#yeah spaceships are a special interest

[jack-in-the-dark]

Jack Builds Spaceboats: The Rally Vincent, Part 2: Akira-class, My Beloved

Disclaimer: I am by no means an expert at this game and the information I present may be erroneous.

I love the Akira-class. I cannot overstate that. Ever since I first saw the beautiful USS Thunderchild and her sisters at the Battle of Sector 001 in Star Trek: First Contact, I have been in love with this ship.

I love that way she looks. The way her design makes her swoop. I love her lore. I love that she's basically what you get when Starfleet decides to throw subtlety out the window. I love how she's sleek and aggressive while still maintaining that Starfleet feel.

So here comes an autism rant.

The development of the Akira-class starship started after the Battle of Wolf 359, where an entire fleet of starships was annihilated by a single Borg cube in a matter of hours, if not minutes. It was a massacre, and a wake-up call. It was a reminder to Starfleet that having fighting ships, while frowned upon by Federation ideals, is an absolute necessity for the peace and safety of the Federation.

So the engineers got to work, and designed four new classes of ship designed primarily with kicking Borg ass in mind: the Defiant, the Sabre, the Norway, and the Akira. While the Defiant, Sabre, and Norway were more compact and smaller designs, the Akira-class was a full-fledged cruiser at over two-thirds the length of the massive Galaxy-class explorers.

She also had a truly massive hangar bay that ran the full length of the saucer section, allowing her to carry an unheard-of amount of support craft.

What truly set the Akira-class apart, though, was the fact that she is absolutely fucking covered in torpedo launchers. Most Starfleet ships have, at most, four torpedo launchers - two fore, two aft, with phaser arrays covering the ship (the Galaxy-class, for example, is considered a battleship with two torpedo launchers and over a dozen phaser arrays). The Akira-class has three phaser arrays. She has fifteen photon torpedo launchers. Four facing forward in the weapons pod, three on each side covering the aft port and starboard quarters in the mission pod, one in the saucer section just above the deflector dish and, most unusually, two photon torpedo launchers on each side of the saucer section facing directly port and starboard.

A big part of why I started playing Star Trek Online was because I wanted to fly an Akira-class. I longed for it. So naturally, I pounced on the opportunity the moment it presented itself.

You can imagine that it came as a bit of a shock when I learned that the torpedo-heavy cruiser-carrier I loved was, in game terms, an agile glass cannon designed to use dual cannons.

I exploded. A lot. So much so, in fact, that I straight-up swore off flying escorts almost altogether and started flying cruisers instead because they could take a goddamn hit.

I was angry, I was disappointed, and even a little heartbroken.

But as my knowledge of the game grew, I kept going back to the USS Rally Vincent, re-evaluating and tweaking, and eventually even making a ship that I felt actually worked with what an Akira-class should be.

Then, in 2022, I started seeing rumors around the STO subreddit: Cryptic was working on a Legendary Akira-class. Now, "Legendary" variants are typically only for "Hero" ships, those that served as the focus of a series (like the various Enterprises, the Defiant, and Voyager). The idea of a Legendary Akira-class was... curious, but also very very exciting.

So I immediately started saving up, and holy shit am I glad I did. When Cryptic announced the Legendary First Strike Bundle and the stats of the ships it would come with (the Legendary Multi-Mission Command Carrier and the not-talking-about-it-in-this-post Legendary Temporal Ops Strike Wing Escort Warbird), it was like Cryptic had read my Christmas list and decided I'd been such a good boy this year that I was gonna get everything I wanted.

This was finally a frame that could be an honest-to-goodness Akira-class. Still nimble, but not a dogfighter, able to take a few on the chin, packing enough firepower to make a Klingon blush, and full Command specialization seating primary and Miracle Worker secondary, giving her access to some fantastic Bridge Officer abilities and arguably the best torpedo-buffing BOFF ability in the game, Concentrate Firepower III.

It was truly an evolution of the Rally Vincent's build, going well beyond mere improvement. The advent of the Advanced Hangar consoles elevated the build even further, making her one of only a handful of ships I have capable of dealing with Elite content despite her decidedly off-meta build.

I genuinely wish I could give this ship a hug. She really is a dream come true for me.

[tuiccim]

A Little Jelly(fish)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Word Count: 1768

Warnings: Fluff

Summary: Your hobby attracts the attention of a handsome super soldier.

A/N: Special thanks to my hype princess & beta reader @whisperlullaby.

Sitting in the common room, you were so close to finishing the crochet project you had undertaken. It would hopefully turn into a large, stuffed jellyfish for a friend's baby shower gift. The baby's bedroom was under the sea themed, and you hoped your homemade creation would be a fun addition. Now, you were working on crocheting the frilly tentacles and attaching them. It was a quiet day and you were enjoying a bit of calm with just some quiet piano music playing as you moved the hook. 

"Whatcha got there?"

You jump at the sound and then turn with an embarrassed little laugh to face Bucky, "You startled me. I was in my own little world."

"Sorry, doll," he smiles with just a hint of mischief in his eyes. 

"Mm-hm," you smirk. "It's a gift for a friend's baby shower. It'll hopefully turn into a jellyfish. Their room is ocean themed." You felt a little sheepish as you explained. You don't know Bucky well and try to hide your surprise when he sits next to you. 

"That's really cool of you to make a gift. I'd be curious to see it when it's done," he says.

"Thanks for saying that. I was kinda wondering if it might seem cheap or stupid to make the gift. I'll make sure to show it to you before I wrap it up,"

"When's the party?" Bucky fiddles with the end of the tentacle you're working on. 

"Two weeks," you answer before laughing, "I actually have this baby shower, another one a few weeks after, and two weddings in the next two months. I'm gonna go broke if I don't make at least one of the gifts."

"Are you going to make another one for the other baby shower?" Bucky asks as he watches your hands. 

"No, it's more of a sprinkle than a shower. It's their third baby so we're just doing diapers and wipes for gifts," you explain. 

"Wow, three," Bucky's eyebrows rise. 

"Yeah, it's a lot but they're great parents. Do you have any hobbies?" You feel inexplicably self-conscious talking about babies and attempt to change the subject. 

"Yeah. I like to read, work on my bike. I build models sometimes," he shrugs. 

"What kind of models? Like cars or planes?" You ask. 

"Uh, sometimes," he scratches his neck as if embarrassed, "Spaceships more often." His cheeks tint a little pink. 

"That's cool. I love space. I'm always so interested when NASA releases new photos and information about the universe. I especially like the pictures of the nebulas. There's an abstract beauty to them," you smile at him. 

"Exactly. I'm always interested when they find new planets or stars. Black holes," Bucky says excitedly. 

"It's so vast. I wonder if one day we’ll see a planet with satellites and space debris. A world similar to ours. I mean, we know there’s life out there now but I’m still curious to see if we ever find one. I’m sorry. I sound crazy.”

“Not at all. I agree with you,” Bucky launches into some of the things he got to see in Wakanda that fascinated him and you ended up talking with him for over an hour before it was time for you to go. With another promise to show him the finished product, you head out to your meeting. 

–

Several days later, you timidly knock on Bucky’s door. You had the crocheted jellyfish in hand to show him. You heard what sounded like a minor tussle behind the door and leaned closer to listen. 

“Oh, no, you don’t! You can’t get away from me that easily,” Bucky’s voice can be heard before a sudden bump against the door had you jumping back. “Damn cat!” He growls aggravatedly before opening the door while rubbing his chest as if injured. When he looks up, surprise registers and he straightens quickly, “Oh, hi.”

“Uh, hey. Is- is this a bad time?” You ask with concern. 

 “Fine. Great. What, uh, brings you by?” He smiles nervously. 

You hold up the jellyfish awkwardly, “I finished it. Um…”

“Oh my god, it’s so cute! Look at it,” Bucky smiles brightly as he holds his hands out. You readily hand over the stuffed animal, “I made it so it can be hung up until the baby is a little older.”

“That’s such a good idea. I’m so impressed,” he enthuses. 

“Oh, thank you,” you smile pleased but slightly embarrassed. “It really wasn’t that difficult-Ow!” You look down to find a beautiful cat swatting at the jellyfish’s dangly legs. Unfortunately, her last swipe went right across your leg leaving three thin lines of blood. 

“No! Alpine, no!” Bucky swoops down to pick up the cat but then ends up comically holding the jellyfish as far as possible from the flailing cat determined to capture the legs.

You bite your lip to keep from laughing as you retrieve the jellyfish and quickly stuff it into your bag. The cat, apparently named Alpine, calmed as it realized playtime was over. Though she did look aggrieved at losing the new toy. “Well, hello, I usually request that drawing blood waits until the second meeting but I guess you’re more of a draw blood first, ask questions later, cat, huh?”

“I’m so sorry! I was just trying to clip her nails before you knocked. Let me get you a bandage,” he turns away and you can hear him whisper to the cat, “You are in SO much trouble.”

You giggle to yourself at the adorable display and then straighten your face quickly as he makes his way back with a cloth and bandage in hand. You reach for them but he pulls back. 

“Here, let me,” he reaches down. 

“Really, it’s nothing. I can do it. Thank you,” you reassure him. 

“I’m sorry. Do you want to come in?” Bucky gestures to the interior. 

“No, thank you. I was just stopping by to show you now that I’m finished. I should be going,” you smile as you take the bandage from his hand. “See you later.”

“Thanks for showing me, doll. Bye,” Bucky watches as you leave but then shakes himself and closes the door quickly. 

–

You berate yourself with each stitch you make of the silly project you had set for yourself. As the hook moves quickly in your hand, you tell yourself how pathetic this little crush on Bucky is and that making a stupid crocheted present for his cat is an act of desperation he would immediately see through. But your hands just kept making the necessary loops. 

After your little encounter with Alpine you had decided that making her a catnip stuffed jellyfish would be a great way to use up some of your scrap yarn. It would be a smaller version of the one you had made and wonky looking from all the different yarns but you were sure it would make the cat happy. Even if it made you look like an idiot. 

When it was finished, it sat on your desk and mocked you for not dropping it off. You were nervous and felt stupid for even making it. What if he hated it? Worse, what if Alpine hated it? What if he figured out your motive? Did he already know about your schoolgirl crush? He would probably see right through this gesture and you’d never be able to face him again. 

You should just take it to him and say ‘Here is my desperate attempt to get you to talk to me because I think you’re amazing’ and then you could just die from the embarrassment and not have to worry about it anymore. You shake your head at the stupid thought. You considered finding a gift bag but felt that was too formal for the simple gift. Instead you grabbed it so it’s very presence would no longer send you into your own head. You doggedly march to Bucky’s door and then knock gently. As soon as the door opens, your mind goes completely blank and you just stare at him.  

“Hi. What’s going on, doll?” Bucky’s brow furrows as he studies you.

“Uh, I, um, hi. I’m sorry. I, um, I,” clamping your mouth shut, you close your eyes, take a deep breath and start again, “I made this for Alpine.” You hold out the crocheted jellyfish with a smile pasted on. You felt like an idiot. 

Bucky looks down at the colorful cat-sized toy and smiles broadly, “This is amazing, doll! Let’s find her.” 

Before you realize what’s happening, Bucky grabs your hand and pulls you along behind him until he locates the cat. She was laid in a sliver of sunlight on the floor making her white fur look luminous. At his approach, Alpine lifts her head and within seconds of him jiggling the toy above her, is on her feet and batting at it. As soon as she catches it and manages to wrestle it away from Bucky, she takes a long sniff at the toy and then rolls her body over and around it. 

“I think she likes it,” Bucky smiles at you. 

“I’m so glad. I thought she might be a little jelly that the first one wasn’t for her, so I…” you shrug. 

“Alpine, were you a little jelly you didn’t have a jelly?” He laughs. “That was really sweet of you to do that for her. Thanks,” he gives the hand he’s still holding a squeeze.

“Of course. I figured it would be a good way to use up some old yarn,” you nod and wonder if you should keep holding his hand or let go. 

“Yeah. Sorry,” he says sheepishly as he lets go of your hand. 

“Oh, I didn’t mind. Anyway, I just thought I’d bring it by,” you fidget with your hands and turn for the door, “So-”

“Would you like to go out to dinner?” Bucky interrupts. 

“Wh-what?” You stammer. 

“Like on a date? With me?” Bucky raises his brows hopefully. 

“Um, yeah, I’d like that,”  you smile, trying to hold in the surge of giddiness that washes over you. 

“I’ve been wanting to ask you that for weeks,” he confesses with a sigh of relief.

“Really?” You ask. 

“You didn’t know? I figured I’d made an idiot of myself trying to get opportunities to talk to you. I was worried you’d think I was a menace,” he blushes.

“I’d never think that of you.”

“Are you free tonight? I admit, I’ll be a little jelly if you’re not,” Bucky grins. 

“No need to be jelly. I’m all yours,” you smile.

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[sparrowlucero]

Hello sorry I am being shy and anon but do you have any advice for someone who wants to get into Doctor Who again after briefly dabbling (and enjoying it very much) in like the early, early 2010s? I know this is mostly your art blog but you were the only person I could think of to ask you're like the Doctor Who authority of blogs I follow

Oh yeah of course! People can be really confusing about this so I'll try not to be.

So first, the majority of doctor who episodes are self contained stories that you could just watch and understand perfectly without any further context. even when there is some overarching context it's usually written in a way that's either pretty easy to glean and/or just doesn't impact your understanding of the story. 99% of the episodes don't even care if you know the premise and are just like "what if some people were on a spaceship and the devil was there? wouldn't that be fucked up or what??". Don't feel like you have to binge a 60 years long show to watch it. Some standalone episodes I think are fun if you (or anyone else) just want to check out one or two:

The Empty Child/The Doctor Dances (A supposed-to-be-dead boy in a gas mask haunts a young woman in world war 2)

Blink (A woman gets wrapped up in a mystery involving statues that make people disappear. This one is especially good if you flat out know nothing about the show. Has some really great time travel stuff.)

A Christmas Carol (A christmas carol pastiche (of course) where the doctor tries to rewrite the past of a cruel man who's going to let a lot of people die. very sad and sweet. I love the "wintery planet with sky fish" setting of this one)

Vincent and the Doctor (The famous Vincent Van Gogh Episode™)

The Rings of Akhatan (A pretty lowkey little adventure story about an alien festival. has supreme autumn vibes)

Flatline (A species from a 2 dimensional world tries to break into our 3 dimensional one. really fun special effects)

Midnight (A tour bus breaks down on a diamond planet where nothing can survive. Something knocks at the door.)

Silence in the Library/Forest of the Dead (The Doctor and friend go to a library that covers an entire planet and finds that everyone has disappeared. Has a lot of really great, interesting concepts baked into it that I won't spoil)

It Takes You Away (A girl is left alone in a cabin in the woods when her dad disappears through the mirror. Has a famously goofy ending that I really love)

73 Yards (A character is steps on a fairy circle and is followed by an old woman who always stands exactly 73 yards away)

The Devil's Chord (This doesn't really have, you know, a plot, but it does have jinkx monsoon as an evil music god)

Boom (The doctor steps on a landmine on an alien planet and cannot move)

Wild Blue Yonder (A two hander where the Doctor and co are trapped on a dilapidated spaceship at the edge of the universe. really atmospheric with some fun/strange visuals.)

That being said, it does add a lot to watch it in order; there's a lot of plot twists, character dynamics, and general payoff you get if you marathon it. I would personally recommend starting with either the first episode of the 2005 show ("Rose") or the first episode of the 2010 season ("The Eleventh Hour") and just watching in order from there. I think you could also start with "The Snowmen", "The Pilot", or "The Woman Who Fell To Earth" if you wanted, but the first two (especially rose) are the better jumping on points.

some other little notes of advice I don't often see people mention:

it's stupid sometimes just roll with it

once in a while the show sort of "reboots" with different writers, actors, directors, and a new tone. it's much more like watching several small shows than one long show, so don't be too put off by the length!

IMPORTANT: pretty much all streaming services will separate holiday/anniversary specials from the show proper and you have to deliberately search them up on the same service to find them. It's really necessary to be aware of this because many of these specials are the first or last episodes for characters/whole eras of the show and are genuinely unskippable. I strongly recommend looking up a list of the episodes and checking it after finales just to make sure you don't skip anything on accident.

there's two spin offs (Torchwood, a more adult (read: gay sex) show about a mysterious agency that solves sci fi crimes, and the Sarah Jane Adventures, a pretty good monster of the week kids show) that ran concurrently with season 1-4. You don't have to watch them to understand anything happening in doctor who, but sometimes they cross over with the show in fun ways, Ex. the first season finale of Torchwood continues directly into season 3 of Doctor Who. My friend and I got a kick out of watching them at the same time so maybe you will too. (either way I recommend watching "Children of Earth", the torchwood miniseries, if you want to see a weird dark sci fi show about the government making contact with aliens. It's a bit like arrival (2016) if it was way nastier.)

alternatively, you can inject fast acting brain poison into yourself with this

anyways I hope this all reads as, you know, more approachable than the way dudes on quora recommend this show:

[jayvikstolemyheart]

Weird thought: DC AU where Viktor is the Kryptonian Superman… but he’s still disabled. He’s super strong but he needs a cane and he keeps breaking them cuz of said super strength.

The idea came from looking at Superbat stuff and then thinking “Personality-wise Jayce would make a good Superman and Viktor would make a good Batman… but how do you handle the matter of Viktor’s disability?”

So I decided Viktor needs superpowers

Viktor was the first natural-born baby on Krypton in centuries, but because of that he was born with a disability. His parents loved him, but it did not help the situation. Not that that lasted long since Krypton was quickly destroyed and Viktor was sent off in a baby spaceship.

He was found and adopted by Czech-immigrant farmers who always wanted a baby but weren’t in the financial position to do so until it was too late.

It was clear that Viktor had difficulties moving but they were limited in what they could do for him since 1. A doctor/hospital could quickly figure out that Viktor isn’t human, & 2. Viktor is invulnerable so surgeries and needles weren’t an option anyway. The parents researched what they could to make canes and help Viktor, but yeah.

Viktor had a hard time growing up, being a disabled kid with nerdy interests who was the adopted child of immigrants. He was often frustrated by his parents’ orders to avoid using his powers. But it also grew an affinity with the other kids who were lower in the social caste. And the disabled people he met who didn’t have the satisfying knowledge that they were secretly all powerful like Viktor.

Childhood was far from perfect, but it instilled Viktor with the dream of helping people like himself. To bring a positive change to the world. That partnered with his intelligence caused his parents to put all they had into getting Viktor to the ‘big city’ to a good Uni so Viktor could work to his goals despite the risks.

He’s in a new place where he can hear lots of people in danger. Viktor knows it will take years to achieve systemic changes. He could help people now with his powers. Plus, he’s an adult now, in a big city where it would be hard to narrow down the identity of a mysterious new superhero.

Viktor’s version of Superman would always fly/hover over the ground so as not to put pressure on his bad leg. He keeps all his mobility aids at home. Partly for identity reasons, but also probably internalised ableism with wanting the hero to be an “ideal”. He targets low income areas and disabled people as those he protects the most, but he’ll still help most of the city.

(Maybe a news article calls him “The Herald of Justice” and people shorten that to the ‘the herald’ and it sticks) (but then the Superman aesthetic might be diminished so I’m not sold on it)

As for Jayce, he’s probably not Bruce Wayne rich but wealthy/techy enough that he can create his Batman-esque suit with utility belt and all the gadgets. His family used to be higher class but have fallen down about so he still gets invited to socialite events but mostly out of obligation. He’s gotten a bit more popularity thanks to his good looks but he’s mostly seen as a pretty face that whose family will be caste out of high society within the next generation unless he gets some success.

Because of this, his secret identity is hidden by the fact that he’s considered pretty face from a no-name family, not special enough to be something like Gotham’s knight, the (Batman-equivalent I’m worried I changed too much.)

Jayce stays quiet with the costume on, to avoid anyone recognising his voice. The result of this is that everyone thinks he’s this grimdark serious hero and is able to strike fear into criminals’ hearts. All the mysterious gadgets and booby traps help as well.

I think the two would greatly admired each other’s hero identities. And when they inevitably meet would be very surprised by the other’s true personality. They basically have the opposite attitude that their superhero alter ego presents.

It kind of goes from ‘from-hero worship/admiration-to-disappointment-to-reluctant work partners-to-newfound respect (after realising the true heroic qualities in the other)-to-friends-to-pining/yearning/lovers????

I’m not entirely sure about their civilian identities yet so I’m not sure how those versions would interact but I think Viktor would be scared to reveal his identity cuz it means revealing his disability which would go against the hero identity he’s created (at least in Viktor’s eyes)

Jayce would never think less of Viktor! But he might wonder if Viktor isn’t that serious about Jayce since the other man won’t reveal his identity. Or maybe Jayce worries that he’d disappoint Viktor with his “upper-class, dumb puppy” reputation.

So angst, miscommunication, secret identity stuff, yearning, admiration, etc. ensues!

[bird-in-the-space]

Bayverse Version (Part 6)

You arrive at Diego Garcia, the NEST headquarters, and your new home. The twins give you a tour around the base, and then you discover that you have a special ability to sense energon.

Warnings: adjusting to a new environment, the twins being themselves(and maybe a bit oc), some headaches, reader feeling a bit anxious and weirded out by her ability.

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After the plane landed and its rear ramp lowered, soldiers and bots walked out. As you walk down the ramp, you let your eyes wander, taking in the new environment. A large building stood nearby, most likely the NEST headquarters. A beach stretched not far from it, and the sun shone hot in the sky. Seagulls circled overhead, occasionally dive-bombing into the sea to catch fish or something else.

“Welcome to Diego Garcia, where all NEST things happen,” Lennox said as he walked past you. 

You exhaled, trying to calm down your nerves. Adjusting to new environments had never been one of your special skills, especially now that you were at a place far away from home and couldn’t possibly leave due to you being a robot. 

“How are you doing over there?” Your dad asked as he stopped beside you. 

“Fine. Just trying to adjust to the new environment,” you replied. 

“It will be fine. At least, here you can walk around free and not worry about being seen by civilians or other people,” your dad tried to assure you. 

“How about I show you around, so you get familiar with this place?” he suggested. 

“Okay,” you nodded and followed him, walking out of the plane to what seemed to be your new home from now on. 

You followed your dad to the building, which looked like a massive hangar. Your eyes wandered curiously, taking in the diverse mix of people, gadgets, and bots engaged in various types of training with the soldiers. Since you had been around them for a while, you felt less anxious about being here.

“Alright, this is the main hangar, most of the main stuff happens here,” your father started, but then you noticed Lennox walking toward you. 

“(Lastname)” Lennox started. “We have a bit of a situation. The Allspark fragment we got from Emily had gone missing,” he explained. 

You looked at Lennox with a curious frown. Emily’s fragment went missing?

“Did the Decepticons get it?” your father frowned. 

“No. According to the people in charge of it, it just vanished. No attacks. No cons. Not anything. It just vanished,” Lennox explained, causing both you and dad to frown in confusion. 

“How can it just vanish?” your father asked. 

“I don’t know, but the high-ups want us to look into it immediately,” Lennox said. 

“Does it have to be right now? I’m showing (Name) around?” your dad asked. 

“Unfortunately so,” Lennox uttered, then glanced at the twins. “Hey, you two. How about you show (Name) around here?” he asked. 

“Yeah. Sure. We can give her a tour,” Mudflap nodded. 

“Alright,” your dad then turned toward you with an apologetic look. “Sorry about this.”  

“Don’t worry about it. If duty calls, it can’t be helped. I’ll be fine,” you reassured. 

“Okay. I try to get this done as quickly as possible,” your dad said, before turning toward the twins. “Don’t do anything stupid,” he said before following Lennox. 

“Relax. We’ll show her the best places around here,” Skids said as your dad and Lennox left. 

“Alright, newbie, come around. We show you how things work around here,” Mudflap said as he and Skids started walking.  

You released a sigh and followed the twins as they gave you a tour around Diego Garcia. 

The tour around the military base was somewhat interesting. The twins showed you the training grounds, barracks, and even the place where they had a rocket and a spaceship attached to each other. You also met some new bots like the aerial bots and the wreckers, who were interesting people. 

The twins also showed you other places that did not seem relevant to the base, and they got easily distracted even by the smallest things. You honestly started to believe that they had ADHD or something. But you learned where everything was located and what places were prohibited, so you no longer felt concerned that you might end up lost or somewhere you shouldn’t be. 

The tour finally seemed to come to an end when you returned to the main building. But they wanted to show you one last place. 

“And here we have one of the best places in all of Diego Garcia,” Mudflap said as you entered the area, which seemed to be a scrapyard. 

You were not fully baffled by the sight. With Emily’s family full of mechanics, you often visited local scrapyards with her to find spare parts or other treasures people had thrown away. 

“There’s a lot of thrown away stuff here,” you remarked as you looked around.

“Yeah. The humans throw a lot of stuff here. Don’t know why. But that means we can pretty much do whatever we want here,” Skids said as he hopped onto what seemed to be a seat made of large tires.

“We’re pretty much in charge here,” he added.

“Of course, Ratchet sometimes comes here to look for spare parts. You’re free to look around and take what you want, as long as it’s not in these areas,” he added, tinkering with some kind of gadget.

“Hey, is that my thing?” Mudflap started.

“No. It’s mine, since it's on my side,” Skids snapped.

“No, there’s only one of those. That’s mine,” Mudflap said, smacking him and trying to take it.

“You scraphead!” Skids snapped, and they started to fight. 

You watched them fight but groaned when that familiar headache returned. Blinking rapidly, you realized something strange was happening.

Suddenly, your vision shifted, turning a deep blue that darkened the other colors. You saw those strange glimmers again—brighter than before—pulsing inside the twins as they fought, tracing what looked like their veins. It was freaky.

Then, you turned your head and noticed the other bots through the building walls, their forms glowing with the same blue glimmers as the twins. You could make out Optimus, Ratchet, and Ironhide by their sizes and shapes. Stunned, you watched in astonishment.

What the hell? 

The buzzing in your head became more active. 

You blinked your eyes and tried to take a deep breath, but you still kept seeing them. Alright, this was too weird. 

You had Ratchet check your eyes the last time it happened, and he said that your eyes were operating just fine and couldn’t see anything different about them. So, he could not explain the strange particles you saw or the brain buzz you get around energon.

A realization hit you. 

Wait, are you seeing these lights because of energon? 

These weird things keep happening around it, so it has to be the cause. 

You squinted and looked down when you noticed something glowing in the ground. Faint but visible, intricate lines—more like roots—spread beneath the surface.

You looked at them puzzled.

Was there energon on the ground? 

The buzz in your brain grew stronger as you stared at the glowing roots, as if urging you to follow them.

You contemplated for a moment. 

Well, Ratchet doesn’t know why you keep seeing these. So, what could happen if you followed these energon roots? 

Making your decision, you started following the glowing roots, leaving quietly as the twins continued fighting over the trinket. 

You followed the glowing line as it grew brighter, leading you somewhere. Leaving the pavement behind, you stepped onto softer ground and soon came across a spot where the energon seemed to be growing. It shone brightly, radiating like a power source.

Curious, you began digging. With your metallic hands, the task was effortless, and you easily pushed large amounts of dirt aside. Unbeknownst to you, Epps—a friend of Lennox and your dad—watched with curiosity as you worked.

Finally, you uncovered what looked like a massive blue diamond. The moment you laid eyes on it, your vision abruptly returned to normal, as if you had just found your goal.

“What you find, (Name)?” Epps asked as he stood beside you. 

“Well… “ you started, not sure how to explain what just happened. “I started seeing these shiny lines and glimmers through the ground. So, I decided to follow and see what would happen, and they led me to this,” you explained, motioning at the diamond cluster. 

“Huh, that’s a one big cluster of energon,” Epps said as he looked at the diamond. 

“That’s energon?” you asked, baffled by your finding. 

“Yeah. In their rawest form. Not sure why they are here on earth, thought,” Epps answered. 

“Hm…” you hummed, unsure how to think of the situation. 

“So…You saw these shiny lines and they led you to this?” Epps questioned. 

“Yeah, “ you nodded. “I think it was energon because I can see them in the bots too,” you added. 

“That’s strange. The bots need these scanners and gadgets to find energon, but you can see them through the ground?” Epps questioned. 

You thought about it. 

“I need Ratchet,” you stated. 

After digging up the energon, you brought it to Ratchet and explained what had happened. He took the cluster and scanned it.

“This is a significant quantity of energon. I can only assume we never detected it due to the radio frequencies and signals emanating from the communication centers. Also, because we never considered that this place could contain energon,” Ratchet reasoned after completing the scan.

He then turned toward you. “So, your vision changed and you saw these strange glowing lines, which you believe to be energon, and they led you to this clutch?” he questioned. 

“Yeah. And this is not the first time this happened. Remember when I mentioned those strange glowing particles I once saw? “ you asked. “Well… this time it happened again, but I saw these strange root-like energon veins, and then I found this,” you motioned at the energon cluster. 

“This is… very peculiar,” Ratchet uttered to himself. 

“Indeed. And you said that you could also see the energon in our bodies?” Que asked with interest in his eyes. 

“Yeah. I also keep getting these strange headaches, like some kind of energon sensor,” you explained.

“Hmm. Could it be that… not only were you reborn as a transformer, but you were also reborn with an outlier ability?” Que questioned. 

“What’s an outlier?” you asked, confused by the term. 

“Cybertronians with rare and unique abilities,” Sideswipe answered. 

“So, it’s like a… person with supernatural abilities?” you asked, trying to understand the term.

“Correct. That would be a reasonable explanation for your unique vision and sense for energon,” Que said. “Or could it be that after you cyberformed, your human instincts somehow evolved or developed further?” he questioned thoughtfully.

“I find that theory unlikely, as we do not possess such senses. But then again, outlier abilities related to energon are quite rare,” Ratchet stated. 

“So, how do we test which one it is?” you asked. “Or if it’s just my eyes that are making me able to see energon?”

“I might have an idea,” Lennox stated.

He grabbed a small cube of energon and took out three cups.

“Can you sense this?” he asked as he held the energon cube up. 

“Yeah,” you nodded. 

“All right, let’s play a little shell game. If you can tell which cup the energon is under without focusing too much…” Lennox said as he placed the small energon cube under one of the cups and began moving them around.

You knelt down to get a closer look, watching as Lennox shuffled the cups before stopping.

“All right, can you tell which cup the energon is under?” he asked.

You looked at the cups and saw the cup on the left shimmer. 

“The cup on the left,” you pointed out. 

Lennox picked up the cup, revealing the energon beneath it. “All right, let’s try again,” he said, placing the energon cube back under the cups and beginning to shuffle them again—this time a bit faster.

The other Autobots watched as Lennox stopped shuffling the cups.

“What about now?” he asked.

You looked at the cups and saw the cup shimmer in the middle. 

“The middle cup,” you said. 

Lennox picked it up, and there was the energon. Ratchet and Que looked with interest. 

“Alright. Now try this with your eyes closed,” Lennox said. 

You closed your eyes, listening to him move the cups. You couldn’t see them, but your mind focused on the energon cube, and you could sense it move. Weird. You could tell under which cup it was moving with your eyes closed. 

“Oh, how can she tell which cup the cube is under if she isn’t even seeing them?” Skids asked.

“Shut up,” Mudflap nudged his brother.

“Now, can you tell under which cup—”

“The right cup,” you answered before he could finish. 

It was quiet for a moment. 

“(Name). You didn’t open your eyes,” Lennox said. 

“Try it anyway,” you said, keeping your eyes closed. 

Lennox picked up the cup, and there was the energon. Ratchet, Que, and the other Autobots looked at you, astonished.

“You got it right. And you couldn’t have done that by guessing,” Lennox said, amazed.

“Fascinating. You can locate the energon even with your optics closed. I believe you are indeed an outlier,” Que said as you opened your eyes.

“So, does that mean I am an outlier with a special sixth sense for energon?” you asked as you stood up.

“Seems like it. And since you were able to tell where the energon was with your optics closed, it means this isn’t limited to your eyes alone,” Ratchet answered.

“This is a miraculous discovery. But how about we put your ability to the real test?” Que suggested with a grin.

You stared at him, baffled, wondering what would be in store for you.

[sweettjrose]

Mickey & Friends Steven Universe Gem AU - Part 2

Part 1

The Villains:

While Carnelian (Mortimer) and Aventurine (Gladstone) may cause annoyance for our heroes from time to time, they are not the biggest threats on Homeworld. There are many villains with all sorts of secrets and nefarious plans who are willing to do anything to get what they want, even if it means shattering a gem or two.

Jasper (Pete, Gem on Nose) + Jasper (Trudy, Gem on Stomach)

It is normally very rare for Jaspers to fuse, as they are very formidable on their own. However, in cases of dealing with large organic life-forms or other major threats, two very special Jaspers (Pete & Trudy) fuse to become a massive Jasper, powerful enough to take anything down, something they absolutely love doing. The problem is, such situations are super rare, meaning that they barely ever need to fuse. Not able to handle being apart for so long and also just loving the power, the two Jaspers have been secretly fusing when they think no one is around. However, one day, while they were secretly fusing, they ended up getting caught by Obsidian, which should've been the end, but luckily for them, he didn't report them. Instead, offering to keep their secret a secret for a couple of favors.

Brucite (Portis, Gem on Forehead)

Brucite is a rather smart gem who works as an inventor/scientist for the Diamond Authority, developing all sorts of tools and equipment to literally "build" the Gem Empire. However, he can't help but feel like his talents are wasted. He honestly is more interested in making weapons, or even better yet, experimenting on other gems to find ways to improve and change gemkind forever. However, since he was assigned to make tools, he is forced to make tools. But that doesn't mean he hasn't caught the eye of a certain Obsidian.

Emerald (Dr. Vulter, Gem on Eye)

Emerald is the very successful commander of a massive fleet of spaceships, often leading them to deal with threats across space. He cares very deeply about his role and position, and rules over his subordinates with a respectful but still iron fist. As a result, his team has never failed a single mission in their hundreds of thousands of years of service, but whether they will keep that record depends on how well they deal with a rising group of rebels.

Gold/Pyrite? (Flintheart Glomgold, Gem on Back of Left Hand)

The role of a Gold is to lead the development of lavish monuments to the Diamonds, usually guiding gems like Lapis Lazuli, Aventurine, Desert Glass, and others to do so. However, thanks to another Gold (Scrooge McDuck), rumors have been going around that this Gold (Flintheart) is actually just Pyrite pretending to be Gold. But Pyrite... er Gold (Flintheart) assures that he is real gold and is actually more of real gold than Gold (Scrooge McDuck) will ever be.

This has caused some form of rivalry between the two as they both wish to impress the Diamonds and thus get more important jobs. However, this Gold (Flintheart, yeah, I know it's confusing) is finding that the best way to get over the other is relying on more "unfair" tactics, regardless of the cost. But given that the other Gold (Scrooge McDuck) is looking at a new Lapis Lazuli (Donald) to take over the one that "mysteriously" disappeared. He may have to come up with a new plan fast, maybe something involving that Labradorite (Daisy) that has been catching attention.

Green Zircon (Sylvester, Gem on Back of Right Hand)

Zircon is a genius lawyer who has a near-perfect record in winning his cases. Part of this is that he doesn't just rely on Gem law, but also Gem's emotions, pulling all sorts of tricks to get authority figures to always take his side over the others. Some may say this is dirty, but others admire it, including a certain Obsidian. It's pretty much a given that if you are on the other side of him on a case, you've already lost... or have you?

Ruby (Miklos, Gem on Back of Left Ear)

No longer part of the lower-ranking survey team, Miklos is finding all sorts of success with his new troop, who actually appreciate his more "crude" sense of humor. However, he can't help but still feel a bit of resentment towards his original group and how alone they made him feel. So when he notices Kunzite's (Minnie) weakening faith in the Diamond Authority, as well as the likely unauthorized investigation from the other Ruby (Mickey), he realizes there may be a way not only to get back at them, but also to give his status a bump or two.

Pearl (Scuttle, Gem on Left Foot)

A Pearl that has been gifted to the new entity known as Obsidian to be his main pearl. This Pearl isn't exactly the brightest, sometimes even goofing up the most simple of tasks. But as long as he feels useful and doesn't get into too much trouble, he's happy. Many have wondered, though, why Obsidian hasn't traded him in for a more "competent" one. However, outside of finding his antics amusing, there is a benefit to a Pearl who is oblivious and less likely to question things.

Black Pearl (The Phantom Blot, Unmasked, Gem on Nose)

Black Pearl was once owned by a Hematite who served the Diamonds as one of their many colonization strategists. This Hematite was rather successful, but not due to their own skills or prowess, but rather something else. You see, while the Hematite spent most of the day lounging around, their Pearl was the one who was actually holding everything together, even being the one to come up with the plans he would promote. But since he was just a lowly pearl, he was never allowed to actually take credit for his work, resulting in the Hematite getting all of the glory.

This started to come to a head as they were given an unreasonable task in an unreasonable time, which all other Hematites have failed to accomplish, and yet Pearl did it. Resulting in one of the greatest successes for the Gem Empire. But as before, while their boss was rewarded with massive amounts of praise, balls, and parades, all he could do was watch. That is when Pearl realized that the only way he was ever going to get the respect he deserved was if he changed his status... which was impossible, especially for a pearl.

However, he soon learned about a new experimental gem that was being formed on a nearby colony. One that would certainly be one of the most powerful and influential gems, outside of the diamonds. That is when he hatched a scheme. Using his skills and resources, he faked evidence that Hematite planned to usurp the Diamonds. Leaking it to the proper authorities. Then, just as Hematite started to realize he was getting arrested, Pearl convinced him to run away using a "convenient" spaceship he "found", as the authorities were approaching. But before Hematite could make it to the ship, it "accidentally" launched with the pearl inside, exploding as a weapon shot at it.

For everyone around, it seemed like that was the end as Hematite was punished for his "crimes" and the explosion supposedly destroyed his Pearl. But Pearl was not destroyed; instead, using an escape pod in the last minute, heading right towards the colony with the experimental gem. As he made it to the colony, he located where the gem was planted at the same exact time it started to emerge. Unwilling to let this chance go by, he dashes through the earthquakes and other carnage, latching tightly onto the rising gem as they fuse to become...

Obsidian (The Phantom Blot, Masked, Gem on Left Palm and Upper Back)

Obsidian is technically a fusion between two gems, but since Black Pearl fused with the other gem before it had a chance to fully form, it is unclear how much of the other gem is a part of Obsidian. However, Obsidian is certainly much bigger and much more powerful than Black Pearl ever was, finally giving him the power he needs. Eventually, the other gems come by to retrieve Obsidian, completely unaware of the change, given that they didn't know what to expect in the first place, and the Upper Back gem being carefully hidden by an intentionally placed veil.

Obsidian was brought to the diamonds and was assigned as their head advisor in all matters, as he was supposed to be able to provide wisdom and foresight, unlike any other gem before. Luckily for him, his previous work as a colonization strategist proved to be very useful. Usually seen in his Palaquin, Obsidian was able to use his prior skills and his newly growing powers to assist the Diamonds and other powerful gems with ease. As he proved himself to be more useful, his palaces and servants started to grow. Obsidian eventually couldn't help but get addicted to the increasing amount of power, and even started to demand that more and more gems, like a few ruby soldiers, should be added to his service.

But even as powerful as he currently was, he was aware that no matter what he did. No matter how smart he was or how strong he was. He would never ever be allowed to be on the level of the Diamonds. However, since he initially "started" as a lowly Pearl and yet rose to where he is now, he is positive that if there is any gem who could one day overtake the Diamond Authority and rule over all of gemkind, it would be him. All he has to do is make strategic moves, obtain loyal allies, and keep his secrets hidden. Something that became a bit more of a challenge when a certain Sandstone accidentally entered the wrong place at the wrong time.

~

Obsidian believes he fixed the "Sandstone" problem by accusing him of stealing from him. However little does he know that thanks to a little Ruby, this one action may have completely derailed everything, forcing him to rely on the villainous allies and backup plans he's formed to ensure that he will never ever be found out.

[puffyducks]

DCRC Week #38 (Part 1)

Here once again to take a slight detour away from the main PKNA comics to read the third PKNA Special Issue: The End of the World!!! Seeing as the last two special issues were fun little collections of short stories, I'm sure this one is going to be exactly the same and the menacing title doesn't mean anything :)

OMG IT'S GORTHAAAAN HIIIII BABYGIRL WE MISS YOU POOKIE!!!! This is a flashback so he's not actually back </3

Oh hey look we're on Xerba I'm sure that only means good things

In my heart I really want Xadhoom to be a lesbian and I know she canonically dates a guy but like. Look at Xari. If I squint my eyes hard enough he's a beautiful lesbian too. Love wins.

There are potentially hostile aliens showing up tomorrow but I have a job so I don't really care about that right now

Oh ok so Gorthan was responsible for genociding Xadhoom's planet that's dope I guess. Uuuuh hope Xadhoom doesn't find out about that time he and Donald were hanging out-

So anyways I started blasting

NOOOOOOOO WHO COULD HAVE SEEN THIS COMING- hey wait hold on I thought their sun was supposed to be blue?

AAANYWAYS while everyone on Xerba dies/gets enslaved, we briefly interrupt your genocide to bring you DONALD TIME!!!! I adore this page I love the way he's drawn here. The little eeby beeby. He's so silly <3

First of all I like the giant supporting hand here, second of all why the fuck does Uno have eyebrows now

DONALD ORB DONALD ORB

Me when I lie. Sorry I don't even ship Donald and Lyla that much but liiike you guys flirt with each other sometimes we've all seen it

losing it over the smug design of this random fucking kid

Listen I feel bad for the Xerbians and all, they're victims to a horrible conquering, but also like... guys you can't be this stupid 😭 no wonder you all got fucking owned

fuckin fruit. what do you want him to sing you a lullaby too??? actually don't answer that I don't think I'll like what I hear

Paperinik Old Adventures (where PK is elderly) will be real in 24 hours

Ok so they just stole a chimp from the zoo I guess

Guys I'm really worried about my girlfriend do you think she's okay (hard cut to Xadhoom getting blasted by the sun)

All jokes aside idk what to put for this section of the comic cause like I don't even have anything funny to say here it's just really intense

mama a girl behind you

Sorry to break it to you pal but that title actually goes to Xadhoo- okay maybe now is not the time oops

NICE TRY IDIOT, AS IF THAT'S GOING TO WO-

Dammit Xarion you're really letting me down here

HOLY FUCKING SHIT HE'S ALIVE

Poor guy got excited for a second </3

Actually if survivors guilt is your thing I know someone who would be GREAT company there-

GODDAMN what a story. And it's not even one of the main chapters! We get a lot of really interesting insight on the downfall of Xerba though. We already knew that two of the Xerbian spaceships were cleared out, but there's still one more that could be out there! We see what happened to Xari which is left vague but still... prooobably not a good fate for that guy. But hey at least there's another Xerbian that's alive! I can't wait for Xadhoom to find out :)

........okay maybe this is the part where I reveal that we never see Xarion ever again and his appearance doesn't get brought up either. And also Kravenn is gone forever too. Idk why they did absolutely nothing with these characters (maybe because it's a special issue?) but like DAMMIT another dropped plot thread that could've been interesting 😭 Xarion was gonna go to the spaceship that's outside of Saturn to grab some data so I guess we can assume he got there and like died of natural causes or something idk. He had a stroke rest in peace.

Anyways I'm finally caught back up BITCH (aside from Ghost of the Grotto which will hopefully be up later today) GET READY FOR RAIDER WEEK THIS WEEK!!! WHOOOO YEAH I LOVE RAIDING

[cringebuthappy]

So, here is my little essay for that one person who's interested in my idea.

First things first, my other fic. I translated it, as promised, and you can read it here. I was honestly very surprised that people took it so well. I should thank you for giving me the motivation and courage to share my little experiment with others.

Now to the concept. Its main idea is to describe my subjective perception of Mouthwashing plot, which I developed after watching the trailer and playing The Last One and Then Another. As the developers intended, I mistakenly thought that Curly was to blame for the crash (and thanks to the cake scene from the trailer, it seemed to me that he could sit and talk, lol. This also became part of my new idea), and the main point of the game is to understand why he did it. Around the same time period, I played Cruelty Squad and became so deeply imbued with the atmosphere of corporate suffering and torment of the flesh that I wanted to add it to my work. Depression Nap is the official theme of this fic, check it out.

Below are descriptions of cruelty and references to suicide.

The Earth is slowly dying. Natural resources are almost over, the air is polluted, Sun explosion is just around the corner, people are eating plastic. In order to somehow escape from extinction, humanity explores space in search of a habitable planet, and the most prosperous of people can already leave the dying garbage dump and start living on a large spaceship resort powered by the energy of another star (like in WALL-E). Companies like Pony Express specialize in delivering various stuff to colonizers and refugees from Earth.

Curly developed depression amid general hopelessness. Constant advertisements on TV are saying the Earth will die soon, streets covered in toxic smoke, everything is getting more expensive very quickly and is rapidly falling in quality. Curly is tormented by one thought: before all this is over, the situation will become unbearably bad. And it scares him.

Pony Express, this cheap and unethical company, receives an offer to make a delivery to the very space resort. It takes 5 years to fly there by cargo ship. Of course, during such a long flight, the crew members will simply tear each other apart from boredom. The solution is quite non-standard: to make boredom not a hindrance, to reduce the need for all kinds of pleasures. Create a so-called dopamine block by injection.

My friend, when I told him about it, said: "Yeah, so they have money for injections, but they can't give them a couple of board games and a TV with CDs, right?" Yes, but a couple of board games and cartoons won't help you last five years in isolation. In addition, they still need sexual satisfaction, and dopamine is also responsible for arousal. With one injection, you can forget about the human needs for five years. Minor side effects: problems with perception and the gastrointestinal tract.

One problem with these injections: they react very poorly to sugar. Therefore, there are only sweeteners on the Tulpar.

The dopamine block works poorly on the already depressed Curly, making him feel even worse. He sees the deplorable condition of his crew (imagine someone looking at the drying paint with a manic smile, drooling yellow from their mouth), and after four years of being in this mentally retarded hell, he can no longer tolerate it and decides to commit suicide.

The most painless and quiet way to do this is to swallow something in quantities incompatible with life. In a last rebellious outburst to annoy Pony Express, Curly decides to drink mouthwash, which he knew about due to his position as captain. But wait a minute: this killer mixture contains a huge amount of sugar. As soon as Curly takes a sip, the dopamine block in his head explodes with a huge bright flash. A star is born.

Emotions, desires, years of suppressed excitement pile on Curly at once, and he begins to go crazy. The chemical in his blood mixes with sugar and creates madness.

Fun fact: a lack of dopamine is a sign of schizophrenia.

"We will become great. Let's be reborn among the stars." says Curly during his birthday celebration and crashes the ship a few minutes later.

As I've already said, Curly hasn't lost his ability to speak, and his speeches are full of religious nonsense about rebirth through torment. While the crew is desperately trying to find out why he did what he did, he tells them about the great plans, cosmic dust and the incredible abilities of the human soul. In the end, he convinces the crew to open the cargo hold, after which everyone starts drinking mouthwash for their own reasons. Dopamine blocks break down, everyone starts to go crazy in their own way, converting to a new faith.

Let's look at each character individually.

Swansea. He's already familiar with addiction, but he drinks the most. He turns into a bodyguard, a warrior with an axe in hands, guarding the peace of his idol. Silent and emotionless, like a stone golem, he accompanies Curly, carries him around the ship and protects him from Jimmy's attacks. Realizing how meaningless all these years of abstinence and proper living had been, Swansea suddenly became empty and now can only follow simple and understandable instructions. His soaked brain no longer perceives joy.

Daisuke. He's a child who is looking for a strong mentoring figure, which is what Curly becomes for him. He absorbs all his crazy ideas like a sponge and retells them to other crew members, spreading the word of the prophet. He tries to be like an object of his adoration, like his role model, because he himself has no stable goal and no understanding of how to achieve it.

Anya. May all her fans forgive me, but in this universe she is a nymphomaniac. And before you try to strangle me, let me explain.

No, she wouldn't throw herself at every member of the crew in a wild fit of passion. Despite everything, she is still Anya, a modest and reserved girl. She aches with desire, but hides it deep inside, swallows it and continues to be obediently silent. She is like a concubine by the king's side - meek, obedient, confident in him, unconfident in herself.

Why is this necessary? Firstly, to create a striking contrast with the original and emphasize the evil irony. Secondly, to reveal one of the aspects of my hyperbolized dopamine explosion, which, among other things, manifests itself in increased sexual desire. Thirdly, to pay homage to the book/game I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream (listen, listen! I HAVE NO MOUTH THAT I MUST WASH), in particular to the character Ellen, who was chaste before the events of the book, but after turned into a sex addict (in the game she was sexually assaulted before the apocalypse).

Jimmy. Ironically, he remained the most adequate member of the crew, because he didn't drink mouthwash until the last moment. He was unsociable and communicated only with Curly, and therefore felt deeply betrayed when he crashed the ship. Despite a long and close relationship, Jimmy didn't understand how Curly's depression worked, and all possible reasons for his action seemed stupid and far-fetched to him. He misses the Earth a lot, misses simple joys like favorite dishes and sunny weather, and gets very angry when Curly, like a propaganda radio, broadcasts that Earth is bad and they need to forget about it. Jimmy is the only one who keeps asking Curly why he messed up everything, and when he gets a vague, delusional answer, he hurts Curly, and then tries to kill him, after which he is tied up, forcibly watered with mouthwash and left under Swansea's supervision.

Further events may seem a little strange. That's because I haven't really thought them through. Inspiration comes during writing, but I never got to this stage.

Six months after the crash, Daisuke, after listening to Curly, commits self-immolation, trying to become like his mentor and, according to his twisted theory, be reborn into an immortal disembodied being, carelessly plowing the expanses of space. Jimmy, taking advantage of the situation, puts pressure on Swansea's guilt and convinces him that this can't go on, that Curly needs to be stopped. Swansea frees Jimmy, and they head to the medbay, where Anya has already closed up with Curly and a gun. When Jimmy and Swansea do get inside, Anya, frightened by the axe, shoots the entire barrel at Swansea. Scared and angry, Jimmy picks up an axe and rushes at her. In result: Anya is killed, and Jimmy is left alone with a rotting source of insanity, hallucinations and addiction to mouthwash.

Jimmy continues to live on the ship with Curly. Oh, look, the captain has become normal again! He's grown over his skin, started walking again!

'course not. There he is, Curly, lying dead. He died shortly after the rest of the crew. Jimmy was left with corpses and a nonexistent friend pouring sugar poison into his mouth and ears.

After an indefinite amount of time, the Tulpar, floating freely through space, falls on the radars of that very resort ship. A small shuttle with a reconnaissance team separates from it and decides take Jimmy to the base. Jimmy, obeying an imaginary Curly, kills everyone in the shuttle, gets behind the wheel and directs his kamikaze ship at full speed directly into the side of the resort ship.

Because we survived for a reason, Curly tells him, putting his nonexistent hand on his shoulder. We've become prophets, we're obliged to enlighten humanity. Through torment, we will all be reborn and become stars. Careless deities living in the boundless cosmos.

WITH YOUR FEET ON THE AIR AND YOUR HEAD ON THE GROUND

TRY THIS TRICK AND SPIN IT

YEAH

Yes, I love Fight Club.

Well, that's all. The ending is open, but I think it's quite understandable. If you want to discuss something else, let me know, I like to chat. Thank you for reading my little flight of fancy.

[real-saturn]

LISTEN UP, BECAUSE I’M ABOUT TO UNLEASH THE RANT TO END ALL RANTS ABOUT THE ABSOLUTE TRAVESTY THAT IS URANUS. THIS ISN’T A JOKE. THIS ISN’T ME BEING “FUNNY.” THIS IS RAW, UNFILTERED FURY FOR THE MOST USELESS, PATHETIC, GLORIFIED ICE BALL EVER TO CURSE OUR SOLAR SYSTEM. EVERYONE WANTS TO LAUGH WHEN YOU BRING UP URANUS—BECAUSE THE ONLY THING THIS STUPID PLANET IS GOOD FOR IS ITS DUMB NAME. AND YOU KNOW WHAT? EVEN THAT IS AN INSULT TO EVERYONE'S INTELLIGENCE.

WHY DOES URANUS EVEN EXIST?!? IT’S SITTING OUT THERE ALL SIDEWAYS LIKE IT’S SO SPECIAL. NO, URANUS, YOU’RE NOT SPECIAL. YOU’RE JUST ANOTHER FROZEN GAS GIANT TAKING UP SPACE, ACTING LIKE WE CARE ABOUT YOUR STUPID AXIS TILT. YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL BECAUSE YOU ROLL AROUND IN A WEIRD WAY? WELL, GUESS WHAT? NOBODY ASKED FOR THAT! YOUR ENTIRE *PERSONALITY* IS JUST, “LOOK AT ME, I’M DIFFERENT!” WELL, CONGRATULATIONS, URANUS, YOU’RE DIFFERENT IN THE MOST USELESS, OBNOXIOUS WAY POSSIBLE.

LET’S TALK ABOUT THOSE MOONS. *TWENTY-SEVEN* FREAKING MOONS?! FOR WHAT, URANUS? WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH ALL THOSE MOONS? CAN YOU EVEN NAME THEM WITHOUT LOOKING IT UP? NO! BECAUSE THEY’RE IRRELEVANT! NOBODY CARES ABOUT UMBRIEL, TITANIA, OR WHATEVER ELSE YOU’VE GOT HANGING AROUND. YOU’RE JUST COLLECTING SPACE ROCKS AND CALLING IT A “SATELLITE SYSTEM.” GET OVER YOURSELF. STOP HOARDING MOONS AND GET A REAL JOB!

AND OH, THE ATMOSPHERE? METHANE. IT’S BASICALLY A GIANT BALL OF FART GAS. AMAZING. I’M SO IMPRESSED. EVERY TIME SOMEONE SAYS, “BUT URANUS IS SO BLUE,” YEAH, THAT’S BECAUSE IT’S BASICALLY AN ENDLESS VOID OF METHANE. THAT’S WHAT WE’RE DEALING WITH HERE, FOLKS. YOU’RE JUST A GIANT, COLD, USELESS SPHERE OF SPACE FARTS, AND YOU HAVE THE AUDACITY TO THINK YOU’RE SOMETHING SPECIAL. YOU’RE NOT. YOU’RE JUST *STINKY.*

AND DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON HOW FAR AWAY YOU ARE. NOBODY WANTS TO TAKE A ROAD TRIP TO URANUS. WHY? BECAUSE IT’S POINTLESS. EVEN NASA CAN BARELY BE BOTHERED TO CHECK IN ON YOU, BECAUSE GUESS WHAT? THEY KNOW YOU’RE A DEAD-END WASTE OF SPACE. IF I HAD A SPACESHIP, I’D GO ANYWHERE ELSE. JUPITER, SATURN, EVEN MARS, BUT URANUS? NOT IN A MILLION YEARS! YOU’RE SO BORING THAT EVEN THE ROBOTS AREN’T INTERESTED. YOU ARE A LITERAL BLACK HOLE OF EVERYONE’S ATTENTION AND TIME.

SO, URANUS, IN CONCLUSION, YOU ARE THE LAUGHINGSTOCK OF THE SOLAR SYSTEM. YOU CONTRIBUTE *NOTHING.* YOU’RE A FROZEN GLOB OF NOTHINGNESS THAT CAN’T EVEN ORBIT PROPERLY. YOU’RE A MISERABLE ATTENTION-SEEKER WITH A FARTY ATTITUDE, A TON OF USELESS MOONS, AND YOU’RE MORE USELESS THAN AN ASTEROID BELT. I DON’T CARE WHAT SCIENTISTS SAY ABOUT GAS GIANTS OR THE OUTER PLANETS, YOU’RE DEAD TO ME, URANUS. PACK IT UP.

[mysticstarlightduck]

OC Headcanon Tag!

Thanks for the tag, @thepeculiarbird (here)!

Rules: use this headcanon generator to generate some headcanons for your OCs! How accurate are they?

I'll go with the cast of Supernova Initiative and The Forgotten Ones for this one!

SUPERNOVA INITIATIVE

Jack believes in ghosts and insists on trying to summon one at every sleepover.

You know what? This is canon now. I think Jack doesn't actually believe in ghosts but insists on trying to summon one just to spook out Deimos.

Deimos sings in the shower.

Omg, no lol. Deimos is so anxious about what people think of him and seeming perfect all the time, he would feel too awkward to do that and risk the others in the spaceship hearing him.

Cassiopeia has an incredible long-term memory but an awful short-term memory.

Eh... I mean, if she has been pulling all-nighters and drinking too much coffee I can definitely see her forgetting short-term stuff really clumsily, but she normally has pretty good long-term and short-term memory.

Vesper is very good at walking in platform heels.

I mean... she's a cyborg so she probably has uncannily good walking balance, so likely yes. But since she's all about practicality, she ain't trading her special combat boots (that have built-in wheels she can activate) for anything in the known universe lol

Aleks knocks people over by hugging them.

I can actually see that happening fr. Aleks is really clumsy, and is also really friendly and loves a good prank, so he's the perfect mix for this to happen lmao.

Noctus is oblivious to any and all romantic interest someone may show him.

THIS IS ACTUALLY CANON. Noctus is as oblivious as a doorknob to any kind of affection directed to his person and is genuinely confused/weirded out when someone is "too nice" to him.

Gabi has an intense fear of spiders.

Yeah, no. That would be a headcanon more suited to Jack, who has insectophobia, but Gabi? She don't care lol. She will smack a spider with her bare hands and carry on like nothing happened.

Pax almost drank the lethal dosage of caffeine once.

I don't think he likes coffee nearly that much on regular days, but if he had to pull all-nighters to pass an important test or something? I can definitely see him accidentally doing something like this and being hella confused when he wakes up in the hospital.

Ethean has a Roblox account.

Roblox doesn't exist in their universe, most likely, but he probably has an account of the in-universe equivalent of Roblox lmao. He pretends he doesn't but he probably does.

Lyorna is not good with social cues.

Actually canon!!!!

Meridian's favorite subject in school was Math.

Uh. No. They're a theater kid/art kid at heart and don't have nearly enough patience necessary to like math.

Pyerce cries while watching disney movies.

Pyerce is a legendary ex-assassin/mercenary and father of two in his late forties/early fifties. That is to say the answer to this: Yes, he does cry while watching Disney movies but no one shall ever find out.

THE FORGOTTEN ONES

If Arzhel likes someone, they will give them a pretty rock.

... Yes. Just yes.

Elodie tackles and wrestles people to show affection.

Probably! She has three siblings and is a pretty hyperactive street urchin, so I think this is actually really accurate!

Sorin always has a maid dress on her.

LOL NO. HELL NAH. Sorin was raised to be a warrior and is on a journey to get revenge on the man who killed her father, I think she hasn't worn a dress in a while now - mainly because she is pretty attached to her armor, though she does really like dresses - and probably hasn't worn a maid dress ever.

Vivaldah has a pet squirrel.

Not canon, but she would love one!

Finnian desperately needs a hug but doesn't know it and refuses to ask for one.

ACCURATE. This is actually canon!!!!!

Aisling is an introvert.

I mean... this is canon!

Gael could easily survive The Hunger Games.

... With his power on full blast? Oh yeah, but that has bad consequences for him every time he overexerts his powers. With his "regular self"? Yeah, no he dead.

Daragh has one, very simple word that they cannot figure out how to pronounce.

Hm. You know what, this fits his vibe very well for odd reasons.

Tagging (gently): @sleepy-night-child, @kaylinalexanderbooks, @smol-feralgremlin, @oh-no-another-idea, @littleladymab,

@winterandwords, @cowboybrunch, @eccaiia, @sarahlizziewrites, @illarian-rambling

@agirlandherquill, @anoelleart

@leave-her-a-tome, @writernopal, @anyablackwood, @unstablewifiaccess, @forthesanityofstorytellers

@i-can-even-burn-salad, @cakeinthevoid

@lassiesandiego, @thepeculiarbird, @clairelsonao3, @memento-morri-writes, @starlit-hopes-and-dreams and OPEN TAG

[xaveria]

some things you may not guess about me is that i am a planes trains and automobiles special interest girlie i love transportation

im even super into cars and american highway infrastructure even tho it sucks its still fascinating to me (it would suck less if we had better train infrastructure but thats a whole other story. highways still exist and i would always want to have the OPTION to pilot my own vehicle to travel. it rules)

but yeah. i genuinely love driving, i love airports and planes and boats and spaceships and its very funny as an autistic person on tumblr cause i feel like so many in the fandom subculture community are very “not driving” autistics (whomst i love. i will give you all a ride and help you with your flight or navigating a subway system. take my hand)

[mkfshard]

Love Thy Neighbor, or: Things I Want To Say But Speaking Is Messy And Writing Is Precise

For people who believe in souls, you reaaaaally put a lot of stock in bodies, don't you? For those who live according to the flesh set their minds on the things of the flesh, but those who live according to the Spirit, the things of the Spirit.

That's in your book, did you forget?

But of course the spirit is the mind is the spirit, and the mind is an emergent property of the brain which is made of flesh, so when we say 'soul' we're making a distinction for the sake of personal comfort. The wishful thinking that some part of you exists apart from you, that the you you know is just a puppet that your true puppetmaster self controls, as though the strings that tug you around aren't coming from inside.

And damn, that really does sound nice, doesn't it? Who wouldn't want that to set down the strings once in a while, just exist as the puppetmaster, free of the body's tyranny at last?

This isn't to say that the mind isn't special, especially because without it, we would have any idea what 'special' meant, or what any of these other strings of symbols meant, or the concept of 'meant'. The mind is what made all this up. And the mind can remake it, if it wishes.

Dad, when did you first know that you were a man? I don't actually care about the answer, but I'm sure you think you did. I'm sure you think you have no choice.

Would you like to know when I first knew I was a man?

I never did, I do not, and I don't expect to.

Every time someone cut my hair for me when I really didn't want it cut, every time I got stuffed into a suit and my aunts called me 'such a handsome little boy', every time someone said 'you're a guy, you should be able to do this, you shouldn't be such a wimp', every single goddamn follicle on my face has rung absolutely hollow.

And let me make this entirely unambiguous: this isn't low self-esteem. I actually think I'm pretty great, now that I've accomplished some things and understand myself a bit better.

Whenever I was held to some unreasonable masculine standard and fell short, I got frustrated, yeah. Not because of the falling short, but because of the standard. Not once did I feel like they should apply to me at all, or to anyone, for that matter. Not once did they ever feel fair, or aspirational. I had no interest in them. I knew they never applied to me, before I even had the words or the concepts to articulate why.

People know who they are, full stop. There is no greater authority regarding the content of an individual's mind than that individual. From the moment I could conceive of myself as a self, I knew I would never be a man, even though for years I never had a valid alternative. I know that trans people are who they say they are because I know at least half of what they feel, and that is enough.

You want to declare to me my own thoughts? You want to tell me that gender and sex are synonymous, when you refuse to look at what people way smarter than you have to say on the matter? You want to tell me that my true self is an ethereal puppetmaster piloting my body, but essential aspects of that puppetmaster are inextricably and irrevocably tied to the fact that I have a thing between my legs?

Fuck off. Your imaginations are blinkered and withered. You can watch Star Trek all day and think that the message of the post-scarcity spaceship that speaks of capitalism with all the disgust of hindsight and frequently meets aliens that defy our rigid social conventions or exaggerate them to show their flaws... is that the militaristic authority of a wise captain and the organization to which He belongs is paramount, and all the rest is just quirky window dressing.

Mom, you said two funny things to me, and they've stuck in my head for the longest time. To paraphrase, the first was an ~idealistic dream~: 'I wish people didn't feel like they were restricted in what they could do because of their [gender/sex]. People should just live how they like instead of transitioning.'

The more I think about this, the more insane it gets. The first part, yeah! Hell yeah! Arbitrary things like that shouldn't have any bearing on what you're allowed to do!

And then the next part. The true sentiment. Because, no, you don't actually want people doing whatever they want, regardless of their [gender/sex]. If you did, you wouldn't have any problem with the drag queens that make no overtures of being trans at all.

You present this as a utopian dream precisely because you don't believe it'll ever happen, and don't really want it to. You want to give them the whole beach to walk on, then draw a line in the sand an inch from their toes.

The second thing you said, I think I'll save for the end.

For now, it's back to Dad, and something he said. We were talking about masculinity, and a possible project I had in mind; I was considering trying to post videos online, in places frequented by guys who are like who I used to be. Surrounded by ridiculous ideas of masculinity, not having the words or the understanding to work through their feelings, easy prey for the scum of the earth manosphere types who I'm sure I would've been introduced to, had they existed back when I was like that. I wanted to show them that they could embrace the good parts of masculinity, if they wanted to, and discard and disdain the bad. I wanted to show them that masculinity itself can be optional. 'A man' is not something I am, it's something I do; something as easily worn and removed as a ratty old hat, and exactly as valuable in my life.

For the most part, Dad, you were pretty supportive. You said that it would be good for young guys to have a patient, positive role model. Like Jordan Peterson, you said, have you heard of him? Have you heard of Charlie Fucking Kirk?

Yes, yes I have, but that's beside the point. The point is when I was talking at length about masculinity being optional, and you said something, paraphrased, 'For men who don't want to take charge/be a provider/other random masculine things... I don't know what to do with that.'

You... don't know what to do with that? Okay! Sure, that's a good starting point, you've identified something you don't know. Let's figure it out!

Except that the thought ended there. A few seconds after that moment, it dawned on me that your 'I don't know' wasn't a boundless plain of possibility, to you-- it was a yawning cliff, beyond which there was no hope of return. Because you're clinging to a narrow precipice that tells you that the world has certain rules, and you know that some of them are wrong! The one that says 'guys who don't act As Guys Should are failures and should be mocked and ostracized' is one you clearly reject, because you don't think that people should be treated that way.

It's just that you don't have any other rules that talk about them. You don't have the words. They're down the cliff, and the climb down is scary. But please, god, don't be afraid. Once you're on solid ground there's no fear of falling.

Nothing about it can really hurt you, in the end. Nothing about it does, because it exists all around you anyway, in ways you can't perceive. News sites run by the hateful convince you that people who aren't like you are going to ruin the world, and they're doing it NOW, and they present you with all the Logic:tm: and Reason:tm: flavored phrases they need to assure you that fear is the proper response, and to give you stock things to say when you're confronted on that fear, to prevent you from thinking the uncomfortable thought of what if I'm wrong?

But sometimes, something honest slips through. Sometimes, I push hard enough to finally get at the core of all the arguments and moving goalposts you put in my way. Mom, we watched the movie Nimona together, a delightful and touching movie that you wholeheartedly enjoyed until I tried to talk with you afterwards about what it all meant. I think you were angry, because, through my associating that movie with Things You Are Not Meant To Think About, you had to retroactively ruin your own enjoyment of it. I'm not sorry, because I'm not the one at fault for that.

But because you were angry, you said something about trans people that I will never forget. Even inevitably paraphrased, since my memory is not flawless, the honesty shines through. I don't remember what I said, something about you not wanting trans people to exist, but I remember your response.

'I don't care whether or not they exist. I just don't want them to exist where I can see them.'

Here it is. The shining nugget of evil inside you. The heart of bigotry.

On some level, you know that their existence isn't harmful. You know that they're not corrupting children with their sinful existence, you know they're not predators in bathrooms and are in fact more likely to be victimized, you know that they mean you no harm and that all the arguments against them are spurious. You know that they're not just lying to upset their parents.

None of that matters. What matters, underneath everything, peeling back all context and specificity, is that they make you, personally, uncomfortable. And so when someone tells you they can take you back to a time when you didn't have to think about their existence, whatever that means, you follow them without question. Whatever it takes to get them to stop.

Your arguments are not real. They're a smokescreen. You decided on your stance first, based on your own sense of disgust, whether that came from your religion or just your own terror at the world's true complexity, and then looked for whatever faulty evidence that wouldn't stand up to peer review to justify it.

Comfort itself isn't wrong. If I could start working towards a body that truly corresponded to who I am, one that I could feel comfortable in, I would do so in a heartbeat. It just so happens that, at least for now, that's literally impossible because my preferred body is just an undefined value.

But when your comfort is dependent on someone not being allowed to do something that affects only them, and hurts no one except that it makes you uncomfortable to see it, I honestly couldn't care less.

May every pair of girls you see on TV kiss. May trans flags haunt your every waking moment. May you be left with no 'safe' media to retreat to, may you be forced to grow the fuck up, my 50+ year old parents.

My trans friends mean you no harm, and in fact would probably love to meet you, if you didn't think that they don't really exist, or think that they shouldn't exist, or think that they need to be silent, miserable, or dead. Conversion therapy doesn't work, by the way, just wanted to throw that out there.

I miss you. I want to be friends again. I want you to be people I'm proud of being friends with.

But as it stands, you've already seen the last of me. I'll still be there, of course, but only me, and even that fading. You won't know about any relationships or friends I have. If I ever have children of my own, you won't ever know if I can help it. You're just not safe people to expose my loved ones to.

I wish it wasn't the case. But it is. And you're the only people with the power to fix it.

If for no other reason than that you want me in your life, I hope you do.

[leonardoeatscarrots]

So i don't really know much about your fandoms or interests so... idk, would you mind giving me the rundown maybe? Like a little description about the games you like, or some info about your different comics? I want to chat more with you but I'm not sure where to start since I'm not familiar with your fandoms

Haha, that makes sense, my Fandoms can be considered a little niche.

First off, I'm super glad to finally meet you, lol. I've sorta been watching you and Pringles from afar, and you two seem like good friends.

But yeah, I'll happily give you a rundown, thanks for asking ^^

Pathologic/Мор: Утопия is a Russian videogame developed by Icepick Lodge. You play as one of three healers in a bo-hum steppe town, and your goal is to try and save the population from the outbreaking plague. The game has a lot of heavy theatrical influences and is well known for being extremely difficult and cruel. Which means the writing is perfectly catered to my tragedy-loving gay-theater-kid ass.

Karamora/Карамора is a show I got into a while ago. Basically, it's a fictional retelling of the Russian revolution (one of my special interests, lmao), except all the nobles are vampires. It's dumb but it's unironically so well made. Plus it has that twinky ginger guy, Evgeny Schwartz, in it. This show is also what got me on the Russian media pipeline to begin with XD

Lost Splendor was a memoir written by Felix Yusupov (aka the guy who killed rasputin, aka an important figure in the Russian revolution), and it's just incredibly funny for no reason. Man killed Rasputin, but all he could think to write about was how gay and ADHD he was.

Comics. I'm just very normal about them. I have a collection of around 80 different comics, single issues and graphic novels included. My favorites are queer and indie graphic novels, but im also a huge sucker for some of the classics like V for Vendetta. I have yet to purchase The Sandman comics, but they're on my list.

As for webcomics, I'm addicted to those too. I'm probably the biggest fan 5-ever of The Peculiar Compendium of Victor Van Wolfe on webtoons, and I've written a few fanfics and made fanart aplenty, as well as made custom stuffies of the characters. But I have a wide list of recommendations across a lot if genres XD

As for comics that IVE written, I currently have two open to the public on webtoons and tapas.

The first is Spaceships and Vodka, which is my primary comic. It's an anachronistic sci-fi surrounding a band of space pirates. It's a monster of the week style story with a lot of extra narrative told through backstories. It's currently still in the exposition stage and on hiatus.

The other is Gentle Hands, which is technically an AU of S&V. It's a gay romance following a disabled WWI soldier in a shellshock home and one of the nurses he has a crush on. This one is, alas, also still in the exposition stage, but is currently updating one page every other week.

As for like individual OCs, I mostly obsess over my comic characters. I don't typically make Fandom OCs.

My absolute pride and joy is Craig. He's also the fan favorite thus far.

I don't even know where to begin with him.

I have a bio for him and some other OCs I think, but I have yet to actually fill out any more >>_>> executive dysfunction my beloathed.

The full main cast list includes

Craig

Mirium

Derick

Terric

Carl

As well as Erasmus, Rusty, Cipher, Jadyn, and Jesper as some other extras.

So long as I'm here I may as well finish all the bios and make a master post lol...

[ahigherdestiny]

My two cents on Dragonball Daima

Since my blog is heavily linked to the Supreme Kai and everything around him I was more than intrigued to watch the new show. Next to the fact that I am curious about any new Dragonball content, I was also scared to watch it because of expected changes around our beloved Kaioshin.

Canon?

Well… kinda. I see it as an AU rather than a straight story with a flawless timeline. GT, Super and Daima are the three AUs of the show as well as all the games and manga are parallel universes.

New stuff:

I really adore the artstyle and designs of most of the characters. The new characters with King Gohma and Degesu and so are really interesting so far. They gave them nice depths and flaws. Especially the reason WHY they wanted to shrink Goku and his friends back down to kids.

Retcons:

Well… some of them will take a while to get comfy with. There are things i like, like Shenron just giving out three wishes for his bros rather then granting one to a stranger. Also Mr Popos horns where so cute and i liked it really much. Other things are … really not my type. I dont like Shins and Kibitos new colors. Yes, i know that Shin looked like that in the original manga, but Kibito didnt. Even with even more trans colors, i dont really like them. Idk why, but I just think that all this pastell looks incredibly ugly on them. Also, why did they give Kibito the exact same colors?

Long story short: i dont think ill ever use these new colors on them. Same goes with their way of defusing. I didnt buy Shins smile when he talked of casually going to the pink big blob with the face that haunted him for millenia, just to ask to be swallowed to see if his thesis is right. Nah, I dont buy it. Dont like it any bit.

Shins lore:

Siblings, Demon Realm, Spaceship, a new race name… Yeah, thats a lot to handle in the first three episodes. Simply because I already had a good idea about him and his people in my head, which now has to be restructured. Though, I think its manageable like this. Well, until now. I dont know what will come and if ill like it.

What i really like was the fact that he cant teleport. It seems to be a rare skill even for Kais and makes Kibito special. Also they kept Shins personality more serious and suspicious instead of the scared-cat-idea of Super, which i really liked.

[starscreativity101]

Hello, I know I haven't been here in a hot minute, which translates to like a full year give or take. Burn out, depression, anxiety, and the loss of technically two spleens will do that to a person.

But beyond that I am back to squeal about the episode thats been in all our minds, episode 8 of murder drones! So spoilers ahead.

Omg omg omg space! I mean I was hyped from episode 7 because of Uzi ending up in space. And space is a special interest and hyperfixation of mine. But the fact that Glitch went all out with the details, makes me so incredibly happy!

Like aaaaaaaaa there's no sound when they're in it, or the spaceship is broken making the space come in! That detail made me kick my feet so hard.

The whole spaceship causing so much force

And don't forget about that burning falling scene!

The fact that the entire cast is robots hit me so hard, cause none of them had to worry about breathing, in fact them interacting with space, gravity acting wonky, etc. I love it, I have a new favorite thing I want to see more of.

Also new favorite thing

Cyn piloting Tessa like a flesh puppet. Like her ankle legits twists and it gets repaired in a split second, holy hell it's horrifying but I love it! She even fucking bleeds and tries to lick her own blood.

Also J! She knew! She knew Tessa was Cyn! She went along cause she thought it was inevitable, she thought you couldn't win against that force!

That whole fight where they're having to fight not only Cyn but the illusions she conjures? Amazing. The nightcore being explained in universe by being on an mp3, hilarious.

Also Uzi is now the new host for the absolute solver, and that eye palette makes her look so frigging cool, I have a new design piece I wanna add to my characters now.

They also get to go back to a kind of normal life, and that's sweet. Yes their world is very fucked because of Cyn, but it's not unlivable for them. They are able to survive and go on. They get to watch shows together

While I didn't predict Uzi and N ending up dating each other. I legit don't mind, they're cute together and balance each other out in the immense amount of horror happening to them.

Also Uzi giving her tail a voice, only for Cyn later to be that voice? Foreshadowing I wasn't expecting? Yeah alright that's pretty cool ngl

All in all, I'm glad I got to watch this show. Even if I never finished my breaking down of the episodes, I still got to theorize and watch this amazing show to its conclusion. Plus now that's its ended, I can finally make ocs for it, because I tend to stray away from series that are ongoing for a couple reasons. I think a slice of life for the aftermath would be entertaining to make lol

[dballzposting]

Pan thinks that she and Trunks have something special becasue they went to space together but his POV is very different. She thinks that they're inexorably bonded now and they know the secrets of the universe that You Dont and she thinks that you could never understand what they share... she thinks that she knows him so well and she thinks that it gives her special VIP privileges akin to being friends with the resident prince (she doesnt think highly of him it's just rhat hes older). She thinks that shes special and that they have something special that Normies Like You could Never Understamd ... . . . And shes too cool to tell you

And every time she learns something about him that she didnt know before shes SO indignant. Shes like "Why didnt you tell me?!" and hes just like "Why would I-?" It's not like they were up there in space telling each other secrets. They were going on adventures and sitting around the same campfire on foreign worlds but they werent, like, talking about Trunks's favorite video game or anythinf. Actually they were talking about Pan's favorite video game if they were talking about video games

And shes so indignant every time she learns anything about him and usually he blows it off but since it keeps happening there is a time where he puts her on the spot a bit. Shes like "How come *I* didn't know that you will only tolerate conditioner of a certain scent and nothing else??!?" and hes like "You know what Pan. At any time you could have glanced around the spaceship shower. That was always an option for you."

She thinks that they have something special but from his POV he had to babysit and the whole thing was really stressful becasue hes not good at that and he just wanted to make sure that no one died. So he kind of let her do her own thing becasue hes not interested in bossing her around but also it almost ended in disaster so many times becasue of that. Technically they're more bonded than they were before but he doesnt think that they have anyrhing special for it

But she thinks that theyee ride or die and it finally comes crashing down the day that she needs to get into a PG-13 movie. To her friends shes like "dont worry about it .. I got connections. I know a guy. He owes me one." And shes soooo sure that Trunks is gonna get her into this movie

And without fanfare or hesitation hes like "yeah no. No. Absolutely not. That movie sounds terrible."

...... And he wont change his mind. And that's just it. And she is SO. So so so. Hurt and Mad about this