#not human. so look at the robot ones right? wrong. he's not a type of robot that fits ANY of them.

[selfship-confession-box]

It’s probably just me but I really don’t like f/o imagines 😭 like if it’s specific to one of my f/os? Yes ofc love that but like. Just general ones are either way too vague or just. They would not fucking say that 😭 like ‘if you have xyz thing remember your f/os always make time for it!’ Is cute in theory but some of them sure as shit don’t! Not without a lot of character development, but that’s the point, it’s plot, it’s conflict and figuring it out despite that 😭 like sorry if this is just me and you’re all shipping with saints or something but this is not universal 😭

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[blufblucake]

Why am I grinning this hard after finishing new chapter WEEE I love their new started cop partners I have the image in front of my eyes lmaoo and how they worked it out with Optimus about their situation. Look there is very little content about Jazz x reader or Prowl x reader I'm very glad you write this! Very excited for next chapter I love them already <3

⋆ 𐙚 ̊.𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 — 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

ᴘᴀʀɪɴɢ: Prowl x GN!Human!Reader

ᴛʀᴏᴘᴇ: Grumpy x Sunshine

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: None, I think.

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 2,5k

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Author’s Notes: Hi everyone! Thank you for the sweet words about the story. In the future, Optimus is going to be a real sweetheart to the reader. And since some of you mentioned Jazz, I just want to say I already have a oneshot with him, and I don’t plan to take too long to post it. It’s so cold where I live that it’s getting hard to type. My fingers are going stiff on the keyboard, haha. Anyway, enjoy the chapter! :)

⋆ 𐙚 ̊.𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

With your legs crossed, one foot clad in a heavy boot tapped the floor to the rhythm of the music playing in your head. You absentmindedly played with your fingers while your eyes scanned the room, casually observing the dull and basic decor of the sergeant’s office. The walls, painted a bland shade of cream, brought an overwhelming sense of apathy. The wooden desk in front of you held few decorations aside from a clearly child-made pen holder and a photo frame featuring the sergeant with his family. The room was relatively quiet; in the background, you could hear muffled voices talking and phones ringing outside the door, along with the persistent ticking of the wall clock, which marked 5:40p.m.

Prowl — or rather, his avatar — was sitting in the chair beside you. Unnaturally silent, his blue eyes stared straight ahead, his posture eerily perfect. Ever since you'd returned to the police station, he hadn’t said a word. You weren’t sure what he planned to tell the sergeant, but you knew you couldn’t tell the truth. Not only because Prowl and the other Autobots were counting on your discretion to keep their secret, but also because no one would believe you, and they would definitely force you to give up your job. The sound of the door opening behind you made you turn around just in time to see the sergeant entering the room. Absentmindedly flipping through some reports in his hands, he circled the desk and sat down across from you two. With a tired sigh, he dropped the papers onto the table and glanced between you and Prowl. “So, which one of you is going to tell me about the incident?”

Before you could open your mouth, Prowl took responsibility and began to speak in a cold, serious tone “We were intercepted on the way by armed, masked individuals. We weren’t harmed, but apparently, their intention was only to delay us. Unfortunately, we were unable to identify them or the vehicle they used.” Prowl’s posture and way of speaking were nearly robotic, which was ironic, but if he truly wanted to blend in with humans, he’d need a few pointers. Sergeant Smith simply nodded before leaning back in his chair and resting his hands behind his head. “Well, we’ll open an investigation into this incident. Officer Rowley, right?” he asked, and Prowl confirmed with a nod “You weren’t the partner I had in mind for the officer here, but judging by your record, it’s clear you have experience. And since their original partner is on leave, I believe you two can make a good team. Alright, you’re dismissed. You can go.”

Prowl was the first to rise, and you followed suit after noticing the sergeant’s bored gaze lingering on you. You offered him a faint smile and left the room, closing the door behind you. So that was it. You weren’t meant to be partners, you had ended up in this situation simply by being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Maybe if you hadn’t gotten into that car that day, you wouldn’t have gotten tangled up in this whole alien war mess. Prowl walked silently ahead, and you had to quicken your pace to keep up. Since it was nearly shift change, the locker room was relatively full. You had to squeeze through groups of people chatting absentmindedly just to reach your locker and grab your backpack. Once outside, you let out a relieved sigh. It was suffocating being surrounded by so many people. Prowl was waiting for you, leaning against the hallway wall with his arms crossed over his chest. Without saying a word, he started walking again, and you followed him, heading toward the station’s lot, where his real body was parked.

“Give me your phone,” he said plainly, and you looked at him, confused. Still, you rummaged through your bag, found the device, and handed it to the mech. He scrolled through it and typed somethings before finally returning it to you. “A blocker. We need to be cautious now that the Decepticons know about you.” you nodded and slowly put the phone back in your backpack. Your curious eyes glanced between his avatar and his real form, still trying to wrap your head around all of it. It was strange to think this was really happening. As a child, you used to read books about space and its vastness, and you remembered thinking how ridiculous it was to believe we were alone among the stars. And now, you had proof you were right. You weren’t alone. You just didn’t know if that certainty brought you comfort… or fear. “Well, I’m heading home then. See you tomorrow, right?”

He gives you a confused look and raises an eyebrow, then responds, “I’m going with you. Optimus assigned me as your guardian, I need to ensure your safety.” you let out a short laugh and pat his left arm lightly, but when you realize he’s still dead serious, you straighten up and clear your throat. “You’re serious, big guy? Because, honestly, my place is tiny. Barely fits me and Olivia Benson. I don’t think you’d even fit inside on your knees.” He closes his eyes and exhales deeply before answering, “I’ll stay in vehicle mode, disguised and hidden. I need you to be discreet, you can’t tell your friend about any of this, understood?” You blink a few times before letting out another laugh, was he seriously thinking your little fish was a person? You decide to say nothing; you’ll introduce them when the time comes.

Prowl found himself confused by human humor. In truth, he understood very little about your kind, and to be honest, he had no real interest in learning. But now, in this situation, he had to keep you safe and make sure you didn’t blurt out anything about their presence on Earth “Alright, I’ll drive ahead and you follow me.” He nods in confirmation and watches you walk away toward the exit. Then he walks over to his real body, enters the car by the driver’s side, and lets the illusion of his avatar fade away. He was tired, but he knew he had to keep up appearances. Prowl starts the engine and leaves the station lot, parking under a tree to watch you get into an old, battered Beetle. Once you begin to drive, he waits a few seconds before following, keeping a safe distance between your cars.

The way to your house is neither long nor difficult. Traffic was surprisingly light for that hour, and people seemed far too absorbed in their own lives to notice a police vehicle tailing a little Beetle. When you arrive on your street, Prowl sees it’s a quiet neighborhood, and judging by the houses and the few residents outside, it’s mostly inhabited by elderly folks. Your home wasn’t much different from the others, maybe just your garden looked a bit less taken care of. You park your Beetle on the street and get out, walking toward the garage. With a remote, you open the door and make space for him to enter. Once inside, you close the door, and darkness settles over the space. Feeling around the wall, you find the light switch and turn on a dim yellow bulb above you both. Your hand is soft and delicate as you gently stroke Prowl’s hood “Welcome to my home. It’s no five-star hotel, but at least you won’t be exposed to the weather.”

The mech observes you silently, the only sound coming from the faint hum of his engine. He could feel the warmth of your hand through his metal plating, and though he said nothing, the touch was oddly comforting. “I’m going in now. You’ll be okay here on your own?” your question snaps him out of the trance your touch had induced, and he replies with a soft hum.

You walk away and head straight to the bathroom for a shower. Under the hot water, your muscles relax and you finally let yourself cry. Tears stream freely down your cheeks as you slide down the wall until you’re sitting on the floor, hugging your knees. The events of the day finally hit you. In a single day, you’d started a new job, been mistreated by coworkers, met your new partner who turned out to be an alien, were attacked by another alien and nearly died in the process, met more aliens claiming to be the good guys, and now you were home with said alien partner disguised as a car, hiding in your garage. On top of everything, you were new to the city and didn’t have any friends besides your little fish or the old lady next door, but you knew you could never tell her about any of this. Resting your cheek on your knees, you stay in that position for a long time, letting the hot water wash away the day’s stress while the steam fogs up the bathroom.

When you finally finish your shower, you dress in a pair of loose pajama shorts and an oversized T-shirt from a band you didn’t even know. The rumble of your stomach reminds you of your hunger, so you walk into the kitchen intent on making a snack. Opening the fridge, you realize there’s not much, just some tuna spread, a few tomato slices, and some bread. It would do. You quickly make a sandwich, and with the first bite, you nearly roll your eyes in satisfaction. You hadn’t realized how hungry you were until that moment. Then you think of Prowl. He was alone in the garage, stuck in vehicle mode, in an unfamiliar place. Even though you didn’t know much about his kind, you wondered if he might be hungry. He’d spent the entire day with you, and you hadn’t seen him eat anything. Did alien robots eat regularly? And if so, could they consume anything besides that weird blue stuff Optimus had mentioned? Well, he was a car after all.

Decided, you place your sandwich on a plate and head to your room. Rummaging through the closet, you find an old inflatable mattress stored in a box. You throw a pink blanket over one shoulder, tuck a pillow under your arm, grab the box handle with one hand, and the sandwich plate with the other, then head to the garage. Once in front of the garage door, you give it a light bump with your hip to open it. Even though Prowl’s vehicle form had no expression, you could feel his gaze on you. “What’s all this?” he asks, a hint of disguised curiosity in his voice. You smile “I came to keep you company!”

You set the plate, blanket, and pillow on an old wooden cabinet, then drop the box to the floor and kneel to open it. Prowl watches silently, intrigued, as you unfold the mattress and spread it out on the floor beside him. You turn to the cabinet and rummage through its doors until you find a small air pump. You attach the nozzle to the mattress valve and begin pumping it manually — up and down motions, pausing occasionally to rest before resuming. When it’s finally inflated, you give a few excited little hops and put the pump back where you found it. You grab the blanket and pillow and toss them onto the mattress, then take the plate and sit cross-legged, in lotus position, getting comfy. One hand brings the sandwich to your mouth while the other rests on your bare knee. “You know, I just don’t feel right leaving you here alone. What kind of host would I be? So, I’m sleeping here with you tonight,” you say with a wide grin.

If he were in his bipedal form, Prowl would definitely have wide optics right now “You do understand you don’t have to do this, right? I’m fine here,” he tries to protest but you raise a finger, cutting him off. “Nonsense. It’s no trouble at all…” you chuckle lightly, and he tries again, “No, I really do prefer being alon-”

“No need to thank me, Prowler. I’m doing this with love!” The sudden nickname catches him off guard, and he wants to ask about it. Explain that it’s weird since you two weren’t friends or close, but you ignore him and finish your sandwich. Then you get up, walk over to the cabinet, place your plate on top, and open one of the drawers to pull out a plastic jerrycan. “Obviously I don’t have any emergin, energun, whatever that thing is called… but if you want, I can go to the gas station and get you some gasoline. I figured diesel wouldn’t be good for you, so gasoline seemed like the safer bet.”

Silence fills the garage as you stare at him, blinking slowly while holding the canister. This time, Prowl can’t hold it in. He bursts out laughing, a loud and hearty laugh that shakes his entire frame. You keep staring, unsure why he’s laughing. He was a car; didn’t cars need gas? Maybe he was electric? After a few minutes, the mech finally regains enough composure to reply “We don’t digest gasoline,” he says between more chuckles “Only energon. But… I appreciate the gesture.” And that’s when you realize just how ridiculous you must have sounded to him. Still, it was a valid attempt, and at least you finally managed to make him laugh after so many failed tries.

You put the jerrycan back and return to the mattress, fluffing the pillow and lying down under the blanket. The silence between you is mostly comfortable, though he occasionally lets out a chuckle. By the fourth time, you huff and say, “Alright, it wasn’t that funny…” He chuckles again, and you find yourself smiling at the sound of his voice, it was oddly comforting. “Sorry. I just didn’t expect that offer.” While he still laughs softly, you reach out and give one of his tires a gentle punch. As strange as it was, that little blunder had opened the door to conversation, and you decide to take advantage of it. You ask him questions. He doesn’t answer all of them, but he doesn’t seem bothered by your chattiness either. And so you stay like that, talking for hours in the dark garage. When sleep finally washes over you, you turn to your side and say a soft ‘good night’. Prowl’s voice is low and gentle when he replies, “Good night, little chatterbox.”

[askviktor]

Viktor how do I cope with autism it feels like I've been living in hell and I am being scammed by a amphetamine paywall that promises to unlock my skills (it does not). I have had no true friends since forever and I can only keep one companionship at a time for some reason some god cursed me or something so I have always been doing everything alone since the start of my puberty, like mannnn come on at way I've been living I'd 100% put a microchip in my spinal cord to prevent emotions and turn into a emotionless robot mate

like goddamn with the type of autism I have been cursed with It'd compell everyone to do the a.m monologue where he had no body was trapped and alone. also side note I'd love to augment myself with metal I would look cool as fuck I see nothing wrong with wanting to improve the human qualities as long you are not wanting to be eugenic and start force feeding it into everyone

You are wired differently and the world rarely makes room for outliers. You have been forced to walk through life like a stranger in your own body, navigating a system that punishes depth, punishes sensitivity, and rewards only those who can mask their truth. This is not your failure, but that of our society. This loneliness you feel is not unknown to me. It is one born, not of isolation, but of feeling unreachable. Neurodivergent minds often form deep, focused bonds slowly, one at a time, differing from those who thrive in social abundance.

As for the desire to become more than human — to augment, to transcend — there is nothing unnatural about seeking to escape suffering, to regulate your daily overload, to live without emotional static. I seek it myself, a body which serves rather than betrays, a sense of agency in my own flawed design. You are not alone. Many others walk this road with you, though we may be silent partners in your journey. We are not glitches, but adaptations brilliant in our own right.

[splatcat64]

OK back with now some specific, isolated skag facts about Tusk's skags!! They were both found locked in a cage behind a skag on a stick stand as pups/juveniles, and had essentially been trapped there most of their life. Tusk, naturally, stole them [cage and all], and ran. Skewer, who was a little older, was a juvenile at the time. She was missing a leg [chopped off]m and is a Howler skag! [A fan-skag species made by @doglintime for Tusk, ty bestie!] Here's some art of them real quick before the super yap.

Jackwes was younger, only a pup, and a normal skag at the time Tusk got them. Both of them have their own respective personalities, and animals they're based off of, but both of them started out as wild. undomestic skags. [To my knowledge, both were taken from their families in the wild] And you may be asking, Splat, why does this matter? Wouldn't Tusk just be able to tame them as wild skags? And the answer is yes, however, it would be a lot harder to do so, with a lot more complications. Which leads into this, that I believe that many, tiny subsets and subspecies of skag exist, and in this specific case, Jackwes and Skewer evolved their own sort of domesitcation under Tusk's care. All of because of environmental pressure. Side note, these are the animals both Skewer [Spotted Hyena + Camel/Horse + Monitor lizards] and Jackwes [Striped Hyenas + Three banded armadillos + Elephants/Bloodhounds]. But Splat! The pressure to evolve wouldn't be too bad, right? WRONG! Sort of, at least. While Tusk, nor anyone else in tftbl put any pressure under the skags in that manner, everyone in the story still are running from Vallory's gang. The skags have to live in an environment with strictly humans [and robots], while on the run. While it's a different type of pressure from the wilds of Pandora, it's still a subtle one. And, since it's still pandora, it isn't exactly the same as domestication here. [They're still gonna eat other skags, etc, etc.] Skewer, I theorize would evolve in a more subtle way, but quicker than Jackwes. She is older, has more pressure on her to change and adapt. All the most common signs of domestication would develop, heightened intelligence, etc etc. Her species is normally territorial, and more solitary than normal skags. [Funfact, the females of her species also grow antlers/horns and all of them can make piercing screams.] It made her training, in the beginning a lot, LOT harder, but she ended up being extremely loyal, just as much so as Jackwes. Near the end of her juvenile she's large enough to be ridden by everyone but Rhys and Tusk [who are both too heavy/tall at that time]. But still retaining her species as compared to the skag riders in the general knoxx dlc and lynchwood. The technical progression would look like this, let's use just a stand in scientific name for Howler skags Skag ululatus -> Skag uluatus familiaris. Not much changes other than the fact Skewer is now a domestic version of a Howler skag. Jackwes, on the other hand, is just a normal skag. The kind you see running around as adults all the time. On top of that, his growth is stunted, and he's about half a head/a head shorter than a normal skag during most of his development. He's often too fast to be hit, and can rely on Tusk, Skewer, or anyone else to protect him. He doesn't need to change, and doesn't. At least to start out. Jackwes, as a normal skag would be used to a large pack dynamic. No problem, seeing as he's in a van with a bunch of other people all the time. But there are times were it's just the three of them. Tusk gets sick, Skewer can get hurt despite her size, and slowly over time, boom, pressure. Jackwes, for a while, would just adapt like this. Skag cunicidae -> Skag cunicidae familiaris. But I thought it would be cool if he went on to evolve to something that wasn't really found in the wild. And while it could happen, it's more a specific product of him being raised around humans and a different skag species. Skewer for the most part has a lot of physical differences compared to a normal skag. Antlers, a longer, more muscular neck, sensitive hearing, worsened eyesight and a terrible sense of smell.

Jackwes, on the other hand, barely has any differences, other than his smaller size. And that gave me an idea, what if he filled in that kind of pack role? A tracker skag, [hence the previous elephant and bloodhound base, which I am SO sure does not make sense other than in this context, just for their olfactory senses.] He could fill in for what Skewer absolutely can't, and that would make his full "evolutionary line" Skag cunicidae -> Skag cunicidae familiaris -> Skag vestidae familiaris. "These Skags have shown subtle, yet significant changes upon living and pack bonding with six humans."

[thealdersgateoffice]

‘Roddy.’ She pointed to the computer in front of him. ‘We all appreciate that you can make one of those things sit up and beg. And that the last thing you want to be doing is the kind of data processing a trainee could do after twenty minutes’ instruction. And we definitely all know there’s a whole suit of rooms at GCHQ keeping an eye on Five’s online wanderings, in case anyone’s anywhere naughty. With me so far?’ Unable to prevent himself, he nodded. ‘So bearing all that in mind, I asked myself what I’d do if I had your skills and was, let’s say, prone to wandering around the dark side of the web. And I decided that what I’d do is, I’d write a program that would convince anyone watching that I was doing precisely what I was supposed to be doing, which would leave me free to do whatever I wanted all day long.’ Ho felt liquid drizzling over his fingers, and looked down to find that he’d crushed the not quite empty can of Red Bull in his fist. ‘And at the same time, I imagined I was the kind of, ah, compulsive personality type who it wouldn’t occur to to build a little slack into the system. Something that would look convincingly like a human being was sitting at the keyboard, and not - forgive me, Roddy - a robot. Which is what I meant by not getting what makes people tick.’ And now Catherine leaned back, and clasped her hands on her lap. ‘So. Was I wrong about any of that?’ ‘Yes, he said. ‘No, I mean actually wrong. Not just that you wish I wasn’t right.’ After a while, Ho said, ‘You dropped a fibre-optic though the ceiling, didn’t you?’ ‘Roddy, I wouldn’t know one end of a fibre-optic from the other.’ In the face of such colossal ignorance, Roderick Ho had nothing to say.

Dead Lions by Mick Herron (2013)

[bluecheesecakez]

It's time... for YLW & GRN!

I made new crabs again! 4 actually! So let's not delay. Let's start! Let's head to the jungles of Mossrock...aka the main station of...

Mr. P He's a pea crab! Although he is the same size as Kandy, he is a full-grown man. He's actually older than Crimson! About 63 years old. He is a very stern and cold kind of guy. He does care for others; don't get him wrong, but he cares for survival more. He isn't the type to go back for people and only looks forward. He is just tired and sick of the world. He's one of those 'back in my day' guys. But don't underestimate his size. His abilities consist of interpersonal skills, analytical thinking, adaptability, physical prowess, technical expertise, escapology, stealth, and, surprisingly, pretty good biology, so he knows where to hit to kill. So next time you feel like something's crawling on your arm... Be glad you got to feel something from that arm for the time you had.

Lyle

Lyle here is a decorator crab. There is no other smarter crab like them! Thanks to Mann.co tossing the robots are the mechanical army built by Gray Mann into the shallow waters of Mossrock (Which is where all GRN crabs reside.) And the fact Mossrock is a jungle that houses radio stations that can control minds, they've learned how to work around machines. They're a clever fellow; their abilities consist of analytical thinking, adaptability, physical prowess, technical expertise, escapology, robot creation, and intellect. But with a great mind comes a handful (or in this case, chelipedful) of problems. They're extremely cautious and paranoid. They won't go with the flow unless the flow is safe and secure and beavers built a dam around the flow. They'll only fight back if he's accompanied by his rebuilt robots. Their sister, Citrus, isn't so happy about their paranoia and sometimes gets annoyed by it. (sound familiar?) But they still look out for each other. If you're lucky, you can find them messing around in the radio stations over at Mossrock. Careful though, thanks to his camouflage, he can throw corals or sea urchins at you! Ouch!

Now, let's head over to Banana Bay...aka the headquarters of...

Pualena (pu-a-lē-na)

Over by the shoreline, you can find a scurrying little coconut. But it's no ordinary coconut! It's Pualena the hermit crab! Over at the YLW team, they've actually raised the little SpyCrabs of the Banana Bay! Her abilities consist of speed, camouflage (thanks to the coconut), indomitable compassion, being a great guide, the ability to induce intense joy or pleasure, and communicating with animals. She is the whole definition of a good summer time. She loves greeting new people. She doesn't see humans as monsters or anything bad. Rather, she sees them as people who just have yet to really have a good time over at Banana Bay! Since she was raised by the mercs of the YLW team, she has full trust in the humans. She loves helping and just being a jolly rancher. But don't be deceived! Because she's such a sweet little thing, if something happens...they'll know. And if you poke at the bear cub, the family wakes up. You can find her by the shoreline collecting shells! If you're lucky, she might even give you one!

Citrus

She's a lemon fiddler crab! A sour, challenging, or even a "lemon" in a literal sense crab. She's not so into the whole "everything is fine" mindset. It doesn't help that she's in the most tropical and somewhat normal place of the TF2 verse. She hates the good vibes and prefers to just do her own thing. She could care less about what goes on in the world of war. And although males have one big claw and females have only small claws, she has one hard pincher!

... *cough* 🏳️‍⚧️ *cough* ... ANYWAYS

Her abilities include Speed swimming, Indomitable Will, Expert Athlete, Quick thinking, stubbornness, Super strength (only on her right claw), and Morse code (yes, the ACTUAL CRAB does morse code.) Her sibling, Lyle, is a constant nervous wreck, and because of that, she has to keep them in check. It's annoying, but it's life. She and Pualena are besties! (It's one-sided.). She could care less about Pualena. She can be found cracking open coconuts or even old rocks to try and find fossils. She has a very odd fascination with finding ammonites. She doesn't like to call it an addiction...but it clearly is.

[certifiedcybersimp]

No Bitchin In My Kitchen

TFA Bumblebee x reader (he/they)

Tags: pre-relationship dynamics, teeeensy bit of angst, fluff, swearing , baking, references to an actual recipe, he/they Reader, Reader POV, brief mentions of ed, *points at u* autism.

Summary: TFA, Reader is cooking , Bee wants to help but it doesn't go well. Reader is at the end of their patience from other reasons and accidentally takes it out on Bee, and feels horrid about it.

A/N: I love Bumblebee in TFA, he's such a yapper and he's so sillay. I'm writing this instead of working on my website in class lol. Also stressin the eff out over finals but these robots are keeping me sane. I'm being productive by listening to coconut mall 10hrs- this shit is like meth, but like, good?

Reader POV

I sigh as I place the final ingredient on the counter. Eggs, milk, sugar, tapioca flower, coconut milk, and butter, everything I needed to make some good 'ol butter mochi. I'd been working my ass off in college and work and thought this would be the perfect treat to make it all better.

Plus, Bee had been bothering me about how "human fuel" was made so I figured why not give him a demo, I man how bad could it be?

"So why are you adding so much of that white fuel?"

"They're two different types of milk, Bee."

"But why? They look the same to me."

"Bee if you could taste these…ugh never mind"

I huff as I continue to add the ingredients and getting ready to stir before bee interrupts me again "Can I help?"

I look up at him then back to the bowl and sigh "If you promise not to make a mess." I glance at the makeshift kitchen "More of a mess…"

He smiles and takes the bowl "SO…What do I do? does this go right in the oven?"

"No, Bee, we gotta mix the ingredients then we put it in a greased and lined pan and THEN we put it in the oven" I hand Bee a spatula that looks comically tiny in his servo.

"Oh, man that's too many steps. Organic fuel is so time consuming."

"Do you want to help or not?"

"Jeeze, sorry boss-man, who knew you were such a hard-aft about this." He huffs as he starts mixing. I turn to preheat the oven.

SPLAT

I snap back toward Bee to see the now half empty bowl being fumbled between his servos as I look between this juggling act and the contents on the floor.

"son of A BITCH!" I throw my oven-mit to the floor "This is why I NEVER ask for help in the kitchen! Its always fun and dandy then half of my treat is on the floor!!!"

Bee pov

I wince as Reader yells, he typically isn't this mad about stuff….I screwed up.

"U-um hey, I can just put it back in the bowl right? Then it can go in the other oven bowl?"

"NO. Don't even try that- I…." he sighs taking a breath to calm down, they're shaking a bit "I..I'm sorry I yelled Bee….Let's just salvage this and see what we get…"

He follows the rest of the motions in silence, re-lining a new smaller pan , pouring the organic fuel, and setting the timer. I stand awkwardly as he finishes and starts cleaning up, their face scrunched up in frustration. If it weren't directed at me- I'd say its cute. I snap out of my thoughts when I hear him sigh.

"Look, Bee, I really shouldn't have yelled like that," he runs a hand through his hair "I just- I get defensive over food I like, especially if its one of my safe foods…I'm…still getting used to eating anything- willingly." Reader looks down a bit ashamed.

I walk closer to him and kneel down, unsure of how to handle this. "Hey- Its no problem Reader, I've been yelled at for much less than this. I'm not upset!" I say to try and reassure him.

"I know and that's why I feel bad for yelling!" He frowns. He goes quiet for a minute before he finds his words."You don't deserve it half the time."

"And the other half?" I raise an optic ridge, a small smile on my faceplate.

"…no comment" He looks away, trying to hide a smile of their own.

I stand up straight "So, safe foods, is there a safe food market we get those at?"

Reader takes a moment, staring at me, I was about to ask him if i said something wrong before he burst into a fit of little giggles. "N-no, Bee, there is not a - pfft- safe food market. That would be amazingly convenient though." He sighs "Most of my safe foods have to be cooked and are a pain to get pre made, from a very specific restaurant, or frozen, so it depends on what I need and have access to at that time.But I appreciate the thought, Bee…"

"I'm still sorry for yelling though…"

"Stop saying sorry!"

"But I'm sorry!!"

I exvent and pick him up, holding him from under their arms "Nuh-uh, no more being sorry, I messed up your special thing and I'm gonna fix it, and you're gonna stop being sorry." Reader looks at me with furrowed brows, heh, he kinda looks like one of those long cute fluffy things.

"Now tell me your safe food stuffs and I'll see what I can get for ya, so you can hang around base with us more!"

"Okay…."

reader rn

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

Please tell me about your ocs!! IM HUNGRY GRRR

helloow omg ! im so honored you want to know more about my ocs aaahhh!! :D my moot @kovu-bunnbunn also wanted to know more so i figured i could do it now !!

i have a bunch of ocs but I’ll just talk about my main oc ryoko right now !!

her full name is ryoko ‘007’ aizawa. I’ll explain the 007 in a minute !! she’s aizawa’s adoptive daughter.

her parents (her dad more specifically, her mom was more of a bystander) are both from very wealthy families and merged. Her parents had an arranged marriage and after some chatter to get to know each other they’re conversations take a little bit of a turn..and inbetween bonding about their favorite movies oop! A lil comment about how the world would he better off without heroes..oh you think so too ? Well look at that, we have so much in common!! long story short they both decide that the want to create something that will be able to take down all might and the entirety of hero society and it’s restrictions,,and I’m pretty sure you can guess what that something was ! nine months later ryoko is born yipeee…!

during her entire pregnancy ryokos mom went through some quirk experiments (sponsored by doctor garaki 👍) because they knew that with both their quirks alone they wouldn’t be able to create a super weapon. (ryokos dad has an overhaul type quirk, and her mom has a healing sort of quirk) so they did some experiments hoping something would change in the womb, and when she was born the kept on doing experiments until she started manifesting a quirk w no attributes from her either of her parents and manifested a fully different quirk than she was originally meant to have,

since she had those experiments done ryokos body adapted to be able to handle her quirk, but it’s not perfect unfortunately.

heres a simple little chart of how it works ! (BTW I DO NOT DRAW LIKE THIS ANYMORE THIS IS OOOOLLLLDD😭😭😭😭)

her quirk is a lot like neijires as in she uses her own energy and converts it into power ! The amount she uses shows in her hair :3 ryoko tho, unlike neijire can do multiple things from sending blasts, to powering herself up to make parts of her body stronger, to making it hard objects like stepping stones she uses to navigate and weapons like dual swords or chains to restrain ppl !! she can also drain other peoples energy (and from her surroundings, but thats only in 100% mode ! ) because of the fact that her body had been modified, ryoko can carry more energy into herself than regular people which is why she can drain energy without any major drawback to a certain extent ! However, her drawbacks are way more severe, overusing her quirks makes her sleepy and drowsy, it gives her nosebleeds and very worse case scenario if she were to have too little or too much energy she could die :0 !!

(ALSO !! I lil extra tidbit: ryoko is capable of sensing peoples energy’s if she concentrates hard enough, it works better if shes seen them before, but she can sense all the energy in humans in her surroundings or if she has a picture, tho it’s slightly weaker and is limited to one person at a time. This is a form of remote viewing that i gave her bc of my obsession w stranger things i had !!😭)

its a pretty powerful quirk that her parents and other scientists knew they could use well, but unfortunately for them ryoko ended up liking heroes (she was barely educated, so she had no idea that she felt admiration for heroes and especially all might, she was alsovaguely aware that she was taught to do the wrong things, because she’d be forced to use her quirk on robots/ small animals in some cases.)

her parents weren’t supposed to feel any affection towards her so they decide to just give her a code name 007 :D which i realized a little too late was the same as james bond..woops😭

anyways fast forward to the biggg “earthquake” incident, shes rescued by a group of heroes, eraser head included :D unfortunately shes detained in tartarus since her being in a constant state of panick set her quirk off and she couldn’t stay in a regular hospital so ryoko has canonically been to tartarus as a inmate at the age of 4 😭! Oh forgot to mention this, but ryoko got her quirk veryy early due to the experiments done before her birth and after.

since ryoko cant control her quirk an aizawa can cancel them, they’re a pretty good matchup !! Fast forward some more and shes living with him ! he adopts her and lets her go to school, where she meets izu n katsuki and they quickly become friends because. Of COURSE. My main ocxcanon ship is a CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TO LOVERS ONEEE😭😭😭😭will i ever stop. raise your hand if you’ve ever seen that one comin

lmk if you want to know more about her or other ocs ! I didn’t wanna ramble TOOO much so this is all the basic info!! plus some drawing of her

two of them r completely credited to horikoshi cus i used ochaco n hagakure as a base !! I accidentally have two in normal mode and two in 100% or overdrive mode as she calls it (tho one of them is a soul eater au :3) ! Both made by me :3

Much luvvv xxxx!!! And thank you Sooo much for your ask again💗💗💗💗

[colemorrison]

If we lay, just let the day pass us by

Cole writing an actual story?? What??? Here's chapter one, enjoyy. (1003 words)

It was stupid, a dating app? You had enough on your plate with school and your insufferable parents yet you wanted more, maybe you’d find the one. 

‘Ramattra, 28’ 

That’s all the robot's profile said, a robot? You.. are gonna swipe on a robot? 

“Can’t be.. That bad right?” 

There was no way he’d swipe on you too, or at least that’s what you had thought until your phone dinged hours later while you were doing chemistry homework. 

“A human, swiped on me? An omnic?” 

He spoke oddly, like he was much older than what he said, maybe that was a red flag or maybe it just drew you in further. 

“Is there something wrong with that?” 

“I don’t believe that is what I said, I apologise if it came off that way.” 

“Oh, you have manners?” 

“That surprises you?” 

You smiled at your phone, two seconds of knowing this guy and you were already smiling at his texts? Oh no…

“Yes, yes it does. I guess I assumed because you’re an omnic that you’d be.. Different.” 

“That sounds like an insult.”  

You didn’t reply, leaving the conversation at that for a moment, where was this guy, did he live on the other side of the world? 

“Have I scared you off?” 

“Oh, no. I just got distracted, I was doing homework.” 

“The chemistry page? Do you need help?” 

“You go to school with me?” 

He didn’t answer after that, was that scary or attractive? 

——

The next morning he still hadn’t answered, you kept an eye out through all your classes, especially chemistry but he wasn’t there. 

“So either you’re a stalker or a liar, which is it?” 

The omnic had started typing instantly but didn’t reply till minutes later. 

“And if I said both?” 

How could you reply to that? You could say you’re into it, you could block him or you could continue this and give him a chance. 

“I’d say that you should quit stalking me and talk to me properly.” 

“Oh?” 

“You’re an omnic, you should be confident.” 

“On that note, perhaps you should find me in the field at lunch tomorrow.” 

“You can’t eat..”

“That is true, are you afraid?” 

“Yes.” 

“Would it make you feel more comfortable if we met in a public place?” 

There was an odd part of you that trusted him, you were afraid but not in the way most people would be. 

“No, the field is fine. I’ll see you there?” “Yes.”

You were going to go and give a robot a chance..? First you swiped on him, spoke to him, now you were going to meet him? How foolish of you.. When you downloaded that app you knew you wanted something, part of you was desperate for it, but this?

“Ah, you look just as beautiful as in your photo.”

His voice was smooth, he knew what he was saying and who he was speaking to with no worries or hesitations.

“So you are a stalker.”

Your voice was the opposite of his, rough and unknowing. You were nervous, this was terrifying, you kept to yourself usually, not interested in anyone else, yet here you were.. Drawn to a robot you met on a dating app. 

“You don’t sound so happy to see me.”

“That does not answer my question.”

Ramattra sighed, if he could roll his eyes they would be out of his head by now. He had a million things he wanted to ask you and here he sat, answering your questions.

“No I am not a stalker, I do go to school here. I missed yesterday due to some personal issues.”

“Ah, because that isn’t totally suspicious.”

He sat down next to you, his surprisingly soft metal hands brushing with your own, he had a messenger bag on his side that now settled in his lap. What could he have in there, no way it was simply just school items, it looked too bulky.

“You seem confused, or is it concern?”

“Actually it’s hunger.”

“You did not bring food?”

“Nope, was too focused on meeting someone here.”

Maybe he was genuinely confused or maybe he was teasing you but his head tilted when you said that.

“Are you meeting someone else here?”

“No, I was talking about you.”

You laughed at him, finding it cute the way he was confused over something that was oh so obvious. He looked nice for an omnic, almost too nice, a white button up and black slacks paired with his cute little bag.

“I.. Do not know what to say.”

“Where is the confidence you had when you got here? Hmm??”

The omnic turned from you, seemingly finding the long stretching field in front of you much more interesting, never had a human flustered him like this, he felt like his entire body was on fire. Part of him wanted to walk away, forget this date idea that he had in mind but at the same time he could feel your waiting eyes, you wanted something from him.

“You’re staring.”

“Yes I am, I wanted to see if you would gain your confidence back to slip back down again.”

“How about I take you to the cafe down the road and we never speak of this again.”

Ramattra stood, stepping down the bleachers before offering you a hand, was he seriously going to offer you lunch after embarrassing himself? You looked at him for a moment before taking his hand and slowly getting off the bleachers to walk with him, he hadn’t let go yet. For some reason, neither did you.

“Is there something in particular you’d like?”

��Are you paying?”

“I did offer so yes.. Was that not obvious?”

“And there is the attitude I was expecting.”

“Just surprise me, I’ll find us a table.”

“Wait I-”

He had started but you were already wandering away to find you two a decent table, the music in the cafe felt oddly romantic, especially for the fact you two were the only ones inside.

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@ya-zz, I did not think that I would get this done but holy shit here it is. I hope you guys enjoy.

[chaapanya]

Talking Circles: A Human!Cole Study

I've been thinking lately about the way the fandom at large tends to view Cole-- often this infantile version of a young man that, due in part to being neurodivergent coded, is flattened and shaped to fit in these little boxes labeled "innocent", "sweet", "child-like", and "pure", and I cannot for the life of me disagree more.

As a neurodivergent person myself now entering my 30s, I have a more stable standing point to look back at the years of my life spent growing and realize that my autism effected me in ways I thought at the time it wasn't, yet very few of these correlate to how other people perceive autism to work. Especially when it comes to sex and love.

First of all, let me be clear when I say I'm not discrediting anyone else's headcanons. There are multiple versions of Cole, even within both diverging paths, and I'm not here to tell anyone what is "right" or "wrong". What I AM trying to convey is perhaps the changing of viewed angle people often take when trying to understand Cole that may add more depth and perspective to his character.

Though I didn't view Cole as autistic coded at first (I'm not typically one to view anyone with additional tags outside of "human/person" and pronouns), it's a perspective I can respect. That said, Cole is no child. He is a fully grown man unsure how to react in the world he's been placed in (this is a canon description taken straight from Dragon Age: Asunder btw) and due to such, I have taken to comparing him more close to how a robot would learn human emotion rather than how a child would.

He has a sharp mind and as he grows, he even develops his own unique sense of humor. He is absolutely not innocent, sex and love are not foreign concepts to him on a surface level. Why, then, is it so difficult for the fandom to believe that he could grow to learn both of these things on a deeper level?

Neurodivergency, especially autism, is constantly compressed into this immature, child-like outlook even by those within it's own community, and this is something commonly projected onto characters. Cole is no exception despite never being portrayed in any of the media he stars in as being a "sweet baby cinnamon roll that can do no wrong". He can be cruel in his kindness, he can be razor sharp, he can wield himself as a weapon outside of the blade he carries-- it's not so much of a stretch to consider he is capable of true love and lust.

Something common in autistic spectrum individuals is their hyper fixation on sex when first experiencing it. This isn't always the case, but it does happen and is often disregarded because "well of course that's normal in kids with hormones at that time, it has nothing to do with autism." or some other excuse to separate sex from neurodivergency as far as possible for the comfortability of neurotypicals.

I very much believe this would occur in Cole as well. We know Cole is capable of very deep feelings, even if he knows not how to label them with words, and we know from both Asunder and Inquisition that he is capable of having these feelings for other people. Love is not so far outside his emotional capacity scope. He had no interest in sex at that time because he had no one that he loved-- many people on the spectrum also tend to be demisexual, which brings me to my next point.

Asexuality (the common sexuality applied to Cole and other autistic coded characters) is a very broad spectrum, an umbrella term even. Asexuality should absolutely not be flattened into just "ew sex is gross and makes me uncomfortable". Does that exist? Yes, but that is only one type. Demisexuality is huge and often ignored, yet not as much as Greysexuality-- people that feel sexual attraction yet at a much less consistency with varying levels of intensity.

I firmly believe Cole is demisexual if not entirely greysexual. He held no attraction to women, yet was fully capable of acknowledging when someone was pretty or lovely. It seems very, very likely that should he fall in love with one specific person, *that* is when he would experience his first urges of desire-- because there is then connection. His first experience would open doors and sensations to him that he never would have dreamed of. It's not very difficult to merge from there into his hyper fixation on it with the very first ever love of his life.

And who else would Cole find attachment to than his Inquisitor-- someone who constantly looked out for him, constantly asked if he was doing alright, went out of their way to help him, and clearly cared very deeply not just for his life but also his happiness (providing your Inquisitor was kind to him as mine was).

People would argue "But what about Varric and Solas?" and my answer to that would be Cole is already well aware that Varric is in love with another woman and Solas is adamant about not allowing himself the luxury of love (for himself, baggage of his love for the other party). This COULD be applied as well to an Inquisitor that pursued another of the inner circle as well, leading to him and Maryden. Again, Cole is not a child and is hyper aware of other's sensitivities. He would not pursue someone that did not have an open door for him in their heart.

This is also why I dislike Cole x Maryden so much, they simply have no chemistry and were dropped in the story almost as if a knee-jerk after thought. Even Sera and Dagna had more relevance. The entirety of Trespasser, Cole was dappling concern and care over his Inquisitor even with his lover standing right next to him-- Cole and the Inquisitor have a LOT of chemistry and connection, even if its one sided and unrequited.

Regardless, there is probably more I could say on this, but this is all to say that I believe the constant infantilization and flat asexuality of Cole despite his constant growth through Asunder and Inquisition is a loud injustice. He should be given more autonomy to be the grown man that he is and experience all the aspects, both tidy and messy, that life has to offer (provided he was made more human. Spirit Cole is a whole different discussion). It is a deep shame to see very Spirit!Cole coded traits repeatedly pushed onto a Human!Cole that very obviously desires to grow like one.

To quote Varric, he made himself human, and humans change. They get hurt and they heal. We need to let him.

[inconsistent-kuroshitsuji-blog]

Hello. If you don't mind, I'd like to ask for headcanons about the kuro characters and their favourite video game genres/series? ^_^

Absolutely.

Kuro characters and their favourite video game genres/series

don't know why, but he looks like he'd enjoy simulator games

if Black Butler would've happened in the modern day (and someone would've taught this grandpa how to use technology) he would probably used these to learn the things he needs to know as a human

cooking simulator (or Cooking Mama), school simulator, anything that could be useful like that

definitely also enjoys slasher games

simply judging by the way he enjoyed that bloodbath on the Campania, he'd looooooove extremely violent games

idk, I don't know too many in that genre, but Dead by Daylight could be one of his faves

but nothing with guns. Those things are beneath him. He wants the real thrill of the kill

oh, please, as if he'd even know what that is

he doesn't even have time for this

imagine the hours wasted on lines of code and digital pixels

do you know that one game where it's basically like a VR job simulator with different kinds of jobs like cook or office or gas station? Instead of humans, the NPCs are robots that insult you at every given opportunity and set you up for failure. Yeah, he'd like that.

also, Powerwash Simulator

ok, stereotypical, but dress up games

especially Style Savvy (ngl, these games are way too good)

other than that, she seems like a casual enjoyer of Animal Crossing

except that she bullies all the ugly neighbours off of her island and hunts for very specific characters (so basically like me)

another obvious choice is Bayonetta

I mean, have you looked at her? Slashing her way through demons and angels while having chainsaws for arms and legs? The cunty outfits?

Let me tell you: Bayonetta and Grell? An iconic match made in heaven

I can't decide

either he's a die-hard Mario Kart player or a huge Sonic enthusiast (the older games, not the newer ones)

he probably doesn't have enough time to really play though, since he's either out working overtime or out partying

he doesn't seem like a shooter person

okay, this is coming out of me because of a huge lack of sleep (it's currently 1 am where I'm living), but why does he look like he would drunkenly play Fortnite or Roblox?

"You got games on your phone?" No, back the fuck up dude. You're an adult.

Why did I just write that? Inco, what's wrong with you?

this is very specific, but that one Coraline game for the Wii and the DS

he's definitely leaning more towards psychological horror games

American McGee's Alice and Alice: Madness Returns. You can't convince me otherwise

he's an unfairly skilled Mario Kart player, to the point that it almost seems like he's cheating (he's 100% cheating, just like when playing Uno)

on the other hand, he's a huuuuge sucker for Kirby games

doesn't matter what type or gimick, he loves it and has perfected it down to the last frame

but you'd never know unless he wanted you to know (and I know it because I am God and run on my last bar of my batterie and because he's officially and undeniably my husband, deal with it. Omfg, this is so fucking cringe, I'm gonna go shoot myself, I'll be right back.)

well, first of all, you need to explain everything to him because he couldn't even read the instructions on the screen (I'm 100% convinced that his eyesight is pure batshit and he's just cheating his way through the manga through some deus-ex-machina type of shit)

newsflash, but he loves horror games

I really see him with games like Resident Evil or Don't Starve Together

also, Undetale

you know, because of morals and choices and consequences and all that (surely not because of a skeleton with dry humour)

maybe it would help to show him a bathing simulator so this crusty man learns how to clean himself

is it too obvious and on the nose to say The Mortuary Assistant?

omg, look at him! My boy! Finally animated! I love him so much! My boy!

ahem, so anyway...

Trombone Champ

he'd play it on his loudest speakers just to annoy the hell out of everyone

also, you know those really cheap horror games you can find on Steam that are really terrible? He lives for those

idk why, but he seems like he'd enjoy Portal

and Assassin's Creed. Especially the first four mainline games

continueing with puzzle games, he really enjoys Professor Layton, no doubt

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That's it for now. It's almost 2 am and I have to help out at a sports event I only registered for to watch some random kids suffer in the heat. But now I have to wake up early for that... Oh, how ironically bitchy life is. And to top it all of I have to work the graveyard shift today. Coffee and energy will be my best friend today.

So, yeah, that's it for now. Or maybe not, maybe I'll pull an all-nighter simply so I can't oversleep. If you're up for a part 2 just slide into my requests and I'll see what I can do.

Until then~

Your Inconsistent Kuroshitsuji Blog~

[emetophobic1]

TODAYS TOPIC : What if the sides had superpowers?

This one’s gonna be long. I’ve thought for months, dare I say a year or two at this point, what if the sides had powers? What type of powers would they have? What would the limits be?! Now, this question is needed in a lot of my AUs - Highschool, Hero/Villain, Deity, Experiment, Apocalypse, etc. and I’ve thought about their powers, again, and again.

So, let’s get into it. Shall we? We’re gonna start with Logan.

I actually quite enjoy making him the only powerless one, he has his brain and doesn’t need powers! But, for the sake of this I’ll share some ideas! Firstly, I can imagine some kind of Foresight ability. In almost every AU I give him a pet owl named Amy (pending) who can see into the future, in some she can share her visions with Logan or even turn human! So I imagine that Logan might be able to see into the future. He uses it to his advantage in fights and his eyes kind of look like dark blue crystals which symbolises his ability in general! In some I’ll give him Past, Present, and Future, where he can look both into the future and into the past! When he looks into the past however his eyes will turn Orange >:)

Another idea is boring old Telepathy or Telekinesis. I mean, if you do it right it could be pretty cool! Telepathy only until he gets his little orange crash-out and it turns into mind control!

My last idea for Logan is just making him part robot! Which enhances a lot of different things, including brain power which allows him to hold memories for longer, retain information, and overall just makes him smarter. Or you could workshop this and give him some kind of technological power in which he can control things like that! Create holograms to throw his opponent off, etc!

Now onto Patton.

He has to have something frog related, yes? My first idea was to make it like a hulk situation. The stronger his feelings the more likely he is to turn into a giant frog that could swallow you whole! But I didn’t really like that. So, my usual idea is a mix of multiple powers (that’s gonna happen a lot here.)

- First off, I’d give him enhanced Empathy. Within a 100 meter radius he can feel and sort of scent what other people feel, hardly are his feelings ever his own. When he’s physically closer to a person, their feelings will be strongest! Second off, I’d give him a Super-jump + some frog features (Frog pupils, webbed hands, cold blood, etc.) and lastly, I’m always stuck between Super Strength and Super Speed, either one is absolutely perfect for Patton and I quite like it. So, I tend to switch between them. If I give him super speed I’ll tend to give him roller-skates for his design :3

Next up, Roman!

My first idea ever was something electricity related (100% based off that one fanfic where they all live together and have powers.) the ability to control electric currents or summon electricity in his hands. My other idea was something fire related! Again, control or summon flames. But neither of those stuck… so, I gave him something more powerful but limited it to the best of my abilities.

By drawing out his own energy, he has the ability to create whatever he can imagine. He has to know the ins and outs of this item or it might turn out wrong and he’ll have to try again. The bigger the object he creates is, the more energy it takes from his body. He’s perfected creating a sword, a shield, or a bubble shield (like Steven universe) using as little energy as he possibly can. He could create absolutely anything! He could create a whole new planet if he wanted, but taking that much energy would simply kill him once it was created. He has to be careful how much energy he uses or he might pass out or seriously hurt himself!

In some AUs, I also gave him the ability to draw energy from electricity (Power Lines, Lightning, etc.) and turn that into objects… felt too powerful though so I scrapped it.

And now, Virgil!

I found making Virgil’s powers to be pretty easy. Stealthy, spider-related, but powerful. At first, I gave him spider features, fangs, eyes, etc. and the ability to summon a pair of spider legs from his back that could bend in any way he so desired, but if one got chopped then it’d be gone forever. I later changed this and instead gave him the ability to summon a second pair of arms! He can climb up walls, ceilings, etc… he’s pretty much like spiderman in some senses… ;3

I also gave him an ability I like to call ‘Fear Strike.’ So long as his opponent doesn’t know he’s there, he can strike fear into them which will shroud their vision in darkness and they can only see anything really close, their heart rate will go up, and they’ll act like they’re being hunted because their mind was pretty much messed with to make them think exactly that.

Now, we go to Janus.

Janus is always the easiest side to make powers for. Snake related, yes? We have the option of Shapeshifting, Multiple Arms, Mind-Control (Gaslighting.) Snake features, etc. there’s a lot of options! But we can’t give him all of it.

So, I usually choose Shapeshifting, Uncontrollable Lying, and Snake features. Shapeshifting - he can turn into anybody he so desires, even made up people! But, he likes to know the persons entire body so he can pretend to be them for longer periods of time. The less he knows the shorter the span of being them is, since… well, he only has outward appearances down. When he stops shapeshifting he tends to get dizzy and dissociated since for a while he might get a little confused on who he is! (MWAHAHAH) He can also shapeshift into a snake of any size, the bigger the snake form, the longer he’ll have to sleep afterwards, so, he prefers to be a smaller snake or just big enough to wrap around someone completely.

With the uncontrollable lying, usually he’ll accidentally end up saying the opposite of whatever is true no matter the situation. But he’s learned to hone the ability just enough that he can make it sound sarcastic so they know he lied or make it sound so real that he’d get out of jail with it.

Now, Remus!

Remus was shockingly difficult to do… Of course, I give him the ability to summon Octopus tentacles from his back - climbing up walls, regenerating them when they’re cut off, etc. that’s a given!

But, I seemed to struggle with anything besides that… For a while, I gave him Water manipulation but that didn’t fit, so I swapped that for him getting gills whenever he’s underwater. Then I gave him this ‘Toxic Gas’ type ability where he could blow out this green gas from his mouth that’d either put them to sleep or give them insane intrusive thoughts, to the point they might become immobile until the intrusive thoughts ended. And while that ability is absolutely gorgeous, it just didn’t stick for me.

So instead, I gave him ‘Hallucinations.’ The ability to give people hallucinations or, again, terrible intrusive thoughts. But this only works so long as he has eyes on the person. Giving a person these hallucinations has the chance to leave permanent effects… I like to think Remus tried this on himself once with a mirror >:) - now I do wanna add that Remus and Roman probably have some weird connection, so it’s possible that Roman could draw energy from Remus or if Remus tried to give Roman some intrusive thoughts, it just wouldn’t work!

And lastly… Orange. Whom I like to call Dante or Cronus!

Yesss, I made powers for the non-canon side! Crazy, but I actually quite enjoy including him. Because I get to decide completely (as of right now) how he is. But, nonetheless, I based his powers off theories and what we have of him canonically so far!

Firstly, I usually give him fire related powers because of the theory that he represents Rage! So, fire manipulation, etc. but in the past I also gave him a second ability, something called ‘Shrill Scream’ in which he could let out a very high pitched screamed that could blow people back or make them go deaf for a couple hours! I did scrap this and instead gave him an ability to blow out a mass amount of smoke that can cloud vision, airways, and things alike. In addition to the fire manipulation, he can set his hair on fire as well! Which turned it orange the first time.

But, I’ve thought of another ability that inspired this post… Ghost. The ability to faze through objects and go invisible. There is a time limit for the invisibility and he can’t faze through objects forever, so he’ll get hit eventually. This ability is based off the fact he isn’t canon yet and the theory that he’s related to Infection seen as how Logan’s eyes turned orange! I’m still workshopping but it’d be pretty cool if he could also possess people, very limited with that though. Possess people for maybe an hour maximum and even then the person he’s possessing can fight to get their body back!

I legit might change his ability to Ghost instead of fire manipulation… It feels so much cooler! 🎉

What do you think their powers would be? Any other ideas? I’d love to hear them! I’m quite willing to change my AUs if I like a power someone else suggested enough. Have a nice day Silliesss!!!

[asmogorna]

Sorry to send another ask so soon (and idk if someones asked this already) but if you have any headcanons for Jon I'd love to hear them!

OK SO im really sorry it took me THIS long to get to this i quite literally.. forgot i had smth in my inbox woopsies. the reason i remembered is cause mootie posted some Spine hcs and i was like "woah"

alsooo im not good at putting my thoughts onto "paper" especially in english so you will have to excuse me

anywho my jon headcanons some sad some random /ref

First of all i think that his relationship with Peter Walter I would be far from close. he would be seen as the type of child who's both "too much mess to take care of" and "strong enough to take care of himself" if that makes sense. Peter did love him as his creation but would openly admit that he's not his proudest one, meanwhile Jon wouldn't feel much connection at all. he sympathized with his creator but only in a way he would with any other human being, there was more gratitude than love

Jon struggles with constant malfunctions and his mechanisms are a mess (partially because he gets himself in trouble all the time), so at one point Peter would get tired of fixing him so frequently, and tell him that he can just "walk some things off". That thought stuck to the bot and he would think of all of his malfunctions as slight inconveniences, i mean, he can still perform so why pay attention to the constant neck pain or powering up struggles ? it just became a habit and he kind of forgot that things like that shouldn't be ignored

After a long while when Peter Walter VI grew up enough to start learning more about how automatons work, Jon would be used as a "lab rat" (not really but its just what he himself called it) for young VI to practice fixing mechanisms. thats pretty much when he heard "Wait this cant be right" about his messed up physical state for the first time in a long while. little Peter didnt get to fix all of the things that were wrong with Jon's body, but he did manage to take care of some of them, which almost surprised Jon with how nice it felt to not hear pieces of broken gears rattle in his head every time he moved (who wouldve thunk)

ok now to more lighthearted stuff !!

Jon actually has a very strong bond with Sam ! He loves watching the mustached man work and sometimes follows him around, just enjoying his company. At first Sam thought that the tone-gold automaton was creepy and uncanny, but grew attached to him and his stupidity (/lh). i also think that Sam would be one of the few Walter workers who dont baby the Jon and actually treat him like they would treat any other robot :3

Also Jon just loves his robot family endlessly. shocker !! im not sure how explain it but i think hes the only one to look at other Walter automatons and go "bro i love them so much" at all times. in his head at least. obviously he teases them and argues with them but he wont think twice before accepting a hug from his siblings (except for Upgrade theyre rivals /j)

Speaking of Upgrade !! They feel the most sibling-ish to me (aside from Rabbit & The Spine) because they constantly poke fun at each other yet they still are willing to give each other help and comfort when needed. She once had to carry him all the way back to the Walter manor because they forgot to take some extra cans of crystal pepsi

Also Upgrade got in an accident once which caused her to have a fractured face for a couple of days, and Jon was there the entire time to comfort her and constantly tell her that shes still very pretty

Unlike with other robots, the food that Jon eats doesnt just fall through his uncovered jaw/run into his boiler or anything like this, instead it just. disappears. once he closes his mouth the food just vanishes into the unknown, yet Jon claims that he enjoys the process of "eating" (nobody knows how it works)

LITTLE GIRLS THAT GO TO SPG SHOWS LOVE HIM !! once the band finishes performing, he constantly gets pulled away by a small giggling pink-ish blob to join their tea party or hula hooping contest. thats why he has quite a knowledge on "girly" themes and educates other automatons on the matter

THATS IT FOR NOW TY FOR READING :3

[rjalker]

Again, me, not again about the actor, but the pronouns this time, because wow. I honestly feel really bad for you, having to deal with people being so... like that

By theres-no-protocol-for-this:

Murderbot and Pronouns This is my personal opinion, so take it as such. But it felt like something worth saying. I used to get very frustrated when people used the wrong pronouns for Murderbot. I remember thinking more than once, why can't they just get it right. But, a few years ago, my mother read All Systems Red in Russian of all languages. In that translation, Murderbot is referred to, partially, as a robot, which is masculine in that language. When she talked to me about this human-robot, it was also in Russian, and using masculine descriptors. It became "he" by translation. I'm told that in the Hebrew translation, the pronouns are feminine, but that might be hearsay. Then, a dear friend of mine finally finished ASR! And she kept referring to MB as a "she." When I asked my friend why she did it, she said it was because of how its voice is described at the beginning of the book. She'd imagined a tough-looking butch with short hair, a no-fucks-given attitude, and a kind voice. Like herself. And that made me pause. She had seen herself in Murderbot the same way I had. Her choice of pronouns was coming from her perspective of the world, not from a desire to misgender MB. She wasn't trying to hurt anyone. She'd missed the pronouns (especially in book one) and saw herself in the main character. And I understood her logic. The thing she helped me realize as we spoke is that MB has unusual-by-US-standards pronouns, and when people didn't get them right, it made me feel like they wouldn't accept my pronouns either. That their supposed disrespect would extend to me, the person. But that wasn't true. My friend knows my pronouns and doesn't get them wrong. It was never about that. So, now I try to be kinder and gentler when I see people call MB a he/she/they. What I want is for people to respect my pronouns because I'm a living, thinking being, and I want my autonomy to be respected. And by being observant and kind to one of my favorite characters, people showcase that they may be kind to me and respect my autonomy. And that's what I tell them now. I care about MB's pronouns because its autonomy is one way for me to explore my autonomy in a world that wasn't willing to give me the freedom to be myself. And I find that people understand that, just like they see themselves in MB, so do I. And why that makes it important for me to see them get its pronouns correct. And some people didn't read the books deeply enough to really let the "It/Its" sink in. Or they're trying to reference Skarsgard-MB without misgendering the actual human playing MB. Either way, may I recommend kindness and compassion? You're valid, your frustrations are valid (and this is to everyone, not to anyone specific). You deserve to have the world acknowledge your pronouns and your autonomy!

Like, what even?

it's because asking people to do the bare minimum of not misgendering the explicitly nonbinary character is too much to ask for exorsexist jackasses.

It does not fucking matter if other language translations misgender Murderbot. We're fucking speaking English, which means you need to use it/its pronouns, it's English fucking pronouns.

No one is ever going to use Murderbot's correct pronouns if people keep demanding we coddle people's exorsexism.

I can literally just type out "just so you know, Murderbot's pronouns are it/its, not [whatever pronoun the person misgendered it with]" and get people swearing at me and claiming I'm attacking them.

"have compassion and kindness for people misgendering the nonbinary character" doesn't fucking work when the most simple, neutral correction gets taken as a personal attack by exorsexists.

These books have been out long enough, and have enough people in the fandom, that no one should be misgendering Murderbot after the very first time they interact with the fandom. It is Martha Wells' fault that so many people don't realize that Murderbot's pronouns ARE it/its (because I guess she'd rather die than just have these characters tell eachother their pronouns), but that's no excuse when this fandom has collectively known it for years.

And yes, if people are usiung the excuse "well in this other language it uses traditionally masculine/feminine pronouns—" they're an exorsexist jackass. We're not speaking that other language. You cannot use that to justify purposefully misgendering it in English.

[bravernificationbeam]

thinking abt how isami, smith, and the audience's central questions in bravern

(isami = who + what is bravern???? smith = what do I want, what's my place in this conflict? [that's just called being 24] the audience = same as isami, who/what is bravern)

are ones whose answers are very obvious but only if you have the right framework. otherwise the answers seem so fantastical that they are inconceivable even as potential solutions (i'll note that even people i've seen who called smithvern before ep 8/9 never quite got the mechanism right.....)

like the op basically screams at you twice that smith is bravern, they really do carry themselves quite similarly ('you sound just like him' isami says haha), bravern slips up. y'know. enough (he's so excited he has to just roll w/ the fact that he as an apparent stranger knows isami's name, this mecha has seen an 80s american sci-fi movie apparently, he speaks fucking english fhdfjjdkfjk HE KNOWS THAT SMITH GETS FULL BODY WAXES.....[I LOVE YOU BRAVERN!!!!!!!]). but like What. how would that even Work. but then you get that one puzzle piece and you realize! OH. THAT'S HOW IT WOULD WORK!!!!! (for me it was seeing that cunus has time travel powers. immediately went 🤨)

likewise. smith's questions. what got me on this track was thinking abt how....when cunus is talking to smith does she even know what she means?

"I've always felt you. [You] had this feeling deep inside that [you] couldn't share with anyone. And it thrilled me."

a lot of deathdrive lore is very mysterious and doesn't make a lot of sense ("always"?), but i get the sense that she means some sort of deep unnameable longing rather than something specific--even if she has had some sort of greater knowledge of what's going on on earth than what the deathdrives gain by being in orbit, i don't know if she could necessarily detangle human emotions like that. whatever, the canon is ambiguous; all i'm trying to say is that i don't think we can determine with certainty whether cunus is talking about an identity desire or a romantic/sexual desire on smith's part--or whether she even knows herself (or, as a deathdrive, would know the difference!)

nonetheless you can tell by smith's reaction that he knows cunus is right about him. he's not totally, exactly sure how, but she really, really is ('the bullies knew i was gay before i did' type ass). and he's just abt to get his puzzle piece to figure it out 😉

so like this is all to say when smith goes up to bravern in ep 2 and asks to pilot him, when he's watching wistfully from the sidelines as bravern and isami save the day it's like. he can't ask to be the robot. that question and the desire behind it are incomprehensible to him. wanting to be isami in that situation is the only answer he can really come to, but it's not quite right and i think smith knows it. it's why smith's reflections on heroism are never quite clear--even from episode one, "this is what i've always wanted to be" girl. which is?? 'i wanted to become like him' GIRL. WHO!

i think that moment when cunus first starts talking to him and he's like 'i think you've got the wrong guy, i think you're looking for...bravern' really speaks well to how he rationalizes what's going on in his head--there's kind of a beat where you think he's going to say isami, so it's this dual moment containing both his crush and his whole Thing (weird envy he doesn't fully understand) surrounding bravern, and it's sooo close (uh yep. she sure was looking for bravern), metatextually it's there! but textually it isn't.

and so then smith, falling from the fucking sky after being time loop resurrection bravernified (god i love this show) can FINALLLYYYYY SEEEEE that he wanted to be the robot!!!!!! AND he loves isami!

as do we the audience! answering both of the central questions at once and finally getting to see that paradigm we weren't quite grasping

and it's all So Queer. and i LOVE that and i LOVE that we as the audience get to go along on this queer narrative journey with sumiisa 💖

[hopefull-mindset]

do you believe mori is a pedo or a lolic0n? I don't! but I just wanted to ask you about what you thought about it ><

Oh dear, this is the type of discussion I was thinking about but was too much of a shitfest to really dip my foot in. It's an incredibly loaded discussion to have, so I'll talk about this to the best of my abilities.

Let’s start with me saying that there is no good answer to this and it’s not as easy as “the grass is green”. There is no “I'm right” and “you're wrong”. I know the answer looks obvious at first glance, especially if you choose to primarily look at his relationship with Elise that way, but Asagiri makes some decisions that put this belief into question.

However, we can’t blame anyone for seeing Mori a certain way due to Asagiri’s choices in a poor tasted gag, so I don’t think I can ever say someone completely misunderstood Mori’s character (at least, in this regard) when we ask this question. We cannot chalk up this belief about Mori to be the fault of the audience misunderstanding him because of some “translation error” because it blatantly ignores the fact this is a joke Asagiri chooses to make a lot.

I am also not defending Asagiri when I call it a joke because it's obvious to me that's all he sees it as: a joke. Not a great one, but it's there. It's as serious as the Tanizaki siblings should be taken (kinda wish people knew that there's implications about them not being siblings more though, even if it won't make it much better for them).

Just needed to lay that out before I started talking so I'm not misunderstood when I talk about the questionability of labeling him this. I do think we need to talk more about Asagiri’s position in this when this is brought up, so I will be doing that as well.

Firstly, Elise is not the product of sexual desire came to life. That's something people understand the least if they keep looking at her in this point of view. I've seen many frame the connection between her and Yosano to be one where Mori “finds out his type to be younger”, which yuck! Thankfully, I can debunk this by just bringing in Beast Mori.

It's a little comical that people are insistent that they have nothing to do with each other when they have no problem doing so with any other character from Beast. As of canon right now, we have no idea about any specification on how this ability works or how he controls it. My assumption is that it has to partially do with Mori’s need for a companion while not needing to give himself up and be vulnerable with others. He tends to have that problem of looking over his shoulder, like with Dazai and presumably kicking him out because of the typical human fear of death.

I also tended to notice that in the three ways Elise shows up, she forms into someone that Mori might need at the moment and reflective of his mindset. During the Great War, she is at her most subservient and robotic when Mori’s mind was only on gaining the most optimal solution with no consideration for anyone’s feelings.

Post-Great War to the present day, she has been a bratty child and a lot like 11-year-old Yosano with a bow in the same place her butterfly was. She is human and expressive when he can't afford to be and a living reminder of the child he had broken down for the price of an optimal solution. If you were to ask me, Mori has grown in his mindset with the help of Fukuzawa. To consider more heart and comradery than he used to when navigating the Port Mafia. Like how he saw worth in learning about dead subordinates when Ango was insistent on filing them.

In BSD Beast, he is able to roam without considering the need for the optimal solution and Elise appears as a 20-year-old adult bratty as ever. He needs a fellow caretaker to take care of the orphanage he was put in charge of, and has let himself come back into touch with his humanity when caring for these children.

I can’t give you any personal answer for why Asagiri chose to name it “Vita Sexualis” or why her age changes like that. I don’t know what goes on in his mind and we haven’t been given any specifics. We should remember that Asagiri was actually hiding that she was his Ability up until Cannibalism arc, and that this name might not mean anything you think it does.

Why? I have no idea why Asagiri did this. I think he was having fun tormenting us with what this ability name could mean from.

I also hadn’t finished Vita Sexualis because I have a lot on my reading list, but even if it’s described as an “erotica” by public sources, your expectations of what that means might not actually be lived up to. I think one of the most creative answers to her age and this chosen name instead of “Dancing Girl” (the book of which she’s based on) have to do with the real Mori’s love of children as a father and the act of intercourse being what gives life.

But even without those bits of speculation, I have already made it clear why she has nothing to do with sexual influence and I wish people talked about her out of that type of context. She has not been sexualized by the narrative or by Mori himself. If you saw the scene where she was undressed and Mori was begging her to put on some clothes as it it was creepy, that was your choice. She has also never been put in a genuine romantic light by him ever in this story.

The omake where he calls Elise his wife is not definite evidence of some belief he genuinely has of her. If you actually read it and don't look at our context panels, it's obvious that he's doing it to ruffle Fukuzawa’s feathers and get a reaction out of him. Besides poking at his integrity, I would also assume he would do so because he can't just call her his daughter as he'd usually would in these situations since he doesn't tend to reveal it publically. King-in-Yellow made a good contribution in context to why Kafka Asagiri would make this joke with Mori and Elise.

Please note that Elise is also not a real child or his daughter, but another piece of him like all abilities are. Do not separate them in a conversation and act as if she's her own person. Abilities have shown to be able to act on their own and take over their user (Shibusawa, Fukuchi potentially, Gab from 55 Minutes), but that does not mean they have become their own being. They are still restricted by the humanity of their user and these cases only happen when the user is dead or is facing backlash against their own ability’s power.

Moving on, I need to talk about Asagiri and the way he chooses to frame Mori’s fondness for cute little girls because there is no way else to talk about these jokes and not sound like an ass unless I speak about it like this.

Now, Mori has not done anything in his actions to be pedophilic currently except these very vague “maybe, maybe not” jokes. No sexualization of Elise, no praying on Yosano, and especially nothing with Dazai???? Where did that come from???

Cases of these jokes in manga:

Ending of the guild arc where he says about how he only deals with young girls under 12 in repknss to Kouyou (do not bring up the dub, I will stare at you frowning for not acknowledging the fact that Dubs tend to be very off to fit the mouth flaps)

Fukuzawa commenting how he still has his dumb facination with cute girls

Omake (already talked about that)

The first example is where he responds to Kouyou’s words of sticking around to help and protect him in the organization. This is not a joke about sexual attraction, this is a questionable joke about her age as most media does about women at times. The “lolicon” -ness of it is still there of course, but please understand the point of it. The other implies she's flirting with him, and for him to make a joke that pokes at her for somehow flirting would be incorrect. To emphasize this, the manga chooses to translate this as “I only protect young girls”.

To explain the second example, we need to talk about the disconnect between us as an audience and Asagiri’s way of using Lolicon. On a trope basis, lolicon is when the creator presents a prepubescent-looking girl of varying “ages”, but still acts like a child and is continuously sexualized by the creator to cater to the male character’s gaze. Mori… is not written like that or is Elise for the matter like I brought up earlier, but then why does Asagiri joke about it even outside the text?

If you've ever been around this crowd in anime spaces, you would know one of the first things people say to explain it is not what I said. They’d say it's a trope about “cute little girls and fawning over them”, and then everything else is left for you to figure out. I have no idea what Asagiri actually thinks about this (probably pretty indifferent), but I'm baffled by his very surface-level take on Lolicon being presented into his own work.

This is one of those times where you have to think of Asagiri as another anime fan first rather than a creator in that space. Asagiri is just a guy who became internet famous briefly for his Touhou Cthulhu TRPG series and got signed into making his own nerdy manga about literature.

For Asagiri to narratively compare it to Fukuzawa’s love for cats, it's telling to me how this supposed “lolicon” joke is supposed to be seen. I don't think Asagiri would willingly put him in charge of an orphanage of all things and then expect us to actually think of him as a Pedo.

This has had me boggled for a while on what to think, but in the end, thinking of him as one would leave me more baffled than if he wasn't. Authorial intent can't always stop us from actually seeing what looks like, but on top of everything else… well? What am I supposed to think?

So no, I don't believe that he's a pedophile and I hope it stays that way. Sorry this took a bit to write, I needed to build some semblance of my thoughts without gaining a headache. I wish this fandom had a better discussion about him half the time and created their own opinions instead of falling back on “Oh he abused Dazai” or “that he's a nasty pedophile who should be locked up for his crimes”.

Lolicon and Pedophilia are interlocked when you speak about them, so it'd be wrong of me to completely disregard these ideas on Mori. I just thought we needed to have a better conversation on this than some accusations thrown around about who's correct. This topic deserves a bit more maturity and care than I've seen some talk about.