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the-cosmic-cauldron · 4 months ago

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❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 Pick A Pile: Your Future Lover Is Craving You: Their Love Letter For You❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

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Pile 1

Dear Love,

I am your future lover, and I want to express some things to you. When I come into your life, you will be at a point where you are thriving—confident, charismatic, and looking incredible. I will see that, and I will want that. I will be drawn to you, captivated by your energy. Among everyone else, you will be the one who stands out, the one whose presence is magnetic. Your personality will sparkle, full of charm and individuality, and I will fall for you—hard.

In falling for you, I will feel a release from my past. You will bring a fresh, revitalizing energy that makes me forget what came before, not out of avoidance, but because I will be so immersed in the present moment with you. You will be my peace—not someone who brings conflict or resistance, but someone who walks alongside me on my journey. We will share aligned values, deep compatibility, and a natural ease in our connection. Communication between us will flow effortlessly, and doing things together—planning dates, traveling, working toward goals—will feel seamless.

With you, life will feel lighter. You will ground me while also pushing me forward. I will not just see you as my partner in love, but as my partner in life—someone with whom I can build, create, and overcome. We will support each other in ways that make our struggles feel surmountable. Whatever strengths I have, I will pour into you. Whatever strengths you have, you will pour into me. And together, we will work through our weaknesses, strengthening each other as we go.

I believe our love story will begin beautifully, with an intoxicating yet healing energy. It will be filled with joy, passion, and growth. And I do believe we will build a family together—have children, create a home, and establish a life that intertwines us even deeper. But I also feel that at some point, the challenges of family life may slow us down. The growth we experience in the beginning may stall as we adjust to the reality of having children. While our relationship will bring expansion in many ways, the responsibilities of family life—pregnancy, childbirth, financial strains—may present hurdles that test us.

At first, we will be in constant motion, moving forward, achieving, and evolving. But when children enter the picture, the dynamic may shift. The focus will turn inward—toward home, stability, and responsibilities—and while that is a beautiful thing, it may also challenge us. Financial adjustments, the strain of new responsibilities, and the weight of building a solid foundation may make things feel difficult for a while. We may find ourselves struggling to navigate the balance between love and responsibility, between passion and obligation.

Even through those struggles, I will still want to be there for you. I will still want to stand beside you. No matter the challenges we face—whether it’s financial strain, growing pains, or adjusting to a new life—I will be by your side. You will be my person, my love, through the thick and thin. And even when things get tough, I know that we will find our way, because our love will be built on something real, something strong, something worth holding onto.

Sincerely,

Your Future Lover

Pile 2

Dear Love,

This is your future lover, and I am writing to you to share what our future love will be.

When I meet you, it will be a time in my life when I deeply desire a partner—someone I can love, someone I can devote myself to, someone I can be patient with. I want something that builds over time, something solid and unshakable. I crave immense love, loyalty, and stability, and you will be the person I want to experience all of that with.

I will want you so badly. I will crave your presence, the warmth of your body, the scent of your skin. Wearing your clothes and feeling the lingering trace of your cologne or perfume will make me feel at home. I will cherish holding your hand, rubbing your thigh, massaging your hair, and gazing into your eyes. The simple things—sharing meals, cooking for each other, taking showers together, drinking tea or coffee while talking for hours—will fill my soul. Every moment with you will feel rich and meaningful.

We will talk every day, check in with each other, and build a connection that feels like forever. You will bring me so much satisfaction, so much pleasure. We will experience joy in the little things—going out to eat, exploring the town, having game nights, watching movies, singing karaoke, baking together, and just being silly. Our love will be deeply physical, deeply emotional. We will devour each other with our eyes and cherish moments of intimacy. We will affirm each other, pour into each other, and give one another the love we have always needed but never fully received.

Being with you will feel like an awakening—like my prayers have been answered, like my manifestations have come to life. You will be the one, my solid foundation, the person I am most loyal to. Our love will be something to bask in, something undeniable and powerful.

But love is not without its challenges. We are human. Life is not perfect.

In the beginning, we will be swept up in the beauty of our connection, focused on the love, the passion, and the excitement of our future. But there will be things left unsaid—truths we haven’t shared, details we overlooked. And eventually, those things will resurface. The unspoken will come to light, forcing us to see our relationship from a new perspective.

This revelation will put us in a difficult place—a rocky, tumultuous period where we will need space from each other. I don’t believe we will separate forever, but I do believe we will need time apart to process everything, to reflect, and to be honest with ourselves. Our loyalty to each other will make it hard to walk away completely, but the weight of what we learn may make it impossible to continue as we were.

Do I think this break will last long? No, but I do believe it will be necessary. We will need time to sit with the truth, to hold ourselves accountable, and to return to each other with honesty, not just devotion. When we find our way back, our love will not just be about loyalty for loyalty’s sake—it will be real, raw, and built on a foundation of truth.

I look forward to meeting you. I hope our story doesn’t scare you.

Sincerely,

Your Future Lover

Pile 3

Dear Love,

This is your future lover, writing you a love letter to tell you how things will unfold between us.

I am so excited to meet you because when I do, I will be in a period of my life where I deeply want you. I will crave you, and everything about you will satiate that longing. You will bring something into my life that is beautifully predictable—not the kind of predictability that is boring, but the kind that is comforting. You will be like warm tea after a cold day, like soft blankets fresh out of the dryer wrapping around me. When I lay beside you at night, caressing your skin as you fall asleep, you will be my comfort and peace. You will be the bed I collapse into after a long day.

You will be the person I devote myself to. When I look into your eyes, I will know—you are the one. I will see in you something I deeply crave, something solid and grounding. Your presence will feel like a high—not because I am high, but because being around you will fill me with a new energy, something I have never felt before. I will get wrapped up in who you are.

But our relationship will not be easy. It will be difficult—very difficult.

As much as I want to devote myself to you, as much as I want to be your one and only, I feel like our connection will be filled with pain. I don’t even know if we will make it to a full relationship because I sense that before we even reach that point, things will begin to unravel. It will feel like everything is working against us, preventing us from truly coming together as life partners. The idea of us reaching the heights of marriage or long-term commitment will feel just out of reach. And that is unbelievably sad.

Our story will be filled with pain, drama, and unexpected twists—moments that leave us questioning why something that feels so good can turn so bad. Why us?

I believe that when we meet, we will both be in a period of isolation—not very social, not out in the world, just existing in the monotony of daily life. It will be a time of routine—waking up, going to work, coming home, repeating the cycle. When we find each other, we will break that routine. We will awaken something in each other, pulling ourselves out of our shells. At first, it will feel exciting, like a spark reigniting within us.

But we won’t be ready for the kind of love we feel.

Instead of healing before we met, we will have spent our time avoiding. We may have reflected on the past, but we will not have truly healed from it. And because of this, our traumas will surface, our wounds will reopen, and the love we crave will collide with the pain we have yet to confront.

I don’t think we will ever make it to a full relationship. We will recognize that, despite our longing for each other, we are not truly ready. And though this awareness won’t be enough to shield us from the inevitable pain, it will be enough to stop us from forcing something that is not healthy.

I see a pattern repeating—a past that refuses to stay in the past. Old wounds, unresolved issues, and lingering scars will rise again. One of us will want more, will strive for something deeper, while the other will remain stuck—caught in the grip of trauma, unable to move forward. This imbalance will become the defining struggle of our connection. One of us will crave devotion, while the other will be weighed down by pain.

And then, the chaos will come. Sudden changes, unexpected upheavals—circumstances that will rip us apart before we ever truly come together.

In the end, I fear I will walk away from this feeling wounded, betrayed, and heartbroken—like I have been stabbed in the back, left to pick myself up from the floor while you walk away, already familiar with this kind of pain.

Maybe you are the wrong person for me. Maybe you are still stuck on your past—on an ex, on memories you haven’t let go of, on pain you haven’t confronted. Maybe I will fall for your physical presence, for the way you move, the way you look, the way you make me feel, without realizing the weight of everything you carry underneath.

Perhaps that’s where I go wrong—falling for the illusion, for the pleasure, for the way you ignite something within me, only to later uncover the wounds you hide beneath the surface.

Meeting you will feel like a chef’s kiss, like watching the sunrise—something breathtaking and beautiful. But the ending will be tragic. I will be left on the floor, knives in my back, while you walk away, untouched, as if this was always meant to happen.

I hope we do not follow this path. But if we do, know that I will always wish you the best, because I understand—there are some things in life that we simply cannot control.

Sincerely,

Your Future Lover

Pile 4

Dear Love,

This is your future lover, writing you your first love letter.

When I first meet you, I know you’ll play hard to get. You’ll have your walls up, your defenses high, unwilling to let me in. You’ll act strong, solid—like no one can break through your barriers. You’ll put on a bravado, a show of indifference. If I speak sweetly to you, you’ll pretend to be unfazed, unaffected. You’ll give me the cold shoulder, acting as if you’re too busy, too focused, too independent to entertain me. When I call, you might tell me you have something to do, just to avoid letting me in. Even though you know I want to speak to you, to serenade you with beautiful words, you’ll resist. Not because you don’t want me, but because you’re afraid to let me in.

I know you’ll find me attractive—mesmerizing, magnetic even—but something in you will tell you to keep your guard up. And you’ll listen to it. But the thing is, I like a little challenge. I like a person who plays hard to get, who has resilience, who doesn’t fold so easily. Because if you have the strength to keep your walls up, I know you’ll have the strength to love me fiercely when you finally let them down.

At first, it’ll frustrate me. I’ll want to take you out, to spend time with you, to be near you. You’ll look so good, carrying yourself with grace and charm, and I won’t be able to resist wanting you. But since you’ll keep playing hard to get, I’ll have to fall back. I won’t push too hard because I respect your space. You’ll win—for a while. I’ll step back and let you do your thing. But that won’t stop me from thinking about you. How could I? Someone as beautiful, as handsome, as captivating as you isn’t easily forgotten.

And then, one day, you’ll reach out. After all the games, after all the pretending, after all the walls you built, you’ll fold. You’ll hit me up out of nowhere, and I won’t even be expecting it. By then, I’ll have accepted that maybe you just weren’t ready, that maybe we weren’t meant to be. But when you finally text or call, I’ll be caught off guard, pleasantly surprised.

I’ll realize then that you never rejected me—you were just dealing with your own baggage. Maybe you were still caught up in a past relationship, still healing from old wounds. Maybe you’d been played before and thought I was just another person who would do the same. But I never wanted to play with your emotions. I only wanted to love you. Loyalty means everything to me, and when I say I’m loyal, I mean it.

Once you open up to me, everything will fall into place. The timing will be perfect. When I chased you, it wasn’t right. But when you come to me willingly, it will be. We’ll start talking, and it’ll feel effortless. We’ll have fun, laugh together, share our secrets, and grow closer. You’ll finally let me hold you, and I’ll never want to let go.

Our intimacy will be intense, our connection undeniable. We’ll be on the phone for hours, sending texts all day, spending every moment we can together. Being with you will feel like home. It’ll feel like we’ve known each other forever, like our souls recognize each other. You’ll be my soulmate, and I’ll be yours.

I won’t just want you—I’ll need you. You’ll be my forever person, the one I want to build a life with, the one I want to create a family with. Together, we’ll move forward, leaving behind the past and embracing a future filled with love, trust, and devotion.

Our relationship will be built on reciprocity—giving, receiving, showing up for each other in ways no one else ever has. And no matter what life throws at us, I will love you. I do love you. I always will, forever and always.

Sincerely,

Your Future Lover

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littlemssam · 8 months ago

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Patch Updates

As always delete old Mods Files and the localthumbcache, when updating my Mods!

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Make sure to download the updated XML Injector when you Patch your Game!

Patch 1.110.265 Updates (All other Mods should still be compatible!):

Advanced Birth Certificate Anti Heat Pill (Pets) Autonomous Gardening Autonomous go Jogging when Sims are Stressed & Children can Jog too Better Butler (and Hire more Butler) Better Nanny (Second Nanny & more) Calendar Tweaks Carryable Performance Stage plus Sing Songs! Collectibles (Rock Digging) Rework (Slower/Harder) Flea Market appears every Sunday Food Delivery Service Go for a Walk with Cats Healthy Drinks Hire certain Vet Employees Hire certain Sims (incl. Family Members) at Restaurants Housewarming Party (instead of Welcome Wagon) Improved Kids Night Light Improved Practical Spells Kids can go for a Walk with Dogs Let Friends Age Up More Away Actions More Buyable Venues and new Venue Types More Woodworks My Little Neighborhood Objects don't share Inventory Parenting Skill for Teens & more Personal Objects (Computer, Tablets & more) Power Napping on Sofas Pregnancy Overhaul - Pregnancy Belly Part Pregnancy Overhaul - Can do more Part Retail Overhaul - Hire certain Employees Part Retail Overhaul - Go Shopping – More Options Part Sell more self made Woodwork at the Flea Market Sleep In Small Archaeology Overhaul Small Invite to Hang Out Overhaul Teach me the Rumbasim

Random Small Mods

Auto Grab Drink when Eating Purchased Items delievered via Mail Keyboard Piano sounds Copy Graduation Photos and Diplomas Better Power Water Production Higher Skill Faster Candle Making Bouncer Only Homeless Sims Fan Stans Only Homeless Sims New Hug Animation If Confident No Auto Club Gathering (Active Household) Horse Jump Parkour Teen Can Buy Lottery Ticket NPCs Auto Massage & Meditation Vampires No Cold Breath Lower Fire Chance Vacuum Time and Autonomy Changes Release all Ghosts & Get Urn for

Random Bug Fixes

Deliver Baby at Hospital Elevator Fix for Toddler & Pets Murphy Beds Fix Trait Buff Fixes Weather NPC Deaths

Probably obsolete, pls remove and test without it:

Stop Eating Spoiled Food Fix

EA patch fixed that in 1.110.265 "Sims will not eat spoiled food autonomously."

Other adopted Mods

Always keep a Doctor at Hospital Change Into Towel Everywhere Faster Gardening Homework Tweaks Immortality Potion Tweaks Keep Books after Publishing Kiss Neck for Adults More traumatic divorce for Children Play Cards Anywhere Subject Homework Tea for Children Violin & Guitar Bugfixes

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astarioslabs · 30 days ago

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msbarrows · 1 year ago

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Argh... so I've been reading in Scum Villain's Self-Saving System (SVSSS) fandom recently. And it's given me a new pet peeve about formatting and TTS. A bunch of the authors in that fandom are using black lens brackets to indicate the 'system' voice, 【like this】, because the original novels do, and, yeah... unfortunately that's not always compatible with TTS (definitely not with google's TTS engine, and testing with various other online TTS engines gives mixed results).

Guess how I know they're called black lens brackets.

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Go on, guess.

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YUP! They get read aloud! Every. Single. Time. They. Appear. Open black lens bracket like this close black lens bracket.

Please resist using the novel's formatting and just use regular square brackets instead! Which do not get read aloud unless there's a space in a bad position, [ like this ]. If you want to be fancy, maybe use <tt>...</tt> formatting or a monospaced font such as courier to make it stand out more as something mechanical.

[Like this]

Which reminds me, another bad formatting choice I've bumped into multiple times (and I can't remember if I've mentioned this one before) is where authors use something <like this> to indicate things like speaking mind-to-mind, or that someone is speaking a foreign language (despite the actual text still being in English). Cool. Neat. Also not TTS compatible, unless you like repeatedly hearing less than and greater than mixed into the text. But guess what - there are already perfectly serviceable ‹single› and «double» angled quotation marks that could be used instead - and since they're recognized as actual quotation marks, they don't get read aloud! Shocking, I know.

Those angled quotation marks could also be another decent option for indication of things like the system voice, obviously.

«Like this»

Thanks to everyone who is already using more TTS-compatible formatting, and to anyone who decides to make some changes to theirs after reading this :)

#Fanfiction #Writing #Formatting #TTS #This has been a rant #Not a terribly serious one #It's just annoying when I go to read something and am just getting into it #And suddenly I'm hearing random punctuation marks #Over and over again #If I was interested enough and have time I might download it on the desktop and run it through editing in calibre to make it TTS compatible #But often I just sigh and skip that fic until I've time for reading visually #Or sometimes just skip it entirely

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typewritingyip · 1 month ago

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The Arcturus Missions

Part Forty Five - Attachment Issues

Part Forty Four

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Pilots go through a range of testing before being assigned a mech suit, starting with the initial compatibility testing.

Much like the United States ASVAB (Armed Services Vocational Aptitude Battery), a standardized test that helps gauge the aptitude for those attempting to enter the military. To help with placement in specific military roles. Pilots have a similar written test.

The CEFP (Compatibility Effect for Future Pilots), which assesses the future pilots potential for compatibility, a seventy-five percent and above is necessary to continue onto the physical compatibility test.

Compatibility tested is run and maintained by the different organizations with mech suits across the plant, the tests are all roughly similar and maintain the same standards for pilots. The physical compatibility testing is now, *REDACTED*.

After the physical compatibility testing, which now takes anyone fifty percent compatible and above, they move onto health monitoring and mental health exams.

No person will have implants installed if they are physically incapable of supporting the technology and further none will be installed if they do not have the mental fortitude to withstand the connection to a suit.

There have only been a handful of known pilots to have still carried on to become so after failing any one of the tests listed above. Whether from extreme circumstances, necessary circumstances, or the downright strange.

Pilots are expected to be in peak physical and mental health when piloting, if declines are expected based on a number of scenarios they are quickly moved on from the line for treatment or termination.

All Arcturus pilots were vetted for their fortitudes before launch, multiple times over. No pilot would be sent on this mission if they were deemed stable enough to maintain the fight till the end of their estimated lifespan.

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It was almost making his skin crawl, the way Mirage kept a hand on his arm. Though it was nice while also being one of the weirdest sensations he’d ever felt. Harder to explain than he’d have imagined, being a pilot all these years he was used to just about everything one could experience in a suit, this however was different. He hadn’t noticed the buzzing feeling that was running over his skin, stopping at his bare shoulder while still covering him.

He hadn’t noticed when it started, but now it was hard to not notice. It was subtle but it felt similar to when there was a lightning storm far too close for comfort or when you rest your hand against a plasma orb, even similar to why you rub a balloon against your hair. Static electricity running across his plating, his skin, extending out of him like a shield.

Suppressing a shudder, he sighed slowly, wanting to rest his hand over Mirage’s but for the moment that wasn’t possible. Glancing at him, he tried to smile, his visor brightening slightly. The bits of comfort this mech brought to him seemed boundless.

Mirage was clearly still out of it, smiling stupidly at him, his eyes adjusted to slightly different settings. Like pupils after a concussion, the dent in his head wasn’t exactly pretty.

“You feeling okay Raj’?” The poor mech nodded slightly and swayed worse than slightly, more like stumbling roughly into Hound. Pulling his arm away, he put it on Mirage’s back, “Steady, we’re almost back then Knockout or one of the other medics needs to get a look at you.” Mirage hummed, subconsciously, Hound shifted his grip around Mirage’s shoulders and held him tighter. While Miragens hand went to the spot it always went on Hound’s back.

Covering that missing plating as if it were instinct now, “Yeah, yeah, I think that’s a good idea.” Nodding some, Hound hummed back and kept going, keeping his grip on Mirage, steadying him with each step. If today couldn’t get any worse, then it would mean his luck was actually existent.

The bar's remains were worse than he thought it was, worse than he remembered it being, before the fight, before the ship. It looked less like a bomb went off and more like a tornado had leveled the place. He’d seen buildings in this state back home, but it was usually caused by pilots falling into them or natural disasters.

This was worse than he’d let himself remember, the place they’d all come to love and care for, reduced to rubble. The first step he took onto the pile almost went out from under him, swearing as what remained of his feet clung to the uneven stone and metal.

Sideswipe’s head jerked around, his visor brightening, “We were wondering where the two of you disappeared off to!” The pilots who could move turned and his blood almost ran cold, they all looked just as bad as he felt. Everyone looked worse for wear, none of them had paint left on their suits and the only bit of color was at present coming from their visors.

Not a good look, they all looked like the walking dead. Least to the Cybertronian’s eyes.

He could see his arm was propped up against a crate, which Megatron was sitting on. Breakdown was nowhere in sight and they all looked like a bomb had gone off, but then again that wasn’t far from what actually happened. He felt like hell, heart rate finally starting to come back down for the first time all day.

Moving over slowly, he helps Mirage to sit and turns, “That sucked.” Sunstreaker was wrapped in Bluestreak’s arms, as if being shielded, “I think that’s the understatement of the century Hound, I mean, look at where we’re sitting.” He didn’t even glance around, dragging a hand down his face.

In the distance there was more blaster fire and Megatron hung his head for a long moment, “Hound, I don’t have the right words to thank you and yours.” Megatron’s voice was gruff and Hound shook his head, “Yeah, well, it’s the reason why we’re standing here. Those things are doing that to our home and now here, so we fight, alright?” He didn’t want to be having this conversation, turning around to pace slowly.

There wasn’t any argument in that, from either party, but then again, he couldn’t see Sunstreaker’s face. Damnit, his suit was at the moment an oversized hunk of junk and there was nothing he could do about it till either Knockout was done working or they got back to the apartment. His implants were draining down his neck and burning, he had to do everything in his power to not disconnect.

”Hound, hey, breathe.” A hand landed on his shoulder and he almost slapped it off, turning to look at Jazz. The shift in hue and brightness in his visor was instinctual, nodding a bit, Hound took in slow and deep breaths, “God, we were just trying to relax and everything has to go belly up, huh?” Jazz’s hand patted his shoulder.

The panic was tearing at his throat, sucking in air through restricted lungs, “You!” Closing his eyes for a second, he sighed slowly and turned, “Yeah?” Knockout’s glare was cold, coming out from the shuttle and picking up Hound’s arm, he set his jaw, “You threaten my life again and I’ll kill you.” Nodding slowly, he takes a slow breath, “Yeah Knockout, that’s fair. Now leave me alone.”

But the medic was already shaking his head, “No, no. You're next. Repair bay, now.” Sliding his look to Jazz, he wanted to say something, anything to get out of it but Jazz was shaking his head, “At least get your arm reattached, we’re not evacuating for a bit.” His remaining hand was shaking.

Nodding again, he moves over slowly, walking past everyone else, in all their states of disrepair. Megatron glanced up, but there wasn’t much to his expression at the moment other than pain. He was glad that their visors didn’t show much, making his way onto the small landed shuttle.

They’d be grounded till the Seekers were done, sitting down on one of the crates in there, he glanced towards Breakdown. If he were Cybertronian, Hound would think he was lucky to get the cot. For them not being Cybertronian, it’s pointless. Shifting back on the box, he leveled his glower at Knockout.

He didn’t hate the medic, far from it, but he was in no mood right now. He’d honestly rather be back in the rubble, leaned against Mirage for the foreseeable future. His arm was set across his lap and he stared down at it for a moment, “A seeker shot it off.” The sigh let out of Knockout was like one his father would when he’d brought home more bugs.

”Of course, because they refuse to actually look at their targeting systems.” Grumbling, he went about cleaning the spot at his shoulder, though it wasn’t entirely necessary, “Knockout, you can just reattach it,” “Like hell, your kind do not show enough care in tending to your wounds.” He started to shake his head before his ears were ringing with a smack to his good shoulder.

Knockout stood frozen after that, staring down at his hand and flexing his fingers lightly. After all, humans hadn’t been known to have EM fields.

Wincing, he rubbed his audio input, “God, okay.” Shifting on the crate, he sits forward slightly, closing his eyes with a sigh. Using the arm that wasn’t connected to the suit, he pulls off his oxygen mask, sighing slowly and turning down his microphone. Everything for controlling the suit was within arms reach, even if his arm was numb and buzzing, it was better to use that one then confuse Knockout.

Rubbing his jaw, he sighed slowly, “Just relax Hound, it will take a bit to reattach your arm.” Humming, he tilts back slightly on the crate, leaning his head back against the wall and his piloting chair. Eyes still closed, though able to see.

It didn’t take long for his mind to wander, the numbness in his arm feeling more like a blood pressure cuff than anything else. The light shifts to be nearly painfully bright as he blinks back at it. Everything was scarily familiar and he shifted slightly on the hospital bed, sighing slowly as they took his blood pressure again.

Pilots weren’t supposed to be dealing with these medical issues, they were meant to be healthy. He’d been in the military for crying out loud. The lights being shined in his eyes were incredibly annoying, shifting a bit on the table, “Sir, look, it was just an overly long mission.” He winced again when the light swept across his vision again.

”Your blood pressure is excessively high and you might have a concussion, we are simply checking that it is safe to release you.” Ratchet’s light was the most annoying part of this process and the systematic pressure then release of the blood pressure cuff. Shifting on the bed, he sighs slowly, “Doctor, sir, I understand but I’m already late to some testing.” He winces as Ratchet starts to bring his legs back up ro range of motion.

Sighing, he closes his eyes for a moment, “Sir, really, I have to get to testing. My wife is expecting me for dinner after.” His skin crawled from the words, the memories burning. Ratchet’s hum did not help or soothe the pain from his words, “She’ll be there when you're done, like every pilot's partner. They put up with a lot for pilots, you’re lucky to have found one who saw the appeal.” Only, she hadn’t. They’d been together since before the military, before compatibility, before being a hunter class, all of it and he wasn’t convinced she’d stick around for the rest.

He knew she wouldn’t.

Shifting again, he shakes his head and starts to remove the blood pressure cuff, “I’m tired of this, this isn’t a mandatory evaluation so I’m leaving, sir.” Kup would yell at him later and he’d be dodging tools whenever he was in Ratchet’s presence likely for the rest of time but he needed to be out of here.

Away from the far to bright, prying, lights.

There was a firm rap on the window that made him jump, his heart rate returning to it’s dangerous high when the microphone keyed into the room, “Doctor, I would suggest that you wrap this up. His vitals are stable enough, Hound has to return for further testing.” His stomach sank.

Scientists on Earth were terrifying, all willing to do the unimaginable to further progress, but none like that man. Hiding behind people, a helmet, and now one-way glass. Shockwave was the beast of all MECHA pilots' nightmares. His own included most nights.

Nodding a bit, he moved to get off the table, and the hard shove back jolted him back to reality. The space darkened back to the normal tones and he blinked against it, Knockout in his face, “Wake up and stop moving!” Breakdown was at Knockout’s shoulder, a hand against his cockpit.

Taking deep breaths rapidly, Hound looked around, they were still in the shuttle where Knockout was reattaching his arm. Which by the feel of it, was fixed, and he slowly started to move it carefully.

“He is overtired, the day has been long, for all of us.” Breakdown was looking at Knockout, putting distance between them, “Dealing with medical like this is hard on us, I would suggest finishing the repair then moving on to Sunstreaker.” Knockout’s scowl would have wiped the paint clean from his suit if there was any left.

Nodding firmly, Knockout moves back over carefully, “I just have to fix the plating, so hold still if you can.” Sighing, he nodded and tried not to shift in his seat.

Memories like that always clawed at his mind, but that one was more distinct, clearer than he remembered it. Every time he thought the symptoms from Overuse would fade they made his stomach drop. Then again, like Breakdown said, today had been worse than a normal run of the mill attack.

An executioner, according to Jazz, he’d have to ask Megatron about that. Sure, they all knew deep down that whatever was attacking Earth couldn’t be it, or even their best, but that thing was worse than he’d imagined. His head was spinning lightly, the shifting of his plating grated on his ears.

Hound suppressed the wince, sighing when Knockout stepped back, “Alright, done.” Standing quickly, he moved his shoulder a bit to ensure the range of motion, “Thank you Knockout.” Knockout only hummed as Hound ducked out of the shuttle, not even flinching at the sunshine.

Even with the area still a mess, his missing plating moving around in his cockpit, along with the hard drive looking thing he’d pulled from the Quintesson ship, Hound probably wouldn’t have chosen to be anywhere else. Especially as he was able to sink to the ground next to Mirage and the bot's arm came around him far too easily, shell-shock. That’s all this was, the likely concussion the man had and shell-shock.

—

When Hound came out of the shuttle, he was clearly still trying to get used to the feeling of his arm. Sunstreaker watched with careful eyes, frowning.

The rubble was still relatively quiet, except for the distant bombing and attacks, shouts and orders reverberated through the abandoned streets. Everyone was coming down from their adrenaline highs and it was starting to hit them like a ton of bricks, including him.

He didn’t want to move, he was comfortable where he was and if Knockout came near him again he’d throw his arm at the medics head. The last thing he wanted to do was spend the next hour in medical getting his suits’ arm reattached when he could stay right where he was, Ironhide as lookout and Bluestreak tucked close. His backup, plus his brother within eyesight were enough to keep him calm.

At first, he’d tried to get Sides over with them but he knew the shade to his visor. None of them read visor, not like Cybertronian’s did but they did try to communicate with them. Years of fighting side by side when comms were down meant the subtle changes were obvious to him. They both were fighting their own demons. Of course today would get to Simon, things like this always did, and did they get to Sonny too? Yeah, always, but it had been worse without Blue at his back. It was different for them, both of them. That day all those years ago was different in their eyes. He’d been there and Sideswipe had been at school. It was simple, but it didn’t change the fact they lost their parents when their apartment building collapsed.

It didn’t change that they ended up on the streets because the savings and life insurance they had from mom went into trying to keep dad alive. To keep a man with no fight left in him alive.

They were together, every moment after it, even on a far off alien planet when a different building fell on him, they were in it together. This time though, Sides knew what it felt like when the ceiling came down on top of him. It was tearing his heart out, one of the few things he was relieved about in life, his brother now understood far too well. They all did. Sighing shakily, he tightens his hold on Bluestreak’s arm. He wasn’t having to say much and glad he didn’t have to. Glad to be able to sit there in the quiet for a little while longer.

The arm he held was pinned across his cockpit, the greys almost blending together, but it was protective. More than most could know. So when Knockout came back out of the medical shuttle, he sunk back into Blue’s grip.

“Sunstreaker, you're next.” But he was already shaking his head, “I’m not going anywhere.” Hound didn’t even glance over, “Leave the kid be Knockout, you can fix his arm later.” They shared a look, but Knockout started to shake his head, “You all are hurt and need repairs.” Bluestreak’s grip shifted slightly and Sunny grasped at his arm, “Repairs we can do later.” He kept his voice low, glancing at Sideswipe.

Knockout moves over, offering a hand, “Come on, we’ll get it reattached quickly.” Shaking his head, Sunny takes his fallen arm and throws it straight into Knockout’s face.

Bluestreak was immediately up and pulling him back, as Ironhide and Sideswipe fell in, in front of him, “Alright, that’s enough! He doesn’t want your slagging help right now.” Ironhide was blocking the path mostly, though his eyes kept being drawn to his fallen arm. Megatron was starting at where it had landed. Knockout was breathing heavily, “It is not my fault that their kind have expected them to dress their own wounds! He’s hurt and refusing treatment!” Finally, Megatron stands and moves over carefully, the area falling quiet.

He reaches down and picks up Sunny’s arm, frowning before looking toward him.

Sunny was still behind Sideswipe and Ironhide, being held back by Bluestreak, “Is there a reason why you do not wish to have your arm reattached at this very moment?” Gritting his teeth, he tried to stay calm, “I can think of a million, the number one being that I’m not going into that metal box.” His voice was harsher than he meant it to be, hand clutching at Blue’s, “Number two being that a building just fell on all our heads and I'd rather not be treated by someone who could fuck it up.” Ironhide had to move back in front of Knockout, but he didn’t care, “Number three is I couldn’t give less of a fuck about my arm right now. It’s an appendage, it can be reattached, it’s doesn’t fucking hurt, and it’s the least of my worries.”

An uneasy silence fell over them, Bluestreak gently turning him away, “Come on Sunny, let’s just take a minute.” Nodding, he sighed and put his remaining arm back around Blue. Struggling to breath still, he shoves the visor on his helmet up out of the way to wipe at his eyes, using his missing arm to avoid odd looks. He couldn’t even remove his oxygen mask until he was able to clean out the suit, which was making it all a thousand times worse.

No paint, missing arm, disgusting suit, and all the people around him wanted him to do was make them more comfortable. To hell with them, leaning his head against Bluestreak’s shoulder, he closed his eyes. Letting tears fall as he muted his microphone.

Gasping painfully, he clutches Blue’s back.

It wasn’t the building that put him in this state, it was the fact he had felt defenseless and the one consistent he’d had for the last six months or more hadn’t been there. It hadn’t been safe for the Cybertronian’s, who were all truly hurt, to be out there with them and it was horrible. Had been horrible to have to experience the dread tearing at his throat. To see them all get shredded like their suits didn’t weigh several tons and took hundreds of hours of engineering to make perfect. He loved being a pilot, fighting and killing the Quintessons, it was his life, but today felt so different than it normally did.

Today, it felt like they almost lost.

—

Eventually Sideswipe went to get his visor filled and Mirage was shifted to the cot when Breakdown wandered back out into the sun, squinting against it.

Moving over, the pilots had sort of huddled together now. Like they would in the apartment or, where they were now, the bar. So he moved over and sat with them, the fresh welds for his head glinting lightly against the sunshine. It was only mildly jarring to see Sunstreaker with the missing lower half of his arm, it was worse that they were all stripped down to their ballistic steel. A mix of MECHA stamps and military imprints peeking out from under the normally painted plating. Shifting in his piloting chair, he tried not to groan, his entire body ached.

Hound glanced up, “We’ll get back to the apartment as soon as we can, get some rest before they’ll start trying to figure out how the Quints got in so close.” Nodding a bit, he couldn’t help but rub at his neck, “Before the Quints come back, you mean?” Everyone looked at him and he shrugged lightly, “We all know how this goes. We handled the current infestation, invasion even, have some time and they come back again. Sometimes weaker, other times stronger. This was just a test of their defenses.” Sideswipe swore and Sunstreaker shook his head, even as Bluestreak righted his grip around the poor kids suit.

He didn’t think he’d ever understand that one. Everything he was seeing and had heard, he’d never truly get. Maybe it was because he wasn’t America, raised entirely differently, but that level of connection was so different.

Sighing, Hound slowly nodded, “That’s what I was thinking too.” Glancing back towards Megatron, Hound rubbed his face, “I’ll have a meeting with the Prime and Protector tomorrow, to let them know what we think.” Shaking his head a bit, Hound looked back, “This sucks.” Breakdown almost cracked a smile, American slang was always fun to hear, reminded him of movies he’d watched with his brothers, “That it does, but we’ll get through this. All of us, with our units.” Because they’d split up again, today, they’d all got their asses kicked without their usual back up but today was also extreme circumstances.

Ones that they could face again and again if this was the direction the war was going.

Sometimes, sometimes when they were all able to just sit down and look out their monitors at each other, Breakdown could almost forget he was a man in a suit. That the suit wasn’t just an extension of who he was, of who his family had been even. That seeing the Cybertronian’s just made all of this feel actually normal and not insane.

A nearby speaker bleated out something that sounded vaguely like English and they all whipped their heads towards it staring before starting to laugh. Laugh hard and hysterically, tears sliding down onto their oxygen masks while they gasped for breath, weezing with it. The heartbreak was going to tear them apart of the Quints didn’t do it first.

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A/N

Wow, this chapter took forever. I wrote Hound’s part over the weekend and everything else was just a lot. I loved it though, this is one of my favorite chapters I’ve written.

But next chapter, we might get some MegOp, and Megatron and Hound interactions again! Yay!

Did I plan that? No, but this is how the last five parts of part one are going.

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And once again thank you to @Keferon for this amazing AU!

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gqattech · 9 days ago

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loveemagicpeace · 5 months ago

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February Energy🔥✨🫧

Venus in Aries

Venus in Aries means more action, bold moves, love life will be more lively and can also be impulsive. There can be a very strong defense mechanism in love - and people will not like to talk about, or admit, having been rejected in love. Aries is generally very impulsive, strong, fearless, independent. He likes to have his way. Aries doesn't like people controlling him or telling him what to do.

This position of Venus gives a responsive and impulsive love nature. You are the kind of person who falls in love at first sight and never thinks once before following the dictates of your heart. You are strongly sensual and feel at your most complete when you are emotionally involved with someone. Physical appearance is what first attracts you, but to sustain a love affair you must also find mental compatibility. You are turned off by a sloppy appearance or loud, vulgar behavior. People with Venus in Aries are a curious mixture of sentimentality and aggressiveness. Your emotions are easily touched but you are also demanding and somewhat selfish. Others should not expect you to settle down into calm domestic peace; you are too restless and flirtatious.

This will affect cardinal signs the most: Aries, Libra, Capricorn, Cancer.

Aries Rising-You’re going through a deep re-evaluation of your identity, attractiveness, and desires. You might second-guess your relationships, especially if you rushed into something too fast. Past lovers may resurface, forcing you to confront unfinished business. Financial setbacks could make you reconsider your spending habits. But also 1st house is the house of self. Things related to 1st house: Vitality and strength of body. Parts of body most susceptible to injury and disease ( be careful). Impressions of early childhood. Causes of financial loss and self-disclosure. Money of uncles and aunts (of the same sex as the person). Pleasures and love affairs on long journeys. Long journeys of children and their religious inclinations. Friends of brothers and sisters. This is not good for any changes in appearance.

Libra Rising- Since Aries is your 7th house of relationships, expect major shifts in partnerships. If you’re in a relationship, hidden issues could surface, forcing you to address them.If single, you may redefine what you truly want in a partner. Business partnerships could also be tested—avoid signing new contracts. Things also related to 7th house: Losses due to death. Friends in other countries. Reputation of company where one works. Conflicts, quarrels and fights. Opponents, enemies and rivals. Things that a person struggles to achieve( 7th house is the house of things that are the hardest to reach and connect with). Outcome of illness. Result of work and services. Long journeys of friends. Religious beliefs of friends. Love affairs of relatives. Children of relatives. Entertainment on short journeys. Trips on vacation.

Cancer Rising- You may feel disconnected from your professional goals or want to shift paths. Issues with authority figures, bosses, or public perception could arise. A past career opportunity might return, or you may reconsider a professional relationship. You might feel torn between work and personal life, struggling to balance both. Be mindful of how you present yourself—misunderstandings or past issues could resurface. Workplace romance issues could surface (past lovers at work, or reconsidering professional relationships). You may feel pressure between career and family responsibilities. Be cautious with career-related financial decisions—this isn't the best time to invest in your business, ask for a raise, or make big purchases.

Capricorn Rising-You might re-evaluate your relationship with family or reconsider where you live. Past childhood wounds could resurface, forcing inner healing. If you’ve been prioritizing work over personal life, Venus retrograde forces you to slow down. An old flame could trigger deep emotional realizations about what makes you feel safe in love. Things related to 4th house: Home environment, especially the kitchen. Financial situation of loved ones. Causes of grief due to love relationships. Cause of death of brothers-in-law and sisters-in-law. Health of employees and friends. Inheritances from other countries. A past romantic partner connected to your home/family could resurface. You may realize certain emotional patterns from childhood are affecting your relationships. Avoid impulsive home-related purchases (like renovations, new property, or furniture) during this retrograde.

Leo Full Moon on 12 February

This is a time of culmination, clarity, and emotional release—especially regarding your desires, self-worth, romantic relationships, and creative passions. Stepping into the Spotlight – Express your unique gifts and take up space unapologetically. Romance & Passion – Expect heightened emotions in love, increased attraction, or realizations about relationships. Inner Child Healing – Reconnect with what brings you joy and excitement in life. This Full Moon in Leo is a powerful moment of self-realization and empowerment. It encourages you to fully own who you are, express yourself without fear, and embrace joy and love.

But we all know that leo is dramatic sign so u can expect some crazy dramatic things - Love dramas, crazy arguments, honesty, attention seeking, dramatic news, shocking things that are revealed.

Mercury enters Pisces on February 15th

This is a time when communication becomes more emotional, poetic, and imaginative rather than clear and structured.

☁ Dreamy & Intuitive Thinking – Logic fades, and intuition strengthens. You may feel more connected to your dreams, subconscious, and spiritual insights.

🎨 Creative Expression – Excellent for artists, poets, musicians, and writers. Thoughts flow like water, creating beautiful, expressive ideas.

💭 Foggy or Confusing Communication – Mercury struggles in Pisces, meaning misunderstandings, forgetfulness, and vague communication can happen.

🔮 Spiritual & Mystical Insights – This is a great time for meditation, tarot, astrology, and introspective work.

🧚🏻‍♀️Nostalgic & Emotional Conversations – Old emotions may resurface, leading to sentimental or melancholic moods. Avoid Over-Reliance on Logic – Decision-making can feel unclear or influenced by emotions rather than facts.

On February 23, Mars goes direct, ending its months-long retrograde. Decisiveness Returns – After a period of second-guessing and hesitation, you’ll feel clearer about your goals and next steps. You’ll finally feel ready to act, whether it’s on personal projects, fitness goals, or relationships. Arguments or tensions that built up during retrograde can now find solutions. – You’ll feel more confident in saying what you want and going after it.

-Rebekah🧜🏻‍♀️

#astrology #energy #planets #moon #leo #zodiac signs #aries venus

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It’s ok if you can’t but I would love for the next headcanons for creepypasta character could you do X-Virus.

General HCs

X-Virus/Cody Anderson

Sorry this one is sooooo long. I have so much to say about this nerd.

- Seventeen! Barely older than Toby.

- Roughly 6’0, maybe a little over. He isn’t very toned, since he really just sits in the lab all day.

- White with mostly Welsh heritage.

- He was in foster case from about seven to thirteen. His mom was neglectful and a drug addict so child services inevitably took him away. He was adopted by a pathologist who created and spread chronic diseases that only he knew how to treat, which he profited from since he was the only person who knew how to cure them.

- His foster father had used Cody as an assistant and made sure he knew his way around the lab. They would often test the diseases on animals first and see if the cure worked just enough so that people would continuously come back for medication rather than completely healing. At around fifteen Cody was trusted to be in the lab alone, so he would take the time to test more fatal things on the test subjects. A few years later when he was about seventeen, he was a little too desensitized to fatal infections and death. He thought seeing how animals reacted to his creations weren’t enough to prove the data he wanted.

- With that, he went into one of his lonesome neighbor’s homes in the dead of night and tested one of his viruses on him. He had planned to return home and brush it off, but Slender thought he was too valuable to let him go.

- This dude is a GENIUS, and a massive nerd. Most of the residents overlook it since he’s just a dumb teenager who works in the infirmary, but he’s extremely intelligent. He spends all of his days studying and analyzing data, so it’s kind of a given.

- Mainly gets along with Toby, EJ, and surprisingly Helen.

- Since him and Toby are extremely close in age, they naturally hovered to each other when they first met. They aren’t necessarily similar, but they do have a brotherly connection.

- Him and EJ work together in the infirmary/ lab, so they have to communicate and at least slightly get along. Jack almost sees him as an annoying little sibling, but it’s a nice presence. Cody really looks up to him and that means a lot.

- Helen stops by on occasion to talk to Jack and over time he started talking to Cody. They’re strangely compatible given their age difference and personalities, but Helen’s a listener and Cody can’t help but ramble. Helen does botany in his free time, so he’ll bring by plants for him to study or incorporate into his excitements. Cody always makes sure to track Helen down and give him all the results and notes he took of whatever plant he had brought.

- Germaphobe. His hands are DRY from over washing and using so much hand sanitizer.

- He has a bunch of rodents and other test animals for his experiments. He’s made sure to tell Nina if she ever doesn’t want her guinea pigs anymore he’d be glad to take them.

- Strangely smells like a dentist’s office. With all the chemicals, hand sanitizer, and air fresheners in the lab he’s bound to.

- Allergic to dogs, and cats, and everything ever.

- He’s a pretty big recluse. A perfect day in his eyes is sitting alone in the lab and testing a bunch of random shit, which sounds pretty boring to anyone he tells that to.

- Cyber punk enthusiast to the absolute core. You can’t look at him and think otherwise.

- He rarely goes on missions. Usually he’s stationed in the lab to either cover for EJ or do whatever the hell he wants. In the occasion that he does get sent out, him and Jack make a great pair. Since EJ can sense pretty much anything and everything, all Cody needs is the go ahead to take the kill.

- Straight, but he doesn’t really think about intimate relationships very often. If he’s watching a movie with romance in it he might think on it for a little, but he prioritizes his work over anything. If he had to date someone in the mansion, it would probably be Nina. She’s as hyper as him and doesn’t know anything about science, so she gladly listens to whatever he’s working on. However, in realistic terms he wouldn’t date her.

- He likes musicals, I specifically mention this because Repo! The Genetic Opera reminds me of him and he would absolutely love that movie.

- Listens to a surprising amount of goth music. He thinks it’s the only music that makes him feel more productive, so he puts in his wired headphones and works while listening to it. Massive Siouxsie and the Banshees fan.

- His room is PRISTINE. Absolutely no decorations, just scattered files and white bedding. Since he’s such a germaphobe he tries to keep his room as clean as possible, even if he’s not in it very much. He thrives on energy drinks and the most sleep he gets is a nap, usually in the lab with his head down on his desk.

- HORRIBLE handwriting, definitely adds up with him being somewhat of a doctor. Pretty much only him and Helen can (almost) decipher it.

- He gets soooo giddy when referred to as Dr. Anderson. It doesn’t happen very often, but when it does he’s ecstatic, especially because that’s what his foster father went by.

- Wears a lab coat and goggles on the regular. It’s not always necessary, but he feels so accomplished when he does. Occasionally wears scrubs.

- He’s been one of my favorites for like five years.

Thank you for reading! Feedback and requests are welcome.

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