#was through having information directly downloaded into his head

[catpriciousmarjara]

Personal pet peeve: When a particular character has a lot of paperwork and such associated with their job and it has been established in universe that the work is extremely hard, complicated, and tedious but then in fanfic another character in another job position takes up this character's paperwork and does it perfectly. That's not how this works. That's not how any of this works.

Paperwork is not some nebulous pile of papers so easy that anyone can just waltz in and fill it up just like that. Paperwork, especially for large organisations, requires specific training and knowledge. A particular situation might have at least ten forms associated with it depending on how it happened, when it happened, who were involved, who were affected, who filed the initial report etc. It could be form A.1, it could be form B8, it could be G3 or D-3.2e, and then it has to be filed away in a specific way under a specific designation. At times it could be completely nonsensical but still necessary and part of proper procedure....all of that requires training and experience. Someone from a totally unconnected role can't just take over this position and do an excellent job at it, unless it has been previously established that they too had prior training and guidance in this.

Example: Cale(KRS) and Basen Henituse in Trash of the Count's Family. Kim Rok Soo before trasmigration into Cale Henituse was a team leader who has experience with important official documentation and paperwork for the Company. Basen Henituse is established to have been send to territory heirship classes and doing well in them. These two people being able to take on the other's paperwork load is not at all farfetched. (Same with Cale and Alberu though the latter would still have to sign and seal his insignia separately in the end.)

So no someone who's untrained can't just take someone else's paperwork and just breeze through them unless they are like supernaturally intelligent to the point of figuratively downloading all the necessary data and information directly into their brain or something.

Let's not even talk about how the character might have a particular way and organisation of doing things and someone else taking over their workload without permission might just mess that order up and their well intended actions might end up doing more harm than good.

Look at MXTX's Shang Qinghua or Ling Wen. As I'm reading SVSSS right now let's take it as an example.

Someone who can conduct and lead an audit: Shang Qinghua, specifically trained as an auditor. Yue Qingyuan- can possibly fill in for a specific kind of audit.

Someone who cannot conduct an audit: Literally every other Peak Lord on Cang Qiong. Not trained for it. Should not be in charge of it.

Someone who can file in medical paperwork: Mu Qingfang, head of medical operations in the sect.

Someone who can't do that: his Peak Lord colleagues. At most they'll be able to file in incident reports and other such forms that guardians of patients will have to fill in at a hospital.

People involved with merchants and associated business transactions: Shang Qinghua(logistics expert-procurement logistics), and for large contracts, Yue Qingyuan(Sect Leader). Other Peak Lords depending on the goods. For example the Zui Xian Peak Lord when they are negotiating prices for the raw materials or equipment for alcohol brewing or Wei Qingwei when they are sourcing metal.

Someone who can handle annual budgeting: Shang Qinghua. Person who allocates the funds according to the final budget- Yue Qingyuan.

Persons who can't do that: His colleagues who are definitely not trained in finances and accounting.

And so on and so on.

Shang Qinghua was invited back to the sect after literal treason because nobody else could do his job. That should tell you that people without specific training can't just take over the paperwork of another person's job unless their own jobs are connected enough to be sufficiently similar that they can handle it.

So no someone like Shen Qingqiu who's a scholar and tactician primarily, can't take the entirety of Shang Qinghua's or Mu Qingfang's or Yue Qingyuan's paperwork and fill it in for them, no matter how intelligent he is. Though I'm sure Yue Qingyuan would let him sect be damned lmao.

You see things like this in many other fandoms as well. Innocuous forms that anyone can fill in are okay but complicated paperwork for auditing, budgeting, logistics, diplomacy, business transactions, internal affairs, etc? No way. That all takes time to familiarize with before even properly filing them let alone actually doing them.

This is of course a personal pet peeve as I mentioned from the beginning. People are free to write what they want, read what they want, like what they want. This is no way an accusation towards particular individuals. It's just that for me it breaks immersion pretty quickly.

[tellmeallaboutit]

knock knock (Raphael x F!Player)

Chapter 1, In Which You Install The Mod

FOREWORD: inspired by this post

SUMMARY: Careful which mods you install for BG3. Did you read the terms and conditions carefully?

TAGS: meta romance, psychological horror, smut, the character is the player, Raphael is after you, you wanted him, you invited him to our world, he accepted your invitation

RATING: explicit

AO3

***

You hesitated for a moment before downloading this “Devil Wears Nada” mod. It felt slightly inappropriate, absurd as it may sound. There was something disrespectful about making Raphael deliver his final monologue in the nude.

Well, you would have to live with offending a bunch of pixels because you do want these screenshots. You put the salt and vinegar Pringles out of the way and wiped your fingers on a napkin before committing this digital sin.

Clickity-click-click. You dragged-and-dropped the mod where you wanted it to be and launched Steam. Now to load the saved game where you made the deal with the devil and gave him the crown of Karsus… pretty much any saved game really. 

Raphael had been spared in each one of your playthroughs.

A sigh escaped you when the devil still appeared fully clothed in the game; had something gone wrong? You double-checked, only to realize that you'd forgotten to activate the mod - odd, since you clearly remembered doing so. Leaving the game, you dragged the mod back into place.

On your phone, in the Devil's Den discord chat, you informed everyone of Raphael's stubborn refusal to undress.

MAKE HIM! came the immediate reply, followed by STRIP THE OLD MAN, accompanied by raunchy gifs. Couldn't help but grin at that.

Back in the game, you loaded an earlier save file and sank into your chair to watch Raphael emerge from the flames, clothed once again. “You son of a…”, you muttered to yourself. It was getting late anyway; this would be your last attempt before calling it a day. Tomorrow is Tuesday and thus another work day. 

“It won’t be long before you come knocking at my door”, Raphael said, looking straight at you from the wide screen. This wall-breaking sequence was brilliantly executed—you had to admit it—very eerie.

Raphael let out a deep, hearty laugh, head thrown back, pearly teeth glistening in orange-red lighting. You didn’t see this animation before. They must have added it with the latest patch, so you moved in closer. 

Handsome as sin, this devil - if he asked for your soul, you’d hand it over on a silver platter.

Suddenly, he fell silent for several seconds, staring directly at you from across the digital divide. You reached for the mouse to check if there was a glitch in the cutscene when Raphael's voice sliced through the silence.

“You are quite eager to see me naked, aren’t you? Naughty little mouse,” Raphael taunted.

What the fuck?

WHAT THE FUCK!?

You recoiled in shock and slammed your laptop shut. A shriek must have escaped your lips, but you were too stunned to notice. It took a moment for your heart to settle and for you to remember what date it was today.

A quick glance over the watch on your wrist confirmed: it was the first of April. April first, two thousand and twenty-four. 

It was an April Fool's joke from the modders.

Oh, fuck. Having recovered from the initial shock, you cautiously opened your notebook, only to be greeted by the familiar "ta-ta" outro. Oh, fuck. This is some kind of really fucked-up prank. How did they get this voice line?

AI, probably. Not probably. Definitely. There was no way they could have involved Andrew Wincott.

You scanned the game screen for any other surprises, but found none. Picking up your phone, you opened Discord and began recording a long voice message - your fingers too clammy to type.

The replies came soon after.

Haha, this is so fucked up, did they really do this? Hm. I have to try it myself. RECORD IT, RECORD IT PLEASE!

You stared at the loading screen but couldn't bring yourself to replay it. Instead, you searched “Raphael naked mod April joke” and clicked on the first Reddit thread that popped up. You didn't even bother to open it; a quick glance at the preview comment – “crazy I almost had a heart attack” – was more than enough.

Enough for today.

You quickly brushed your teeth in the bathroom and changed into short pajamas before glancing at the laptop on the other side of the room, its camera eye peering at you from across the room. You closed the shutter.

“Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they aren't after you”, you read somewhere.

You tucked yourself into bed, phone in hand, blanket between your legs. Was it time for a quick stroll through selected Raphael / Tav bookmarks?

No. Well, maybe. The threesome with Haarlep, just a quick re-read to help you fall asleep quicker. You were creeped out, but not that creeped out. You’ve heard of such meta jokes before. Black & White did it, Metal Gear Solid did it, too. 

But still… they really should tag this sort of stuff.

Your nightly reading was progressing nicely; things were getting interesting - “the ridges of his devil cock stroking your sensitive walls” interesting. Your hand slid into your underwear, working your finger past your hair down to your clit. This scene was very well written, you could almost feel it, picture yourself spread open between Haarlep and Raphael. 

The smut got better and better right until your phone vibrated in your hand, and you dropped it on the blanket.

Unknown caller ID.

Don't answer it, came the panicked, irrational thought as it grabbed you in a chokehold. 

You stared at the screen - the call went on and on - and pushed it aside. Swiped to the right in one quick motion and heard an automated female voice:

"This call is from Europol. We would like to inform you that your identity card number has been misused. For further information please press 1."

You hung up immediately, recognizing this as one of those scam calls that had been making rounds recently. Your mum had received one too. 

Nothing to lose sleep over.

You put the phone down and turned your back to it, trying to calm down. Screw the fanfic, you were not in the mood anymore. Well, you were, but…

Another time. 

It took some time before you could relax, your gaze fixed on the blank wall in front of you, re-playing that cutscene all over again in your head, occasionally wandering to the large window looking out over the courtyard (what a pitch black night). 

Eventually, you did. 

As you drifted off to sleep, a voice whispered in your dream:

“You are quite eager to see me naked, aren’t you? Naughty little mouse”.

The silky soft voice was so lovely; it made you feel less alone. A small smile crossed your lips as you slept.

Yes, Raphael. Very eager indeed. 

Tomorrow. You’ll try again tomorrow.

NEXT: Chapter 2, In Which You Meet A Tall Dark Stranger

[fallenangelicss]

Catching Stray Kisses

PAIRING | Bridget | Queen of Hearts/James Hook

WORD COUNT | 1077

SUMMARY | When bored in class, Briget reverts to people-watching to pass the time. What she didn't expect was to find someone already watching her. The culprit behind it also seems to be pretty good at pulling a rise out of her.

RATING | Teen And Up Audiences

WARNING/TAG(S) | No Archive Warnings Apply

A/N | This is my first time partaking in a month-long prompt list so I'm going to do my best to keep up with it can get as many done as I can. It'll hopefully give me a reason to write more which I desperately need. Also, if you'd like to support me then you should consider downloading the Kinder World app with this link. My referral code is WV9K4X but if you need a new referral code then feel free to reach out!

EVENTS | @aug-kissed | Blow A Kiss

AO3 LINK | Read Here

Bridget sat bored in class, her head resting on one of her hands as her feet kicked back and forth under the desk. As much as she loved Merlin’s classes, they tended to drag on when they weren’t doing any sort of practical work. The singular hour that they were in the room seemed to stretch on for days and it didn’t help at all that it was the last lesson before they were free to do as they pleased. 

Ella sat next to her, carefully taking notes as Merlin taught at the front of the room, occasionally writing what seemed to be nonsense on the chalkboard. Bridget knew it would be smarter for her to just pay attention now so she wouldn’t have to beg Ella later for her notes but she couldn’t bring herself to focus on the teacher for more than a few moments at a time, all the information he was spouting going in through one ear and out the other. 

It was honestly exhausting just sitting there. Bridget was ready to go up to her dorm and take a nap until dinner time then maybe make some sort of sweet treat afterwards that she could share around. She didn’t know what she would make but she knew she was itching to stand in front of her homemade mini-kitchen and get back to what she loved doing. 

Letting her eyes dance around the classroom after they instinctively went back to the clock hanging on one of the walls, seeing how they still had another twenty minutes to go before class was over, Bridget resorted to some sightseeing, attempting to find something that could keep her occupied while she waited for the bell to ring. 

Most of the students in the room, like her, seemed to be too bored to comprehend what was happening in front of them which could only be Merlin’s fault as he should’ve known better than to give anyone a theory lesson as their last class on a Friday. 

Like most days, Bridget noticed Uliana terrorising some of her classmates with her tentacles, trying to be discreet about it. At her side sat Morgie, which Bridget wasn’t surprised to see. Laughing almost uncontrollably at whatever it was that Uliana did, Morgie was always attempting to be a good villain for her. Another thing Bridget wasn’t surprised to see was Hades and Maleficent sat next to one another, their hands interlocked while Maleficent sketched something on some scrap paper and Hades messed around with some sort of fire magic. 

What Bridget was however surprised to see was Hook sitting by himself and staring directly at her. Normally he would be the one sitting next to Uliana, if not he would drag Morgie into the seat next to him so he was never by himself. But to see him alone and staring directly at Bridget was a shock, especially when he didn’t look away once he noticed Bridget had caught onto his stare. 

Blinking a few times to make sure she wasn’t seeing things, Bridget came face to face with Hook every time she opened her eyes. Not knowing what to do, a shy smile made its way onto her face to not seem rude under Hook’s stare. 

What Hook did next though threw her for a loop.

A smile of his own crept its way onto Hook’s face, the grin being more of a smirk than anything else. His eyes slowly crept up and down Bridget's frame before sending a wink her way, making a pink hue dust her cheeks as she zapped back around and faced the front of the classroom.

“Are you okay,” Ella asked, noting how Bridget was sitting with her spine straight and a flustered expression on her face. Still taking notes as she waited for an answer, Ella’s eyes ticked up to where Bridget was attempting to glance over her shoulder without getting caught and failing to do so. “Did something happen?”

“Nope,” Bridget quickly said, hands coming together and interlocking. Although Ella wasn’t born to much status like Bridget was, she could still notice when someone’s Princess was showing and that was exactly what was happening here as Bridget gushed to herself. Something regarding a boy had just happened and Ella was going to figure out what and who it was no matter what. “Everything is perfectly fine and normal. No reason to be worried at all.”

“Saying that just makes me more suspicious,” Ella warned, noticing how Bridget tensed up a little before sighing, almost as if her resolve was breaking. With just a little more pressure, Bridget would spill everything to her but it seemed like not much effort would be needed from Ella as Bridget was already undoing herself, fidgeting in her seat as she tried not to look back and giveaway who it was. Stopping for a moment before Ella looked back herself to see who it was, she rested a hand on Bridget’s arm and said, “It’s fine Bridget, you can tell me anything. I’m certainly not one to judge you.”

“You’re right,” Bridget smiled, returning the favour and grabbing onto Ella’s wrist, running a thumb over it. “I just noticed someone staring at me and…” “And you think they’re cute?” Ella finished the sentence for her, one of her eyebrows raising at Bridget as she waited for a response. Thinning her lips together, Bridget nodded her head, the blush that was previously coating her cheeks intensifying. “Okay, who is it?”

“Well…” Bridget trailed off, her eyes flicking backwards before looking back at Ella. With a nod of her head in his direction, the two of them looked back at the same time to see Hook still staring at Bridget, the same smirk still coating his face. His eyes didn’t move from Bridget’s face, solely focused on her and not even acknowledging Ella. Raising his hand that wasn’t occupied with a hook, Hook blew a kiss towards Bridget, a chuckle pouring from his mouth when both Bridget and Ella whipped back around.

“Did he just?” Bridget started, not having to finish her sentence for Ella to understand.

“Yeah,” She nodded, just as surprised as Bridget. This was news to Ella. She would have to do a serious amount of stalking and research before she let that pirate anywhere near her friend but for now, it wouldn’t hurt. “Looks like you won’t have to look too hard for a Castlecoming date.”

[imtryingbuck]

Three simple words

~ gif not mine credit to owner ~

Pairing: Steve Rogers x fem!Reader

Summary: Steve tells you he loves you

Word count: 1,640

Warnings: fluff, tiny mention of our Stevie boy having to pleasure himself, swearing

A/N: I wrote this ages ago and wanted it gone from my drafts. It’s shit but have fun reading🙂

Masterlist

Steve knew he was in trouble when he heard your laugh for the first time, it warmed his body and melted the iron bars from around his heart. He followed the sound like a lost puppy, and when he looked through the windows he saw you.

Your eyes shined so brightly he was convinced they could light up a dark room. The huge smile on your face made your cheeks puff out, your hair was all over the place slightly looking like you had been electrocuted.

But to him, you were the most beautiful woman he has ever laid eyes on.

“-ah here’s Steve” Bucky’s voice pulled him out of his trance.

“Huh?” There was that laugh again making him all fuzzy inside.

“Come in then punk, everyone you obviously know who this is and Steve this is everyone”

“Great introductions Buck”

“I know” His best friend smiled before turning back to the class “I want Y/n and Donny to spar next, thanks” Bucky winked at Steve then whispered “I saw you watching her, you creep. You’re going to love her Stevie”

Before Steve can even try and defend himself he sees you getting into the ring with a huge guy, who was clearly ten times bigger than you, he’s heart stopped.

Watching you move around the ring dodging hits from your opponent, getting a few good shots in yourself he had to admit you was doing good considering how big this Donny guy was.

He felt a tinge of jealousy when you looked at Bucky and winked. He didn’t see it coming nor did he suspect it but when you walking straight up to Donny grabbing his fist as he tries to punch you, you flipped him like he weighed nothing. Steve’s eyes nearly bugged out of his eye sockets, his trousers started to strain.

He’s never been more grateful holding a stack of paperwork as he was right now, in his life.

As soon as the class was dismissed he rushed out of the room to go to his, pleasuring himself to the image of you that had ingrained its self into his brain.

“I’ve talked to Fury about bringing L/n on our next mission, he said I have to talk to you. So here goes, Steve I want to bring Agent L/n on our next mission. She’s great, amazing really. Top of her class and she’s a fast learn-“

“Buck slow down jerk, if she has your approval then you’ve got mine. But I wa-was thinking what about Y/n? She was great in the ring against that Donny kid”

Bucky tried his absolute hardest not to laugh or smirk at his friend “Yeah I mean she’s great and all but not like L/n”

“No that’s fine, bring Agent L/n on board but you stick with her the whole time okay” Steve tried not to let his disappointment known, he would of liked to of seen Y/n again - even talk to her would be amazing for him.

“Cheers pal you won’t regret this”

As the door closes behind Bucky, Steve slumped into his chair and sulked.

Their next mission came a week later and it was pretty simple; get in, arrest the bad guys, download information, get out. Easy.

Steve and the team was already on the quinjet and was just waiting for Bucky and L/n to arrive, him and Nat were talking about a film they all watched the night before, when he heard two sets of footsteps coming closer.

“Sorry we’re late, I had to sign off some more paperwork for this one, everyone this is L/n and L/n this is everyone” Bucky says.

“Terminator you really need to work on your introductions, I’m Sam it’s a pleasure to meet you”

“Hi Sam I’m-“

“That’s Nat, Tony, Wanda and Steve” Bucky cuts you off.

“I’m Y/n, it’s so great to meet all of you” That. That has Steve lifting his head, his brain short circuiting for a moment before his eyes went directly to Bucky who stood there with a smirk on his face.

“Aren’t you going to say ‘ooh it’s an absolute honour to be working you The Avengers, it’s a dream come true’?” Tony asked in a mocking tone which caused Steve to snap his eyes away from Bucky to the Billionaire.

“No” Your laugh caused him to smile lightly “That would be a lie well the second part anyway, my dream was to always be a fairy princess but-“ waving your arms out “that appears not to of come true.” Everyone laughed as Tony smirked and clicked his fingers.

“I like her, welcome aboard the crazy express”

“Thank you, Mr Stark”

“Tony, call me Tony sweetheart”

Steve didn’t know which one to kill first Bucky or Tony. Both as bad as each other really.

With the introductions out of the way and the mission briefing just finished, Steve pulled Bucky to the back of the quinjet.

“You didn’t tell me that L/n was actually Y/n!”

“Yeah, L/n is Y/n’s last name Stevie”

“Don’t try and be funny Buck! She sticks with me throughout the mission”

“But you said for her to stick with me…”

“I know what I said but I’ve changed my mind”

“Why?”

“Be-because…I’m Captain America” Smiling and raising his eyebrows at his friend.

“That’s true - oh just before I leave, you know tonight when we get home? Make sure you get FRIDAY to soundproof your room so I don’t have to hear you moaning out Y/n’s name again like the other week”. It was now Bucky’s turn to smile as Steve’s face went bright red.

“H-how?”

“Remember Captain America I’m just like you” Tapping his ears before walking off.

Steve bows his head and mumbles “Shit”.

Days after the mission Steve was walking down the corridor with you occupying his thoughts when he bumps into a person-

“I’m so sorry” The voice he’s committed to memory says.

“It’s okay, are you alright?”

“I’m fine, I wasn’t looking where I was going-I’m really sorry”

“It’s fine honestly. I’m glad I bumped into you actually, I’ve spoken with Fury about making you a part of the team, and he’s agreed”

“Wait thee team?”

“You’ll be a member of the Avengers”

“Oh my God thank you!” You jump into his arms throwing your arms around his neck hugging him.

He holds you tightly, breathing in the scent of your soft hair. Loving the feel of your weight in his arms and before he knew it you was pulling away and jumping down.

“I’m so sorry! I-that was so inappropriate and unprofessional, I’m so sorry Mr Rog-“

“It’s fine! I promise it’s okay, and it’s Steve I told you this”

“Still I’m sorry”

He hates the look in your eyes, he knew that he would happily hold you in his arms for a lifetime if given the chance.

It’s been a few months now since you joined the team, everyone welcomed you with open arms. Nat and Wanda loved that there was now another woman on the team. They both became your best friends instantly.

You became close to everyone especially Steve, if you two weren’t next to each other you’d be texting. And since he was always up before you he would always make you breakfast in bed after he came back from his run. Every Friday you would make him his favourite meal that is mom use to make, it took you about five tries before you perfected it not that Steve ever complained.

You developed feelings for the super solider early on, you didn’t mean to per say, it was his own fault for being perfect, and beautiful, kind, understanding even when he had no idea what you was talking about, did you say beautiful? Oh and he had an incredible arse. So really it wasn’t your fault, but his.

It was Saturday night, you and the girls were watching rom-coms in the common room when you heard Steve and Bucky talking.

“It’s just three simple words Stevie, tell her”

“It’s not that easy jerk, what if I scare her away and she never wants to talk to me again”

“You’ll never know unless you try, just tell her you like her, easy”.

Your heart sank into your stomach.

You knew you weren’t going to be that lucky woman who he confesses he likes but a girl can dream.

Despite the pain you’ll go through seeing him with another girl, you’ll be happy for him.

When he walked past the common room he saw you, Nat and Wanda watching a movie. Wanda was throwing popcorn at you as you tried to catch them in your mouth.

Bucky nudged him, mouthing ‘do it’. He didn’t even think about what he was going to say to you other than the truth.

“Go away, this is girls night” Wanda says as she sees the pair coming into the room.

“It took us half an hour to get rid of Sam so please just leave or we’ll result to violence” Nat speaks.

“I just need to say something to Y/n then we’ll be out of your hair ladies” Steve says as his eyes are trained on you.

“Sure what’s up?”

“I love you”

The silence was deafening.

“What?”

“I love you. Pretty much from when I heard you laughing when you were training with Bucky’s class”

“Is this a prank?”

“No. Why would you thin-“

“I love you too”

Steve stood there with a shy smile on his face “Re-really?”

“Yes Steve I love you too”

“Good, good. Okay bye”. All four of them sit there and watched as Steve walked out of the room and down the corridor.

“Did he just…”

“Yep”

Bucky laughs, says his goodbyes to the women and follows his best friend.

~ banner credit goes to @sweetpeapod ~

Tags: @imcinnamoons | @pigeonmama | @capsbestgirl77

[ohblushblushblush]

So, lets talk about some body modifications Soundwave had in aligned universe and dive into a theory I have on the topic.

You know, through the aligned continuity we saw many interesting frame changes. In fact, no one escaped even the slightest tranformation (this pun sounded funnier in my head). Anyway, today we are talking about Soundwave's modifications and why I think nothing is that simple in that departament.

TLDR: Soundwave changed his body to conceal his senator identity. And he did it with the help from Shockwave.

QUICK NOTE: I AM SORRY FOR MY ENGLISH AND TYPOS🌸

Well, first of all let establish about what difference we are going to talk about.

This one!

So, this is not a subtle change, Soundwave looks entierly reworked to the point of being unrecognizible. And while it might be just a style issue, since both of those photos were taken from the different books of the same universe (the first one is a Covernant of Primus and the second one is Transformers Prime Artbook), I want to dive in a bit deeper on why such change is actually plot motivated.

As we know, Soundwave was a council member or a senator on Cybertron and worked there for a really long time. And since he was a politician, his face and other features were undeniebly recongnizible. So it makes scenes to change his appearence ones he left the council. Especially considering that he was going to work in Kaon, city whose citizens were radically against the government because of the suffering that it caused them to live through. It would be just not safe for Soundwave to just randomly show up there and work.

Logical question number one is: "Why he didn't change his name?". The answer is: names have a special meaning to cybertronians, since it is something, other then their original frame, that is given to one person from birth. Every Cybertronian till a certain historical age had a name given to them by the AllSpark, so, of course, changing it is a big step for every one of them. Besides, based on this answer by one of the creator of RID15:

Some Cybertronians have the same names. And considering that typically members of the lowest casts were picking names for themselves, no one would suspect a thing. I mean, of course, it is weird to have a name of one of your enemies, but you can still come up with a good reason for it (like, I names myself Soundwave to humiliate a senator's precious name ahahahah).

And at this point you will tell me: "Blush, wasn't Soundwave in his original form in the games?"

Games are ignored in this post, simply because they are the most contradictory piece of media in aligned. So let's pretend we haven't seen them.

The last thing is How he have changed so much?

And this one is purely theoretical, so there will not be much facts happening. But I think that Soundwave got the aid to achive a new form by Shockwave.

We know that frame-changing technology was made by decepticon scientists, and Shockwave is one of those geniuses that got this thing developed. So if now decepticons can take any alt-form they like, what stops them from being remade entierly. Soundwave knew Shockwave long before he came into the pits of Kaon, so what stops them from cooperating at some point?

Here is some "evidence" I have to back this up.

First of all, they have similarities to their designs.

Lets start from the top: pointy antennas on the helmet, no visible face, purple highly visible biolights places all over the frame (granted, Soundwave had them before, but they look more like Shockwave's later on) etc.

Second of all: cables used for cartical-psychic patch look pretty similar to Soundwave's cables, at least the ones on the Nemesis.

There is no mention of Sounds having cables before leaving the council, so we can assume they were given to him later. As we know, it is highly uncommon for cybertronians to download information directly to their brains, because it can literally kill them. Maybe Soundwave wasn't aware of his abilities (ability to download and do anything with the data in his processor without getting harmed) before Shokwave has started his renovations, so he proposed to add cables as a useful part of his frame.

For the final part, WHAT IS SHOCKAWAVE'S MOTIVATION. And it is super simple: curiosity. Shockwave is all for experiments that are going to bring him new knowledge and Soundwave became one of them. Knowledge in exchange for possiblity to have a completely new body - is a fair trade at the desperate times, so there is nothing impossible to it. Besides, even Alpha Trion tells us that the only passion Shokwave has is knowladge, so he is willing to do anything for it.

THANKS FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK. If you have any questions, please, feel free to ask them right away. Corrections or additions are welcome <3

ALSO, I am looking for beta, if you don't mind cheking my posts/fics for typos and other things, please, dm me 🌸

[that-there-is-a-wierd0]

Hey heads-up, if you ever check Billy’s Basics twitter I am sorry to inform that the developer (Billterdev, aka Le Billy) got in some hot water (not petty drama, it was actual bad stuff that he never apologised for). I can share more info if you’re interested. But just saying this in case you suddenly get hit by a bunch of distateful comments for liking BBEG.

I am aware.

Naturally I do not support Billterdev’s actions. It is not at all difficult to keep appropriate relationships with people you do not know well, nor is it difficult to ask for someone’s age. I will no longer directly support the creator through game downloads or YouTube views. I understand if people do not wish to create or engage with BBEG content anymore. My philosophy, however, is to separate art from the artist. You are fully allowed to enjoy media from a creator/creators whom are not exactly good people. With that in mind, I still love Billy as a character. I have become extremely attached to him for the last 2-3 years, and I cannot really ‘let go’ or stop engaging the media without some actual emotional damage. He is incredibly important to me, and it’s not easy to receive the news that his developer is unsavory at best. Of course, I will continue to tag my works so that others who are uncomfortable can filter out that content. I hope the affected parties are able to recover from their trauma. I heavily appreciate you looking out for me :)

[sugarzandsweetz]

Feral Sister (Avatar x Predator)

What if Jake had a younger sister who disappeared before the death of Tommy and he went to Pandora?

Many years later, when Jake and his family are getting used to living with the Metakayina, a Hunter from another planet arrives.

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“Warning: Intruder detected!”

“Warning: Mainframe hacked!”

“Warning: Mainframe unstable!”

The RDA came alive when alarms start blaring across the building. Soldiers have been dispatched to search for the intruder. Analysts are searching through the computers, searching for any signs of the digital footprint of the intruder.

“What the hell is going on?!” demanded General Ardmore. The woman storms into the room with a look that can kill.

“I don’t know! Someone has hacked into the mainframe! Somehow they managed to get into the system in under thirty seconds and is going through our personnel!” spoke an analyst as they’re struggling to find the hacker.

“Is it coming from inside the building?” questioned Quaritch as he enters the room after Ardmore. Other Recoms follow him.

“We don’t know! I can’t find an IP address of the hacker anywhere!”

“WELL FIND IT!” roared General Ardmore.

“Wait! I can see what they’re looking for! They’re looking at our Most Wanted personnel.” said another analyst. Then they pull up the image on the holographic screen. There, the whole room sees a flutter of wanted pictures flying across the air.

From Doctor Max Patel to Norm Spellman.

All the way to Jake Sully.

That’s where the images halted and aim directly at Jake Sully’s information.

“They’re looking for Jake Sully?” asked Quaritch, perplexed.

“I think I found where they’re located! It’s definitely inside the building!” said the same analyst.

“Pull them up on surveillance!” ordered Ardmore. “Try and lock them out of the system! I don’t want them to download any more information!”

The video feed of one of the surveillance cameras comes online for everyone to see. The image of one of the computer rooms is revealed.

“What the hell?” Ardmore said.

The floor of the computer room is covered in blood as two bodies bleed out. The most gruesome part is that the bodies have been split in two. Almost as if they were cut with a sword.

No one can fathom what they are seeing.

“What is that?” asked Wainfleet, noticing some kind of warp in the video feed. “Is something wrong with the camera?” he asked.

“No. There’s nothing wrong with the camera.” said one of the analysts.

That’s when the warp begins to move. Everyone quiets down as they watch something move across the screen.

Suddenly, the warp shifts and crackles as a person comes into view.

While small in stature, the hacker is covered head to toe in armor. A large grey mask with black eyes covers their face, breastplate armor with shoulder plating, steel arm guards, and a leather skirt. Underneath the armor is some kind of fish netting that covers the Caucasian skin. Long brown hair drapes over the person’s shoulders in thick braids.

“What the fuck?” Quaritch said as he takes in the sight.

The hacker—a woman—is leaving the room when someone storms in. A large male soldier aims their gun at the hacker. The man shouts something but can’t be heard over the blaring sirens.

Without hesitation, the armored woman shoots forward. There is a flash of silver as the arm guard on the woman’s left arm extends itself—revealing to be a double bladed gauntlet. She plunges her weapon into the soldier’s chest and proceeds to tear open the chest cavity.

Someone screams and another faints.

Quaritch is staring in stunned silence as he watches this horror show.

It gets even worse as the woman grabs the man by his throat and slices the man’s head off. She holds it up to her eye and appears to admire the head. Then she disappears from view.

No one is able to say anything as they process with what they’ve seen.

“What. The. Fuck.” said Quaritch again.

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“Tuk! Tuk! Don’t wander too far!” called out Kiri, racing after her younger sister.

“I’m fine!” Tuk’tirey yelled over her shoulder, giggling as she runs.

The two sisters went off into the island to collect fruit for the family. The fruit found where the Metakayina lives are different from those found in the forest. It’s as juicy but has an aftertaste of salt from the ocean water.

Tuk has developed a craving for a fruit called ‘star-fruit’ and would constantly go to get some. Each time, one of her family members would go with her.

“I swear, you’ll get a tummy ache if you eat too many!” Kiri warned as she hurries.

“I don’t eat that many!” Tuk denied.

“You eat too much and won’t eat dinner!” Kiri said.

Tuk doesn’t offer a rebuttal as she continues on.

The two sisters reach the wild patch of Star fruit. Tuk squeals as she grabs a handful of them and pops them into her mouth.

“No! Don’t eat them! We’re here to collect!” Kiri said.

“Awww!” Tuk whined.

Kiri laughs at her younger sister as she gets down on her knees and begins to pluck the fruit from their stems. The older sister would put them in a basket to carry back.

As the sisters worked to fill up their baskets, there’s a loud rustle that comes from the tropical trees above them.

Kiri pauses and looks up at the trees. Her eyes scan the branches, looking for any signs of a person.

There doesn’t appear to be anyone, but Kiri notices an odd shimmer in one of the trees. It’s like the air is moving like water but stays in one place.

Kiri blinks a few times, trying to make sense of what she is seeing.

“Tuk, I think we’ve collected enough.” Kiri said, becoming uneasy.

“What? But we just got here!” Tuk said, confused.

“Let’s go.” Kiri ordered.

Kiri takes her sister’s arm and begins to drag the younger Nav’i away. Something at the back of her mind is telling her to run. And she knows not to ignore these feelings.

“What’s wrong, Kiri?” Tuk asked, noticing her sister’s look.

“It’s nothing.” Kiri said, but has them pick up the pace.

As they are hurrying back to the village, Kiri sees the shimmer again. It’s following them by moving from tree to tree. She is able to make out a silhouette out of the shimmer. It’s almost like a person.

Kiri drops her bag and scoops up Tuk.

“Kiri?!” Tuk cried, becoming frightened.

Kiri doesn’t respond as she runs all the way back.

When they reach the village, Kiri is screaming for her father and mother. “Momma! Father!” Kiri screamed as she runs across the sand.

Many of the Metakayina become aware of her frantic calls. It doesn’t take long for Jake Sully and his mate Neytiri to arrive. Both are armed, prepared for a potential attack. Following after them is the Metakayina leaders, Tonowari and Ronal.

“Kiri! Tuk! What is it?” Neytiri asked, worried.

“Something’s here! Something’s following us!” Kiri said, frantic.

“Following you!? Where?!” asked Jake as he scans the area where his daughters came from.

“Is it one of the sky demons?” asked Tonowari.

“I don’t know what it is! I couldn’t see it but I know it was there!” Kiri said.

“What do you mean you couldn’t—“

Neytiri stops herself as she catches sight of something. Everyone follows her eyes and notices the same shimmering figure standing there.

The Navi are transfixed as well as wary at the sight of the shimmering being. Many arm themselves with spears, prepared for an attack.

Jake has his rifle aimed at the thing, his ears flicking from side to side. He is the one to approach, slowly stepping closer to the shimmering figure.

Suddenly, the shimmering dissipates and a solid figure seems to manifest itself.

Small in stature—roughly the size of a human. Fish netting covers their body as steel armor encompasses them. Shoulder guards, arm guards, chest plating, and thigh guards. A loincloth with a leather belt bedazzled with bones and other trophies. Caucasian skin that is riddled with scars. Long brown hair dressed in braids run down their head.

A large steel mask covers their face, black eyes staring back at Jake.

The person is armed with a spear that is longer than their body. Along with some shoulder gauntlet that is aimed directly at Jake.

Momentarily surprised, Jake stared at the person—a woman as he can see.

“Who are you?” Jake asked, in English.

It seems that Jake speaking startles the woman as she takes a step back. Then she holds up her right arm, the one with a thick gauntlet covering her entire arm. She taps on the device for a few seconds, and then a holographic image appears above her head.

Jake tenses up when he sees his face on the holographic image.

“Are you here for me?” Jake demanded, switching the safety off of his gun.

A chuckle comes from the woman, muffled by the mask. “You can say that.” she spoke before removing the mask.

A young human face reveals itself from underneath the mask. Scars are littered all over her face, but there is one scar on her forehead that stands out over the rest. It’s tribal in nature, marking her. Dark brown eyes look directly at Jake, a look of recognition on her face.

Jake drops his gun as he stumbles back, staring at the woman in shock.

“Ma Jake! What is it!?” Neytiri asked, worried for her mate.

“I-it can’t be.” Jake stuttered, unable to tear his eyes away from the woman.

“It’s been a long time, Jake. I almost didn’t recognize you.” spoke the woman, revealing that she is able to breathe the toxic air of Pandora.

“Katherine?” Jake asked, tears peaking at the corners of his eyes.

“Hey big brother.” spoke the woman with a smile, revealing razor sharp teeth.

[modernwizard]

Why I love the Spymaster #91: He's really into brains!

Find my full series under the HELP I WUVS HIM tag.

#91: He's really into brains!

Warning: Discussion of suicide below!

Case in point: #12: His brainfingers! From at least Spyfall II onward, the Spymaster incessantly touches/points at/gestures toward his head when discussing his thoughts/his intellect/himself. I have a bunch of illustrated examples at the link.

Here's another nice example of brainfingers [omitted from the aforementioned list] from The Timeless Children in which the Spymaster is trying to explain how having the Cyberium inside him feels:

Even when he's not directly mentioning brains/intellect/consciousness/information, you can still see that he has them on the brain [see what I did there?], as shown in his gestures. This moment in The Timeless Children, where he says to Thirteen, "All I am is somehow because of you...I cannot bear that," shows him clutching at his forehead, almost like he's trying to tear something out. His body language suggests that he feels like his identity and the Doctor's are both mixed up in his head, and he wants to remove her and disentangle himself.

In The Power of the Doctor, the Spymaster's fixation on heads and brains and such shows up as well. In #79: The Scream!,I point out that he inserts himself into a painting of a figure holding their head--an extremely desperate variation on brainfingers.

Later in The Power of the Doctor, he exults to Yaz and Thirteen that he doesn't really care about Thirteen's attempt to undo his plans because, with the Cyberium in his head, he "can see it all, right through to our ends." [H/T @themastergifs for these gifs.]

The Spymaster uses the phrase "I'm in your head" to indicate how much more he knows about the future than Thirteen and Yaz. He also emphasizes it, once to Yaz, once to Thirteen, in yet another example of his repetitions [#31].

The Spymaster repeats things in part because he thinks through speaking or acting things out [#11: You can see his mind at work!]. He also does this because he thinks the things that he repeats are important. And what's important here is that he's in the Doctor's head.

And isn't that kind of what the Spymaster wants all along? Though infuriated and repulsed by a little piece of the Doctor being in him, the Spymaster also wants to be like the Doctor: as smart, as popular, as beloved, as successful, as famous, as special. He prizes his autonomy, as symbolized by his own brains/mind/head, because he does not want to be dependent on the Doctor. Nevertheless, he's constantly compromising his brains/self/autonomy by ingesting the Matrix and the Cyberium, adding foreign elements to his consciousness in an attempt to understand the Doctor. Furthermore, for all his insistence on his difference from the Doctor, the pinnacle of his scheme in The Power of the Doctor is a forced regeneration of Thirteen into him: in other words, a fusion of him and her, his forced takeover of her. He wants to be in her head so badly that he tries to become her.

With all his self-hatred, the Spymaster has the desire to be different, to quit being so unhappy, but he doesn't know how to change. He tries downloading the Matrix and ingesting the Cyberium in the hope that knowing more information will somehow make him better at scheming and thus more successful and happier. This does not occur. He tries committing suicide by Death Particle [#83: Portrayal of major depression!] to make...well, everything...stop. He even tries taking over Thirteen via forced regeneration [#55: He's a mess as the Doctor!] so that he can remake himself. None of this, of course, works.

The Spymaster seems to miss a key component of changing one's life. Adding more knowledge to his brain just makes him the same person, albeit with more knowledge. Committing suicide would just make him...well...dead. And usurping the Doctor's regeneration just leaves the Spymaster as the same person who happens to occupy Thirteen's place. He doesn't really change because he doesn't recognize that he has to actively work on examining, managing, and altering his thoughts, feelings, and behaviors. Changing one's life involves work, and the Spymaster wants to skip ahead to the results without having put in the requisite labor.

The Spymaster's self-hatred and desire to change thus give him the potential to become calmer, less destructive and short-tempered, happier, more confident, kinder, and better able to manage symptoms of mental illness. [I am not calling this a "redemption arc" because I hate the very Christian assumptions built into the concept.] In fact, the Master could become a happier, kinder person within the context of the show, and it wouldn't even have to involve fanfic. It would, however, involve trashing the concept of the Master as an inherently bad, and therefore mad and sad, character, and that won't happen.

@natalunasans @whovianuncle @sclfmastery @timeladyjamie @rowanthestrange

[flutterfae-rp]

For @threadsandwings

Rook had offered his help to Zazie in case their siblings had been harmed, but with how leery that the Swarm had been about the idea of him meeting the other people that they had collected as family, He had been somewhat surprised to see Zazie take him up on it. The young woman that had been left in his care was... unusual to say the least. Her body had been heavily modified and showed far too many signs of old wounds for him to NOT feel concerned. Especially considering how young she obviously was. This was a child that Zazie had brought to him. How old was she? Rayen's age? Younger? Far too young for whatever it was that had happened to put her body into that state!

Despite the abuse her body had been put through, the young woman was physically quite healthy. Rook told Zazie as much when they came to check on her. It was her modifications themselves that were the issue. Before coming to this planet, Rook had encountered problems like this quite often among individuals with cybernetics hooked directly into their brains... especially among those with eCHO eye enhancements who were careless enough to ignore the proper protocol when using their cybernetics to hack. (Or who downloaded suspicious links or data into heads without thought for the consequences.) Essentially, there was too much extra data running through the young woman's head, overwhelming her and making it extremely difficult for her brain to sort out what belonged and what did not. It was something that was simple to sort out if you had the right tools... ...Or if the 'right tool' didn't have something of an attitude problem. Rook disliked bringing out 41-D, but using an AI to sort out the extra data to something that a human brain could fully process was, unfortunately, the best and safest course of actions. Hopefully the fail-safe programs that his granddaughter had put into place would be as effective as she seemed to believe they would be. ... The little medical robot eyed him in a manner that could be read as wary, despite the un-changing nature of its facial features. It had been a long time since Rook had fully activated the bot rather then just using its digistruct capabilities to produce simple medications. Their last encounter had been... tumultuous at best, and 41-D remembered that. "I know that Rayen has been working with you." He spoke quietly to the bot. "She has nothing but good things to say about your progress, so I'm going to trust her, and trust you too... are you ready to come back to work with me, Aid?" :: Of course, Doctor. :: The synthetic voice was calm and pleasant. Meant to be relaxing for anxious patients. It stood at clear odds with everything Rook knew of the little Bot's personality. :: I exist to help, after all. :: Rook let out a deep sigh. "I don't want to hear from this young woman or any other patients that you were referring to her or any other organic beings as 'inferior sacks of meat', or any other insults that might be cooking in your head... and you'll be following MY methods for dealing with patients. Not anyone else's. Do you understand?" :: Yes Doctor. :: The response was... less enthusiastic, but Rook would accept it. For now. "Patient is in a comatose state caused by a mental overload from the use of cybernetics. I need you to to connect to them to help sort the data into something that a human brain can safely process." :: My scans show that the technology imbedded into this human's body is not fully compatible with my own. What you are asking is possible to achieve safely, but it will take far longer then normal. Would you still like me to proceed? :: "Yes, but keep me informed on any irregularities." :: Understood. ::

[edenjohansson]

Chapter 8

fifty shades of Red

warnings: blood, murders

Bella's pov :

It's my IA who's in control of their tower right now. She started to scan every member of the room. I have access to their brain and mind but my IA has access to all their life. Including their past. She gives me a large vision of everyone's life. Interesting. Some of them have been cryogenize for a long time. With my little light board in my hand I can do whatever I want. Starting by deactivating communication and reinforcing security. I heard at the same time my alarm. I already detected 3 vampires around the building but I didn't expect them to be so fast to enter.

"You have a shitty security Tony" I said to him.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"I just download every information you have about the murders and erased everything you know about vampires. I don't want these assholes around my home"

"There are vampires here?" Steve asks worriedly.

"Only 3. But as you said earlier, they're not a threat for you"

"You don't care at all if we killed your people?" Vision asks me.

"These vampires are from Europe, they're not my people. And as much as I find you powerful, I'm sorry to say it but you have no chance"

I started to turn off my connection and walked away. They're going to be here in 5min if they pass my security but I can be home before. I reach out my hand to Natasha. She stood up and tried to punch me. I dodged it easily and moved away. I placed myself behind her and grabbed her hands.

"Let me go Bella!" she yelled at me.

"Shhh don't scream, you're going to bring them back here faster"

She tried to move but I have way more strength than her.

"I'm the only one here who can offer you protection and you deny it. It's stupid" I tried to explain to her.

"It's not how things work. You can't just protect me. Protect everyone"

I heard a glass break at the same time. I lean on Natasha's body to protect her from the attack. My powers are back inside of me. The Avengers moved back and started to defend themself. I took Natasha on my shoulder and started running.

"Bella! Let me go! I have to fight with them!"

I sighed and let her fall on the floor.

"You can't win. These vampires are powerful. You have no chance"

"Then fight with me. Fight with us"

I looked at her. I want to but it will be war after. And I can't do this again.

"There will be war after Nat. Why would I do this without knowing who I'm fighting with?"

"You are fighting with me. That's all that matters"

As she said that I saw one of the vampires tried to attack us. I moved quickly and got his head off. He was so concentrated on Nat that he didn't see me coming. I moved fast and arrived in the middle of a fight between another vampire and Wanda. She was using her power quite well.

"Cut his head off Wanda!" I scream to her.

She looked at me and separated the head from the body of the vampire. Just one more. He was running directly through me. I leaned on the ground and as he jumped on me I was crossing his chest with my hand and cut his heart out.

"We were doing great without you" Tony said to me.

"Yeah you're welcome Tony"

I get on my knees in front of one vampire. A skull on his neck. The Mark of Senka. The Queen of Europe. The one who killed my daughter 500 years ago. I suddenly feel hungry. Killing other vampires was already an act of war so no matter if I drink their blood right? I felt my teeth growing and my eyes turning red. I heard the heartbeats of everyone go faster when I rapidly bite him. His blood was bad, almost like if the vampire was sick but I drained him until there was nothing left.

I stood up, blood on my chin, I had to move before Senka came here. I was upset right now. If someone says something I'll kill him too.

"WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL WAS THAT?!???" They all scream at the same time.

"Rule number one with vampires. NEVER SCREAM"

"How do we explain this to S.H.I.E.L.D?" Steve asks Tony.

I walked out, ready to leave when Thor called me back.

"You are thinking of leaving right now?"

I turned and looked at him directly. I already know how I looked with blood, my teeth and my eyes but I don't give a fuck. I smiled at him.

"You were the first to touch bodies killed by vampires. That's your responsibility not mine. I killed them because I don't want to explain the cause of your death but now you have to deal with it. Oh and. If a black hair bitch comes here with a white crown. Don't worry. Your death will be quick"

I greeted them and walked towards the window, which was already broken. A long jump and I'm out. The other started talking again. I looked at Natasha. I reach out my hand a second time to her. I saw her hesitate.

"Nat" I start "You have to know one thing about vampires. We can't lie about one only thing" I looked directly in her eyes "Love".

I walked to her slowly. She stepped back. My heart hurts to see her afraid. I want her protection, that's all.

"All the things I said to you were real. I can protect you against the war coming"

"Perfect then. We just follow you and go to your home and we're safe?" Tony argued with me.

I sighed, still looking at Natasha. If I have to protect them all to have her, I will. I heard the thoughts of Nat fighting for a response. I smiled as I heard a good one. She walked and hugged me tightly. I wrapped my arms around her too. I felt her heartbeats against me.

"Good luck with us Bella" She said to me sarcastically.

"Oh don't worry. I can easily shoot someone down if I'm angry" I said as I smiled at them.

[artdecosupernova-writing]

Fictober '19 Prompt No. 15 — "That's what I'm talking about!"

Category: Original WIP: WASTE Rating: T Timeline: after Guetry's supposedly failed mission, after he's implanted with Scotty, and before the main events of the book CW: minor blood mention Word Count: 733 Additional Notes: there's an oh moment in here I promise

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PART II ➳ PART I

"What legally questionable task are you having me perform this time?"

Guetry swiftly disappeared into the unattended office and with a flourish, swiped the door locked behind him. "You think I'd let you take the fall for this one, Scotty?" He spared a vague glance around the room before settling on the terminal at the desk sat in the center. "No, no, this is a 'me' problem as of right now."

He strode over to the desk and to his pleasant surprise, the terminal reacted to his movements, though his pleasure was short-lived as it immediately switched over to a security program asking for identification.

Guetry sighed. "Well, five seconds in and I'm already fucked. Not in a way I can fondly look back on during later dry spells, either."

"I may be able to bypass this," Scotty said directly into his head. "You will have to give me permission to act."

"Right, do it. Just know this is gonna benefit everyone in the long run. I want you to know I'd never use you to harm anyone."

"…Noted," Scotty said curiously.

"Any cameras we need to worry about?" Guetry asked as the terminal logged itself into the system in tandem with a gentle pulse of violet haze at the edges of his vision. "Think you can work that out too?"

"There are none in this particular office, though there is one in that hallway. You will need to connect me via your port in order to access the building-wide security, and that course of action will have its risks."

Guetry took a steadying breath as he watched Scotty working through a wireless connection to bypass every failsafe this terminal had put in place. "Yeah, I kinda mentally prepped myself for that before I even left DeCosta's office."

"Is temporary anonymity worth the pain of activating your port and the consequences of going through with your plan?"

Guetry already had a hand near his right temple, pressing a finger into the triangular disc embedded in his skull. "Yep. I'll get over it." The port shoved itself through his skin, a small spurt of blood landing on the floor with a splat. "Shit," he grunted, a headache already rippling through his brain. "Remind me to clean that up before I leave…"

He swiped an appropriate cord from the back of the terminal and carefully aligned it with the port, wincing as he connected his head to the tech.

"I have reached the camera."

"Excellent," Guetry muttered. "You know what to do."

"Would you like me to access the Ursthsis as well?"

Eyes widening, Guetry ignored the throbbing in the entire right side of his face. "Wait…wait. That's the single most important allegiant battleship out there. Are you—do you know where it is?"

"It is unlikely I will determine its location without alerting all of the individuals on board, however, I should be able to get into its information database fairly undetected."

"Oh, do it, baby," Guetry grinned. He leaned over the terminal's keyboard and summoned a capture program with a few taps. "This is what we're here for."

He watched with growing mirth as thousands of lines of code began to filter into the window, scrolling up at impressive speeds, chunks of translated bits backed in highlighter yellow. The more text that flew by, the more difficult it became to contain his excitement.

"Scotty," he breathed. "That's what I'm talking about!"

"Never underestimate my processing power, Guetry."

"Wow, okay. Am I aroused by that? Probably. It's fine, no need to figure that out later."

Mere minutes later, the last of the code emptied into the capture program, and Guetry began the manual process of downloading the data into Scotty's memory banks.

"We ready to go?" he asked, poised to disconnect his port.

"Yes," Scotty said. "Clean your blood from the floor before you leave."

Guetry paused with his fingers around the plug against his head. He looked at the minor splatter of crimson on the shiny white floor and his heart began to pound hard within his chest. "Uh…right…yeah, I'm on it."

He disconnected and took a napkin from the trash can beside the desk to mop up the mishap, wiping down the cord to be extra safe.

"Here we go," he murmured, swiping the door unlocked before leaping to make a dramatic exit into the vent in the top corner of the room.

[sunaleisocial]

Augmented Reality Speeds Spacecraft Construction at NASA Goddard - NASA

New Post has been published on https://sunalei.org/news/augmented-reality-speeds-spacecraft-construction-at-nasa-goddard-nasa/

Augmented Reality Speeds Spacecraft Construction at NASA Goddard - NASA

Augmented reality tools have helped technicians improve accuracy and save time on fit checks for the Roman Space Telescope being assembled at NASA’s Goddard Space Flight Center in Greenbelt, Maryland.

In one instance, manipulating a digital model of Roman’s propulsion system into the real telescope structure revealed the planned design would not fit around existing wiring. The finding helped avoid a need to rebuild any components.

The R&D team at Goddard working on this AR project suggests broader adoption in the future could potentially save weeks of construction time and hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Technicians armed with advanced measuring equipment, augmented reality headsets, and QR codes virtually checked the fit of some Roman Space Telescope structures before building or moving them through facilities at NASA’s Goddard Space Flight Center in Greenbelt, Maryland.

“We’ve been able to place sensors, mounting interfaces, and other spacecraft hardware in 3D space faster and more accurately than previous techniques,” said NASA Goddard engineer Ron Glenn. “That could be a huge benefit to any program’s cost and schedule.” 

Projecting digital models onto the real world allows the technicians to align parts and look for potential interference among them. The AR heads-up display also enables precise positioning of flight hardware for assembly with accuracy down to thousandths of an inch.

Using NASA’s Internal Research and Development program, Glenn said his team keeps finding new ways to improve how NASA builds spacecraft with AR technology in a project aiding Roman’s construction at NASA Goddard. 

Glenn said the team has achieved far more than they originally sought to prove. “The original project goal was to develop enhanced assembly solutions utilizing AR and find out if we could eliminate costly fabrication time,” he said. “We found the team could do so much more.”

For instance, engineers using a robotic arm for precision measuring and 3D laser scanning mapped Roman’s complex wiring harness and the volume within the spacecraft structure.  

“Manipulating the virtual model of Roman’s propulsion assembly into that frame, we found places where it interfered with the existing wiring harness, team engineer Eric Brune said. “Adjusting the propulsion assembly before building it allowed the mission to avoid costly and time-consuming delays.”

Roman’s propulsion system was successfully integrated earlier this year.

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The Roman Space Telescope is a NASA mission designed to explore dark energy, exoplanets, and infrared astrophysics. Equipped with a powerful telescope and advanced instruments, it aims to unravel mysteries of the universe and expand our understanding of cosmic phenomena. Roman is scheduled to launch by May 2027. Credit: NASA’s Goddard Space Flight Center Download this video in HD formats from NASA Goddard’s Scientific Visualization Studio

Considering the time it takes to design, build, move, redesign, and rebuild, Brune added, their work saved many workdays by multiple engineers and technicians.

“We have identified many additional benefits to these combinations of technologies,” team engineer Aaron Sanford said. “Partners at other locations can collaborate directly through the technicians’ point of view. Using QR codes for metadata storage and document transfer adds another layer of efficiency, enabling quick access to relevant information right at your fingertips. Developing AR techniques for reverse engineering and advanced structures opens many possibilities such as training and documentation.” 

The technologies allow 3D designs of parts and assemblies to be shared or virtually handed off from remote locations. They also enable dry runs of moving and installing structures as well as help capture precise measurements after parts are built to compare to their designs. 

Adding a precision laser tracker to the mix can also eliminate the need to create elaborate physical templates to ensure components are accurately mounted in precise positions and orientations, Sanford said. Even details such as whether a technician can physically extend an arm inside a structure to turn a bolt or manipulate a part can be worked out in augmented reality before construction. 

During construction, an engineer wearing a headset can reference vital information, like the torque specifications for individual bolts, using a hand gesture. In fact, the engineer could achieve this without having to pause and find the information on another device or in paper documents.  

In the future, the team hopes to help integrate various components, conduct inspections, and document final construction. Sanford said, “it’s a cultural shift. It takes time to adopt these new tools.”  

“It will help us rapidly produce spacecraft and instruments, saving weeks and potentially hundreds of thousands of dollars,” Glenn said. “That allows us to return resources to the agency to develop new missions.” 

This project is part of NASA’s Center Innovation Fund portfolio for fiscal year 2024 at Goddard. The Center Innovation Fund, within the agency’s Space Technology Mission Directorate, stimulates and encourages creativity and innovation at NASA centers while addressing the technology needs of NASA and the nation.

To learn more, visit: https://www.nasa.gov/center-innovation-fund/

By Karl B. Hille NASA’s Goddard Space Flight Center, Greenbelt, Md.

[victorluvsalice]

Of course, I couldn’t have them spend TOO much time in the sauna (dangerous, you know), so once everyone had some happy moodlets from the steam, Victor got sent to use the facilities while Alice and Smiler went outside --

To show off some new outfits! Yeah, I recently did a little restructuring of some of the gang’s clothing, including some new everyday outfits for Alice and Smiler. Alice’s shirt here is one of the unlocked tops you get by progressing through the Artist career -- I thought the paint-splattered tank-top looked good on her -- while Smiler’s shirt is from Saurus’s Rainbow Collection, a collection of clothes that includes a good number of pride-flag-themed items! (Thank you to @hellafluff for eir post about eir Sim version of eir Malkavian Brody for having a link to that!) Smiler’s naturally wearing the nonbinary flag shirt, which I think looks really good on them. :) Certainly doesn’t hurt that the nonbinary flag is also the colors of The Smiler coaster! :D

Anyway, while Victor was busy getting cleaned up (because I also always forget he has Scruberoo), Smiler and Alice headed over to the nearby little park area to do some exploring -- Smiler dug up a dirt pile that yielded a time capsule, which in turn yielded a Chaz McFreely MySim, while Alice dug up a fossil of a sea monster and chased some pigeons around. XD Really yielding to the werewolf instincts there! I was just sending the freshly-showered Victor out to join them --

When I saw the notice in the corner of the screen about the Finchwick Fair starting up! Now, I hadn’t been to one of those yet, so I decided to see what kind of fair it was and clicked the “more information” button.

OVERSIZED CROPS! That’s one Victor could actually participate in! So, after an EXTREMELY quick visit to Van Liddelton Groceries for Victor to get his biggest oversized crop (a giant watermelon) and for me to check if Copypasto works on the mod-added bulk-processed food from Simsco Canning (it does not, sadly), it was over to Finchwick to enter into the fair and start the second half of their adventures: Victor’s Quest To Win The Finchwick Fair! Victor dropped off his watermelon on the “oversized crops” side of the fair, then headed into the pub to use the free kitchen there to make a fruit pie for the “pie” side -- though he insisted on mixing up his pie dough on the counter directly behind the bar. O.o I mean, I guess if you want to stay close to your partners. . . Alice and Smiler, naturally, hit the bar itself for some drinks -- though I learned pretty rapidly that having them order their “favorite drinks” is not a good idea. To whit, Smiler ordered a Wrench, when the only drink I KNOW they can have safely is the Plasma Jane (because, you know, VAMPIRE), and Alice ordered a Minty Fresh PET drink. Which I made her drink because I wasn’t ENTIRELY sure what the drink’s deal was, only for her to get an uncomfortable moodlet. Maybe she got it because she’s a werewolf? Either way, not great choices, you two! Honestly, you should just be able to ASSIGN your Sim’s favorite drink. . .

Oh, and yes, you may notice we have a visitor from another game here. XD Specifically, one of the NPCs Isis Payton decided to wear one of the variants of the vault suit I downloaded from @plazasims a while back -- looks like she’s from Vault 81, nice. XD Hope you’re enjoying life above ground! XD

[swbumblebee]

“Karking hell, you still working your way through all that?”

The Jedi Council’s most recent member looked up crossly through a dishevelled fringe, sitting on the floor (the desk long since abandoned in favour of more surface area) surrounded by pads, flimsi, notes and half empty mugs.

“Why hello Anakin, what a pleasure to see you. Go away please.” Obi-Wan Kenobi replied shortly, turning back to his work and away from his (probably bored) former Padawan.

As the young Master’s first ever council meeting had finally drawn to a close just a few short days ago, Master Mundi had directed him to the council Padawan on duty in the antechamber who had cheerfully set up the dazed Master’s personal pad to download enough information to start his very own archive. He had his new meeting schedule, security clearance, code of conduct guidelines, status updates on all current projects and missions, personnel information for every Jedi in the temple, information about his allowance and the option of rooms available to him, information pertaining to classes and courses he would need to attend, and how his position in the GAR would change.  

It was A Lot. And slowly but surely as a he ploughed through it all, making notes and highlighting, a realisation had dawned.

He was in way, way, over his head.

Obi-Wan stared miserably at the mess around him, an insurmountable amount of work.

Time for another cup of tea.

“Tea Master?”

Force bless him, Anakin was looking down at him with a mixture of trepidation and sympathy.

“You read my mind.”

---

His ordered piles and stacks of work looked much worse when you weren’t sitting in the middle of it.

Silently, the two Jedi slumped on the squashy sofa now pushed against the wall, and surveyed the damage

“So…anything interesting in all that?” Anakin asked lightly, gesturing towards The Mess.

Obi-Wan resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

“Its all interesting and highly important…and completely undecipherable” he snorted, eliciting a chuckle from his friend.

“’Course it is.” He picked up one of the pads idly thumbing through before Obi-Wan managed to snatch it out of his hands.

“Anakin! That’s highly confidential information!” he scolded.

His relaxed friend was, predictably, unapologetic.

“Yeah yeah” he waved a hand “So go on, what is your super-secret council member codename?”

Obi-Wan frowned.

“I don’t know actually, I haven’t got that far.” He admitted, turning the confiscated pad on and scrolling through. “It’s probably Mangy Tooka or something like that” he muttered.

Anakin laughed.

“Master No-Robe”

“Oi!” that one earned his young friend a dig in the ribs.

“Ginger Menace”

“I’d be quite happy with that one I think” he chuckled, still scrolling through the pad. “I wonder what-“ he stopped.

He’d found what he was looking for.

“What?” Anakin asked, leaning towards him.

“Nothing” he said quickly.

“Oooh you’ve found it! Give it here, what is it?!” the enthusiastic man reached for the pad, Obi-Wan just managing to keep it out of his grasp.

“Well never you mind, it wouldn’t be a very secret code name if I told you now would it?” he said smartly, hurriedly turning the pad off.

Anakin narrowed his eyes.

“Now Padawan” Obi-Wan warned, but too late as a very inappropriate force push had him dropping the pad and it flying directly into his nosey nuisance of a friend’s hands.

“Anakin!”

“Sorry Master I have to see” he was standing now, holding the pad high above his head and reading from below, dancing away from his former Master’s angry grasp.

“No way! These are so…cool?” he said, utterly perplexed. “Huntress for Master Ti, that’s badass! Aw Master Plo is Golden Champion, Kriffing hells! Shield Guardian is so cool no way is that Windu – Ow!”

“Ah ha!”

Obi-Wan had finally climbed over various piles and stacks of pads to give him a good poke in the ribs and winning his pad back. Clutching it protectively he glared at his irritating friend.

“Aww Obi-Wan, c’mon you have to tell me! I know the other’s now!”

Obi-Wan folder his arms and huffed.

“I’ll find out some other way, you know I will if I have to” Anakin pointed out reasonably.

Obi-Wan huffed again.

“Fine.” He threw up his hands. “Fine I’ll tell you but for the love of the Force keep it to yourself.” He paused, checking the pad again to make sure he’d got it right.

“It’s…it’s Guiding Light” he said finally, not taking his eyes off the pad.

He could feel the tips of his ears going pink as he looked at his now silent friend. Anakin had an inscrutable look on his face for a moment before he started nodding slowly, a resigned smile growing as he considered.

“Don’t you dare” Obi-Wan threatened, attempting to head off whatever smart remark was no doubt on his friend’s lips.

In return he got a look of such abject fondness he found himself quite at a loss.

“Guiding Light” the other man repeated, seeming to roll it around on his tongue. “Yep, that’s about right.” he said thoughtfully.

“I…well, thank you Padawan.” Obi-Wan answered awkwardly, looking down at the pad again.

Was it? It certainly didn’t feel like it fit him.

Guiding Light.

An unexpected but undeniably flattering moniker. It was an odd moment of reflection, realising how his fellow council members saw him. In a dark corner of his mind, he’d thought himself appointed to the council solely because of his unique experience of war and his rather un-jedi like affinity for strategy and fighting. He was somebody who could fill a temporary skills gap for their current situation and would soon be politely asked to step down when he was no longer needed.

But they did not, it seemed, see him as a warrior but as a guide. A teacher and a leader.

He looked at the piles of work on the floor once again, sitting down and picking up his mug.

“Not your Padawan anymore” came the expected, automatic reply from his Padawan.

“Oh I know, I know.” Obi-Wan said, sitting down on the sofa once again. “Sit down” he gestured to the seat next to him. “You can keep me company while I keep going.”

Hope you enjoyed! This is a little companion piece to my series Councilor Kenobi on Ao3, my take (in a much fluffier Galaxy, on Obi-Wan being asked to join the Council.)

[spiffghosthuntingcorporation]

He couldn’t possibly kill Daniel.

Kevin knew that - he knew that the second the ghost started talking on the computer, really. Daniel was just too human, too alive to kill. No ghost had ever actually spoken (which Kevin was sure that he had heard Daniel) directly to them, and had definitely never fed them the information. But Daniel had seemed to know the inner workings of ghost hunting, and had given them everything they needed without a second thought. He was just too… They couldn’t kill him, not without figuring out how this was happening. Brian’s gonna kill me… Kevin sighed as he shook his head at the camera.

“No, Daniel, I’m not going to kill you. And you can stop using the computer, I’m pretty sure I’ve heard you laughing. Let’s just talk face-to-face.”

Almost immediately, his radio burst to life with a startled-sounding shout, but Kevin muted it so he wouldn’t drown out Daniel’s response. Yup, that was definitely laughing, and it only grew clearer as a shadowy figure started to appear in front of him. “I’m so glad,” It said happily as the shadows started to take shape. “I’m so glad somebody can finally hear me.”

Kevin simply stared at the ghost in front of him, trying to wrap his head around every last detail. Surprisingly, Daniel looked a lot more human then one would expect of someone who’s been a ghost for five years. Yes, he was transparent and also slightly levitating off the ground, as well as seeming attached to the computer behind them. But apart from the red lines ravaging his neck, and the burnt flesh curling around his face, he actually looked… Normal.

“Hey, it’s rude to stare, you know.” Daniel’s echoing voice startled Kevin out of his musings, and he looked up guiltily. “Sorry, sorry. I just… Didn’t expect you to look like this.” Daniel sighed, stretching his arms over his head as if he had been sitting for a long while. “A side effect of staying in the computers. My body doesn’t really rot like a normal ghost’s would, so I just kind of just stay in the form I died in.” Kevin nodded, before peering through him and studying the computer screen. “So, you just stay in the computers? Are you bound to them?” Daniel smiled, reaching back and touching the screen. He flickered for a moment, before seemingly being sucked into it. Only a few seconds passed before he reappeared, smile still stretched across his burnt face. “Bound to whichever electronic I’m in. As long as anything can hold a current, I can travel into and through it.”

‘Huh, so it’s like a regular ghost being bound to a room, except he’s just bound to electricity. Interesting.’ Kevin glanced back at the camera quickly, before looking around the room until his gaze settled on what he wanted. He crossed over to the nearby computer and wiggled out the USB stick that was plugged in, and held it out to Daniel with a grin. “So, theoretically, someone could just… Download you onto this, and take you with them?” The ghost knew what he was talking about immediately, dull eyes almost sparkling with delight. “Yes! Yes- they could! They absolutely could!” Well, that was all the confirmation he needed. Kevin slid the USB into the computer Daniel was bound to, and he quickly disappeared into it to ‘download’. While he did that, Kevin turned around and unmuted his radio, grimacing when Brian’s voice blared out of it.

ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FUCKING MIND?! WE CAN’T JUST- ADOPT A GHOST!!

He’s friendly, you saw! We can’t kill him!

IT’S OUR FUCKING JOB TO KILL HIM!! Besides, Spiff’s going to watch this footage and know we didn’t finish the job!

Well, you could always delete the footage…

Don’t tell me you’re with him on this! Normally you’re the one that stops Kevin from doing dumb impulsive shite!

Okay, well, just this once, I agree with him. We can’t just kill Daniel! Not without knowing more about how he’s able to show himself and speak like this!

Daithi? You can’t possibly think this is a good idea!

Well… Having a ghost with us could make ghost hunting easier, if he can just see orbs and know the evidences…

Oh my god.

Pleeeeeease, Brian? Can we keep him?

Pleeeeeease?

Pleeeeeease?

FINE. Just stop begging. I’ll edit the video, and we’ll tell Spiff that the ending footage of us killing the ghost got corrupted. But if he catches us, we’ll be fired. I hope you know that.

YEAH!!

I hate this team…

One (1) Daniel has been added to the party.

[evanjinx]

alternative universe buddie fics recs :)

note: the links weren't working the first time i wrote the post but i edited and they're okay now!! if it still isn't working for you is probably because you're trying to open from a reblog from before i edit it, so try open directly from the original post on my profile.

Blind Date by @sassypopstar [complete | teen and up audiences | 3.8k words]

Buck feels a little ridiculous dressed in a jacket and a shirt. But Maddie had insisted on him dressing up for the occasion and even Chimney had quipped that it’s the right thing to do. So Buck, who never went on a blind date before in his life, listened to his big sister and her boyfriend because apparently that’s who he is now. Or the one where Buck goes on a blind date with someone called Eddie.

Buckley's Bouquets by awashleyno [complete | teen and up audiences | 23.4k words]

A world where Buck owns a flower shop and manages to develop a huge, massive, ridiculous crush on a handsome firefighter that comes in for a visit one day. Or, 5 times Eddie gives flowers to other people and the 1 time he gives them to Buck.

Call It What You Will - Fate? Destiny? (A Tsunami) by @abow123456 [complete | mature | 20k words]

Evan Buckley's day of relaxation is cut short when a tsunami hits the beach he was relaxing at. He has to fight to keep himself and a lost little boy safe from the water, as well as anyone else he finds. After, he meets the boys father and family, and it causes a snowball effect of good things for him, for once.

Capuccino with extra, extra sugar by buckbng [complete | teen and up audiences | 2.7k words]

Buck is the cute barista and Eddie is the grinch that hates coffee. Until, he doesn't. Because if Buck says he looks like the kind of person that would love a cappuccino, who's Eddie to disagree with him? OR Eddie really doesn't like coffee but pretends he does just so he has an excuse to see the cute barista at the coffee shop.

Confirmation Bias by strifechaos [complete | mature | 31k words]

After the fallout with his ex-wife, Eddie believed he could only trust his family with his son. He hadn’t imagined falling for his son’s sweet-hearted nanny, Buck. With his own family so distant, Buck never considered that he’d be lucky enough to find a home for himself, let alone people he could count on. Not until he meets the Diaz boys. AU: Buck was never a firefighter, and becomes Christopher's sitter when Shannon's job takes her away from Eddie and Chris for the summer. Eddie tries to not fall for his son's nanny, he's not very successful.

dream of some epiphany by extasiswings [complete | mature | 7.3k words]

Evan Buckley is lost. It’s happenstance that he wanders into the navy recruiting center—he’s been in San Diego for a few weeks, bartending late nights and weekends, living in a house with three other guys not because he needs the roommates but because he doesn’t want to be alone, and the military is…respectable. Stable. So Buck thinks maybe and opens the door. Buck leaves ten minutes later with a set of printed instructions for sending his first letter, assured that he can drop it off whenever he’s ready, and a name. Staff Sergeant Edmundo “Eddie” Diaz.

Frequent Flyer by red_to_black [complete | mature | 13.4k words]

In his entire time being a firefighter, Eddie has never met anyone as accident-prone as Evan Buckley. And Buck - well, he's quickly becoming the 118's best customer. (Or - the one where Eddie is a firefighter, Buck isn't, and Eddie finds himself rescuing Buck from increasingly sticky situations. Sometimes literally.)

Gave me no messages, gave me no signs... by @reallysmartladymariecurie [complete | teen and up audiences | 7.4k words]

"Buck is beyond nervous, and he’s really trying to convince himself that the familiarity of the situation is not some sort of bad omen. Just because there are parallels of the start of his relationship with Eddie to that of his relationship with Abby doesn’t mean that this new adventure is destined to end in the same miserable fashion. He hopes it won’t, has to believe it won’t. Because even with Abby, he hadn’t fallen this hard for her before their first official date. With Eddie, everything is already intensified by a thousand." Or, Buck covers a shift for a firefighter at the 136 and it leads to a budding relationship through text messages.

Gotta Find My Corner (Of the Sky) by doctornineandthreequarters [complete | general audiences | 31.3k words]

It was the last day of 2016 and two lost souls found themselves in a quiet dive bar, as the loud noises of the city celebrating New Year’s Eve buzzed around them. Most people chose loud, flashy bars with DJs and entrance fees and promises of champagne for New Year’s Eve. But both occupants of the dive bar preferred the quiet. They both didn’t need the added chaos when everything around them already felt chaotic. --- Or, Buck and Eddie meet on New Year's Eve, 2016, a meeting that sets of a series of events that changes the trajectory of both of their lives.

I Didn't Know I Was Lonely 'Till I Saw Your Face by @hmslusitania [complete | general audiences | 10.4k words]

After the ladder truck and the blood clot and the tsunami, Bobby makes Buck go to therapy before he does something stupid (like sue the city). Buck's not totally comfortable being alone with a therapist, but fortunately he makes a friend and ally who's willing to help him out - Eddie Diaz from the 136 who's just been caught in an illegal fight club. OR Total strangers Buck and Eddie go to couple's therapy together to get out of the therapy requirements their captains have placed on them.

i want your midnights by allyasavedtheday [complete | teen and up audiences | 36.3k words]

In which Eddie decides to rent out his spare room to help with mortgage repayments right around the time Buck decides to move out of Abby's place after some not so gentle prodding from Maddie. It's a coincidence. Or serendipity. Or maybe just really good timing.

i wanna be know (by you) by @starlightbuck [complete | general audiences | 12.5k words]

“I didn’t mean to do it.” Hen glances down at Eddie’s phone then back up at him in disbelief.

“How do you ‘not mean’ to download a bunch of dating apps but still have them on your phone?”

Or  In which Eddie delves into the intimidating world of online dating.

if i got locked away (would you still love me the same?) by @firefighterhan [complete | general audiences | 3.7k words]

Buck gets accidentally thrown in jail after meddling in a fight outside of a grocery store. There, he meets an unexpected guest, famous music artist Eddie Diaz, who is being suspiciously quiet about how he ended up here in the first place.

if only in my dreams by @buttercupbuck [complete | general audiences | 5.4k words]

Years before Eddie joins the 118, Buck meets him at an airport bar on Christmas day.

in a week by @buttercupbuck [complete | explicit | 78.9k]

in which Eddie joins the U.S. Forest Service and in the meadows of California, finds the things he thought he lost and the things he thought he'd never have.

It Started With A Bang And A Hostage Situation by JayJay__884 [complete | general audiences | 6.6k words]

Buck goes to the store one late night to buy food because of Maddie's pregnancy cravings. Whilst at the store, Buck accidentally gets caught in the middle of a robbery and gets knocked out. After waking up in the backroom, Buck finds himself as a hostage with a handsome and caring stranger.

Leading with the Left by @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels [complete | explicit | 84.7k]

When Buck said he was a "bartender" in "South America" what he actually meant was "stripper" in "Mexico." And when Eddie said, "What's your problem?" what he actually meant was, "Is this about the time you gave me a lap dance?" In other words, there's a few things the 118 doesn't know about Buck. Or Eddie. Or Buck and Eddie's relationship.

Lift me up by @captain--sif [complete | teen and up audiences | 5.5k words]

Buck gets stuck in his apartment building's broken elevator with his good-looking neighbor from the sixth floor.

Love and Bullets Both Shatter Hearts (But Only One Can Put You Back Together) by @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels [complete | explicit | 11.2k words]

Agent [Redacted] Diaz is the best at what he does. Usually. But lately there's this real pain in the ass* who's been ruining his missions: Code Name "Buck."

*stupidly handsome and annoyingly talented rival spy

Mr. Buckley's After Hours Detention by aresaphrodites [complete | mature | 11.4k words]

It’s not like Eddie Diaz planned on this. Really, there was no scenario in his mind where he would ever be bringing his son’s teacher a freaking goody basket to class; a homemade goody basket, no less. Then again, Christopher has never had a teacher quite like Evan Buckley.

MukbangsWithBuck by @reallysmartladymariecurie [complete | teen and up audiences | 19.3k words]

After growing tired of eating alone in his loft, Buck decides to start a YouTube channel where he records himself eating dinner and telling stories about crazy things his team has encountered on calls. He eventually gains a substantial fanbase, and he is led to the channel of another LA firefighter who uploads informational videos and also casual vlogs with his ten-year-old son. It isn't long before the two start a friendship through messages, both of them secretly hoping it will turn into something more. Or, Eddie and Buck are both firefighters/YouTubers and they end up falling in love.

Objects in the Mirror by SevenSoulmates [complete | explicit | 139.1k words]

The voice had always been around, Eddie remembers it, like a stream of consciousness that babbled incoherently to the point where Eddie just tuned it out.  But then the voice started speaking directly to him. Conversing like he was a whole person standing right in front of him. Like he could see what was happening around Eddie. Eddie shook his head. No one was talking to him, and Eddie most certainly was not talking back. He wouldn’t talk to the boy in his head ever again. There was no boy in his head. 

Passive Aggressive Flirting by @starlingbite [complete | general audiences | 4.5k words]

Buck and Eddie have never met. They both work at the 118 but just on different shifts. That's all about to change when Buck finds a sticky note message, signed E.

String of hearts... by @reallysmartladymariecurie [complete | teen and up audiences | 11.1k words]

“Now. Eddie is this incredible presence. He’s funny and smoking hot, and he has a son who sounds wonderful. And he’s serious and vulnerable at times. But so enjoyable to be around, every single second that he’s there. And how can I put myself out there when the expectation is so high? When the thing I might lose is so beautiful?”

In which Buck owns a plant shop in LA, and Eddie becomes his new favorite customer. Pining ensues.

check out my post of buddie fics with dad!buck