#robot skeets

[fruity-mercenary]

Booster and Ted in my Style!!! And Skeets :3 The also drew Booster with a metal arm because it saw someone else do it and also it makes sense to me cause it would help him time travel 😼

[stackthedeck]

the potential of these two is devastatingly unexplored

[bxtchfxck]

yyyeeeeaaaaahhhh

[sourkilko]

Yeah but what if they were humanoid and wore cute outfits?

[garlic-sauc3]

I love skeets

[timpaxew]

He’s literally my best friend. I don’t care that he’s fictional and also dead

[novasintheroom]

132. Blush

♡ Pairing - Vash x Reader

♡ Word count - 0.6k

♡ Warnings - none

♡ Description: You're very distracted while mending Vash's coat.

Part of the 150 Bullets drabble series on AO3.

You try to stop staring.

You really try.

The teal lining of Vash’s coat sits open on your lap. You’d offered to patch up the tears within, noting strings of blue hanging off the cuffs and closure. As hardy as his coat is, the inside is nearly as torn up as the man himself.

But that isn’t what you’re staring at. No.

It’s your friend and the brick house build he was hiding under the coat.

His broad back is turned to you. It feels like an eclipse. Vash is messing with lunch, letting out hums and little clicks of the tongue as the food cooks in the blazing suns’ rays. The outcropping’s shade keeps you cool enough. Still, you feel sweat slide down your back, and you have to squint against the metallic shine from the nearby town.

You don’t know how he handles the heat. Eyes roving over his figure (his very large, very interesting figure), you boggle at the black turtleneck. It’s not a thick shirt by any means, but still. How is he not baking? And the coat on top of it!

Looking back to the coat on your lap, you pinch the fabric between two fingers and rub. It lets out a skeet-skrt sound. Very hardy. You don’t know how bullets bounce off it. You glance at Vash again. He’s so…big. How did you miss it? How do the bullets miss someone so big? You trace the line of his back, the rounded muscles of his shoulders, his slim waist. He reaches for some powdered potatoes and water, and you see the delicate bunch of his forearm’s muscles when he grabs them. Your mouth waters.

As if sensing your stare, Vash looks back at you. His smile is instant and pleasant. “Whatcha thinkin’ about?”

A blush overtakes your throat, and you’re left clearing it and looking anywhere but him. “Just…wondering how you’re not hot wearing all of this.” There. A half-truth.

Vash pauses and looks down at his clothes as if seeing them for the first time. Then, he chuckles and goes back to cooking. “Guess I’m just used to the heat!”

That’s a lie. No one is used to the heat of this dead planet. But you’ve already dodged one bullet; you aren’t about to start prying into what he doesn’t want you to know. So, you go back to staring. He stirs what’s in the pan. It sizzles and pops, and you watch his bicep and forearm bunch and contract with use. His other limb – the robotic one – holds the pan steady.

What would it take for him to hold you steady?

You prick your finger suddenly and hiss. You’d forgotten you were even sewing. A blot of blood wells on the tip. Reaching for your medikit, you’re aware of Vash’s eyes suddenly on you. Again, you feel embarrassed; that familiar flush to your skin. “I’m fine,” you say, bringing out a small Band-Aid and wrapping it quickly around. You hold up your finger to show. “See?”

Vash shakes his head and stirs the meal. “You don’t have to do that, you know. I can mend my coat.”

“I know,” you say, then scramble for something else to reassure him, “but then I’d have to be the one cooking, and I’d definitely get sweat in it.”

Vash laughs. “Gross.”

A smile comes to your lips. It falls away again when you look him over. His large stature, his resistance to heat, his easy smile whenever something goes wrong…What else are you hiding? You wonder. Taking up needle and thread again, you force yourself to focus on sewing up the holes and tears he’s endured.

Maybe, in time, you’ll be able to do it to his heart, too.

[yuinterrobangapologist]

Batfam members by which obscure Olympic Sport(s) they would be (its a stunt for charity or something):

Bruce: His inquisitive nature leads him to ask: Is there a limit on how many Sports You're Allowed to Compete In? Not for him. He wins gold in Golf, Diving, Badminton, Greco-Roman Wrestling, Ice Dancing with Cass (she's not going to prom of course, so this is his best chance at a father-daughter dance) BMX Racing, Men's Skeet (he has nothing against sport shooting! Honest!), Dressage, and Weightlifting (wait? 860 KILOS??), and Beach Volleyball (Dick is his partner). In fact, he already did sports with Dick and Cass! Why not all his kids! Badminton with Bette (she's basically his niece, come on now), Tennis with Jason, Luge with Tim (Tim literally falls asleep on top of him), and 3x3 Basketball with Damian and Duke.

Kate: Kate runs a poll on twitter asking for the "Straightest sport possible" and that's how she ends up doing a fucking 50 kilometer race walk. Why the fuck is walking an Olympic Sport?? I don't know Kathy, its for charity, just do it please. So for one day, Kate turns into Karen, and speed walks 3. Fucking. Hours. Kate is tempted to melt her Bronze of course its fucking bronze medal down into parts for nose piercings out of malic

Luke: Obvs wants to go into a combat sport. Which is why Dick purposefully tells he he wouldn't be able to do anything else, and dares him to try Artistic Gymnastics. He gets Gold in Rings and Silver in Pommel Horse and Vault

Dick: Dick wants to challenge himself by doing the other Gymnastics he's never done. So he signs up for Rhythmic Gymnastics! But...it's a women-only sport. Which is why Dick comes out as genderfluid and is a woman specifically for the games (cue Tim being fucking furious at Dick about enforcing negative stereotypes). And naturally, Dick wins. But also....you know...he kind of really feels...empowered with she/her pronouns. Like....it feels right. And thus, it took winning an Olympic Sport for Dick to realize he was bigender all along.

Bette: She's like actually a Tennis player, so that. Also, she idolizes Dick and wants to impress him with her super good Gymnastics skills. After winning the gold she bites it in tradition, and it actually bends. She actually ended up with a fucking poorly made tin medal fuck this is so embarrassing noone look at me

Babs: Curling, another weird fucking sport. It's basically like shuffleboard on ice. And honestly, like, its not an athletic sport. Honestly, you probably could do it in a wheelchair. And a huge part of it is technique and intellect. It was MADE for Oracle. After she wins Tesla reachers out for a sponsorship deal to make a robotic wheelchair, and Babs makes a working spaceship just to fucking spite Elon. She also hacks X and removes all the X branding, literally turning it back into Twitter.

Jason: I kid you not, in 2024 they will add competitive breakdancing To the Summer games. Jason is on the first U.S. team. It...you know there were worse ways to make money on the streets than street performing...and you know...it was fun too...I made like $74 one day outside an iHop. No shit fuck Babs don't look for it please don't fuck no please

Tim: Skateboarding has also been recently added to the Olympics. Tim isn't allowed to put his Superboy stickers on it because Young Justice happen to be involved in several international incidents.

Steph: Everyone remembers Steph lived in Africa, but no one even bothered to ask her about it, much less ask which country. Ethiopia, thank you for asking. Curious how they offered her citizenship right after she announced her Olympic plans. Steph wins gold in Speed Skating, giving the continent of Africa its first ever medal in the Winter Games. (She mentions this every single time possible)

Dami: Modern Pentathlon is by far the weirdest fucking sport in existence, but Dami loves it. He gets to swordfight, shoot things, and most importantly. meet a horse.

Cass: Karate kata. Cass in a combat sport would just be unfair, so she does the Kata, just showing off the execution and form. Ice Dancing with Bruce, as mentioned earlier. Her outfit is based on the Black Swan, of course. Frustratingly Bruce is much better at it than her, and she's unsure why. Until it dawns on her she's competing and he's having fun with his daughter. After she stops caring about scores, they two get the highest score in history.

Duke: Artistic Swimming. 2024 is the first year men will be allowed. "No Bruce, I'm isn't going to use my powers to see easily in the water, god." And showing off his abs to that pretty girl in his Women's Studies Elective is definitely not part of his choice of sport. Nope. (She's turned off by his puberty acne, and Duke cries in his room for 8 days straight)

Harper: No Bruce. No Steph. Fuck you Cass. No. No. No. Hey Harper, just wanna let you know, as part of the charity thing, we're doing a gala, and Bernard's busy. Do you think Cullen would like to go?...Fine Tim, I'll do it, for Cullen. Harper of course needs to do something to make an impact though. If she's gonna do this shit, she might as well have fun with it. Which is why she starts a one-woman crusade to add a new sport. It takes petitions, conferences, and a few million dollars in charitable donations to the IOC...but a new sport is added, and Harper Rowe because the Olympic's first ever gold medalist in Sumo Wrestling.

[dalekofchaos]

FNAF movie sequel pitch. Fredbear's Family Diner

So I know the sequel might center around FNAF 2 and Jeremy Fitzgerald. But I would love it more if it were about Fredbear's Family Diner and the relationship between William and Henry.

Ideally the movie should have Matthew Lillard using the make up and effects they used to get a young Dr Loomis in Halloween Kills so we can see a younger Lillard as young William Afton.

My fancast for Henry would be Skeet Ulrich.

The movie is about the beginning and decline of William and Henry's relationship and the madness of Afton.

Two best friends from college who have a gift for robotics, engineering and business. Who want to build a place to entertain the masses and A magical place for kids and grown-ups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life.

William and Henry are the faces of Fredbear's Family Diner. Henry is Fredbear and William is Spring Bonnie.

Fredbear's is a huge hit, Fazbear Entertainment is born and it becomes a franchise. Freddy Fazbear's Pizza is born, but then things change.

Mrs Afton dies in a tragic accident and then the Bite of 83 happens. William changes. He becomes more unhinged and notices the perfect life he set up is slowly fading away while Henry's family is perfect. William wants Henry to feel what he feels.

Since you can see visible scars during the Mike/Raglan meeting.

That's right, we could have the original Springlock incident. It wouldn't just be a accident. It would be intentional. Henry knows what William did. So after the final performance as Fredbear and Spring Bonnie, Henry snaps and attacks William while he's still in the Spring Bonnie suit and causes the Spring lock incident. William barely escaped with his life.

If you want the FNAF 2 experience, you could add in the Toy Animatronics and show William in peak Purple Guy causing the MCI and DCI and William hacking Mangle to cause the Bite of 87 to lobotomize Jeremy Fitzgerald.

William's son is Golden Freddy's spirit and either Michael or Vanessa caused the Bite of 83, which caused Henry to flee with Mike and Garrett and it could end with William abducting and killing Garrett and then seeing Garrett becoming The Puppet and William discovering Remnant. He is on the path to "put his family back together" and everyone will know how and why he always comes back!

PS. I have someone different casted as Henry instead of Garrett Hines because Mike is an unreliable narrator.

As for Mike, they can leave it open in the air if he's Henry or William's son. But I would still make Mike an Afton, while Garrett and Abby Henry's children. I would save the reveal of Mike being Michael Afton for FNAF 3, basically a LOT of repressed trauma causing Mike to form false memories and with Mike slowly finding out who he is and with William confronting what he did.

[comicgeekscomicgeek]

If robots could sigh, Skeets would.

[rachelordwayart]

A commission for Cort_Carpenter on Twitter, that hammy ol' hero Booster Gold! Featuring Skeets because you KNOW I can't resist a snarky robot.

Commission info

[sl-walker]

Today in Lines I Loved Writing

From the second chapter of Stardust:

“Heads up!” Ted shouted, cheerily, swinging off of a catwalk like some kind of acrobat, only to smack Random Henchman #3 -- on a shelf below him beside an open crate -- in the middle of his back with both boots, which--

--sent him flying down right into Booster’s outstretched arm, who clotheslined him neatly, saving him from a potentially bone-crunching meeting with the floor. “And down!”  The henchman dropped in a heap with a grunt and wheeze.  Booster winced, looking down at the guy.  “Oooh, might wanna watch the face, those ski-masks aren’t really much protection.”

Random Henchman #5 was running for the doors after #4 tripped and tumbled, because it had frankly only taken three minutes of chasing them around the warehouse to take most of them down.  “Grab him?” Ted asked, sounded surprisingly winded, and Booster glanced down at the guy he’d just dropped before taking off after the one running.

It was a quick collar -- literally! -- and just so he wouldn’t have to babysit, Booster hoisted and hung that guy off of a pulley by the leather belt he was wearing before flying back to make sure #3 and #4 were still subdued along with the others.

In the meantime, the Blue Beetle wasn’t looking so good even in the dim light; he was still hanging from the catwalk and something about his pallor was alarming.  “Hey, what’s wrong?” Booster asked, wasting no time flying over there.

Ted’s skin was sweaty where it was exposed, and up close, he was clearly having an incredibly hard time holding himself up. “Heart.  Ride down?” he panted, and sagged with a grateful sounding sigh when Booster took his weight and he could let go of the catwalk. “I’ll be okay,” he said, shivering. “Just need to lay down.”

Booster was less convinced, but he landed them soft and didn’t let his alarm show when Ted literally stretched out on the floor of the warehouse, thumping against his chest with the side of his fist.

“--should I tie them up?” Booster asked, even as he hit his wrist-comm. “Skeets, call the police, send ‘em to our position?  Then hone in on my position and get here.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Yeah, please,” Ted said, though he had picked up his head and was watching; he beamed despite looking like hell. “Do I get to meet your robot?!”

Booster smiled, shaking his head, and went to go figure out how to secure their random henchpeople.  “Your lucky night.  Hey, do you have anything I can use as handcuffs?”

Ted fished something out of that thigh holster, then held up a handful of zip ties that were sticking out of his fist like porcupine quills. “These work?”

“You came to a bust with zip ties?  And while I’m at it, do you actually keep a gun in there, or is it just like your all-purpose junk drawer?”

“Actually, I do have a gun!  It’s called the BB gun, because I’m clever like that.”  Ted let his head rest back on the floor and took a slower, more even-sounding breath.  “But yeah, I also stick random stuff in there because I don’t have pockets.  It’s got pouches in its pouch,” he added, with a snicker. “Like a Liefeld comic.”

Booster didn’t get the reference, but he did happen to think the word pouch was funny, which was why he was giggling like a twelve-year-old as he zip-tied their disgruntled henchfolk.  “And don’t want any civilian games of guess that lump?”

“Give the man a cookie!”

“I’ll settle for some all-night diner pancakes, but if a cookie’s all I’m getting for saving your butt--”

“It’ll be one of those really big cookies.”

“They do make some impressively sized baked goods in this era,” Skeets said, zipping through the half-open man door. “Also, the police will be here in approximately forty-five seconds.”

“Skeets!”  Booster grinned, then nodded back towards where Ted was sitting up gingerly. “Your new biggest fan ever wants to meet you.”

Skeets paused for a moment mid-air, a barely noticeable hesitation, then flew over to hover in front of Ted, offering a cordial, “A pleasure to meet you, Mister Blue Beetle.”

Ted made a noise that Booster might’ve ascribed to an overly excited young dog being shown a new toy.  Like-- maybe a verbal flail of excitement, if that was a thing.  Then he said, “You are so cool.  Booster!  I’ll buy the pancakes if the ‘bot comes with us!”

Booster sat back on his heels and watched, even as the sound of vehicles roaring up outside filtered in; something about the scene -- Ted sitting there in wide-eyed wonder and Skeets hovering at eye level -- grabbed him by the heart.  Good, mixed.  “Blueberry pancakes?” he asked, rising to his feet so he could go lead the cops in.

“Pal, I’ll get you the whole damn blueberry bush.”

“Deal!”

--

Why I loved writing them: OMG, the dialogue. I've had the fortune of occasionally having pairs of characters who, if you give them even the barest kind of space, will take a scene and run away with it. And writing Booster and Beetle is just like that; one of them starts, the other builds on it, and then they just keep going, rolling it along and chasing it down the road.

So, I had fun having Ted taking a potshot at Rob Liefeld because I cut my teeth on comics in the 90s and don't even get me started. For all those fans out there who might be unfamiliar, Liefeld's not like-- the only reason 90s comics are just Like That, but he was a big contributor of it. Like, I really can draw a very clear, unambiguous line between Cable's design and Booster's look post-Overmaster arc. It's not even subtle. So, everyone who ever squinted at that really godawful run of really bad design, you almost have to blame it on Liefeld.

Ahem. Anyway. The other part is the whole bit--

“Give the man a cookie!”

“I’ll settle for some all-night diner pancakes, but if a cookie’s all I’m getting for saving your butt--”

“It’ll be one of those really big cookies.”

--starting with that. It's not the first example of those two kind of 'yes, and'ing' each other in the story, their introduction to each other was the first, but it serves as a good illustration of their easy patter and ability to build on one another. And there's something super charming about them basically turning a joking bit of banter into a decision to go out to eat together, which leads to them spending almost the whole day together, which--

I've also had friendships like that, albeit without the unresolved romantic tension. But where you just enjoy the other person's company so much that you don't want to let them go. LOL! @b-radley66 can attest. @shadowmaat can, too. And many, many other people over the years.

And finally, I just also really love the mental image of Ted and Skeets meeting, just as much as I love Booster's reaction to it.

[thenixkat]

[id: A crop of a panel from a comic showing a saddled horse and a robot in silhouette. The robot is tiny, hovering above the saddle while holding the bridle with a small arm. /end id]

...fucking Skeets riding a horse. Heheheheh

I'm glad that Booster Gold treats his robot buddy like a person but this is hilarious.

Booster Gold apparently: Of course my robot friend needs his own horse.

[gayriddleussy]

Skeets: the Trauma Baby

__________________________

Skeets flew into the room where Rip Hunter was working on his time machine. He was in distress.

“Rip! Rip! Help!” Skeets yelled in his little robotic voice.

“What is it Skeets?” Rip immediately turned around, slightly panicked from Skeets flying in so fast and calling out for help.

“It’s Ted and Booster! They’re-” He was cut off by Rip running out of the room.

Rip made his way over to the room where Booster and Ted were staying, as he got closer he could hear moans making him stop in his tracks.

Were Booster and Ted-

He shook his thoughts away and continued to the door. Rip raised his hand to knock but then he just decided to break it down.

“Are you guys oka-” Rip stopped mid sentence when he saw what was happening.

Ted was lying down with Booster in front of him, his legs were propped up against Booser who was leaning over and pinning Teds hands against the bed. They both stopped, went quiet and looked at Rip.

“What are you doing to Ted sir?!” Skeets came flying in.

“Shit, um Skeets they’re-” Rip squeezed his eyes shut and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Okay both of you just get decent and explain this to him”

After that Rip turned to leave and Skeets followed after him.

“Well, wanna continue?” Booster asked as he looked back at Ted who wiggled his hips in response.

After a few more torturous minutes for Rip Booster and Ted emerged from their room to essentially give Skeets “The talk”

“Skeets, when two people love each other a lot,” Booster started.

“Oh god…” Rip muttered.

“They like to be close, sometimes so close that you’re inside of them-”

“Stop!” Rip shouted as he stood making Booster shut up. “Look Skeets, can’t you just look it up?”

“But what do I look up? Oh I could do a reverse image search!” Skeets announced.

“What do you mean reverse image search?” Ted asked.

“I record everything I see.”

“Delete it!” Booster and Ted shrieked at the same time.

But it was too late, Skeets had already searched it and was mortified.

[dp-clarkjkent]

Hey @goldenbooster , check this out:

"Lately, some people have seen a new hero working with Superman and the Justice League. Who are they? Where do they come from? What's their deal? Find out in this article.

by Clark Kent

[distant picture of Booster Gold and Blue Beetle after a battle]

The hero who wears blue and bright yellow as his main theme, Booster Gold has been exercising heroism in Metropolis for no more than a few weeks. Alongside his robotic companion Skeets, he claims to be from the future Gotham and came to our century to help out our heroes.

"I remember learning about legends from this time and thinking 'hey, that could be me'" said Booster, when interviewed by the planet.

Booster Gold has helped out in some recent disasters such as the near collapsing of the Metropolis Bridge and the monster attack at the Centennial Park.

Now, will Booster's actions be recognized, making him worthy of joining the Justice League? He was seen working with the team on a couple instances but, for now, no superhero has announced anything, and Booster was not spotted at the Hall of Justice, the League's usual headquarters."

dailyplanet.com/news/who-is-booster-gold

What do you think?

[garlic-sauc3]

booster calling skeets "coach" is just such a fun thing to me, because obviously skeets is coaching booster for his heroing but also just common slang and phrases, but also since booster used to be a football player and had a coach, him calling skeets coach is even more fun