#tw mindrape

[anon-e-miss]

Instransigence 9

There had been no movement on any of Mirage’s cameras, and Jazz could not decide if this was a positive or a negative. Perhaps it was a mix of both. Barricade would not be talking for a long time, if ever. In the mean time Jazz had questions he wanted answered. Nightstalker was dead, and the mnemosurgeons had not found much. The rusting processor of a dead mechanism was not a treasure trove that could be simply picked clean. It was generally only the last moments of a life that could be pulled out. All they had pulled out of Nightstalker was the thrill of the chase, and some deeply dark desires. There was no doubt in Jazz’s processor that Prowl’s attackers, at least that one, had intended on raping him before they killed him. He thought better of sharing that bit of information with Smokescreen.

He did not caution Smokescreen to watch his speed as they drove to the base in the early joors of the light-cycle. Jazz kept pace with his rookie, driving just a few kilometres over the speed limit. They did not come across any enforcers looking to fill their quota of tickets. Their number were probably in chaos. The Autobot Security Force had descended upon the Enforcer Command and were digging through every workstation and every vault in search of any evidence of a Decepticon infiltration. Ironhide would give his report to Prime and Prime would forward it to Jazz, and Jazz would pick it clean. That was not the only thing Jazz wanted to pick clean. He was certain there was something stashed in Prowl’s memory banks that could be of use. Likely many somethings, but with a recall like Prowl’s the small things and the subtle things could be easily... not so much forgotten as overlooked.

That would probably have to wait until Prowl was off the blockers. Jazz had an almost fond memory of Smokescreen. The dislocation had been an accident, just one of those things that happened during basic training. Though they had only been halfway through the second quartex of basic training, Jazz had already mentally tapped Smokescreen for Spec Ops during his observations. He had been there when an overly excited Tagonian had knocked a minibot recruit off the platform. Smokescreen had performed a wicked dive to catch him before he toppled off the edge. Jazz had been impressed by his moves. He had been less impressed by the Tagonian who had knocked Smokescreen and Volks both over the side as Smokescreen had been pulling the minibot up. One thing was for certain, that mech was not going near one of Jazz’s operations with a ten metre pole.

The dive had confirmed for Jazz that he had wanted Smokescreen for Spec Ops, and he had gone to see  Smokescreen in the medbay only to find the young mech out of his Primus damned mind. Had his medic been any but Ratchet, Jazz would have been reasonable to accuse them of overdosing the Praxian, but it had been Ratchet had he had explained that Smokescreen systems were sensitive to blockers. More sensitive that Ratchet had expected, though Smokescreen had warned him. Jazz had stuck around with the young mech until he had been called away by Hound. By the time he had gotten back, Smokescreen had been picked up by the friend he had commed when he had been dosed out of his helm. Someone designated Ore... Not Ore, Jazz realized now. Origin. Prowl.

Smokescreen had not returned to training until his doorwing had fully healed, a full quartex. Though he had returned to the parade grounds with his unit he had only stayed long enough for Jazz to come and fetch him. When Jazz had taken him back to his office, he had realized quickly that Smokescreen had assumed he was in trouble. Completely by accident Jazz had discovered the identity of the base’s betting ring’s founder. In just one quartex it had taken off. New recruits and seasoned soldiers all enjoyed the underground pool, and recognizing the value of a little distraction, Jazz had left it be. With that discovery and with a look and Smokescreen’s grades, Jazz had adopted Smokescreen as his personal project, rather than shunting him off to one of his seasoned agents. The Praxian was a special talent. He would serve Spec Ops well with a little time and training, and Jazz would be sure he got both.

“He’s groggy,” Ratchet declared when the pair arrived and found the medic waiting. “And grumpy. He woke up in the dark-cycle with some pain so I gave him another small dose. You don’t burn through them as fast, Mechling.”

“No,” Smokescreen replied. “They hit Origin hard but he burns through them fast. They hit me hard too but then they keep me on my aft for mega-cycles. Can I sit with him?”

“Sure, Smokescreen. I’ll give you a few breams before I come in to do another exam.”

“Shouldn’t you recharge?” Smokescreen asked. The tone suggested to Jazz that this was a question Smokescreen had asked before, though not of this mech.

“You just fuss over your Origin,” Ratchet replied. “Go be a pain in his neck.”

Jazz chuckled as Smokescreen scampered off to Prowl’s room. Ratchet had not requested to see the energon he had brought. Maybe Ratchet did not actually care, but Jazz doubted it. Smokescreen had merely distracted him with that sassy observation. From the cant of his doorwings, the young mech was plenty pleased with himself. He definitely had the makings of an operative, though Jazz had somewhat more complex plans in mind for Smokescreen. His rookie was studying psychology at the Academy of Science and Tech here in Iacon. When he had finished his degree he would have a whole different perspective to their operations, to their enemies. He had a two more vorns yet of studying to go before he finished his Bachelor’s. Smokescreen had suggested he was interested in getting his Masters, even a  Doctorate, if he could get the scholarships. There would be no need of that, not of the degree but of the scholarship. Jazz had tapped Optimus for a little bump to his department. Though he did not know it yet, Smokescreen’s education was now covered. Jazz had no doubt this expense would pay the Autobots rich dividends in the end.

“Ya didn’t comm Smokey,” Jazz said as he lingered with Ratchet as the medic polished a wrench.

“There was nothing to comm about,” Ratchet replied. “When I checked in on him he was online. He refused a blocker and I left him to stew. When I came back a joor later he took the blocker.”

“Don’t suppose he mentioned what he was stewin’ on?”

“No. I’m hoping he’s considering what I said about that mnemosurgeon. You’re probably hoping he was stewing on your investigation.”

“I’d take either,” Jazz replied. “Apart from the wiring, what’d that fragger hit?”

“Memory banks, the slash and smash has long healed,” Ratchet replied. “I don’t know what they were trying to accomplish. The base of the helm isn’t a conventional route for that surgery.”

“Wasn’t a surgery,” Jazz said. Ratchet stiffened and he slowly set the wrench down. There was fury in his optics.

“What did the mechling tell you?”

“His origin came home and claimed to be overcharged. He was stumblin’. Smokey mighta gone to his berth believin’ it but he saw the energon drippin’ down Prowl’s neck.”

“It would have been a sight,” Ratchet hissed. “He should have gone to the medicentre. He was stumbling because that wiring relates to his motor relays. If his self repair systems hadn’t grounded the wires, if they’d shorted, it would have been catastrophic.”

“Fatal?”

“Probably.”

“Don’t suppose ya told ‘m that.”

“We had a talk. I’d have had better luck trying to reason with a rock.”

“Smokey said Prowl told’m neither o’em behaved well that dark-cycle.”

“What do you think he meant by that?”

“Don’t know. Date gone wrong. Coulda been anythin’.”

“A date?”

“I told ya it wasn’t surgery.”

“Frag.”

“Yeah.”

“It’s worse, you know,” Ratchet said as he lifted his abandoned wrench back off the counter and set to polishing it again. “There’s no arguing the fragger had the best of intentions. It couldn’t be anything but straight up rape.”

“He told Smokey neither o’ them behaved well.”

“At least on some level he blames himself for it. The fact that he’s an enforcer...”

“Probably figures he shoulda been able to stop it,” Jazz guessed what Ratchet was thinking. He remembered what Smokescreen had said. Worrying what else the fragger had done to his origin. Smokescreen was still worrying. “Probably felt too embarrassed to sit down wit another enforcer to file a complaint.”

“Could it have been another enforcer?” Ratchet wondered out loud.

“That would fit. Smokey didn’t know the fragger’s designation. Don’t sound like he ever got serious wit anyone after his ‘genitor.”

“It’s been three vorns. He’s had three vorns to convince himself he had some part to play in what happened to him. Three vorns for it to fester. I doubt he’s going to give us a designation.”

“Yeah. Unfortunately, ‘m thinkin’ the same thing.”

[phoenix-is-the-hottest-thing]

Is sin mal your oc? Her character design is very cool. What is her relationship with bronya and seele, she seems to know them?

She isn’t my OC at all! She’s a little known character. She was much bigger in the previous game so that’s where I get most of my info from (with a critical eye because not everything can carry over, there’s very different events and backstories often changed a bit between games)

I uhhh ended up going more in depth than intended. Infodump go brrr enjoy under the cut

Where you can find her

Previous game has a backstory comic for her, which I really wanna go over but since mangadex went down I’ve been focusing on other things instead. I’ll link it when Mangadex comes back up, and I’ll probably go over the symbolism in it too because it’s really fun.

As for hi3!!! She appears in an episode of the cooking anime, a few manga in the background (such as AE Invasion), and was prominent in a deleted chapter about stigmas that got censored and replaced with different events. It’s also on mangadex but... yeah, still down.

Since it’s no longer canon, the canon version of that part of the story would be the Chiyou story of the game, where she also appears a little, but like, a lot less. I forgot which but it’s one of the EX chapters..?

She has a stigma from early on in the game, so it kind of sucks. Within the game itself Sin doesn’t seem to have a full model but she gets mentioned a few times. We learn through Roza and Lili talking to Bronya that she’s currently running the orphanage they grew up in.

(Image Transcript: Bronya saying “The Bronya is unaware that Sin Mal can take care of people” to Lili. burn.)

Sin is also in Seele’s Quantum Diary event, which completes the story of Azure Waters.

Which means that Azure Waters is probably her main canon appearance in hi3 lore! Wheeee unfortunately you’ll be really confused about why I like her if you only go off that uh. Because she’s behaving horribly in that one

Who she is

To answer the rest of your question: Shes an orphan from Cocolia’s orphanage, like Roza Lili Seele and Bronya, so they grew up together for a time. Sin isn’t a nice person, she’s a bully, fights with Roza and talks down to Seele when they’re young, very likely out of jealousy tbh.

Why jealousy...?

Let’s go over her actions in Azure Waters. Backwards. And badly.

In the latter part of it, she’s convinced that she’ll die in the X-10 experiment and go to hell, but it’s showing fear and looking bad in front of Bronya that she’s worried about, not dying itself (she is scared of death and convinced she’ll go to hell but it’s specifically looking bad in front of Bronya she worries about aloud.)

Earlier on, Seele tells Bronya that she doesn’t understand why Sin got violent, implying that it’s not happened before— Sin pushes Bronya down the stairs after Bronya more or less admits she’s in love with Seele, and while Sin’s hitting her leg (this was changed in chinese for some reason, but the english still has the old translated version) Sin yells she won’t let Bronya like Seele. Also, right before that, she gets grumpy specifically when Seele clings to Bronya.

Sheesh. Girl’s got it bad. Cocolia have you heard of giving therapy to your damn kids? Look at her. The only way she knows to express herself is violence.

She also tries to rape Seele after Seele refuses to leave her alone while she’s stressing about dying tomorrow, but Veliona gets revenge real fast; she tears Sin’s tooth off and then mindrapes her. That’s... going to be an awkward reunion. I am so worried for these 12yo kids. Cocolia. Therapy. Give them therapy.

“ok so why does Sin have zero coping skills besides violence and asserting control on others” well

That backstory comic

If you consider that Sin's old backstory is still mostly true in Azure Waters (which is likely given that Azure Waters is referenced in another comic from the second game) then she's got a pretty sad backstory.

TW for child abuse!! And murder. And sex slavery.

Her parents were killed by a robber, she killed the robber in self-defense in such a way that no body was left behind, and people deduced she'd killed her parents and thought she was a monster. (Her family, including Sin, is symbolized by bunnies, while the robber with a gun is a bear. she was very young.)

She gets hallucinations from then on and generally seems pretty dissociated. The hallucinations seem to be caused by the honkai? It's unclear why exactly she sees those, but they're a mix of horrifying (her food looks like garbage and her surroundings are warped and gross) and symbolically truthful (she sees people's "sins", which makes her adoptive mom's face look like money because she's greedy, for example.)

So! After that, she gets adopted by greedy relatives who squander her money and don't care about her (leaving her alone on her birthday for example). On her birthday, Bronya, who is still a child soldier, bursts into her room, holds her at gunpoint and demands food. Sin is too out of it to be alarmed and smiles, asking if Bronya's here to play with her; this disturbs Bronya but they're interrupted by the police also breaking in. They were chasing Bronya.

They seem ready to shoot, regardless of Sin being there, and because Bronya doesn't want an innocent caught up in this she stands between them. Bronya gets taken out by a hit to the head. When Sin sees Bronya's attempt to protect her, she is reminded of her parents shielding her from the robber who killed them.

Because of this Sin gets up from her bed, and the last thing Bronya sees before passing out is Sin standing between her and the attackers. When Bronya wakes up, to being told she’s safe now...

Sin has killed them all. (This is seen through the lens of Sin’s hallucinations.)

They meet again 3 years later, Sin’s adoptive mother has run out of money to squander and Sin’s house is starting to look more like ruins from not being taken care of. She decides to send Sin to play with the kids from Cocolia’s orphanage; she’s hoping to get into Cocolia’s good graces through her.

Sin is delighted to see Bronya again!

But Bronya tells her to stay away from Seele. She refuses to be friends, because she thinks Sin isn’t a human, she’s a monster (too dangerous). After being told that, Sin has a bit of an identity crisis and dissociates all the way back home. She is only snapped out of it when her angry adoptive mom slaps her and calls her useless.

Next scene, probably a few days later, her adoptive mother’s decided to sell Sin off as a rich pervert’s new wife :)))) Sin sees him as a heaving pig which I suppose is symbolic of either lust or gluttony.

Here, if my memory’s correct, the adoptive mom’s more or less telling Sin to please her new husband tonight. I have rarely hated a fictional character more jesus fucking christ even Otto isn’t that bad

This is where Sin snaps. 

(The gears are from her clock motif; she has time powers in the previous game. Unclear whether she’d have them in hi3 or not. Maybe she would if she had a bigger role uh. She got shelved T-T)

She says she wants to be a human, not a monster, but after everything that’s happened to her, her conclusion is that what makes humans, human, is sin. AKA being a selfish asshole. She has the name before then, but it’s really come full circle, uh. (Note that this is when her teeth became like that...)

She kills both of these horrible adults, sets fire to the house, and runs to the orphanage. Bronya sees her with burnt clothes and hair and hesitantly opens the gate for her.

Sin asks her whether she looks human yet?

And that’s the end of this backstory comic! Holy fuck Cocolia why didn’t you yeet her in therapy. After this she starts living in the orphanage. 

Having snapped out of constantly dissociating, and decided that what makes people human is being a selfish asshole, she acts a lot more aggressive than she has up til now. 

In the deleted non canon comic she was quite happy murdering people for Cocolia, and gets annoyed easily, but she’s still got that sweeter side to her (sings a lullaby, brings food to an AE operative despite getting mad at them several times, wants hugs from Cocolia). In the Chiyou chapter, Bronya easily convinces her to cooperate while they’re speaking one on one, too Sin you’re whipped.

She’s a mess but she’s really, really interesting to me. Now you know why! I still want to make a more in depth post but yeah that should. Cover most of it.

[the-socially-awkward-cat]

Fallen Angel (radiodust fanfic)

Summary:

No one expected Angel Dust to return to Hell mere months after his ascension into Heaven.

But at least he gets to reunite with his old friends at the Happy Hotel, his real home. Including the Radio Demon, with whom he'd left off on a budding friendship, and the embarrassing crush he should've never confessed.

Ch2: My condolences

Brunch in the garden leads to some insights.

Ch3: The Broadcast 

A glance behind the curtain ...(***Rated M for 🍈-slaughter)

Ch4: Half-baked

There is nothing like chatting over a meal to get words rolling. Charlie & Co. discuss the aftermath of the radio show ... with drama for dessert.

Ch5: Vibe-check-in

A haunt around the old block leads to a haunting from the past.

Ch6: Wait, what now?

In the pit of despair, inspiration strikes! ... maybe?

Ch7: After-dark

A new visit to the radio station, brings new discoveries. 

Ch8: Talks

Angel needs to have a long hard thought about things ... Meanwhile Frankie has an unexpected run-in while running out.

Ch9: Dirty little secret

Snakes, white lies, and forbidden fruit. What could possibly go wrong?

Ch10: Of devils and moonlight

TW: MORE GORE Things get messy.

Ch11:  Dirty rice and laundry

This special edition of Kitchen Nightmares is brought to you by Hell's very own Hazbin Hotel.

Ch12: Scent

말을하려 했지만 떼어지지 않던 입술을 안아보려 했지만 내밀수가 없던 두 손을 알아주길 지독히도 어리석은 나였음을 하지만 옷자락에 스쳐간 지워지지 않은 향기에I wanted to say it, but my lips just didn’t part I wanted to hold you, but my arms just couldn’t reach out I wish you could know, I was such a fool But the haunting scent that lingers on the hem of your clothes ...

Ch13: Dank Gift

TW: mindrape

One step forward, two steps back.

[sillyteecup]

I know I'm really late with the whole TW fandom and stuff but the undeserved hate Scott gets is just...💔

Look there are so many stupid decisions that Scott has made that made me view him a stupid motherfucking cunt face.

The thing is y'all think we think Scott's perfect but that's not true, we know he's flawed but he does his best to be the Alpha that his friends expect him to be and to be the leader who keeps Beacon Hills safe.

Another thing y'all forget is that Scott was turned against his will and mindraped for most of this series, especially by Peter and Derek (who might I remind you blackmailed him) and y'all expect him to be this loveable quirk that stiles is!? No!! Yeah sure stiles watched his mom die from dementia but Scott suffered a form of abuse so harsh that the dude forgot about.

Remember when his dad told him why he left!? And let's not forget when his girlfriend's family wanted him dead. When Victoria argent was so close to succeeding and she even gloated about it. She gloated about killing a teenager. Like dude and he chose not to tell Allison how it actually happened because he didn't wanna reopen old wounds for her and relive his own trauma. BTW would Derek still even be alive if Scott didn't risk his life and relationship to steal the bullet from Kate's bag!? And let's not forget how Scott managed to forgive Peter and deucalion despite the bullshit they caused him.

Yeah sure I wish he killed Gerard but he didn't because deep down the adorable bean inside him still hopes that Gerard would change. Let's not forget when the dude forgave the person who wormed his way into the pack. Destroyed his pack and friendship with stiles (which was partly his fault for not believing stiles and partly stiles fault for not telling the truth) but still. Let's not forget how he forgave the dude who sent his beta Liam to kill him using emotional manipulation which he constructed with the whole Hayden being a chimera situation to kill Scott only for Liam to not be able to complete the job meaning Theo had to kill Scott himself. Scott was dead for 15 minutes. Scott took time but he forgave Theo and protected him. Which lead to us watching Theo blossoming into the soul who cared enough to take the pain of a hunter who tried to kill him countless times. The soul who kept helping Liam with his issues. Scott forgave him. Because he knew that everyone had good in them (except for Gerard and tamora.) Scott is...I can't even deal❤️

[stressingbisexually]

Scott wasn’t mindraped: and here’s why

Some background, check out these first: 

http://liliaeth.tumblr.com/post/180181513356/stop-using-the-fucking-term-mindrape-scott-wasnt

http://thisdiscontentedwinter.tumblr.com/post/181435895532/i-was-the-one-who-messaged-liliaeth-about-the-mind#notes

Optional Reading:

http://thisdiscontentedwinter.tumblr.com/post/181453762447/submission#notes

http://thisdiscontentedwinter.tumblr.com/post/181467539532/hiya-disco-lilaeth-anon-here-first-and#notes

Full disclosure - I’m friends with the anon, we’re internet buddies. So if a lot of what I say, mirrors them, you know why. Spoiler Alert! I kinda agree with them. 

Okay so first post, let’s start with a doozy. RAPE TRIGGER WARNING for this post (I’m being serious). You’ll be told when and where, but just pre-warning you. Told you this it’s gunna be a hell of a first post.

Now some fics write about Stiles’ dad being abusive, for the sympathy points. And you know what, not my cup of tea, I’ll stay away but feel free to read/write what you like. I kinda get it, I’m a slut for Hurt!Stiles, I’m utter trash for it, but that’s a little too OOC for my personal preferences. My problem with calling what happened with Scott ‘mind rape’ is personal, and ultimately my opinion, but here’s why I agree with liliaeth’s anon.

She throws that word around a lot, to the point where she’s equating violation to rape. I’ve not been in the server long at all, but even I’ve picked up on that, with her tumblr only cementing that fact. I’ll be honest here, I’ve read the posts what are on thisdiscontentedwinter (always a fun read, rec. that blog for TW goodness and chill) as of today, and liliaeth’s comments both on her tumblr and on the server. I’m not triggered by the word rape, like the anon is, but for those who are triggered by rape, please stop reading ** and start back reading here ** . So... let me tell you the differences between rape and violation (I know it’s long and I know it’s kind of graphic, but I don’t think the difference has really hit them so this is my attempt):

**STOP AND SCROLL**

Rape is the feel of your sister’s boyfriend’s hand sneaking up your thigh after he’s just crept into your room and crawled between the blankets, whilst you try to pretend that you’re asleep. Rape is trying to keep your breathing steady even though your heart is pounding; it’s trying to remember if you know if people swallow when they’re asleep because salvia is pooling into your mouth and his fingers are wiggling in to your knickers. Rape is pretending to be disturbed sleeping and shifting, trying to roll over and away from his hands and his softly snorted laughter as he puts his hand on your hip and rolls you back into position. Rape’s the feel of his fingers moving in and out of you; it’s the sound of his heavy breathing and his hand around his dick. It’s his quiet, “Good girl,” whispered against your temple before he presses a parting kiss as a gift before leaving you.

Rape is the feel of his hand in yours guiding it down to his dick when you’re trying go over your spellings; it’s stuttering over the word gnash when he starts fucking into your hand, his tight against yours, so the grip is nice and firm. It’s the way he turns your head and kisses you, how is hand slips down your stomach and into your knickers. How you shiver when he rubs something, how he smiles against your mouth, and the wave of revolution that hits you. It’s how he pulls you onto his lap, and you try to get off, so he can pull your underwear to one side and fuck you before bath time.

It’s keeping it in until it hurts, until you just tell one person and they hug you. It’s nightmares, and cold shivers when you smell his deodorant; it’s being scared to trust, a surprise thought when you’d not thought about it in years and Jesus Christ, I’m over this, shut up brain.

Rape’s not even that to some people, it’s something else all together, there’s not just one way it can happen, but it’s always horrifying, it’s always scarring and it’s always with you, in some way or another. 

** YOU’RE GOOD NOW **

The definition of violation is thus (thank you, Google):

violation /vʌɪəˈleɪʃn/ Noun

the action of violating someone or something - "the aircraft were in violation of UN resolutions" synonyms: contravention, breach, infringement, infraction, breaking, transgression, non-observance, lack of compliance with, disobeying, disobedience, defiance, defying, flouting, flying in the face of, rebelling against; neglect, ignoring, paying no heed to, taking no notice of "a flagrant violation of human rights"

- invasion, interruption, breach, infraction; trespass, intrusion, encroachment, disruption, disturbance, upset "the wiretaps were a severe violation of the victims' private lives"

- rape, sexual assault, indecent assault, sexual abuse, abuse, molestation, molesting, interference, interfering, seduction, seducing; informalbedding; datedravishing, ravishment, deflowering, defloration, defilement, dishonour, ruin, ruination "his daughter was threatened with violation"

Yeah, I did notice rape was in there. I left it in purposely. I’m not trying to hide from what the word can mean. And by that I mean, you don't use the word set to always only mean you ‘set the lamp down onto the table’, right? Sometimes you might want to say you ‘have a set of collectable cards to sell’, so why limit the word violation to that, just because it fits what you’re trying to push, without listening to what the word also means? If your aim is to stick to canon, or at least claim it’s canon, then why are you trying to minimise what actually happened to Scott because you’re too busy trying to get extra sympathy points for your boy and like I said, I get it, I’m trash for Hurt!Stiles, but there’s times I’ll nope out when it just goes against everything fundamental about these characters I love and this moment is one I have with anyone who believes that Scott was mindraped by Peter Hale.

It sounds like anon’s messages to stop calling it mindrape went right over your head and you steamrolled right into all but saying Scott was actually raped and quite frankly, you ought to be disgusted in yourself. When I saw you’d posted that in the server, I was honestly appalled. And this is why this post even exists in the first place.

Scott was violated. He had his human rights violated, his mind, his autotomany, his memory - they were all violated. The word itself brings up repulsive imagery and feelings - it’s a vile word. You don’t need to make something sound worse than it was. Being violated in that way is horrific enough. He wasn’t in control and that thought alone must’ve been terrifying, it’d scare the crap out of me and I’m a fully grown adult. He was scared, he was terrified -- but it was a different fear, it’s not quite the taste of rape. My personal thoughts on what I think of TP’s acting (and the writing) is neither here nor there. liliaeth mentioned how it was shot, the scene, and that it was very rapey. Just because someone is half-naked and the music is suspenseful doesn’t mean rape. Think of shows you’ve watched that have rape scenes in - they’re not some big cinematic event, kinda how this was with Scott. What I personally got out of that scene was a vulnerable kid, who didn’t even have a shirt on as protection, being manipulated. Nothing about that scene, to me, was rapey in the slightest.

That’s not even said to quantify who would “hurt more”; someone raped or someone violated. I’m not saying rape trumps being violated. When I say Scott wasn’t mindraped, I’m not saying one type of violation hurts more than another, that what happened to Scott didn’t matter, I’m not erasing the brown boy’s pain; I’m saying that these pains are not quantifiable to one another because they’re different pains all together. It’s like looking for the visual similarities between an orange and a pineapple. Both fruit but both completely different. Both edible but with completely different tastes.

To accuse, or suggest, that people disagreeing with the term mindrape in this situation as being racisits, is quite frankly disgusting and comes across more as you wanting to appear Woke than you caring about Scott McCall besides the sympathy notches he can have in his bedpost. It’s incredibly ignorant to assume people who disagree with your points are racist - you don’t know these people you so casually accuse of being pieces of shit, you don’t know their life, their friends, their background, who they are as a person. They’re disagreeing with a point you make on your favourite, fictional, person and you immediately jump to calling them, a real life human, a piece of shit (or to directly quote, “a racist”) and honestly, you need to stop.

I’m open to a discussion. Nowhere above do I believe I was unfair, rude, or talking out of my ass. I’ve currently got the feeling that they’re more likely to block me than they are to engage me, or label me a troll without actually reading the points I make, just because they go against what they believe. Which is a shame. And maybe the whole ‘you can’t teach an old dog new tricks’ is a thing that applies here.

As someone in the know, I’ll tell you what that anon thinks of the idea of people claiming Stiles was mindraped (which, by the by, I have never seen that suggested anywhere, which might have something to do with the fact that Stiles being violated was horrifying enough, Stiles fans don’t need to lie about what happened to get more sympathy points) and that it’s as BS to claim that as it is to claim Scott was. I concur. So that’s two Stiles Stans who’d be against someone calling what happened to him in 3B mindrape. Genuinely not to be rude here, but why do you come across as lacking empathy and bitter that Stiles got an arc to himself that was incredibly traumatic. Are you jealous that Stiles got this arc and not Scott? Don’t take it out on Stiles or his fans, that’s ridiculous.

I’m genuinely here for a conversation. A discussion, debate, whatever you want. Sit on your reply for a couple of days, really think about what you want to say, and leave the petty insults and hand-waving ‘you’re just a hater’ to one side. I see the Server Squad (primarily made up of Esc, Nyx - though honestly, on the server she’s quite level-headed - and lileath who, unfortunately, I mentally butt heads with all the time because I simply just do not agree on how she views things, but I am trying to be level on this blog, so I’ll kerb myself -- I’ve seen PEW mentioned on DW’s blog, but honestly I’ve no fucking idea who this is on the server, I haven’t been here long enough to figure it out - is it Esc? It’s Esc isn’t it, and I’m just being dumb) running around complaining about people hating Scott. 

Now don’t get me wrong, there’s fan’s out there who just run their mouths and don’t offer anything to actually backup why they don’t like him, but there’s also people out there who’re just critical of Scott and they get painted with the same brush.

We’re all expected to see the faults and failures of our faves, but they don’t seem to afford the same to Scott, and that’s such a disservice to him (don’t you think the writer’s screwed him over enough?) but I’ll touch upon that in a different post.

So to summerise. Scott wasn’t mindraped. He was violated. That was my tl;dr and overshare. 

[anon-e-miss]

Intransigence 8... Maybe?

They drove to Jazz’s habsuite in silence. Though he could have lived on base, and in nice quarters due to his rank, Jazz preferred living in a space that was entirely his where he could come and go without question or surveillance.  He lived alone, and had since he and Blaster had concluded they were better suited as friends than lovers. There were no hard feelings there; they were still friends. Since then, however Jazz had taken lovers as it had suited him but it had never been anything serious, they had never been mechanisms he had trusted enough to take them into his private space. Since become Head of Spec Ops, Jazz had stepped back from serial monogamy in favour of focusing on building a slick and strong department. The Autobots had catching up to do.

When they arrived at his building, Smokescreen silently followed him up the stairs into the lobby and over to the lift. It had been a long fragging mega-cycle for Smokescreen. He had gotten glyph that his origin had been injured late in the dark-cycle and then had waited for news in the medbay’s waiting room for joors. Somehow they had missed the fact that Prowl’s next of kin was waiting. They had missed that he had next of kin at all. Who knows how long Smokescreen would have been waiting news, slowly losing his processor as the worst case scenarios took hold in his processor, if Jazz had not turned up, the check up on Prowl as he had promised. He had not expected to find Smokescreen sitting, waiting with anxiety so strong Jazz had tasted it. Since his rookie had been beside himself, Jazz had taken on the task of finding out what the frag was happening. It had taken some badgering to get First Aid to “interrupt” Ratchet.

He had been horrified to learn the extent of Prowl’s damage. Shorts were not automatically serious, a mechanism’s self repair systems could handle most. But Prowl’s had been beyond extensive, they had spread throughout his circuitry, effecting his motor control, effecting his sensory grid. Those shorts had started forming the very moment Barricade had jammed that shock stick into his side. Despite the disabling shorts that had been spreading through his systems, and the blaster wound to his leg, Prowl had evaded capture. Pinned by a considerably bigger mech, Prowl had used his processor and his training and had gotten free and taken that fragger out. His survival protocols were excellent. That was probably where Smokescreen had gotten his from, them had his talent for evasion.

“Have a seat, Smokey,” Jazz said as he led Smokescreen into his habsuite located on the top floor of the building. Another operative might have been concerned about the difficulty escaping if cornered in his home, on the fortieth floor. But most mechanisms, including ops, did not have his magnets. “I’ll pour us some engex.”

“Thanks. Do you really think Garboil’ll come to our habsuite?”

“There’s a good chance,” Jazz replied as he pour two digits of Old Corroder in a pair of low cubes. “Drink it slowly, it’s got some kick.”

“Thanks. I know you don’t usually have mechanisms over.”

“Smokey, even if I wasn’t worried ‘bout Garboil turnin’ up at yer place I wouldn’t’ve let ya just go home alone. Yer shook up.”

“Yeah,” Smokescreen rested the drink on his knee as he wiped tears from his optics. “Since he got transferred to the dark-cycle shift I’ve been having memory purges. I don’t know why, but I couldn’t stop thinking that something was going to happen to him.”

“‘M sorry he got hurt,” Jazz replied. “I wasn’t expectin’ this.”

“I’m so glad you gave him that dataslug. If you hadn’t gotten the alert. If you hadn’t been there...”

“Yer origin already had that fragger down without me. There mighta been some scrap wit internal affairs but he handled himself. I plugged in to the surveillance grid, ‘n had a look. Yer origin’s got some moves.”

“Yeah. The streets taught him, and circuit su refined him.”

“When ya set gutters I thought ya meant the rough side o’ town.”

“There was some o’ that too. He ran away from the group home he was assigned to and lived on the streets.”

“How’d he get into the Academy?”

“Even when he was living under the bridge, Origin went to school. He got a scholarship. It came with a housing allowance. He only got a roof over his helm again when he started his classes the next semester.”

“Yer origin’s a pretty impressive mech to ‘o earned a full ride ‘chargin’ rough.”

“He’s my hero.”

“Mine too,”Jazz replied and Smokescreen snickered. “Ain’t kiddin’ Smokey. Yer origin’s an impressive mech.”

“He is. I’m proud to be his creation.”

“I bet he’s proud o’ ya too.”

“I thought he’d be mad when I decided to enlist,” Smokescreen revealed after drinking a little more of his engex. “He tried, you know. But that glitch, they decided it made him ineligible. He was so mad. I didn’t tell him I was even thinking of it until I got accepted. I was fragging scarred to tell him because I didn’t want him to be mad, or disappointed.”

“Was he?”

“No, he pulled me into his lap like he did when I was a youngling and he told me he never wanted me to put my dreams aside because of him. That he was proud of me. I cried like a bitlet.”

“I think the recruitment officers were wrong to reject ‘m,” Jazz said. “We shouldn’t turn away talent ‘cause their systems are a bit unconventional.”

“I don’t know if he’d accept an invitation now, even if one was offered,” Smokescreen chuckled. “Origin never forgets, remember. So he holds some long aft grudges.”

“Why do ya think he didn’t report that mnemosurgeon?” Jazz ask. “That seems like something worthy o’ a grudge.”

“It’s complicated. They were seeing each other. They had worked together in the enforcers for a while. I don’t know if they were seeing each other when they were partners or if that came after. Origin never brought him home. I’ve never actually met the fragger.”

“That weird to you?”

“No. Origin told me once that he was never going to bond again. I really doubt mourning my progenitor has anything to do with it. But he would go out sometimes, after work. He dated, you know he never told me the details. I didn’t want to know the details. No creation wants to think about their origin’s interface life.”

“But ya knew ‘bout the surgery.”

“The attack,” Smokescreen corrected him. “Origin came home. I’d just gotten back from hanging with some friends at Maccadam’s. I startled him. I don’t think he expected to see me. He was stumbling. He told me he was just a little overcharged. For a nanoklik I believed him then he turned for his berthroom and I saw the energon covering his neck.” “Frag.”

“I wanted to call the enforcers but he forbade it. I wanted to take him to the medicentre but he refused. It was enough of a fight just to convince him to let me patch him up. I crawled into berth with him when he laid down. I stayed up all dark-cycle watching him. I was afraid something might happen to him in the dark-cycle.”

“When’d it happen?”

“Three vorns ago.”

“If the fragger did any lingering damage, Ratchet’ll have taken care of it. He ever tell ya what happened?”

“I don’t think Origin remembers.”

“Scary thought, given his memory banks.”

“He told me they both behaved badly,” Smokescreen explained. “That’s all he ever says but I can see him thinking, like he’s searching for a memory.”

“But it got cut out,” Jazz said.

“I wish he’d let me take him to a medicentre. I... I wonder if maybe he doesn’t want to remember, or he’s afraid to. I’m afraid what else that fragger did to him.”

“That’s heavy, Smokey.”

“Maybe you’ll be able to talk some sense into him.”

“I don’t know ‘bout that, Smokey ‘but I’ll see what I can do. A rogue mnemosurgeon isn’t someone I want scamperin’ ‘round Iacon. I don’t suppose ya know the fragger’s designation?”

“No. Origin never told me.”

“I’ll talk wit ‘m. Right now? Ya outta get some recharge. Come on. I’ll show ya the guest room.”

“You... have a guest room. But you don’t like guests.”

“Usually, it’s for Raj or Hound when I get myself scrapped. I heal better in my own space.”

“I think Origin feels the same way.”

“Ratchet’s in for a real treat, ain’t he?”

“Oh yeah. If Ratchet’s got a match for snark, it’s Origin.”

Jazz woke early enough that he was up and stalking the datanet when Smokescreen came out of the guestroom. Neither of the

m had had a ton of recharge, but Jazz was used to taking catnaps. He rarely got more that a few joors of recharge in a row, the nature of the job, he supposed. Smokescreen was eager to see his origin. The fact that Ratchet had not commed him in the dark-cycle was not enough to soothe his anxiety. Out of curiosity, Jazz kept Smokescreen company as he brewed the energon he had called Rocket Fuel. As it dripped from the press it came out a deep blue. It looked to Jazz like it would be a good sub for Syk. But Smokescreen was not done. He set it to simmer. It thickened, and it thickened. By the time Smokescreen poured it into a resealable cube, the fuel was a thick like an oil shake and an even inkier black.

“That looks toxic,” Jazz observed.

“It probably is to most mechanisms,” Smokescreen replied. “I only ever tasted it once and I’m pretty sure I didn’t stop bouncing off the balls for a quartex.”

“But it don’t do that to ‘m?”

“Nope.” Smokescreen tested the seal. “The last thing that goes offline when Origin goes into stasis is the ATS. The first thing that powers up is the ATS. It’s the same thing with recharge but the ATS doesn’t shut down during recharge it keeps on humming along. Origin wakes up with a bunch of static and junk clogging his thought processes. The moment he wakes up it wants to GO but getting going to takes some serious energy. This Rocket Fuel gives him the kick to burn off that static and slag and go. If he has to go without he’s stuck with a helmache that just gets worse throughout the cycle.”

“Just don’t show it to Ratchet. I don’t think he’ll approve.”

[thisdiscontentedwinter]

i'm on that TW server and honestly i hate every minute of it. i had zero feelings about scott when i joined, but with lil & esc's continual slamming of stiles (or anyone not scott really) and hand waving to scott's dickish moments, i've started to hate scott. that server is toxic. i've asked the mods REPEATEDLY if they could ask lil to not use the term "mindrape" because as some who has been raped, the whole situation doesn't really fucking compare, and have had no joy. i need a new tw server :(

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