retorted. "Even if I have to rot in here!"

I cross my arms and finish this subject. "Even if you the captain this is the order I refused to follow. And there is no way you will make me get out of my cell. Period!"

B.E.N. was looking at me dreadfully at my statement and caught a glimpse of his Captain's nostril flare.

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Third's person POV

"WHAT THE HELL PUT ME DOWN!" The crew again stopped what they were doing and saw their captain coming out with a woman on his shoulder.

They saw her squirming and screaming while kicking in thin air. The woman even tries to pull his hair which can make him drop her. His men weren't sure to find it amusing to see their captain struggling to restrain her like a wild cat.

They didn't even dare to form a small smile, worrying Flint could shoot them if they got caught. B.E.N. was tagging behind and caught a glimpse of the crew watching the show.

He chuckled sheepishly. "Nothing to see here guys, these two are...warming up one another?"

"Not helping!" Ash yelled, still squirming.

One of the men who was purple bulky with a black beard nudged his fellow who wore a hood almost covering his shoulder and wore only pants whispered to him.

"He should've given her a muzzle before taking her out of her cage," He joked. The hooded one almost chuckled.

"Right Goliath? Someone needs to tame that fire in her," Soon they gulped when Billy gave them a stern look. As if the crew read his mind they all went back to work.

The turtle alien then sees his captain going into his cabin he tsks and goes back on supervising the crew.

Ash's POV

I kept screaming and squirming until he finally dropped me hard on the floor.

"Ow!" I rubbed my butt in pain.

"There, you are down," He snarled.

"You could've at least given me a soft landing." I huffed.

"I would've if you weren't a pain in the ass on your stubborn attitude," he said. B.E.N. came in and shut the door behind him. He gasped when he saw me on the ground, he hurried over to help me up.

"Are you okay? "He whispered.

I nodded. "Yeah," we both heard the captain clear his throat as he sat in his chair waiting. I growled silently, but I felt B.E.N.'s hand gripping mine. Looking over at him, he gave me this pleading look.

Seeing I can't go back now, and knowing that if I keep this stubborn up, it'll get worse. Not want to end up getting killed earlier from his temper.

With a deep breath, I walked over and sat in my chair in front of him.

Seeing I finally sat down, he glanced at B.E.N. "I promise to hear you done taste testing before bringing them?"

I watch B.E.N. nod fast.

"Yep! As usual, no poison in any of your food,"

"You sure?" Flint looked at him suspiciously. I saw him nod again but I knew he was fibbing. It was...Impossible for any robots to digest any human food. Feeling terrible about how B.E.N. has to put up with this.

Helping him cover his lie, I look the other way before Flint turns to me. He then noticed I wasn't eating mine.

"You're not eating yours,"

"I told you I'm not hungry," I answered dryly.

He snorted. "When was the last time you have eaten?" Hearing this, realizing I only ate bread. My eyes scanned down at my plate and my stomach suddenly made a growl.

With much anxiety I had, my mind completely forgot about my body's need food to survive. But the food here looks odd. Never seen them and was slightly worried my tummy wouldn't handle these meals. The smell, however, was delicious.

I noticed Flint was still looking at me as if he was waiting for me to take a first bite before he started his. I caught a glimpse of B.E.N. swallowing nervously.

Not wanting him to get into trouble, I used my fork to scoop up some white corn I'm hoping that is called and ate it slowly. Surprisingly, it was pretty good.

"Hey, this is not bad," I said, scooping up another handful of white corn and eating some more.

"You, see?" B.E.N. grins in reassuring. "She likes it!" Flint raises his six eyebrows at me, and he stares at me long, still waiting for anything to happen to me.

I scoffed with food in my mouth and swallowed. "I'm not dying.

"You haven't eaten your grilled bonzabeast yet,"

"For goodness' sake, I'm not your lab rat!" I snapped, can't help how he's paranoid about this. "And besides I fully trust B.E.N. he did taste test them. He wouldn't dare to back this down,"

Flint's nostril flared at my outburst, but he made a sigh a second later, calming himself. "I see your point there," He begins to eat his meal. "I trust his judgment on the food he cooks for me."

Not fully enough. I thought and brought my cup to drink.

The rest of our supper was quiet. I did my best to look down at my food instead of facing Flint due to the fact he eats his food scary. He shows his teeth as he devours his food.

B.E.N. decided to break the silence he asked both of us. "So? How's your dinner?"

"Meh," Flint answered and swallowed his last piece of bonzabeast.

I frowned at his answer, but I turned to him and smiled. "It was delicious,"

"Really?" B.E.N. beamed.

I chuckled nodding. "Yes, probably the best dinner I ever eaten. I never tasted these exotic meals before,"

"Exotic meals?" Flint questions. I gulped, noticing I shouldn't answer that question.

"Y-yes, I've never eaten them before. But that doesn't mean I'm familiar with them," I drink my cup.

"Hm, I see, "He drinks his cup. "Never hear anyone compliment on foods being...exotic?"

I force myself to chuckle lowly. "Yeah, I say that a lot. You know going to new planets and such."

I watch him hum and I force myself to look down worrying he might see some hidden lies in my eyes. All of sudden I hear Flint speaking.

"Well, I'm quite hoping this dinner pleases you, lass," I perk my head up at him as he finishes. "It's my way of saying thanking you for.."He grits his teeth. "Saving me from dying on that merchant ship,"

Hearing this I almost huffed and spoke. "Is this how you are thanking me, you're not doing a good job,"

"Excuse me?" I heard him almost growl lowly.

I swallowed at his tone, but I bravely said to him. "You literally dragged me out of my prison cell after I told you I don't want to have dinner with you, and you expect me to appreciate it?"

His nostrils flared and snarled lowly. "You should be."

"Well, I am not," I huffed. Then I heard Flint's clawing his table with his nails.

"I have given you shelter and food I eat regularly, what more do you want where we can accept our even?"

"Geeze, I don't know, what I want has already been damaged," I found myself saying sarcastically. All of a sudden, as if I made a last straw, Flint got up from his seat. B.E.N. tried to stop him but Flint ignored him and immediately went to my seat.

"Can you fuckin at least pretend to appreciate my generosity?!" He slams his fist on my plate which completely shatters. My mouth was shut. Out of fright, almost forgotten I was arguing with the fearsome pirate.

Flint stared at me long and talked darkly. "I will not have a stubborn woman in my stateroom, you better get ye shit together, or else I will...!"

"S-sir! With your permission!" B.E.N. cuts in. And went beside me, touching my shoulder. "May I have a word private with her? I-It'll be quick." I swallowed as the captain bares his fangs at him which made the robot wimp but never release his hands off of me.

Soon Flint let out a sharp exhale and nudged his head for him to go. Without hesitation, he grabs my arm pulls me out of my chair and leads me towards the door.

When he opens the door, he pushes me in and follows and shuts behind.

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Third person Pov:

That little wrench! Flint sat back in his seat and rubbed his forehead. He never could've realized this woman had a spit of fire in her. No one in his right mind would dare to talk back at him.

If his navigator weren't in the way he would've punished her. He even was tempted to shoot her on her attitude, but he knew if he did, he'll never figure out her secret.

He sees this is going to be harder than he thinks. The captain lets out a long sigh, still rubbing her forehead.

"Why am I doing this? Why am I so intrigued by this secret of hers?" He grumbled to himself. He even wondered if it was more than her secret. Something that draws into her.

He growls lowly and gets up to fetch his bottle of rum. He pours in his cup and gulps it down.

After he drank, he sat back down with a rum bottle in his other hand.

He sighed sharply. "That damn woman,"

#my fanfiction #treasure planet fanfic #sona #self insert #nathaniel flint #self shipping #adventures #chapter #life of a pirate

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agirlwithtoomuchf-ingtime · 2 years ago

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Disobedient - A Terminator x Reader Smut

[A/N]: Been dead for a while. Too many unfinished drafts to work on LMAO. I did that to myself, though.

Anyway- I'm not one to fall for robots or intelligent software. Wouldn't consider myself to be remotely near the category, but damn. This movie flipped a switch somewhere within me and now this story exists. Judge me all you want. I don't believe in God. (Please don't take that seriously lmfao I'm just fucking around)

LOL, hope some peeps enjoy this. I'm actually quite proud of it. I have some more works that are close to being finished, like a part two to the Mikael fic I have up (oh shiii-). Just a reminder that this is all purely imaginative and i wouldn't stand a chance against the characters I write about at all HAHA—

Warnings: heavy seggsy time (minors, dni.), oral (giving and receiving), angry sex undertones (if you squint. This is pretty tame tbh.)

Word Count: 5.6k (about average)

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“Stay here.” The Terminator says firmly, pressing you against the white wall of the building. You’ve always found a way to get in the machine’s crosshairs when a fight breaks out and it’s clear he’s getting fed up with it. You hear Sarah yell out to John in the distance. There’s a frantic tone in her voice and you know immediately that you’re not staying wherever he’s placed you.

“Whatever.” You grumble, leaning against the wall. He releases his grip on you, synthetic blue eyes boring into yours before he looks away and stomps off. You hear him cock his shotgun as he turns the corner. You pull out your handgun and wait for the sound of his weapon firing. As soon as you hear it, you whip around the corner and shoot at the T-1000 steadily making its approach to the T-800. It reacts to your bullets, temporarily getting stunned as the metal explodes its poly-alloy skin. The T-800 immediately snaps his head in your direction, an angry scowl seeming to form on his face.

You ignore him as you spot Sarah running towards you in the distance, shielding her small son beneath her as they both sprint to the commotion. You make a break for them, popping a few more caps in the liquid metal’s ass as you pass by.

“This way! Follow me!” You shout, pointing them in the opposite direction. They begin to follow you through the maze of hallways, practically running up your heels as you burst through a side entrance.

“Let’s get in the car.” You say, fiddling the keys out of your pocket. You unlock it for the frazzled pair, letting them huddle together in the backseat. Just as you’re pulling out, you see the Terminator bust through the brick exterior of the burning edifice. He looks pissed. He quickly saunters over to the stolen vehicle, ripping open the driver’s side door and glaring at you.

“Move.” He orders, grabbing your left bicep and squeezing it painfully. You yelp when he yanks you out of the seat and stumble when you land, huffing at the cyborg as you rub your now possibly bruised muscle. The machine doesn’t spare a second glance, slamming the door shut behind him as he takes your place. You scoff as you walk over to the passenger side, quickly getting in to avoid engaging the T-1000 any further.

The ride back is eerily quiet. There’s an obvious tension in the air that nobody wants to question. You lean against the window, watching the moon in the sky. It disappears as you head into the shithole you’re all camping out in. He slowly pulls the car forward, turning it off when it’s completely in the abandoned garage. You swing the door open, walking away from the car and into the furthest decaying room in the decrepit building. You drop your empty gun onto the table in the middle of the room, sitting heavily onto the dusty couch in the corner. The dust flies up as you flop onto the old cushions. You listen as distant footsteps make their way to their respective rooms, rolling your eyes when you hear a particular heavy pair approaching yours. As the T-800 enters your space, you swing your legs up across the couch and cross your arms. This is going to take a while judging by his agitated stance.

He walks up until he’s right in front of you, blue eyes glowering down at you.

“You disobeyed a direct order, [Y/N].” The machine says sharply. You purse your lips, trying to bite back your frustration. It doesn’t work.

“I’m not useless you fucking idiot. I also have a gun. Just because you’ve had to swing in sometimes doesn’t mean that I can’t handle myself.” You snap, staring icily at the humanoid. You’re sick of him always pushing you away from the action. He narrows his eyes at you, a calculating look present in his gaze.

“Since my previous attempts to hinder you without harming you have failed, I’m going to enact a different punishment on you.” He announces monotonously. A look of confusion overcomes your expression.

“What does that mean?” You ask, curious what the punishment is. You gasp when he firmly grabs your right forearm faster than you can blink, hoisting you up to your feet with ease.

“I’m going to have sexual intercourse with you.” The machine deadpans, watching your [e/c] eyes widen in surprise and your cheeks turn red.

He didn’t just—

“Wh-What?” You sputter, feeling your face steadily growing hotter.

“I’m going to—”

“I heard you the first time!” You shout incredulously, swiftly cutting off the Terminator’s sentence. He simply stares at you, seeming to gaze into your soul. Unable to help yourself, you look down to where his crotch would be before quickly flicking your eyes back to his.

“C-Can you even- do you…?” You find it hard to muster the courage to ask, but the machine catches on to what you’re trying to say.

“Yes. I have very detailed files located in my CPU.” He looks down to his groin area, slowly looking back up at your flustered face.

“And yes. I do have the proper anatomy.” He tilts his head when your cheeks turn a shade darker due to embarrassment. His left hand comes up to touch your face, feeling the warmth.

“Why is your face so red?” The T-800 asks as he cups your right cheek. You swallow nervously.

“Embarrassment. You’ve caught me completely off guard.” You answer. His thumb strokes over your red flesh tenderly. He seems to drink in your features, memorizing the colors, temperatures and curvature of it all.

“H-How exactly is that a punishment?” You stutter anxiously, flexing your arm that is trapped in his firm grip.

“I will render you immobile by the end of it without having to seriously injure you.” The machine responds nonchalantly. Your eyes widen for what seems like the hundredth time.

“Aren’t there any other methods you can try?” You spout, leaning your head back when he brings his face closer to yours. His eyes flick to your lips.

“You’ve rendered all of my other alternatives ineffective, [Y/N].” He says firmly, his cool breath brushing over your face. You feel conflicted. Your body is heating up to his advances, but you’re also unsure about this. Sarah and John are just across the old house.

“Bu-But John an-and Sar—”

“They are not your concern right now.” He interrupts before pressing his mouth against yours, fluidly pressing a hot kiss to your lips. You squeak against his fiery smooch, clutching on to his shoulders as he grabs you by the waist to pull you flush against his body. His lips move expertly against yours, a shiver rolling up your spine from how good they feel. The machine’s fleshy exterior oddly tastes just like a normal human’s would, your discovery proven further when he nips your bottom lip to slide his tongue into your mouth. You moan when you feel it brush against your own. His fingers trail up your spine as he continues to kiss you breathless, making your body shake at the sensation. A gasp is ripped from you when the Terminator bunches your hair at the back of your head into a fist and pulls you off his mouth suddenly. His artificial blue eyes search your flushed face as you pant, your fingers clenching the material of his shirt in a death grip.

“What are you doing?” You ask in between your staggered breathing. The machine doesn’t respond, running his eyes down your body. His free hand slides up your side, cupping your left breast through your shirt. He tilts his head curiously, squeezing the soft flesh. As he kneads it, you can feel your nipples begin to press against the fabric of your shirt. Damn you for not wearing a bra. The Terminator notices, rubbing his thumb over the sensitive nub. You inhale sharply as he does and his eyes snap to yours. For a being that is unable to produce emotions he sure is staring at you intensely.

“I’m looking at your body reacting to me.” He says lowly, releasing his grip on your hair to grope your ass. He palms your right asscheek, the globe of flesh easily engulfed by his large hand. This presses your lower body against him harder and you find yourself letting out a small moan. Your cheeks burn as he looks at you again, seeming to process the noise you just made. His hand once again kneads your ass and he watches as you bite your lip. You’re finding it more difficult to separate from the T-800 as he continues to caress you, trying to figure out what makes you squirm. You can’t deny how hot it’s making you feel.

“I want to kiss you again.” He states, looking confused about why he is saying that. You smile, your right hand coming up to touch the back of his thick neck.

“Then kiss me.” You giggle, letting all your anxiety go as you meet him in the middle. You’ll admit that you have thought about the robot in an inappropriate light sometimes, but you always held back because it was certain he couldn’t reciprocate the feelings you had. You kiss him hungrily, guiding his hands to your hips and wrapping your arms around his neck. He grunts against your mouth, caught off guard by your sudden enthusiasm. His fingers dig painfully into the flesh of your hips. You roll yourself against him, feeling his muscled figure press against you. His usually rigid body softens for a second. The action is frighteningly human-like.

“What was that?” The android asks softly, always curious to learn. You run your hand up the side of his face, your thumb caressing his angular cheek.

“I think that was the tension in your muscles leaving, making you relax.” You murmur against his mouth, feeling the cyborg clench and unclench your hips as he deciphers what that means. As he’s distracted, you manage to swing him around and sit him on the couch, quickly straddling him before he can protest.

“[Y/N]—“ You interrupt him by pressing your thumb over his lips.

“No. You know nothing sex and I don’t want you to hurt me because you definitely can. Let me teach you a little at least.” You say heatedly to him, carefully running your thumb over his plump lips. His eyes narrow, an ever calculating look in them. After a few more moments of tense silence, the T-800 lays into the couch, signaling that you have free reign.

“Fine.” He replies, watching as a smug smile crosses your lips.

“You have to learn to slow down and take in the moment.” You say quietly, lust lacing your tone. You lower yourself into his lap completely, gasping when you feel his hard lower anatomy against yours. You fist your hands around the shirt on his wide chest, pulling yourself tightly into him.

“It’s called foreplay. Stuff you do before the actual act.” You whisper against his neck, beginning to grind your clothed pussy against his clothed dick. Your resounding moan has his hands coming up to hold the tops of your thighs. His fingers are twitching erratically though. A deep exhale leaves his body. You cock your head and repeat the motion again. This time his body shivers, like he’s being electrocuted. The robot squeezes your thighs to the point that you’re certain there will be bruises. A grunt of confusion leaves his artificial voice box. You giggle, nipping his jaw line.

“Feel good?” You ask softly, resting completely still against him to entice him to do it himself. The male humanoid seems so confused, synthetic blue eyes searching yours.

“I don’t know.” He says flatly and you smile, carefully dragging his hands up to your hips. He grips them tightly.

“Then you try.” You mumble, resting against his chest while he tries to calculate his movements. He watches your face as he attempts to repeat the roll of your hips into his crotch. He nails it, pressing you deeper into him as his arousal rubs against yours. A growl rumbles through him and he continues to grind you against him as you moan.

“Ah- fuck.” Your grip tightens around the material of his shirt. His precision is unmatched and you couldn’t get the words out to tease him.

“Am I doing this right?” He asks in his usual monotone voice, though there’s the slightest tinge of strain in it. You glare at him, a hitched breath following after he successfully glides against you again. His toneless voice is getting on your nerves.

“You’re so annoying.” You manage to grit out, forcing yourself to take back over. The cyborg surprisingly lets you overpower him, his striking blue gaze studying your every movement. His eyes narrow scornfully as your words set in.

“I could say the same about you.” He snarks back, making you scowl at him. God– Why did he have to be so damn infuriating?! You tsk, moving to hop off of his lap. So what if he’s obviously stronger than you? It doesn’t give him the right to keep you away from danger you willingly throw yourself into. You grunt in pain when his fingers squeeze painfully into the meat of your hips, keeping you hovering over him.

“Where do you think you’re going?” The machine asks menacingly, his stare reflecting his voice. You glare back, standing your ground.

“Away from you.” You hiss. “Let go of me.”

The Terminator curls back his lips. It’s an animalistic act and it catches you wildly off guard. He’s never done that. He must be pissed.

“Why are you so defiant?” He practically growls, his face looming closer to yours.

“Why are you such an asshole?” You spit back, freezing when he thrusts his hips back up against yours.

“You drive me insane.” He says hoarsely, like he’s almost sheepish to admit it. You open your mouth to retort back, but all that comes out is an unrestrained moan. The cyborg has latched his teeth on your earlobe, biting down with a bruising pressure that borderlines painful. It feels almost too good. He soon pulls away, softly kissing the same spot almost regretfully.

“It’s like my body knows what it’s doing before my mind does.” The Terminator admits quietly into your ear. You chuckle a bit at his honesty.

“Then stop trying to think about it.” You reply, arching your back when you feel him squeezing your breast again. He hums low in his chest, adjusting so he’s lying beneath you. His eyes seem to admire your body on top of his, his hand still kneading your right tit as he looks up at you.

“Show me how.” The machine asks softly, his contemplative gaze watching your every move. His voice is not as flat as it was before. You smile at him, planting your hands on his firm chest. Slowly, you begin by lazily rolling your hips against his own. His large hands traverse the expanse of your body, carefully squeezing each section to find what you like best. The cyborg finds you respond to your ass being touched the most. Squeezing each globe of flesh possessively, he begins to mimic your grinding with his own against your clothed pussy. You whine when you feel his hardness press against your clit with such confidence. He seems to perk up at that.

“Like this?” The machine asks gently, repeating the perfect roll of his hips yet again. It elicits another noise of pleasure from you and you nod your head.

“Y-Yes. Like that.” You tumble out, your fingers digging into his pectorals. He grunts in response, massaging your ass carefully into place so you’re now softly rocking against him in a more intimate rhythm.

“Oh!” You cry out, not expecting the sudden change in pace and atmosphere. You feel your body heating up quicker than you anticipated, the Terminator’s dry humping proving to be more sensual than you would’ve imagined. It’s difficult to form words while he has you in this new position now, your stomach winding tighter and your voice raising higher.

“H-Hey, y-ahn!” You moan when you begin to feel yourself on the edge.

“Hmm? You’re going to have to speak up.” He rumbles deeply. You frown at him and watch as the corner of his lips turn up teasingly, soon pausing his rhythm to allow you to get a few words out.

“T-Touch me, please.” You say breathily, watching as the robot’s eyes darken with thought. It’s interesting to watch his internal dialogue through his eyes. He’s obviously trying to learn as he goes. It’s kind of cute. You move with him as the Terminator shifts, laying flat on his back across the old couch. It’s weird to be the one sitting on top of the deadliest threat known to any human. He lightly pats your butt forward, like he’s asking you to move up to straddle his face. You look at him with wide eyes. He offers a smirk. Nibbling your bottom lip, you shift up towards his angular features. When you get closer, the machine helps you to strip off your trousers. You shiver when you feel his automated breath on your now exposed folds. You feel so vulnerable sitting above him like this. He has full access to your body in this position. Perhaps that was his intention. You shiver when you feel one of his warm thumbs brush over your slit, collecting some of the wetness there. He swipes the digit over his tongue, processing the new liquid. His eyes are sharp as they connect with yours.

“So aroused over practically nothing.” He states monotonously, but his face holds a smug expression. You sneer down at him.

“Now you— OH!” You damn near screech when the cyborg shoves his face right into your soaked cunt. He doesn’t waste any time, licking a methodical line all the way up. You shudder above him, one of your hands sliding down to grip his hair. He hums against your wetness. You can feel him experimenting, trying to find what makes you squirm the most. He’s succeeding. Your mind is in a haze, feeling foggy from the amount of pleasure this robot is steadily bringing you. Subconsciously, you can feel the momentum of his hips rutting into the air. Poor thing is lacking attention and even he doesn’t seem to know. Through your desire-filled fog, you manage to bend back and place your left hand over his impressive size.

The machine falters for a minute when he feels your smaller hand drag against his hard cock. Then he reacts. Your eyes roll into the back of your head as his loud groan is muffled by your pussy.

“O-Oh wow.” You pant, stroking him again. Another deep noise vibrates through you. It makes you realize just how close you are.

“Aaa- I’m gonna come.” You whine, pressing yourself harder against his face. A few more precise licks from him have you seeing stars. You hold on for dear life as you come into the awaiting machine’s mouth, your fingers tightly wound in his artificial hair. You can’t even hear the curses and moans slipping from your mouth as you ride out your high. Your vision is white for a few seconds before you can hear yourself panting and feel your hips twitching.

The T-800 is pressing gentle kisses to your sensitive pussy as you come down from your orgasm. A strangled whimper leaves your mouth when you finally process him doing so. You weakly raise yourself away from his face, shaking your head.

“T-Too sensitive.” You say airily, groaning when you feel him turn his lips to your inner thighs instead. He waits for you to calm down, languidly massaging your hips as you loosen your grip on his hair. Eventually you look down at him, a small smile on your face as he rests his cheek against your soft skin. He seems to be entranced by the sight of you. You sit back on his firm chest, wondering what’s going to happen next. The robot’s hands shift from your hips down to your ass, his fingers kneading the plush flesh. His tongue peeks past his lips as he licks your cum off of them. You swear you can see his pupils dilate. The action makes you feel unbearably hot all over again. His head tilts slightly, ever observant eyes studying you. He stays silent though, clearly waiting for you to make the next move. Interesting.

You decide you want to see what you were stroking earlier, so you adjust yourself to face his crotch. Your backside is in his face in this position, but he doesn’t seem to mind judging by the way his large hands immediately return to massage it. It’s quiet as your hands fiddle with his belt, the sound of the metal clinking the only sound that fills the air. You don’t waste a second when it’s unfastened, unbuttoning his pants and pulling the zipper down. You can feel the machine sigh deeply beneath you. The fabric must’ve been tight against him. You smile at the thought, your petite hands carefully pushing the material down to expose more of the T-800’s skin. He lifts his hips slightly to make it easier for you to do so. You gasp quietly when his hard length smacks against his stomach. Oh wow. The size is certainly intimidating. What intrigues you the most is how authentic it looks. The tip is an angry red with some precum already smeared atop it. The shaft is quite girthy with a few veins here and there. There’s a slight curve to it as well. You can feel your inner walls clench in excitement as you continue to stare at his anatomy. The pits of your lower belly are burning yet again. You flinch when you feel something poke at your entrance.

“What are you doing?” You ask, peeking over your shoulder the best you can to see what the Terminator is up to. His face holds an investigative expression. You shiver when you feel what you’ve determined to be his finger touch your wet pussy again. It doesn’t pull back this time, instead circling your hole. His silence is unnerving.

“I saw your muscles contract. Are you alright?” He asks innocently. You couldn’t help the small chuckle that escapes your lips.

“Yes, I’m fine. Just excited.” You respond, returning your attention to the hard cock that rests against his defined abdomen. You gently take him into your hand, mulling over the fact that your fingertips just barely touch when wrapped around his girth. You give him an experimental pump, smiling in delight when his hips jerk in response. A quiet grunt leaves him. You repeat the motion, this time continuing to stroke him while adjusting the pressure. A low sound rumbles through the machine and you can feel his fingers squeeze the back of your thighs tightly. The muscles of his stomach grow taut as you continue your ministrations, watching in awe as precum slowly oozes from his tip. You dip down and run your tongue over the head, collecting the milky fluid that leaks from it. A sharp inhale emits from the cyborg as you drag your warm appendage over his sensitive flesh. You take a moment to think over the taste before swallowing. It’s slightly sour, but otherwise flavorless. It holds the same texture as regular ejactulate goes. Without any further hesitation, you wrap your lips around his cock and begin to suck on him while stroking too. The machine’s hips begin to shake beneath you, most likely feeling overwhelmed from the unfamiliar stimulation.

“Mm-mmpf.” A strained, breathy moan resounds from him and you hum against his length at the noise. That was hot. His hips still erratically twitch beneath you. It seems this is becoming too much for him at the moment.

“Wh-What is this? My systems ar-are–nngh.” His voice is tense as he attempts to speak. It’s clear he’s struggling to process what exactly he’s experiencing right now. It’s kind of cute, but he needs to chill out. His grip on your thighs is growing painful. In an attempt to make the cyborg relax, you smooth your left hand over the top of his muscular thigh and begin to lightly trace patterns on it. You also pull your mouth off of him, lazily pumping his cock instead while you wait for him to cool down a bit. His tremors eventually subside and you feel him kneading your poor thighs.

“You okay?” You hum quietly, looking over your shoulder to assess his expression. Judging by the way his eyebrows are furrowed, he appears to be deep in thought.

“Yes. Keep going.” He replies. You nod, resuming your task of overworking him. Until you feel a finger prod at your puffy folds yet again. Before you can say anything, the digit begins to slowly sink into your twitching heat. A shaky exhale leaves you as he reaches down to his third knuckle with ease. You struggle to continue stroking him as the Terminator gently rubs his finger against your walls, clearly trying to find your most pleasurable spots. A heady whine echoes through the dingy room as he manages to caress a part that makes your eyes roll into the back of your head.

“You should lower your voice, [Y/N]. Sarah and John are still here.” The machine murmurs. You scoff, now determined to make him regret those words. Readjusting your grip, you begin to pump his dick in your hand with more fervor. His hips jump slightly and you smirk as a choked groan emits from him. You don’t let the robot recover from the sudden change, quickly engulfing the head of his cock into your mouth and sucking. A violent shudder rolls through the machine’s body and it only spurs you on. Taking a deep breath, you try to swallow the Terminator’s cock down your throat. A loud moan fills the air as you do, his hips snapping up on their own accord. You gag as the rest of his length is forced into your esophagus, your lips successfully pressing against his pubic bone. His hands are again wrapped around the backs of your thighs, a plethora of unintelligible words expelling from the T-800. You manage to relax yourself, starting to slowly drag your mouth up and down.

“Oh– I d-don’t– I think I’m–” His loud gasp is your only warning before you feel a gush of liquid spill down your throat. You choke, swallowing the best you can before you have to pull away so you don’t throw up. The machine is shaking beneath you, a final spurt of cum rolling down the length of his cock before he stills completely. You lick him clean, savoring it before you sit up and turn around. You’re seated comfortably on his defined abdomen, looking down at his blissed out expression. His cheeks are red and his eyes are dilated as hell, only a smidge of the blue irises visible. It makes you smile.

“How are you feeling?” You expected him to instantly remind you that machines cannot feel anything, but you’re surprised when he doesn’t respond immediately.

“Warm.” He murmurs quietly after a few seconds and you swear your heart melts at the simple, genuine reply. The T-800’s eyes flicker around your figure for a few moments, seeming to really take in the view in front of him. His lips twitch and you feel his right hand cup the back of your head.

“Come here.” He mumbles as he gently brings you up towards his face, meeting you halfway and passionately pressing his lips against yours. You feel his other arm slink around your waist as he sits up a bit, carefully pressing your body snug against his own. You gladly sink into him, rolling your tongue against his bottom lip in a silent demand for him to deepen the kiss. He seems to understand, a soft groan vibrating against your mouth as he opens his own. He allows you to explore, secretly enjoying the taste of you being processed through his overheated system. It gradually grows more raunchy and you only pull back when you feel his length twitch against your ass. You must’ve shifted down here at some point. His hands slide down to your plush backside, gently massaging the skin while he practically stares into your soul.

“Would you like to continue?” He asks softly, focusing on your face as you smile. You adjust your hips accordingly, sighing out an enthusiastic “Yes.”

The machine helps you adjust so you’re hovering over his cock, teasingly circling your entrance before pressing against it. He pauses, clearly continuing to give you the lead. Lightly biting the inside of your cheek, you begin to sink down on his sizable dick. A low moan expels from you as you slide him into you, relishing in the way he seems to pulsate inside of you. The robot shares your pleasure, sucking in a breath despite not having lungs. Strange…

“Mmm..You’re overwhelming.” He shudders, and you moan as you eventually press against his base. You feel extremely full, but it’s surprisingly super exhilarating. An erotic chuckle puffs from you as you adjust, your hands cupping his somehow rosy cheeks.

“You feel so good.” You admit breathily, pressing a soft kiss to his lips as you begin to set a rhythm. A sonorous hum is his response as you feel his hands run up your back. An intense, but intimate grind is kept in place as you both process what feels good and what feels better. You’re reduced to shaky moans and pants as the heat within grows hotter. The T-800 beneath you is in a blissed out haze, but is still unsurprisingly quiet as he watches your reactions the entire time. Ingraining it in his CPU files. A growl thrums from him as he suddenly hijacks your rhythm, forcing your hips down until you’re flush against him and keeping you there.

“I’d like to take over.” He grunts out and you whimper against his neck, loathing the fact that you can’t move in his vice-like grip. You brush your thumbs over his cheeks before nodding.

“Okay.” You whisper, adjusting your hands so they hold onto his broad shoulders. His fingers adjust their grip on your backside, aiding in lifting you slowly off of his length. He continues until just the tip remains inside, then he just as painstakingly lowers you back down. The motion allows you to feel everything inch by inch and it makes you feel warmer than you thought possible. A high-pitched moan erupts from you as soon as he bottoms out, the length of him perfectly massaging against a sensitive spot deep within.

“Right there?” He asks softly. You nod, your fingers digging into his shoulders. A smirk curls his lips at your response, mischief flashing briefly through his focused expression. You don’t have a second to question it when the machine grinds into you before pulling out to piston his entire length back into that exact, mind-numbing spot. A strangled gasp is all you can muster as you hold on to his broad shoulders, your head tilting back as the warmth from within your body slowly overwhelms you. The pressure builds as he sets a bruising pace, the smack of your hips against his audible now. Your entire body jolts against his powerful thrusts, but it isn’t painful. Not when his cock massages the inside of you perfectly every single time. An obscene squelching sound soon becomes audible. You can feel the pressure mounting, your fingers clawing his biceps frantically. His lips brush over your neck. The Terminator is quiet, but a quiet set of groans rumbles from him every now and again. He remains watchful of your face, looking on as you slowly begin to lose yourself on him. Because of him. He’s quite a sight to bestow, eyelashes fluttering against his cheeks with his mouth slightly parted in focus.

“Y-You bastard.” You manage to grit out through your pants, a heated moan pouring out soon after. His teeth find your earlobe and all you can do is arch your back as a powerful wave of heat seizes you suddenly. His hand covers your mouth just in time as an unrestrained cry tears through your throat as the orgasm washes over. The arm around your waist locks up and you can hear him grunt as your pussy clenches around him, the cyborg burying his cock deep within you before he stills up as well.

“You’re so t-tight—nggh.” His artificial voice cracks before his entire body shudders, the feeling of his cum pumping into you following after. It only prolongs your ecstasy. The machine holds you tightly against him until both of you have recovered, removing his hand away from your mouth to join his other arm around your waist.

“Did I hurt you?” He asks after a bout of silence and you smile against his chest, shaking your head.

“No.” You mumble, a deep sigh leaving you as he moves to slide out of you. You groan lightly as he shifts so you now lay comfortably on top of him, the soreness of your body just beginning to set in by the movement. The humanoid’s fingers trail over your sweaty skin, mapping over the expanse over your spent frame.

“Good.” He says softly, and you snort at his response. The tips of his fingers trace down your spine as he hums.

“The goal was to make it hard for you to walk without seriously injuring you. I’m just making sure this solution is effective.” His usual monotone is back, but you pay no mind. You’re too busy falling asleep against his bulky form. Seems the robot wore you out more than you thought he could.

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#smut #female reader #purely hypothetical #t 800 #terminator x reader

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dorizardthewizard · 1 year ago

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Galactik Football season 3 rewatch, eps 13-15

Episode 13:

Funny how the Pirates, who have the most motivation to find the contact, are the ones supporting an immediate evacuation whereas Brim Simbra is going for the “no need to panic people” route

Brim Simbra: He's right. Especially since many people will leave Paradisia right after the final anyway. The evacuation has to take place calmly.

Well fuck all the retail workers and support staff on Paradisia then. You guys are at more risk because we'll only announce a proper evacuation once all the visitors are gone <3

Again they missed their chance to have D'jok and Sinedd taunt each other at the start of the match, their roasts used to be hilarious

The way Mei is just watching them with her hands crossed sfdjhds girl, be ready!

Man I complain about Sinedd but D'jok's behaviour is annoying me more

Lol why did they just let the cat walk in, didn't they know about the incident at the start of the season?

Damn they really joker-ified Harris

Brim Simbra this wouldn't be a problem if you'd just ordered an evacuation

Luur came to watch the match in his football kit I guess

Damn, Galactik Football tournament finals can never go on without a disaster huh?

Why does it look like everyone has left the stadium already (that is a FUCK ton of people by the way, SEVERE danger of fatal crowd crushes. Which wouldn't be happening if you pre-emptively evacuated everyone, BRIM SIMBRA) but D'jok, Mei and Sinedd are still taking their time getting off the pitch?

I find it a bit hard to believe that D'jok's so far gone he'll literally just stand there as the stadium falls apart around him. In season 2 it was because he was in shock at least, and anyway this is all kind of a re-hash of the end of season 2 but worse

This is so funny they're just standing there 😭 Unbothered

I do love Sinedd saving D'jok and that his excuse is that he can't fight him if he's dead dsfjkdf it's hilarious

Seeing the flux effect on the 2D animation is so uncanny!

They seemed to be able to switch to using the flux for different purposes pretty quickly, like in football it mostly just gives them more power/speed/agility but they immediately have no problem channeling the Breath outwards and shooting it at stuff

It's a huge moment though, seeing them use the flux outside of football. If there were more seasons it could have been cool to see this as a can of worms opening and a debate around the potential loosening of the rules, with a balance between the benefits flux can bring vs the dangers

Sinedd you dumbass they would have left already, that's how evacuations work. Although I see him being too scared of losing them again to think rationally

TRAIN BRAWL! TRAIN BRAWL! Spider-man 2 eat your heart out

RIP Harvey, a real legend. And flux war veteran!

Of course she's a serpent lady

ooo look you can see the space jump gates! Cool little bit of background lore on how travel works in this universe

Where tf is Sinedd

Ahh Phoenix is going down with the ship, pretty cool moment

DAN DAN DAAAAAN

Episode 14:

Aww Thran and Ahito holding hands 😭😭

MARK JUST... DANGLING MICRO-ICE BY THE LEG?? It's kind of cute he's comforting him in his own way, although Micro-Ice's very valid reaction to all this is still played for laughs lmao

Ok so how sentient ARE the robots in this show? Sidney is obviously very sad about Harvey being gone, and we've seen the Technodroids have normal conversations before. But everyone's reaction whenever Sidney gets sad is just 😬😬😬 awkward LOL. Are robots like second class citizens in this universe? No one believes their emotions are as real as humans? But are they?? So many questions

Artegor coming over to help Aarch with unpacking sdhsdfjj and blaming himself for encouraging them to go to Paradisia 😭 Their hug 😭😭 Going feral over them

Wuh... in the middle of a good natured conversation he just,, throws the trophy? Why? It's so random 😂😂

So did Aarch and Artegor actually resolve their dispute, as dumb as it was? Oh it was just thrown in to have drama for a couple of episodes and now suddenly they're good? Ok sure

Aw Norata seems so much happier now, look at him excitedly showing off rare flowers

So these kids just.... use the flux? And NO ONE has noticed this yet? It's just... they were notified IMMEDIATELY that Rocket had used the flux to save Tia, how is this continuous use going undetected? I guess we already had that question considering Tia already knew how to use the flux in season 1, but with her you could at least make soooome sort of assumption of her being sheltered somehow as a daughter of diplomats. Maybe the flux society only noticed Rocket's flux use so quickly because they always make sure to track GF players really closely, but still if these kids are just chilling using it all the time, on GENESIS, it looks like the flux society are worryingly shit at their job lol

But that's the thing, season 3 introduces SO many crazy new concepts – new tournament, mixed flux teams, players moving to other teams, using flux outside of football, characters moving to different roles to shake up the status quo... so much interesting stuff but the execution just flubs it, especially with the character development.

Damn Tia's got gymnastics skills!

Oh so the last time we saw Sinedd, he was running back into a collapsing stadium to find his parents and we had no idea if he'd made it or not, and now the next time we see him he's just chilling walking with his team? I don't know much about direction in shows like this but I feel like we should have had a scene where he reunites with Mei at least before this??

Actually come to think of it, D'jok ends up on the Snow Kids' ship during the evacuation and we never get to see their reaction to him! Of course at first they all just want to survive and are obviously worried about him, but what about after? Was it awkward? Did they talk? TELL ME

Sinedd is a dick cutting Mei off like that but kind of sweet to see him refer to the Shadows as family

Wait have D'jok and Sonny interacted since Sonny got healed? I feel like we're sorely missing some father and son interactions here, and D'jok has been really needing it! And where's Maya in all this??

Mei is right to question the “parents” with how sketchy they're acting, but it's tough. Sinedd's finally got that part of himself back and there's no way he'll consider the idea of losing it again.

New flux society guy agreeing to move the date of the GFC, ooooor you could try and catch this guy? Useless mfers

Episode 15:

Show really doesn't give us any detail on how someone actually masters another flux. Like how does it work?

Oh Mei's getting sick now from the Smog, but how did Sinedd get over it? He did have symptoms of Smog poisoning in season 2 but I don't remember him ever getting cured like Artegor did? Aarch had to quit the Shadows because it had gone too far, is it actually something you can just overcome? Is it different for everyone? Is it down to overusing it? So many questions!

I like that Mei was just like. NOPE this is hurting me, even if I liked you I ain't staying! As she should.

Ooo Yuki's mastering the Elektras' flux!

Wait so everyone thinks team Paradisia are actually from the planet? Which iirc only became habitable not that long ago? I'm confused on the origins of these girls, how are they cyborgs? Do they have any lives and family outside of the team Lord Phoenix assembled? I mean they're not androids? I feel like since they're closely connected to a main character, they should have gotten some more backstory.

Oh so D'jok left team Paradisia already? Why exactly? He seemed all about winning with them. We don't even get a scene of him leaving them and their reaction??

What?? D'jok's just decided to do coaching all of a sudden? Because of one little encounter with kids playing football?? He was obsessed with winning tournaments like 5 minutes ago how did this change come about??? Like. I can SEE the vision and D'jok becoming a mentor figure is a fun idea but... we need to see the steps of getting there!

That Lightnings girl is so cute though

Mei says she only left temporarily but um... sis that was not the impression we got lol you disappeared abruptly and sent everyone heartfelt farewell messages

English dub goofs up again: D'jok says he'll never go back to the Snow Kids after what THEY did, but then goes on about how HE messed up and they'll never take him back. And again, what made him realise he was behaving poorly? You can't just set up a character's development, then suddenly show them once they've reached a conclusion. Was is the near-death experience? The fact Mei still wanted to help him despite how he'd acted? His loneliness finally catching up to him? I WANT ANSWERS

Mei: Don't you want to play for the cup? D'jok: We've done it, Mei. We've won twice! What's the point?

OK this is super interesting, I'm gonna link @millimononym 's post here about D'jok's potential arc (hope that's ok!) because I think it fits really well with this. For a guy obsessed with destiny, hitting his peak early could really mess with him. You could have such an interesting arc about this and accepting that life goes on and that our lives don't have to be defined by reaching some greater goal or purpose. It's about doing it with your friends and, if the show delved a little bit more in the whole post-flux war climate, it's also about being a symbol of hope for a planet that basically suffered the apocalypse. People joke about how the Snow Kids won three times in a row straight away, instead of doing the anime lose -> train to get better -> win scenario, but you could actually address this and use it to the story's advantage!

Aww Lun-Zia can't do it :( I can't remember what happens but it would be cool if she actually couldn't master the Breath, sometimes no matter how hard you try things just don't go the way you want

Wait so um... is no one questioning how the Paradisia girls still have their flux even though the planet is dead? And what are the girls even doing right now? They have no home and no Lord Phoenix, who took care of everything for them. And where did Nina-8 come from??

The Elektra's support of Yuki is so cute. Also kind of interesting lore that their planet is far from the other planets, and hence its residents find it very hard to connect to the flux, so much so it was assumed they didn't have one. A cool explanation for why the team hasn't shown up yet!

Oh she's been selected by the Wambas!! Of course they would want her on their team after seeing her play at Paradisia. Well that wrapped up nicely! Still, this confirms she was just some rando on the beach. And what was she up to before the tournament anyway? I wish we got to know more about her

Mark immediately has a crush on Nina-8 but somehow not Nikki-4 who looks just like her? XD

I don't mind Yuki staying with the Elektras actually, its the Elektra's first GFC and I can see her wanting to go further with them. And sometimes that's just life! Going on new adventures

#galactik football #dori watches galactik football #my posts

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pitbullwithaship · 11 months ago

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DOCTOR WHO LIVEBLOG S4 EP8

Okay this is Silence in the Library and I've heard it's insane and weird and scary and maybesad(?) So. It's time

That's a cute little girl floating in midair

That's a gorgeous library, the kind I've always wanted to visit

Is this a psychoevaluation or something

Okay something is there

OMG ITS THE DOCTOR AND DONNA

I live jow they're just like oh hello tiny girl great day innit

I love books

That's a gorgeous library Jesus christ

Amazing

Yeah Donna spoilers tsk tsk

Ooh suspiciously empty

Sundays are pretty boring

Oh wow that's a large amount of living creatures

Silence

I love them just so much

That's a creepy person head egg face robot thing

Ah ominous message

COUNT THE SHADOWS HWHOT

Only kinda sorta lied

The shadows approach incredibly ominously and slowly

Oh they sped up

Yay Donna on the kick open

The little girl is a security camera then is that why they're interrogating her

It's dark

I hit myself on the head sometimes too, (the doctor is a neurodivergent icon)

Girlie

River Song!!!!!! I've heard of her!!

I like Archeologists they're nerds

The Doctor and Donna are icons

Maybe it's not irra- THATS WHAT I WAS GONNA SAY

Vashta Nerada ooOooOoooOOooOooOooO

PRETTY BOY lol

Don't be a dick to the personal assistant girl

Okay so they're dickheads

THE DIARY

Aww poor River Song

THE PHONE AND THE LITTLE GIRL AND THE ALARM AND THE SECURITY SYSTEM AND-

Those are good drawings

Curiosity fucked with the timelines and killed a fair few cats

Weaponised books

I like the personal assistant girl she seems nice

Mr Lux don't be Mr Fucks

Assistant girl don't go wandering off

Yeah Lux pay attention

ASSISTANT GIRL BE CAREFUL IM SORRY I DONT KNOW YOUR NAME

This is creepy as hell

SCREAM NO

Oh shit oh damn oh shit that's terrifying oh shit oh dear

RIP Miss Evangelista

Oh that's really horrifying and sad

Speak Donna

Oh my God that's torturous

Aww Doctor trying to comfort her

THE REAL WORLD IS A LIE HOLY SHIT HOLY FUCK ONLY HER

Donna why are you being weird

Aww River Song knows about her

Oh oh Donna

AIR PIRHANAS THATS SO COOL

Oh fuck oh fuck he's got two shadows that's fucking horrifying

Aww that's adorable she has a matching screwdriver

Tries to send her away

Actually sends her away

What! What! What! What! She screamed! What!

Oh shit it's in his suit

Okay he's dead

Oh shit his fucking skeleton is possessed

That's horrifying

SQUARENESS GUN WOW

SHE SAVED DONNA WHAT

OH FUCK OH FUCK DONNA IS THE EGG ROBOT THING THAT IS NOT IN ANY WAY BETTER

Oh poor Doctor oh poor Donna

OH FUCK A CLIFFHANGER I HATE THAT AND I DONT HAVE TIME TO WATCH MORE

#doctor who #liveblogging #david tennant #tenth doctor #donna noble #catherine tate #s4 ep8

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alicepao13 · 2 months ago

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Hudson and Rex S02E11 - Rex Machina

Fun pun. Even better because deus ex machina is an unexpected power or event saving a seemingly hopeless situation, especially as a contrived plot device in a play or novel, and that happens often in this show.

Literally all crime show procedurals have done the "car kills human" one way or another. So, again, we're not looking to reinvent the wheel here. We're looking for a fun episode. Which it was, mostly the parts with Terabyte which I thought was a clever invention from whoever wrote the script.

Terabyte's first appearance!

How dare you.

This is a ridiculous idea. It just begs to be vandalized.

Rex's interactions with all the robotic parts is hilarious. I can only imagine what dogs think about all these things. Judging by their reactions on the roomba vacuum cleaners, not good things.

Being on bad terms with your daughter because you're a trucker and she's about to revolutionize the car industry and maybe your job won't exist by the time you retire is... completely stupid. Yes, any other trucker would have the right to feel threatened but her own father?

Dude, you parked in the middle of the street.

Sarah has already adopted Terabyte.

I live for Rex's jealousy.

Stop being so cute.

"Hoomans, if you don't get that thing away from me..."

Well, up until that moment, I had not realized that the one sided-glass in that interrogation room can also become... two-sided? Also, fun scene.

Charlie and Sarah walking their dogs.

I completely forgot it was Sarah that named him Terabyte!

"He looks like a terabyte". What precisely does a terabyte, a measure of counting digital data storage, look like?

Rex: Damnit, Terabyte is going to blow this case wide open. I have to step up my game.

Sarah: [about Terabyte] It's a he, not an it. Charlie: *sending silent signals to Jesse to just go with it*

Charlie: Good job, Terabyte. Rex: OH HE DID NOT! I'll make it look like an accident.

I love subtitles.

Sarah: Where's Terabyte? Jesse: Charging. Rex: He's in here! And I'm smelling fried circuits!

I concur.

I love the justification of, "I blackmailed a company and murdered a person when my ex got involved into an unrelated to said company motorcycle accident which left him paralyzed, because self-driving cars are ruining my hometown which is solely dependent on the driving industry". I don't think automation made you a shitty person, you were always one. Also, I'm not sure if that stands medically, but it's implied that if they hadn't gone to the trouble of staging this to seem like the car's fault, he might not have had permanent damage to his spine. So, she traded his legs for 10k per month.

lol they're opening the plant in Axtonville, a town where everyone is a trucker? Are truckers and plant workers interchangeable?

I actually dislike the pro "our company cares" endings they sometimes do. This isn't the first one.

"That's right, bitches. Despite Jesse's best efforts to murder me, I'm back."

Might happen sooner than you think.

Definitely not. I'm going to be watching Rex adaptations forever.

"No, we're not friends now. It's a 'keep your enemies close' thing."

I was glad to see Terabyte in later episodes. Although I don't think he ever moved again. I think at some point Rex probably had enough and ripped his circuits to shreds. The damage was irreparable. Everyone was sad. Rex wasn't.

#the great hudson and rex rewatch of 2024

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pkm-poet · 3 months ago

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As the top suggest I'm Poet, champion of Galar(technically but I decided to let Hop do that stuff because I moved to paldea, plus it felt weird to be champion in galar being from sinnoh) and champion status in Paldea! I don't know how but somehow I'm related to giratina, maybe one of my ancestors did smth? Idk, anyways

My Pokémon are:

My beloved Garchomp named murder♡(he's a fighter <3)

Tinkaton named god killer(she is very very aggressive so she's a battler, rip all corviknights including my own from galar 💔)

Ogerpon(hearthflame form, she burns things alive my beloved battler)

Charizard named Firey pal(shiny)(more chill, still a fighter though, prefers flying around though)

Iron crown named bluey(battler, he's pretty chill though, and very emotional don't be mean to her)

Iron valiant named Asterios(not a fighter she's very calm and sweet, he's a very formal boy)

The extra stuff!

Murder is very sassy, and I taught him English, so he can answer questions, I'll write in Blue so you know what he means, because he can't write, only draw, its charades with him

Bluey and Asterios are able to write and understand English, due to being ai's, so they can answer as well,

I like Robotics and Pokemon, main reason Asterious and Bluey are in my team

I plan on being a pokemon professor later in life and making robots!

My 2 favorite typings are Dragon and Ghost

I like cute pokemon a lot! They're very cute and normally sweet towards their trainers

(Ooc now, My team on this blog is my dream team in violet snd most of them are actually on my team <3)

Peliper mail and mystery box is open

Union circle is on!

Magic asks are off

(DNI !!!)

(All the normal stuff like zoophiles and such)

(Pleas no nsfws asks! I am a minor and do not wish to answer nsfw stuff. Also, please don't send gore and such, and this is all for fun! Any hating of pokemon characters is mostly just a over exaggeration of my feelings about them, and any crushes on certain pokemon characters in characters is just irl me expressing my simpage lol)

#pkmn irl #pokemon violet #pokemon #pokemon sinnoh #pokemon shield

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ericmicael · 1 year ago

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And he released episodes 3 and 4 of the "Frozen Podcast", I don't understand English completely, but here we go:

3 - The Storm:

After Mattias' part with the soldiers giving the introduction back in the storm that ended the last episode (I'm going to skip Mattias' parts in the present)

While Disa takes care of the people of his kingdom and Mattias of the soldiers, Anna asks Kristoff and Lord Wolfgang to help the people of Arendelle

Wolfgang goes to help an old man who ends up spitting out his dentures in his sneeze and Wolfgang catches it in his hand lol

Olaf ends up ripping off his own arms to demonstrate

Elsa goes to the Enchanted Forest wanting to understand what is happening, but she is not sensing any of the Nature Spirits

Disa and Anna team up to look after the castle as the storm only gets worse and the Queen of Sankerhus from the news about Elsa believes it is a magical storm.

They go to the windmill, which is moving quickly due to the storm, and appears to have broken (I think one of the blades is thrown at them). The two come together and manage to go to him and solve the problem with Disa fixing them.

Anna cites "Dangerous Secrets" where Iduna revealed that she helped with the mills plan

Meanwhile Kristoff, Wofgang and Olaf will take care of the animals including chickens and goats, I think they ran away and are trying to bring them back: comedy moment with them getting along badly with the animals, especially the chickens hahaha

Wolfgang tries to make a deal with Kristoff to make an ice industry or something

Once the problems were resolved, everyone, except Elsa, got together to eat

Then the elements officially start to behave like what happened in F2, one of the Lord's birds is carried by the wind and falls where Elsa is in the Enchanted Forest and becomes her companion.

4 - The Dark Nokk

Anna decides to go help Elsa, but first orders everyone to barricade the castle to withstand the climate changes, especially the storm.

Anna leaves Kristoff in charge of the castle and goes with Disa after Elsa, Wofgang even tries, but is blocked, although I think he gives them some self-heating sweaters or something. Kristoff ends up deciding to stay longer to stop the Lord from making trouble lol

Elsa goes to the Dark Sea beach to meet Nokk and tries to talk to him, but then Disa and Anna arrive

Elsa sees that Nokk is acting strange and jumps into the water to go to him, Disa tries to explain Nokk with science, but it's complicated lol

Anna notices a spider in the water near Elsa and Nokk

Wolfgang approaches Kristoff using reindeer items

Disa identifies the spider as an automaton, and to help Elsa ignore the intense cold, she jumps and goes to the Snow Queen. The robot spider is leaking oil being the problem. Disa manages to solve the problem, but ends up being hit by a wave, almost drowning, Nokk and/or Elsa take her to the beach

Elsa is still hesitant about Disa wanting to help so much even though she appreciates her help. Anna asks her to trust her, Elsa admits that she has trouble trusting others, she is sure that her sister will learn to like her and the sisters hug

Anna and Elsa open the spider revealing that it is made of copper, and it actually looks like there is a lot of copper there infecting everything

Suddenly they see that a fire has started in the Enchanted Forest, Elsa goes after Bruni

Parallel to this, Wolfgang & Co. eat popcorn. Kristoff is worried, but the Lord thinks nothing wrong is happening

Wolfgang literally at the end of the episode.

"The Dark Nokk" may be because it is stained with oil, and the spider may be stuck in it. I said I don't understand 100% English.

#frozen 2 #frozen podcast #elsa #anna #queen disa #kristoff #nokk #dangerous secrets

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borom1r · 5 months ago

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alone, break, desire, and mask for the OC meme (whichever one(s) you have the brain worms for)

ooooooo ok I’ll do a few guys.. Kenneth, Fýrulf + hmmmm Achim :3

Kenneth—

alone: How does your OC deal with loneliness? Have they ever been completely alone before? How do they act when there's no one around to see them?

loneliness doesn’t bother him. he’s a freak + he knows it, he grew up being The Weird Kid(tm) and learned pretty fucking fast that people don’t like being around him for extended periods of time.

+ so he spent most of his adult life completely alone, before he met John. it didn’t bother him, but in like. the sense of he was so used to it he just didn’t even register it as sth lacking. now that he has John, he’s fully committed to “when you die, I die.” nobody gets to take John away from him lmao

when nobody’s around… kinda similar to what we’ve talked abt with John tbh. like not as extreme bc Kenneth very much HAS his own identity, but if he doesn’t need to perform for anybody, if there’s nobody in his life to care about, then he’s just going thru the motions. very robotic. part of why he likes the adrenaline rush of demolition derbies so much, + why he’d drive around picking up ppl on the roadside. he was looking for danger bc it gave him sth to focus on Other than the creeping emptiness of his stupid little life.

break: What would cause your OC to break down completely? What do they look like when that happens? Has anyone ever seen them at their lowest?

oh if John died. 100%. I mean like I touched on above, if John goes, Ken’s going to.

if it’s natural causes, he’d just take himself out quietly. if someone else caused his death, Ken would rip their throat out with his teeth first. blind seething rage.

Ken’s never Been at what he considers his “lowest,” but John has seen him minutes away from a panic attack so I think that counts lol

desire: What's one thing your OC wants more than anything in the world? Are they open with that desire? Why or why not? What would they do to fulfill it?

surprisingly enough for Kenneth’s whole.. vibe, a long happy “quiet” life lmao. he’s got John, he’s got someone who matches his vibe, like he just wants their version of 2.5 kids and a white picket fence. Their quiet little lot in the trailer park, their lazy days fixing up junker cars, their weekend trips to go murder idiots on the side of the road + fuck in seedy motels— he’s very open with this To John. nobody else needs to know about their fun weekend murder getaways lmfao

+ he’d fully tear the world apart to keep his little piece of paradise intact

mask: Does your OC wear a mask, literally or figuratively? What goes on beneath it? Is there anyone in their life who gets to see who they are under the mask?

literally? No. figuratively….. sort of. he’s weird + generally offputting if u spend more than half an hour around him. the only thing he rlly bothers to mask around the general public is the like. murder fantasies and extremely dubious kinks. Betty at the local 24hour diner doesn’t need to know he and John met bc Kenneth was driving around at three in the morning actively looking to Get Murdered For Sexual Gratification

John is FULLY aware that he’s in a committed long term relationship with a rancid little hick freak but to be fair literally who else would look at John and go “oh yeah YOU are the dude I wanna spend my life with. get loved, idiot” — I mean literally Ken and John:

Fýrulf—

alone: How does your OC deal with loneliness? Have they ever been completely alone before? How do they act when there's no one around to see them?

loneliness isn't sth that bothers Fýrulf— he's been completely alone plenty of times, and he enjoys the isolation. it's why he decided to become an adventurer instead of staying home to protect his home village; a full pack chafes at him. he'd rather wander and join other adventurers only when he needs to

when there's no one around to see, he's a lot more willing to indulge his animalistic side. not that he bothers to hide it much to begin with; being a lycanthrope is a source of pride for him. if he's alone, though, he can indulge in things like eating raw meat or hunting with just his hands and teeth without getting weird looks

break: What would cause your OC to break down completely? What do they look like when that happens? Has anyone ever seen them at their lowest?

hm. that's an extremely good question actually. Fýrulf has a retired knight (an Aasimar named Tavar) that he's got quite the fancy for, and is considering asking Tavar to be his mate. bringing an outsider home for a short time to have a child is one thing, asking an outsider to be your mate is another, and would require Tavar to 1) be bitten by a werewolf and 2) embrace the full bloodlust that comes with lycanthropy. If Tavar fails to embrace his lycanthropy, he'd be ritually hunted and killed— a hunt Fýrulf would be required to take part in.

I think that would break Fýrulf. (he worries about his little brother eclipsing, failing to embrace the bloodlust, but he's always known that was a risk and it's an accepted part of their culture. it would be.. different, with Tavar)

Fýrulf at his lowest.... he'd just shut down. I think he'd let the wolf take over completely. no thoughts, only murder < no one's ever seen him at his lowest, bc he's never hit that point

desire: What's one thing your OC wants more than anything in the world? Are they open with that desire? Why or why not? What would they do to fulfill it?

glory for his people! he's an adventurer specifically to bring back wealth and glory (since he's gay and isn't necessarily gonna come home with children. like he COULD, but he's absolutely not the father type). it's a very simple desire but Fýrulf is a very simple man. he loves his home, he loves his family, he enjoys exploring the world but there just isn't a whole lot he wants for himself. someday he'll die an honorable death in battle and that's enough for him

he's very open with wanting glory, but his home village/its location is a closely-guarded secret. even Tavar doesn't know exactly where it is

+ he's already working to fulfill his goals. every adventure he goes on is more tales of battle and bloodshed to bring home to his people

mask: Does your OC wear a mask, literally or figuratively? What goes on beneath it? Is there anyone in their life who gets to see who they are under the mask?

literally? yes actually! his wolf-pelt can be worn as a mask, and he will usually lower it over his face before he goes into battle. figuratively? not really. he is what he is and he's not ashamed of any of it.

Tavar and his family. they get to see Fýrulf as his truest self

Achim—

alone: How does your OC deal with loneliness? Have they ever been completely alone before? How do they act when there's no one around to see them?

ahh.. he doesn't deal w/ loneliness well. he'll summon ghosts to keep him company if he's Truly Alone, which is not the best coping mechanism for sure

he was.. not completely alone, but extremely isolated. his aunt slowly poisoned him to death and kept him secluded in his room, so.

he doesn't like being alone. it makes him anxious, but now he's got a soul-link with a monstrous ghostlike creature that grants him supernatural powers. so now he's never alone!

break: What would cause your OC to break down completely? What do they look like when that happens? Has anyone ever seen them at their lowest?

if he ever was truly alone, i think he would break. if he lost his connection with his geist, he'd freak. like a frightened animal in a storm. his partners have seen him at his lowest, and though Emrik struggles with emotions, Dorin is generally good at helping Achim calm down

desire: What's one thing your OC wants more than anything in the world? Are they open with that desire? Why or why not? What would they do to fulfill it?

To Be Loved~

like look, he was poisoned to death by the one person he thought cared about him, resurrected by a powerful spirit and now he's got two Different undead creatures for boyfriends. not to mention his first real experimentation with intimate relationships came in the form of using previously mentioned supernatural powers to make ghosts tangible from midnight to sunrise.

Achim is. not the most well adjusted. he wants someone who will Love Him For Eternity, and he's fairly open about that. if he ever lost Emrik or Dorin, he'd probably go back to summoning ghosts for Late Night Flings. again, not healthy, but he wouldn't do anything to hurt people he cares about (even if they're actively hurting him)

mask: Does your OC wear a mask, literally or figuratively? What goes on beneath it? Is there anyone in their life who gets to see who they are under the mask?

does he? no, not really. it's especially hard to mask when the Geist you're tied to manifests any strong emotions as uncontrollable, murky tears (if his Geist is feeling things? Achim is crying nonstop). since his/his Geist's emotions are so painfully obvious, there's not a lot of reason for Achim to mask. he's self-conscious, insecure and a bit of a clingy crybaby. Dorin and Emrik know this, and they care about him all the same (Dorin is fascinated by a Ghost Magnet and Emrik can't quite quantify "love," but they do each care about Achim in their own ways)

#ask #TYYYYY!!!

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otakween · 10 months ago

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Zero Men - Volume 1

Now that I've finished 0-Sen Hayato, this manga was next on the list, another oldie. At least this time it's by the Godfather of all manga, Osamu Tezuka. I think this is his first work I've ever read??? Apparently no one cares about it because there's very little English material on it. Oh well, the main character is cute!

Ch. 1

Omg I'm loving this so far! The art is so dynamic and cute and the dialogue is really colorful too. The protagonist Ricky is adorable ;w; I love his tail.

That was a pretty badass and hilarious opening with the two soldiers fighting a pointless war while also low key bonding over a baby they saved.

Ricky crying when his dad told him his tail was something to be ashamed of broke my damn heart! Glad the dad isn't fully evil though. Just misguided...

Kind of weird that the dad is like "I swear I'll find you a doctor!" Like dude...you've had many years to do that and it probably would have been easier when the kid was an infant.

Ch. 2

Obvious parental death is obvious. Ricky sure got over it quick lol.

So, so far we know that 0 men can survive extreme temperatures, are really fast learners, and have great agility. I think this is an Elfen Lied scenario where they're supposed to be "evolved humans." Making them squirrel like was kind of a weird choice but oh well.

The professor's design where he basically just has a cloud for a head reminds me of Dr. Uranus from Cyborg 009. Peak old dude character design lol.

Losing one dad and then instantly meeting your real dad is pretty wild. The emotional whiplash made it all feel kind of rushed and silly. It's nice that Ricky doesn't feel like a freak anymore tho. Kind of an ugly duckling story.

Ch. 3

Woah, suddenly the story gets very different. Forget the evil scientists, it's time for robot demons apparently! New bad guys are Enma (Buddhist God of Hell) and Satan. Fun for the whole family!

Enma kinda looks like one of the guards from Squid Game lol, simple but menacing

The scene where Enma and Satan make an entire lighthouse disappear and the keep jumps out to save his life was effectively frightening. I wonder if that guy will come back as a witness?

All of Tokyo is ripped apart and put back together in like an hour and everyone just shrugs it off!? I know Japanese people can be complacent, but not THAT complacent!

This chapter felt like an anti-communist message with every house being exactly the same but "something's missing." I googled it and apparently Tezuka was a communist, but only for a short time before he changed his tune, so it's still possible that's what he was going for.

Ch. 4

So apparently the professor is a good guy now (despite first impressions) as he teams up with Ricky to investigate Enma.

We learn that 0-men are closer biologically to squirrels than they are to humans...riiight. The adults definitely looked more squirrel-like at least.

Pretty savage of the professor to shoot up his friend with a gun to "check if he's human" (including a shot to the head!?) Reminds me of the original Stepford Wives when the MC stabs her friend in the crotch.

The way Tezuka draws the prime minister feels very Looney Tunes. He's very rubbery.

Ch. 5

This manga is very text heavy so the average chapter takes me a bit to get through. Luckily, the Japanese has been very easy so far! (Rare for an older manga...)

Ricky and the Professor escape the clutches of King Enma who was planning to kill them if they didn't reveal the whereabouts of the 0 men. They end up in the forest where Ricky finds his mom and dad again. They ask Ricky to return to their country with them but he turns them down because he's vowed to be an "ally of humanity."

I can see why King Enma wears a mask...he's pretty dweeby looking under there. I like his mad scientist hair though. The fact that his face is a little disfigured gives Darth Vader vibes.

Ch. 6

Ricky and the professor try to alert the public about King Enma's take over. People start to be swayed, but then Enma just kills anyone who tries to join the resistance, so they don't get very far. By the end of the chapter Ricky is captured again by another power hungry person after the 0 men. Gdi Ricky...

I know it's for plot convenience but Ricky's tail pops out so easily that you'd think they'd come up with a better strategy for hiding it than stuffing it into his pants by now.

Ch. 7

Ricky splits up from the professor and finds himself captive on a boat. His 0 men parents come to save the day (apparently this was like a 0 men slave ship) and they knock out their captors.

Ricky just did a dramatic goodbye to his parents in chapter 6 and now he's back with them again? Make up your mind, story!

I was proud that I was able to read the kanji 船長. The videos I've watched of Marine-Senchou (vtuber) helped me out with that one.

We end the chapter in the jungle of the Himalayas. Maybe we'll learn more about 0 man culture?

Ch. 8

Uhhh wtf!? Ricky's dad just dies in an avalanche and they're like "meh, whatever!" Seriously Ricky and his mom recovered from that way too quickly. He might not really be dead, but they believe he is!!

It was cool seeing how the 0 men have been evading humans by living in a place that's only reachable by their species. That felt believable. I bet their land is nicer than the weird place Ricky was living before anyways. No dictators (I hope lol)

Ch. 9

Lol my previous statement was immediately proven wrong in this chapter. Ricky basically went from living in 1984 to Brave New World. I quickly went from enjoying learning about 0 men culture to being like...oh...that's not good.

Kind of confusing that Ricky's mom would intentionally bring her son into this world if she knew how messed up it was? She even is like "here's our apartment where we'll live as a big happy family" but then Ricky learns that kids are separated from their parents super early in this world and sent to live in a children's village. Like...did she not think of that??

Why was chapter 9 like 3 times longer than chapter 8? Well, I've been enjoying the kanji reading challenge. This manga has no furigana...

Ch. 10

Man this story is cyclical. They escape, they get captured, they escape, they get captured. Tezuka also seems to have ditched who I thought was the main villain for now. Will this whole thing be episodic or will we get a real plot?

They come across some yeti in their travels who say "yeti yeti" like Pokémon lol. I wouldn't mind seeing them make friends with all the cryptids, but the visit was very short.

Ricky's mom asking him to shoot her tail off with a gun was pretty dark. It does seem like it would make their lives a lot easier to remove their tails (in hopefully a less painful way), but I guess it's the principle of it.

Dude at they end looked like a Cyborg 009 character with his giant buttons and fancy hair haha.

Ch. 11

And just like that we gain another random party member (and Ricky's mom gains her 2nd adopted son in like 2 chapters). Ricky and Pete bond over their daddy issues.

I was wrong, they did bring Enma back. He reveals that his new, Communist version of Tokyo was inspired by the 0 man way of living, so I guess that explains that.

Like I said, we're going in circles here. Now we're back to looking for the professor Ricky befriended in earlier chapters. After the gang finds a safe place to live, then what? Are they going to save the world from oppressive regimes? Is the goal to just be a normal, happy family?

Ch. 12

So apparently the professor they eventually find is some kind of fake (even though he passed Ricky's needle test). Can Tezuka decide if this dude is a good guy or a bad guy already!?

Kinda funny how when they found a safe place to hide out they're like "now let's confront the evil people!" Like...weren't you running to hide from the evil people? Well I guess heroes gotta hero.

Ch. 13

So now it's doomsday via Mt. Fuji erupting. Although the gang succeeded in destroying Satan's clone factory, they now need to worry about the fate of humanity.

The version of this that I got from Bookwalker is 4 volumes but MAL has it at 7 volumes, so this must be an omnibus. I wonder where the original volume 1 cut off?

That first volume was kind of all over the place. The plot progression didn't feel all that natural, but I think this was one of those stories that was supposed to be a one-off and then got expanded, so whatever. Let's see where things go in volume 2...

#0-man #osamu tezuka #manga #bookwalker

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