#this panel. this is the Superior Cute...

[sockswithsog]

“Yes Captain.”

I had fun writing the first one i apologize if C-url is OOC 😓

This definitely wasn’t appropriate, everything about it. The age difference, the power dynamic, and he was probably never going to ever be interested in you. His role is too important, and he’s your mentor, he was more important things to do on top of having to teach you. You were most likely the last thing on his mind.

But that didn’t stop you from enjoying the long contact, playing dumb so he speaks to you more, the way he asks for confirmation that you’ve understood what he said. God he was sexy, before he was just some normal guy who was supposed to be teaching you a little more about the job on a relatively easy task. You had gotten along with everyone else except Jimmy, he reeked of envy and it was off putting to you, but you weren’t worried about making friends, this was a learning opportunity and you know that. So why have you found yourself so into your mentor, but you couldn’t help it.

You found yourself in front of the control panel with Curly, going over basic controls, he’s reminding you what does what and how it does it, but you’re not paying attention to what he’s saying. You’re focusing on the tone of his voice, how he sounds when he’s teaching you things you’ve asked him to re-explain several times, and the aching between your legs. The same ache that urged you to stand closer and talk sweeter. It was almost unintentional, you just hoped he couldn’t differentiate the difference in your behavior.

After he finished his explanation you two move to something new, you notice he’s more tired than usual, seeming to be more tense.

“Are you okay Captain?”

You had no idea how it made him feel when you called him that, he tenses at the question, letting out a sign before he answers.

“It’s just… a lot going on right now.. I don’t know I don’t want to stress you out.”

“You don’t have to tell me about it, is there anything I can do for you Captain?”

He smiled a little, you lifted his spirits enough to make him look up to you when he speaks now, not at the screen nor the panel.

“You know you can call me Curly right?”

“I like Captain a little better, feels more… official”

He chuckles a little at that, amused by your response, and your unconscious submission in this dynamic, Curly had been aware you were into him, but he figured it was purely because of him being your superior, but the way you’re looking at him and the way you’re acting tells him otherwise.

“That’s cute kid, but I don’t think there’s anything either of us can do, it feels nice having someone to talk to about this though. Thank you [name]”

“I could massage your shoulders…you look a little tense.” You realize half way through how straightforward that must’ve sounded, you hope he wouldn’t notice you obviously attempt just to get your hands on him. The way your confidence fleets mod sentence makes him laugh, he decides to humor you.

“Yeah, hell why not. It couldn’t make things worse”

He chuckles a little more before he leans back a little in his chair, watching you sit up to move behind him. Your hands meet his broad shoulders, you feel a rush of confidence as you slide your hand under the top of his jumpsuit to imply you wanted it off, and he obliges. Now the only thing that separated you from his bare skin was this stupid company tee shirt, but it would do for now. You push into his shoulders, up and down his neck, pressing your thumbs along his spine. He’s groaning a little and god does he sound good, you imagine if that’s how he would sound when he was being pleased in a different way too.

“Can you take this off..?”

You don’t fucking THINK before you speak, and your inside thought came out as an actual request, luckily he chuckled more before swiftly sliding it off, how only sporting the rest of his jump suit, and whatever is under it, around his waist. You continue on for a couple more minutes before he speaks,

“[name]?”

“Yes Captain?”

“Why are you doing this?”

The question makes you think twice about what he just said, but you’ve settled on an answer you knew he’d like.

“Just to make you feel good”

He pauses, breathing a little heaving, you just now notice the grip he has on his own thighs, seeming to hold back.

“…You know what would really make me feel good?”

“Yes Captain?”

“Get on your knees.”

“Yes Captain.”

You get down on your knees in front of him, barely controlling the feeling between your legs, he slowly pulls down the rest of his jump suit, watching your face for any signs of hesitation but there was none. He let his clothes pool at the bottom of his boots.

You’re ready, you’ve been ready, you can feel yourself salivating at this situation. He looks just as satisfied about the predicament you too are in as he pulls himself out of his boxers. He’s already hard, letting you know exactly how he feels about this, letting you know that he feels the same as you do.

Your hand takes the place of his holding his shaft, immediately you kiss from the tip to the base, testing the water. He urged you to continue by placing his big hand on the back of your scalp, running his hands through your hair to your roots, getting a sturdy grip on your head. You love it, and just when it couldn’t get any better, he starts speaking to you.

“Hmmn…you look so good, keep going, don’t you wanna make me feel good?” He’s on the verge of moaning while speaking to you, he almost sounded pathetic and desperate, you didn’t mind. It was sexy, and it turned you on too. You take him into your mouth, hoping he’d say more, and he does.

“This is.. what you were wanting right… mmfh shit..”

He starts pushing your head down, making you take more into your mouth, you’re letting drool pool down his shaft while you try not to gag. Even now, this was totally worth it, and he seems to think so too. His head is tilted back and the hand that isn’t in your hair is gripping the ledge of the panel, and he’s mumbling about how good it feels. Experimentally you try to cup him, massaging with your hand while the other rides up to his sides, lightly rubbing the extra flesh on his stomach and settling your grip on his hip.

After a couple minutes of said “experiment” you feel his hips twitching and his sack starting to tense in your hand. Then he suddenly pulls you up, off, and against him

“Not yet, just a little longer..”

He starts kissing your neck up to your ear and then down to your shoulder, leaving marks that get darker as he goes lower. He reaches the collar of your shirt and decides it’s in his way.

“Take all of this off.” He gestured to your clothes.

“Yes Captain.”

You fling your shirt to the other side of the room, and he continues kissing down toward your bra, this time he doesn’t ask and reaches back to unclip it. It falls down your arms and Curly reaches his hands up to cup your chest, lightly massaging them in his hands, similar to what you were doing to him prior.

“You’re so beautiful, you have no idea how tempting you are… you mouth feels better than it looks.”

He continues with these praises, moving his hands up and down your figure, using his hands to map out every part of you. He moves both his hands to your ass, squeezing before slightly lowering them more.

“Jump for me.”

You do and he lifts you from the back of your thighs and you instinctively wrap your legs around his waist, letting his carry you to the nearest clear spot on wall, pinning you against it. Once he’d settled you against the wall he holds you up with his arm around you waist, using the other hand to position himself against your entrance and push in.

You both groan, to you he felt bigger from the inside, and for him this felt way better than your mouth. For a few moments he kept you still, moving hand other hand back to support you from below, then he started moving, every thrust hitting that same spot inside you. His head settles in the crook of your neck, and he’s groaning and breathing in your scent. You’re watching his arms flex while holding you up and moving you on him.

He keeps hitting their spot inside you that you didn’t even know existed, your moans turn into pleads for him to continue,

“Mmn..Curly…please, don’t stop.”

It was quiet but he still heard you, and he loved it. He couldn’t remember if he’s even heard you say his name before, you always addressed him as “Captain” and he never minded that, but the way you said his name gave him goosebumps. You started to see sweat start to accumulate on his back, he seemed to be getting tired of the position.

“Fuck…”

He pulls out and sets you down before grabbing your hip in one hand and bending your back with the other, you brace your hands against the wall while he moves to push himself back into you again. Once he’s in he grabs both of your hips and slamming into you immediately, the forcefulness made you lose balance but his hands keep you steady, you feet end up dragging as he holds you up, using you like a rag doll. The collision of your skin echoed into the large room, the sound drags you into the reality of the situation, thinking about it while Curly continues to use your body makes you finish fast, and very hard. He can feel you contracting around him and soon after his thrusts become frantic and uneven, before he pulls out, finishing against your back. He keeps one hand on you hip the whole time to steady you.

He uses his tip to rub the cum onto your back while you catch your breath. He moves to grab his shirt off the ground to clean you off then you braces you to his chest, breathing in your scent one more time before helping you get dressed. He was gentle and tender, treating you like a porcelain doll. Once he finished getting himself dressed he embraced you again, letting his hand slip into your hair, smoothing it against your head.

“Was that okay?”

He was speaking softly, he genuinely wanted to make sure you were okay.

“Yes, I really enjoyed myself.” you look him in the eyes.

“Thank you…for this I guess, I’m sorry. That sounded weird..” You mentally bash you head into a wall at the lack of cohesiveness in that sentence but it seems like Curly got the point. He smirks at you and huffs out a laugh at the way you stumbled on your words

“I should be thanking you, little lady. You did an amazing job.”

He smirks at you when he says the second have of the sentence, knowing that his praises would make you feel hot again. You have no words going through your head in response to his comment, you just couldn’t take your eyes off of him. You couldn’t believe that your crush on your superior would ever get you this far, after about 30 seconds of you staring he laid his hand on your face. You lean your face into his hand and he leaned down to kiss you, running his thumb over your cheek.

You two kiss for a solid couple of minutes, he takes his time remembering this moment you. After you both pull away, he looks you in your eyes and smiles,

"Pretty sure we missed dinner."

He chuckles a little, you think about what he said for a second, and at first the initial thought of just skipping dinner wasn't too concerning, then you realize the implication this would definitely give your crew-mates is.

"Fuck."

[yayasvalveplay]

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ABO Alpha Megatron bitching Alpha Optimus has me in a fucking mental chokehold ngl (so im just going to dump what I've been imagining here for yall to enjoy lmao) love some Alpha on Alpha or rather 'Not So Alpha Anymore'

Especially if Optimus is seen as peak alpha physique by labourframe standards, a real hunk but by warframe standards he's a butch twunk

Warframe omegas tend to be slender speedsters like seekers & racers so they can scarper the second something becomes a threat to their bitty while labourframe omegas tend to be bulky so bitties has plenty of padding while they keep on trucking,

the alpha labourframes being more agile to weave between the omegas on their Convoys but still big enough to haul sparklings & other precious cargo around, while alpha warframes are massive to dominate the battlefield & draw attention away from their more delicate omegas

Betas of both frameclasses tend to have a mix of traits, but primarily fulfill the supportive roles in child rearing such as teaching, guarding, & scouting areas for threats, being quite small in labourframes they're about to get into tight places to retrieve troublemaker sparklings or help them hide while warframes are flexible able to act as escorts to new flyers & racers or expecting omegas in their Battalion, keeping pace & being better able to tank hits from crashes or provide battlefield backup to alphas

So when Megs starts bitching Optimus with BA's help he starts gaining more seeker traits & oftentimes gets mistaken for a warframe beta until a bot gets close enough to catch his scent & smell how fertile he is & the alpha's claim, meanwhile to Optimus's Megatron's massive frame reads as ideal for carrying a big litter

Also means that a beta autobot like Blurr setting off all the 'is peak warframe omega' bells to alpha Shockwave, who has plans on helping the speedster reach his 'full potential' by bitching him now that he knows that it can be done, BA has helpfully given him a recipe for the necessary medication he can mix into his agent's rations, Blurr has no idea what's happening to him when he starts sprouting weapons system like his energy saw & assumes he must be some kind of omega Con sleeper agent whos failing suppressants are letting a heat bring his warframe coding to the front, the dilemma tearing him apart does he continue to live as an intelligence agent as if nothings wrong or turn himself in to his omega superior Longarm,

It would be real fun if Blurr's timing glitch meant things progressed much faster then Shockwave accounted for leading to Blurr going into an unexpected heat exposing himself as a warframe omega to someone else in AHC who blackmails & exploits him, or maybe multiple bots are present & take turns putting their new warframe breeder to good use since breeding Starscream to produce the jettwins worked so well

Optimus' alpha coding conflicts with his developing heat coding & demands he fight off the rival alpha (Megatron) & mate with the omega in heat that it can sense so close (himself) so he's super horny & feisty & Megatron thinks its so cute when he confusedly & angrily alternates between trying to maul Megatron & trying to mate him, just rutting up against the leg or closed panel of the larger bot, the first time he goes into a heat Megatron opens up his valve panel & lets Optimus work himself into a frenzy because no matter how many time he knots he can still smell an unsatisfied omega in heat, he's chewing at Megatron plating in frustration Megatron pulls his face up with a claw only for Optimus to latch onto it & start suckling like a starving mech, Megatron spends a few minutes pumping his digit into the Prime's throat until it makes him cry

Which is about when Megatron wrestles the smaller mech into a pin & prys his valve covers open with the tip of his spike before plunging in & giving the omega coding the alpha knot it's looking for, when Optimus sobers up & comes back to himself he's still stuck panel to panel with Megatron as warframe knots take a lot longer to unlock since warframe omegas are so flighty they can be hard to catch/corner even while in heat

Maybe BA could have been there taking notes & samples for her research & can tease Optimus about how cute his blissed out face was when Megs made him overload on his knot, Optimus' alpha coding still recognised her as a beta from his Convoy so let her get close & do whatever she wanted while he's in rut/heat so she has plenty of vials of different fluids, transfluid, energon, coolant etc, she says she's going to have to figure out a way to artificially induce his heats so she can collect samples as the process progresses

When Optimus tries to argue with her Megatron starts waxing lyrical about how much he enjoyed watching the prime struggle to take his claw & wondering how much more he'd struggle to take Megatron's knot in his intake while massaging his spike where it makes Optimus' protoform bulge, she says that would probably break his voice box so they'd have some peace & quiet

I have some other ideas for what other designations bots would have, alpha lugnut, beta blitzwing, omega starscream, alpha lockdown, omega bulkhead, beta prowl, beta bumblebee, beta arcee, omega ratchet, alpha grimlock, omega soundwave, beta jettwins, beta cliffjumper, alpha ultra magnus etc

Lockdown would definitely wanna bitch Prowl & tried to make Ratchet & Arcee part of his Convoy before, both Prowl & Ratchet have nightmares about waking up tied down to a lab table & tied to the bounty hunter by his knot

_Cu🐗

Imagine waiting for the right moment to fuck your pretty little Omega. Only for his heat to come unexpectedly, And now suddenly everyone is fucking the Omega, because They are all horny, and now Longarm has to rescue Blurr, umm, right after watching him getting transfluid all over his plating.

Ad when He is saved, well He's getting Blurr to purge any transfluid that made its way into his forge, so he can have a clean slate so he can fuck his pups into him, and not random bots.

And because Optimus transformation from Alpha to Omega is slower then Blurrs transfomation, He is going to go haywire, and think an Omega is in heat when in fact it's him. He's the one going into heat, and not a rut.

And Megatron is very smug about this fact. He is so fragging horny, but he wants Optimus to be in a frenzy before he knots him.

As for the Lockdown- It's only a nightmare. Because he will NOT get to them. Drift and Jazz will make sure of that.

[transformers-spike]

You put Breakdown with a gutbuster in my head, and now I need. For him to use it. On me. (Aka reader)

Bonus points if it's disgustingly cute and sweet and BD gets lots of love and praise. 🥹🥺

I overdid it. Again. Thank you @drunkeninlovesailor for beta-reading this fic and smacking some sense into me when self-doubt reared its ugly head. And I will go on to say @ss-shitstorm made me adore Breakdown so much more through Breaking Bread. I look up pictures of him and cry And yes, this is a sequel to Visitors - so back to the heatverse

Knock Out always goes first. Breakdown doesn’t mind it. At least he shouldn’t. He knows he’ll have his turn with you. Everyone does.

Second or seventh place, it doesn’t matter. He should be grateful to have a chance. Just like he should be grateful he didn’t lose more than one optic. Or the feeling in his left arm. Or his honor.

Again, it doesn’t matter. What’s done is done. It’s his turn. No superior waiting at your habsuite, no humiliating dismissal (obviously, they don’t mean for it to seem humiliating – they’re his superiors after all, and he has to obey them) – only you in the midst of your heat cycle.

The “breeding room”, as you jokingly call it, is actually Knock Out’s old habsuite. Repurposed, yeah, but he’s been here enough times to recognize it. Any Con worth their ball-bearings can upgrade after reaching third class. Knock Out used to be a first class. Then he was promoted to Chief Medical Officer and skipped a rank. Breakdown is stuck in second class. Better than first. Better than being a vehicon. He should be satisfied.

You’re curled up in your oversized berth on top of the heating pad. “Hey, squishy,” he whispers, taking his usual place next to you. “Don’t tell me Knock Out tired you out.” Your answer is a snort. You stretch, flesh poking out from under your frame coverings. A common sight by now, but his cooling fans didn’t get the memo. His frame vibrates with their familiar hum.

“Like what you see handsome?” you ask and scuttle up to him, wearing that precious spark-warming smile. He returns it full force.

“What can I say? Even a one-opticced oaf can recognize true beauty.” “Careful, partner. There’s only so much I can take before jumping on your spike.” He barks a laugh. “It may come sooner than you think.” “Bring it. I’m ready to deepthroat until your system reboots. But first -” you huff as you climb into his lap, waving away the servo he’s offering. Once comfortably seated in his lap, you cheekily rub your aft against his interface panel.

“Spill the tea, sis.”

“Hmph…” He drums his digits over his thigh. “We’ve had a record break in the mines! I haven’t seen them this happy in quartexes. There was a small party at homebase, squad’s been celebrating with engex.”

“Homemade?”

“Nah – I’ve checked. I won’t let them pull that stunt again.” He winces at the memory. B15F. Poor scrapper’s been euthanized well before his time. There wasn’t much left to save. The engex melted right through his fuel tanks. Breakdown didn’t pride himself on morality anymore – none of them did. But it was the right call – even if the uncertainty is tearing through his circuitry like a horde of scraplets. Could Knock Out have fixed B15F? Or maybe it would’ve just dragged out his suffering for a chance at nothing. His conjunx had studied at a bigshot academy – Breakdown’s knowledge’s based around rushed medical training. “You okay, big guy?” He snaps out of it. “Yeah! Everything’s good.” You can’t see his reassuring smile with his massive chassis in the way. But maybe if he keeps it up he’ll really mean it.

“You sure? You’ve been doing that a lot lately.” His smile falters. If a human has noticed it… who else has? Is this why Dreadwing’s been especially tolerant of his mistakes? Scrap, Breakdown almost misses his commanding officer’s reproaches. Could he get any more pitiful for frag’s sake? Proving himself after losing an optic to fleshies is bad enough. He’s not an invalid – he won’t be demoted to janitorial duties after working his aft off to make it this far.

“Workload’s been pretty intense. Been on my mind a lot.” He adds a chuckle to convince you – but he can’t see your expression with his chassis in the way.

“Bad enough for the vehicons to get blackout drunk again?”

“Found them recharging in mine carts.”

“Just like a college frat party, huh?” He has no idea what that means. Doesn’t stop him from laughing, though. “You should’ve seen them getting out! The sight brought lubricant to my optic.” “Scrambling like turtles stuck on their backs?” Oh – those, he definitely remembers. “Better. Remember that video you sent of the cat-looking thing surrounded by fermented fruits?” “The raccoon?” “Yeah! Struggling to sit up, then falling back in again!” You snort louder. “Ah. An absolute classic. You should totally film it next time, I would kill to see it.” “Oof. I’d love to, but I’m not sure I can do that while on shift. Ask Soundwave. Nothing escapes him.” Especially any contamination of the medbay – his processor shudders at the memory. At least it wasn’t Commander Starscream. Fooling around’s been kept to Knock Out’s habsuite ever since. And outside the ship, but that’s not the Intelligence Officer’s business.

“More than you know…” you say. Your tiny digits sneakily stroke the protomatter between his hip and thigh. The touch isn’t sensual. At least he doesn’t think it’s supposed to be. You’re not shy about squeezing, biting or running your glossa over it. This feels different. Hesitant.

“You know… you rarely visit first.” He sputters. “It’s not that I don’t want to or anything!” He shifts his frame and cranes his neck to take a good look at you. No success. “It’s that… I’m still a soldier, and they’re my superiors.” “I know that, silly. I’m talking about how you always let Knock Out have the first go at me before either of your shifts start. Why is that?” “I…” He shakes his helm. “Come on, second place doesn’t make any difference. As long as I get to pay you a visit, I’m happy!” His vox is strained. He meant to sound cheerful. What came out felt like rust being scraped off mesh.

You sink your digits into his thigh. Not enough to hurt. Never enough to hurt. A single fleshie can’t hurt a Cybertronian. But it’s clearly meant as a warning. Even he can tell that.

“Dude, just ask to go first. Knock Out is lovely and all, but you shouldn’t neglect yourself for his sake. I want you to come around and let loose before anyone else. Hell, you deserve it. Do you want me to ask Megatron personally? I can do that, no prob-” “No!” It comes out too desperate. “No,” he repeats. Softer. “The others don’t do well with favorites. Uh… except maybe Soundwave, but he doesn’t count.” Breakdown cringes. He wants no part in their power struggles, especially Commander Starscream’s. Else he’d end up at the barrel of his Master’s cannon.

“Okay… but my point still stands. Ask Knock Out to reschedule next time orr I’m bringing Megatron into this.” His vents huff, servos drawn into fists.

“Got it,” he relents. “I’ll talk to him, but if he refuses-” “He won’t refuse,” you say none-too-softly. “We’ve had a chat post-coitus.” He blinks. “You cannot be serious.” “Low and behold, I am. What? Did you expect me not to address it?” “He’s going to be furious at me.” “Like hell . If he so much as lifts a digit, I’ll be happy to inform Megatron and get him put in his place. He’s your superior in the medbay, not outside of it last I checked. And trust me, I’ve been checking.” He clenches his jaw and offlines his optic. “We’re not…” he starts gently, leveling his words carefully. “We’re not Newsparks. There’s a balance we’ve established on the Nemesis. All of us. Bringing Lord Megatron into this won’t offset the balance. It’ll destroy it. What we have here,” he gestures at the small habsuite. “Is thanks to his generosity. I don’t want to lose this because of some petty interface stuff. If he intervenes… I doubt we’ll still be able to visit.” There’s a long pause. He gives you the time to mull it over. An apology already on his glossa. “I understand. I know it’s not my place to call the shots. Part of me wishes that…” You swallow. “Part of me wishes that I could make things easier for you guys. You’ve all been through so much, and I know I’m only the ship’s resident pet or whatever, but I can throw my weight around a bit. You know, use my position for good?” “For good? Primus, you’re already doing us enough good!” “Hm, not exactly. You’re the ones helping me with my heat when he’s not around. Ugh – I would be suffering without you guys.” You squeeze his thigh. “Man-” you laugh nervously. “I hope I’m not getting too sappy. You’re, like, the only one I can have these conversations with.” His fans stutter. “Really? Not even Lord-” “Not even,” you repeat with finality. There’s a comfortable silence. Breakdown is smiling to himself.

“Hey, big guy.” “Yeah, squishy?” “Wanna kiss?” “Is that even a question?” he asks as he picks you up from his lap, servos cradling your fragile human frame. “Mmm, you know the answer.” You touch the sides of his face. His cooling fans flip to the second setting. Your hands are soft. Incredibly soft. His vents cease functioning entirely as you kiss him. Your glossa is warm and wet. His circuits crackle with charge. How could something so small push his systems into overdrive? When you pull away, he’s left cold and yearning. You don’t waste a klik undressing yourself, tossing your frame coverings over his servos and onto the berth. His lips find yours again. You devour his intake like your fuel tanks are empty.

Knock Out satiated you groons ago, but you’re already running hot with want. His heavy engine purrs. “Someone’s eager to get spiked,” he mutters against your intake. You ex-vent sharply and kiss again, grinning against his lips. He slides a digit between your legs, which you immediately part. There’s still feeling in this one, taking in the heat of your slick valve. There’s no trace of your last interface, only a craving for more. A hiss escapes you as he rubs the digit over your minuscule anterior node. Your hips buck into him, teeth grazing his lip.

“Please, stop teasing already. You know I can’t take it.” “I’m not a tease - that’s Knock Out’s job.” He swipes his glossa over your intake. “I’m the total opposite. So, what do you say? Is your little valve ready to take my spike?” Your optics widen, lubricating in excitement. “Oh finally!” You press your helm against his. “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this! I’m so glad the recent energon haul got you enough to mass displace.” “Actually, I’ve been rationing my energon for a deca-cycle!” You step away from his helm and look at him in… strange horror. “You what?” There’s pity in your optics and disappointment furrowing your optical ridge.

Oh frag him! Why did he have to open his intake? “It’s nothing to worry about, I swear! I’ve done this plenty of times in the past – there was this time my unit was stranded in the Sea of Rust and there was no energon for almost a whole deca-cycle! Impressive, right? You don’t see any seekers surviving that!” Your horrified expression worsens. “What do you mean you’ve been starving yourself for weeks just to mass displace and fuck me?”

“Come on, it’s not really starving! We bots can deal with it better than you humans!” he stammers, engine revving in panic. “It’s not about that – it’s about sacrificing yourself for… for this!” you gesture at your body. “Fuck’s sake, you could have told me! I was waiting for you to ask! I could have gotten you the energon ages ago!” “Then why didn’t you?” The words smash through his intake before he can stop them, leaving him to clean up the mess.

His spark tightens when you flinch. It’s the first time he’s startled you. The first time he’s seen you scared. “I… I didn’t…” Your gaze falls. “Scrap, I’m so sorry! It’s not my place to say it, I didn’t mean-” “It’s fine,” you gently stop him. He immediately yields. “You don’t have to apologize. I just… didn’t expect it to be this bad.” A sigh leaves your intake. “I still want to help, though. If Knock Out can mass displace almost every time he visits, isn’t there plenty of energon to go around? Don’t you also work in the medbay on top of everything? You deserve at least the same amount of rations.” “It’s more complicated than that,” he mutters. “Knock Out outranks me.” “So? You’re just one bot, it won’t drain the reserves.” He presses a servo to his helm. “My frame type’s the issue. Us warrior class bots need far more energon than the average vehicon.” “Yes, and? You’re still just one more war frame. Who else is there? Megatron, Dreadwing – that makes three.” You bite your lip when you meet his optic. “Let me give you a hand. I’ll leave the whole thing with Knock Out alone if you let me help with this.” “I…” His vents huff. “Okay. I’ll let you take care of it. But, please tell him not to summon me. Else it’ll seem suspicious.” A smile tugs at the corner of your intake. “Got it. Easier done than said.” Hesitating, you reach out to touch his cheekplate. He leans in. You take a deep in-vent. “I’m sorry for blowing up like that. I’ve been so worried about everyone lately, I’ve overstepped so many boundaries. The energon thing just… drove me off the edge.” “It’s okay,” he says, unsure of his own words. “It happens to the best of us. If it’s any comfort,” he grimaces, “Knock Out’s been riding my tailpipe about my energon intake for the whole deca-cycle. That’s why I… tried to keep it a secret. Until now.” “Did it work on him?”

“Frag no!” He laughs. “For all his drawbacks, he’s the closest thing to a doctor on this ship. Noticing something’s wrong’s part of his primary code!” His laughter dies down. “Sorry. This wasn’t supposed to happen. I definitely ruined the mood.” “Not at all.” You press your cheek against his. “If it’s any comfort on my part, I’ve been called someone else’s name during interface.” His optic buzzes in its socket. “Who?” he demands without meaning to. “Who?” He repeats, far softer – now a polite question. “No one in High Command, sadly,” you say like you’ve read his mind, adding an apologetic shrug. “Another human before the alien shebang happened.” “Ah.” He averts his optic to hide his disappointment. “Come on, man. You know I would have immediately rung you up if Starscream had been moaning Megatron’s name during overload.” He cracks a smile. “I guess you’re right.” “Gossip girls forever?” You offer your fist. “Gossip girls forever,” he agrees, tapping it with his digit. You both mimic an explosion and draw your servos away in slow motion. “Still not sure what explosive punches have to do with gossip.” “Shhh - it’s a human bestie thing.” You kiss him again. Gently at first, then harsher with his wordless encouragement – your hunger makes his engine rev. “Want to start with valve to glossa action? How about we keep mass-displacement for the final course?” “Like I’ll ever refuse a free refueling.” You snicker. The noise is so precious it makes his joints weak. Lying on his abdomen with you in his servos, you writhe as he presses his glossa to your valve. “Fuck,” you hiss. “You okay?” he’s unable to hide the smugness in his tone. “I thought Knock Out had the first taste.” “ Fuck , Knock Out. I need your glossa right now. No one else’s.” His fans shudder. Once, handling someone so small was circuit-frying. He’d been with plenty of minicons, but never an organic. Those bots could take a good pounding. Fleshies? Not so much.

“Fuck.” You shiver as his glossa rubs up and down your pretty valve. Your hips buck into it. He grins between your legs and licks again. And again. And again. Until he feels your servos on his crest. “I need to ride your face,” you say – more declaration than request. He blinks, grin widening. “That desperate, huh?” “Shut up,” you growl – too adorable for your own good. How he wants to squeeze and smother you against his face. Your legs are soft on either side of his cheeks, servos gripping onto his crest with impressive strength for a creature so small and frail. He holds his glossa out for you to use as you please, two digits holding your hips in case you tumble off. “How…” You pant. “How are you this good?” He shrugs with his free arm. His vents blast harder. “I’m not even doing anything,” he mumbles with his glossa out. “Of course you are. You’re being your sweet himbo self,” your words falter as you keep riding. 

His cheekplates heat up. “Uh, a what now?”

There’s no answer, only your legs shaking as you furiously grind against his intake. You grip onto his crest, your entire frame shaking. “Breakdown!” you call out, vox breaking. A sudden burst of charge travels down his interface array. His pressurized spike clanks against his panel. “Frag,” he groans. His spike’s throbbing, Ugh, it hurts like he swung it against a wall.

At least you’re oblivious to his, uh, mishap – twitching against his glossa while trying to slow your ventilation. The plating of hips shifts and his panels release his array. His valve is soaking with transfluid, steam almost emanating off of it after overheating for half a groon. The cold air makes his spike twitch. “Is it… is it time?” you ask weakly, turning around to look at his lap. “Oh hey, so that’s where the noise came from.” He cringes, but still helps you get down. You scurry towards the middle of the berth and cheer out “Show me the goods, big boy!” Mass displacement is something he’d done in the past – back on Cybertron when there was plenty of energon to go by. Now it’s just a waste. Not for you, obviously! Primus, you’re worth every last drop. His working receptors buzz with sensation. System diagnostics appear at the corner of his vision. Mass conversion: successful

Warning:

Minimum energon required: 70%

Current level: 93% His joints are calibrated, there’s no ache in his processor, subspace feels fine – everything’s in working order. He can rest easy and focus on the important stuff. “Woah.” you beam at him. It’s uncanny to see you… so much bigger than he’s used to.

The hug is sudden but not unwelcome. Your helm comes up to his chassis, but only barely. It doesn’t take long for you to pull him on top (the close view is to offline for), and drag him into a kiss. His spark pulsates like never before.

“Please, spike me,” you beg. “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this.” He looks down at his spike. Then back at you. There are many things he’s learned as a nurse, one of which being: pick the smallest pair of forceps when operating on minicons. Sadly, he cannot replace his spike with a smaller one. But he can prepare you for the operation. “Hey, how about I get you started with something else before you get the hammer?” He lifts up the servo with functioning receptors and flexes his digits. “Promise you’ll rail me afterwards.” “Promise.” He grins.

He’s a denter first and all, but he’s always been careful with his servos back when brushing debris off his comrades after a busted demolition job. It felt like second nature to him. They were at the bottom of the scrapheap. Caring for others, even in small ways, made their plight bearable. His own at least. He pushes in, chuckling as you furrow your optical ridge, intake slightly agape. “Does it sting?” “No.” Another digit is carefully added. You whimper and grit your dentae. One digit and a half then. “What about now? How do you rate your pain on a scale of 1 to 10?” “Oh shut up…” Your tiny valve is absolutely soaked, slick with human lubricant, struggling to accommodate him. If you’ve taken the entire High Command, you can take him. Sure, he’s been told his spike is a “weapon forged by Solus herself”, but Megatron’s definitely bigger. And you’ve fragged him. Everyone knows that. Your valve’s more durable than it seems.

You clench around his digits, expression so lovely it’s clear you’re about to overload. He cautiously curls a digit inside of you. The gentle pressure’s an easy way to make your valve calipers clam down on him. Another whimper escapes you as he rubs at the spot. Your pedes push against his thighs, a desperate plea to stop. But he knows better. “Cute,” he thinks as your sweet noises intensify. He never expected fleshies to be so adorable – but then again, you’re not like the other squishies. Lord Megatron picked the best one. “Please,” you whisper. “This is torture.” “Aw, I thought you wanted to overload.” “You and I…” You swallow. “We both know damn well you’re teasing me. I need your spike, not… not this .”

He laughs. “I keep my promises, don’t worry about it.” He pulls you flush against him, legs over his hips. Bracing himself on one servo, he’s got an arm cautiously wrapped around your waist. “Comfortable? How do you rate your position on a scale from 1 to-” “Breakdown, I swear to fu-” “Got it. It’s hammer time.” He grins. You grip onto his digits and offline your optics. He pushes in. You suck in a sharp in-vent. He pauses.

“Go on,” you say after a moment. “I can take it. I guess I didn’t expect it to be so big.” “Big?” He blinks at you. “You’re the one taking Lord Megatron. He’s larger than me.” “Not his spike.” You chuckle. He looks up at the ceiling in wonder. “Wow.” “Wow indeed. Now please put that spike to good use.” Like a good soldier and seasoned interface partner, he follows your orders. Ridge by ridge, you take him, grip tightening and dentae gritting until he reaches your limit. He shudders. You’re clenching around him like a cold press, crushing his spike harder than any minicon valve. You seem on the verge of shutting down. “You okay?” “...yeah.” “Do you want me to stop?” “Don’t you dare.” “Got it.” His smile widens.

The pace is incredibly slow. Yeah, Knock Out likes having his circuits rearranged – and yeah, most vehicons he’s been with want to get railed into oblivion. But taking his time with you feels just as good. Charge is building along his array. He wants to tell you so many things – how you’re so beautiful holding onto him like he’s the center of your universe, whimpering and repeating his name listlessly – or how he wishes this could last forever, that he can forget the war when your arms are wrapped around his frame, no matter how small.

Your optics come back online and meet his. Wordlessly, you beckon him closer. He leans down, now bracing himself on his arm. Your servos find his face. “Have I ever told you how handsome you are?” you ask, nuzzling his cheekplate. It’s not the first time you’ve done so. But at this moment, either from mass displacement or the sight of you sprawled out before him (or both), his spark throbs in his chassis. His array is pulsating with charge. He presses his forehelm against yours. “Yeah. You always do.” “Good. Because I love you.” Your lips meet his. The charge explodes. Your valve clamps down on his spike. Sparks shoot through his sensors – his engine roars. The world stands still.

Then, he breaks the silence. “By…” his vox crackles with static. He recalibrates his vocalizer. “By Alchemist Prime…” there’s still a buzz to his words. “What was that?” “You tell me,” you answer shakily. Neither of you move for a while. Diagnostics report: Energon level: 87% He pulls out of you, earning a wince. You loosen your grip on his neck and fall back. His optics widen at the load of transfluid trickling out, valve still twitching. He feels equal parts pride and wonder something so small took his spike. Should he tell you about it? You appreciate greatly when he says what’s on his processor. Not everyone does. “Good job,” he tells you, petting your helm like the human he saw congratulating its furry companion. Your expression spells confusion. Then, you grin wider than he’s ever seen and pet him back. His engine rumbles in content. “I would die for you,” you declare without a hint of sarcasm in your vox. He laughs nervously. “Please don’t, Lord Megatron would kill me.” “Then I’d kill him first.” “But you’d already be dead.” “I’d come back as a ghost.” He laughs again, twice as nervous. “Anyway, was it… good?” “You blew my back out.” “I – what ?” “You rearranged my guts.” “Wait, are you about to offline-” “Human euphemisms.” “Oh.” “It means it was the best frag of my life.” “I… oh wow.” He allows you to pull him back on top. “You’re the best I could have asked for.” His cooling fans are blasting. “Um…” “You’re my favorite blueberry popsicle.” “Uh, thanks?” “I love it when you’re blue in the face.” More energon rushes to his cheeks.

“Oh, um – you too!” Frag - that didn’t sound smooth. He hasn’t been this bad since he was newly forged. “Raspberry and blueberry,” you press your helm against his. “My favorite mix.” You kiss him again, less desperately – finally satiated for the next cycle. Or at least a few groons. “Can you cuddle in this form?” Or…do you have to turn back?” He hits his chassis with pride. “Another groon won’t hurt me – I’ll do just fine..” “Aw hell yeah!” He lies down and you quickly take your place at his side, burying your face in the crook between his neck and his chassis. You let out a hum when his digits stroke your back. He can sense the minuscule hairs on your plating. They tickle.

A klik passes by, but you can’t seem to sit still. You push his arm away, readjust yourself, then pull it back in, only to start again a nanoklik later. “Everything ok?” You make a noise of frustration – so adorable it makes his spark ache.

“Give me a sec,” you mutter.

He watches as you get up to fetch your blanket and pillows. “Uh, I don’t think that’s a good idea. I barely managed to clean up before coming over.” “Don’t matter.” You cover his side in them. “I just want to cuddle you.” He bites his glossa. You’re too sweet for your own good. Once comfortable, his servo comes back to stroke your skin. You shiver. “Are you cold? Do you want me to get the heating pad?” “No. You’re warm enough. It just… feels nice to be with you this way. I meant what I said. I do love you. Maybe not on Knock Out’s level – he’s known you before my great grandparents were even born.” He affectionately taps your helm. “I mean, yeah – but what does that have to do with us? Do you humans have a monogamous contract or something?” Your expression says it all. “Oh,” he drawls. “Uh – it doesn’t mean that you can’t be with us, it’s that-” “I’m Megatron’s first and foremost,” you say, looking away from him and straight at the wall. “I… yes. But I mean that-” “I’m together with everyone. I know that.” You turn your attention back to him. “And no, it doesn’t bother me. I simply want to give you the praise you deserve. And the energon. Man, you need that so badly.” Resting your helm atop his chassis, you flash him a warm smile. “I love you. Don’t you ever forget that.”

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what is the timeline of:

-Reed, Sue, and the Foundation leaving Johnny and Ben behind

-Ben and Johnny’s adventure in Marvel’s 2 in 1

-Peter getting mentally and physically hijacked by Otto

-Peter getting back into his own body and continuing Parker Industries and buying the Bacteria building

-Peter losing the Baxter Building and his company failing

-The FF come back home

Just wondering like timeline wise where all this stuff takes place? And maybe what comics, but beggars can’t be choosers fr. Thanks!!!

Okay, a rough timeline here. Sorry it took me forever to answer this, I'm going to try to start slowly going through my ask box and getting to a few easier to answer questions.

So, in chronological order:

Peter is bodyjacked by Otto starting with Amazing Spider-Man #698. (If you're going to read this period, be aware there's a bunch of side issues labeled things like ASM #699.1 and #ASM 700.1-700.5. No I don't know why they did this. Yes it does look stupid. #700.5 does have a brief, cute Spideytorch story that has nothing to do with Otto bodyjacking Peter.) Conveniently, when this happened, Johnny was in space with the rest of the Fantastic Four, his powers going haywire. This is in Matt Fraction's Fantastic Four run. Peter is mentally present for a while before Otto "erases" him from his mind. Otto never interacts with Johnny when he's in Peter's body.

Peter gets his body back in Superior Spider-Man #30. Do not bother reading this unless you have to, it won't make sense without the rest of Superior behind it. (In general I only recommend reading Superior if you need to for fic purposes or if you want to experience the worst of Dan Slott's impulses as a writer.) Just have these nice panels.

At this point, Spider-Man renumbered back to #1 with Amazing Spider-Man (2014). This is when Peter continues as CEO of Parker Industries.

There's quite a bit of canon between Peter regaining control of his body and Johnny being left behind by Reed and Sue. Most important for Spideytorch purposes is Robinson's Fantastic Four run, where Johnny loses his powers. Peter is a pretty big player in Johnny's plot here. Peter and Johnny also don't reunite until after Johnny has lost his powers.

(ASM (2014) #1)

He uses Peter as a personal taxi at this point.

(FF (2014) #14 and #642)

When Johnny gets his powers back, we're pretty much immediately plunged in Secret Wars (2015), a huge and actually well done comic event written by Jonathan Hickman. Basically! Reality is smashing into other realities and all of reality is going to be destroyed. Luckily Doom is here to make himself God King of Everything. When reality is restored by Reed via Franklin's powers and the Molecule Man, he and Sue take the children on a road trip to restore every universe. Ben and Johnny are left behind in the newly restored 616 universe. Extremely good comic, very plot focused.

Oh, by the way, Doom made Johnny the sun in Secret Wars. Like literally the sun.

(Secret Wars (2015) #3)

So that's fun. Iirc, he doesn't remember this, but Peter sure does! He was outside of the weird reality stuff that was going on (it's a whole thing) so he retains his memories from Battleworld.

This is when Johnny starts wearing the gold and black suit. He's on two teams at this point: the Inhumans and the Uncanny Avengers. Ben has left for space with the Guardians of the Galaxy. At some point between getting left by Reed and Sue and Ben leaving to join the Guardians, Ben and Johnny had some kind of spectacular fight. We have a couple of context clues that suggest it was about Reed and Sue, but we don't know exactly what went down. The important thing is that it was bad enough for Ben to leave for space. This becomes one of the Great Johnny Depression Eras.

Peter buys the Baxter Building in this period of time to hold it for Johnny until the Fantastic Four return. He moves Parker Industries into the Baxter Building as his New York headquarters.

(ASM (2015) #3)

I don't recommend a lot of ASM (2015) but Johnny was in it a lot. The one thing about Slott is that he's going to write some Spideytorch.

Peter loses the Baxter Building when he absolutely and knowingly trashes his own company during the Secret Empire event. It was fun as hell.

(ASM (2015) #31)

I am a fair and honest hater: when Slott sticks the landing, he really sticks it.

So yeah obviously Peter loses the building over this. Peter and Johnny do their usual blowing up at each other and then making up five minutes later, this time with added passive aggression. Spider-Man also returns to legacy numbering at this point.

(ASM #790)

This is when Johnny and Ben's big adventure in Marvel Two-in-One (2017) begins. A couple of cute Spideytorch moments in here and an arc that could have been incredible for Spideytorch but instead just kind of really sucks when it comes to Evil Peter characterization.

Fun fact: we still have zero idea how powerless Ben and Johnny got home or repowered because the series just kind of cuts off at #10 and then the last two issues take place after Reed and Sue's return. So that sucks.

(Marvel Two-in-One #4)

Look at Johnny's little face when Peter calls him his friend. This is one of my favorite Johnny costumes.

After Marvel Two-in-One, Johnny and Ben are reunited with Reed and Sue in Fantastic Four (2018) #1. And there you have it! A timeline of Johnny having a Terrible Time but at least he got to hang out with Peter a lot.

(FF (2018) #2)

[sweetenerluvss]

Here’s proof Juvia doesn’t bring Gray happiness. He says he has to sacrifice his own happiness, (or at-least implies that) by prioritising hers instead.

This is really sad to see honestly, considering just how little Gray seemed to care about himself throughout the show. He’d constantly try to throw it all away to use iced shell because of his guilt due to Ur saving him in a sacrifice.

And you know who had to go and mess it all up and bring Gray right back to square one? JUVIA

As you all may probably know, Juvia sacrificed herself for Gray in alvarez arc. The same thing that Ur did for him when he was little.

Honestly finding these panels was really hard for me, not out of difficulty finding them but just by looking at them. Gray is shaking. He Is never one to shiver but he is absolutely terrified and traumatised right here. This is the death of Gray’s character, right here is when it happened. He was taken back to that awful feeling he had as a kid, where someone died because of him. Again. 

This right here in my opinion is where Gray really starts to believe this was his fault. Juvia’s happiness, Juvia’s safety, Juvia’s life is all his responsibility right in this moment. He sees it as all his fault. If he had just loosen up, if he had just listened to everyone else, if he just had tried to care like Juvia did maybe she’d still be here. Thoughts like that would be running through his head. Resulting in why we see Gray’s character completely flip by the time 100YQ rolls around.

Juvia tells him that her life belongs to Gray. Meaning it’s his responsibility now, obviously he is having trauma relapse from when Ur died so he starts trying to prioritise Juvia’s happiness over his own. Even if it makes him depressed. He believes, Juvia’s happiness matters more because of his guilt.

That’s why by the end of alvarez arc we see him try to flirt with her, out of guilt. Out of thinking he owed her better. Finally Juvia gets what she wants from the man and all it took was traumatising him. Gray hesitates with flirting with her too, because he knows it isnt him. It isnt what he really wants to say. When he flirts with Lucy, we see him smirking because he feels comfortable and its what he wants to say. When he does with Juvia, he’s frowning. He always looks away. Because he knows it’s not true to him.

That’s why instead of complimenting Juvia we hear him say this ‘maybe it should be mine’ regarding her scarred body. He believes Juvia’s body is his responsibility, and that’s why he says this. It’s not flirting, it’s his way of revealing his mindset through trying to appease Juvia. Juvia says she belongs to Gray, and he finally believes that. He finally believes that scar on her is his fault, and thats why he tells her to remove it, because it reminds him of his responsibility to her and his guilt.

Here we see Gray’s wide eyes of discomfort. His prolonged silence. He’s obviously uncomfortable, in fact he can’t even look at Juvia for very long. It reminds him of the fact he’s not being true to his own happiness, sacrificing his joy for hers. But because our ice boy is so compassionate and guilt ridden he does so anyway. 🥲

And here we see him flirting with Lucy! He’s actually looking at her, and smiling. He looks happy. He doesn’t have to look away because he likes what he sees and he wants to look. It’s respectful, it’s cute and most importantly its authentically him. There’s no wide eyes of hesitation, no anxious frown. None of that, Gray just says that line with no struggle because it’s what Gray really wants to say and this in my opinion will always be the superior Gray. When he’s being himself.

Not once does he take his eyes off of her, not once does he stop smiling, and honestly it warms my heart to see and i’m glad to end this heavy post on a good note. After seeing Gray act so… sad the first half of this post I really needed a pallet cleanser. So I’m leaving this little rant post here, I feel very heavy emotionally after writing this just thinking about the trauma Gray goes through. It really is a tragedy. He’s not allowed to be happy as long as hes with Juvia because he knows its not what he wants. But, unfortunately 100yq gray is completely blinded by guilt and Juvia’s manipulation so I doubt we’ll see the old Gray back anytime soon.

We miss you Gray, please don’t let Juvia turn you into her monster of a self!

[lara-cairncross]

another silly headcanon

ignore how inaccurate the sizes are lmao

WAHHHH IM GOING INSANE YES YES YES I LOVE THIS--

also that's just. SO in-character for Leo. He would absolutely find a way to get his brothers to help him with the dirty work ahshhehdh

And Raph probably wouldn't even be mad!! He likes weird creatures!!! Donnie would be a little miffed about having another chore to do, but like, he's not gonna turn down a chance to flex on other talents with his "superior intellect" lmao nah. Mikey is just happy to have something to help with, cuzzzz he doesn't really have a job of his own anymore--

ANYWAY

THNAK YOU FOR YET ANOTHER EXCELLENT COMIC I LOVE THESE THEY'RE SO SO CUTE YOU'RE LITERALLY READING MY MIND SHDHEHFHER ALL THE LOVE 🩵🩵🩵 also i'm assuming the first panel is an oc??? THEY'RE REALLY PRETTY AJDHEHR--

[cotton-fae24]

Chapter 10, part 7/10

Only 3 more parts, I can’t believe we’re almost done! Anyway, drawing more than nine characters in one panel is not something I want to do again for a while. At least I got to give some cute cameos on some fan favorite owl house characters

The narration explains that a desperate Evelyn had decided to reach out to the other royals for help.

We cut to the next scene where Evelyn and the other royals of the respective Titan kingdoms are gathered around her. They don’t have any ideas unfortunately, as there’s no way that they could possible win a fight against the humans, given their superior technology. However the Plant Queen, played by Willow, comes up with an idea.

The Plant Queen orders each royal to take a piece of their side of the titan and deliver it to her. Despite the royals confusion, they agree to it.

When Evelyn asks how this is supposed to help, the Plant Queen explains that even though the original Titan is dead, his magic still remains. Legends even says that it comes to those who need it the most. The Plant Queen is using the bone pieces to build something as she’s explaining, until it all is formed together into a massive trident.

The Plant Queen proclaims that we shall call upon that power now, holding the trident in a powerful stance. The plant Queen then gives it to Evelyn, saying that this trident will give her the power of the Titan itself, and offers it to fight against the humans and avenge her husband.

Evelyn holds the trident and vows to use it to defend her people, and that she will stop the wicked Philip Wittabane in his tracks. We then see Evelyn swim up to the surface, and the narration says that Evelyn will now confront Philip Wittabane.

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My Favorite Pairings In Fates

This isn't an addition to my blog, but I just really love all of the pairings I do in Fates and I wanted to share them!

Path Neutral pairings:

F!Corrin/Jakob: If I didn't marry my Corrin to Leo all the time (which will never happen), I would marry her to Jakob. I just feel like they have a lot of screen time together in the early game, and it's one of the cuter Corrin romantic support chains. I actually don't really love the Leo/Corrin chain all that much, but I do it anyway because I'm down bad.

Azura/Kaze: I don't care that the stats are dogshit I'm doing it anyway 😭 I just really like the idea of Azura as Midori's mother. She has an affinity for medicine, as shown in Conquest Chapter 12, and the Kaze/Azura support line is literally about her sending medicine to her sick nana. It's so cute. Also, Kaze works really well as Shigure's father. They've both got that calm and collected aura about them. He just gives me "father of 2" energy.

Silas/Mozu: Honest to god, I do this because it's quick and easy, but I actually really love the hair color it gives Sophie. And that's all I do with it.

Hoshido pairings:

Ryoma/Rinkah: Because IS said fuck you to Scarlet. Jokes aside, I feel like these 2 look really cute together, they have similar designs, and I love the idea of Rinkah being the queen of Hoshido. And blonde Shiro reminds me of a frat boy, which I think is hilarious

Hinoka/Subaki: I actually really hate Subaki as a character, I find him really annoying, but I really love the idea of Hinoka being Caeldori's mother. Not only does it give Caeldori her canon red hair, but the supports line up really well, and her and Hinoka will have matching Falcon Knight uniforms!! Caeldori is kind of the only kid I can really see Hinoka having 😭

Sakura/Kaden: I actually had trouble for a long time figuring out who I wanted to ship Sakura with. Nothing ever made sense for her. I used to ship her with Saizo for redhead Asugi, but I just felt like it didn't make sense for her not to have a daughter. But I feel like Selkie is just a perfect child for her! Sakura and Kaden's support revolves around the 2 of them becoming napping buddies, and in the 4Koma, Sakura and Selkie have a panel where they nap together! I know she's not an ideal mother for her, but I don't really care lmao

Saizo/Kagero: I don't WANT to because I'm a child of divorce 😭 but I'm also not shipping Saizo with fucking Setsuna so we're going with this

Azama/Orochi: Once again, I hate Azama with a burning passion, but Orochi has my favorite hair color in the whole game, and this was the only Azama support that didn't have abusive undertones to me and didn't give Mitama the worst hair color of all time, so I went with this

Hinata/Hana: Both Samurai, gives Hisame his canon brown hair, cute support. What more can I say? (he was a punk, she did ballet)

Hayato/Nyx: I hate the age gap so much, and in a typical playthrough I wouldn't do it, but if Hayato wasn't Rhajat's canon dad but Nyx was Rhajat's canon mother, I'd put her with somebody else because it just makes too much sense. I do have somebody else that I like her with tho that I will mention later

I leave Setsuna single because I don't like her lmao (there's a reason I choose Conquest, half of the BR cast is just boring to me)

Nohr pairings:

Xander/Charlotte: I will make a case for just getting Sol from Laslow. I do think that if you wanna put him with somebody else, that is available to you. And I've talked about a similar situation before with doing the SUPERIOR Beruka/Camilla for Camilla Fighter access instead of giving her the overrated Keaton marriage. The difference is that for some bullshit reason, Xander and Laslow do not have a fast support. So, for me, it's like, why not just give him Heartseeker from a fast Leo friendship and give him the Charlotte marriage? I do really love the supports though and I love the idea of Queen Charlotte!!!

Camilla/Niles: This is one of my favorite ships in this entire game. It's a really unique support line, they're both very similar characters, and lavender Nina is the greatest thing in this world. The Nina support with her mother kind of makes the most sense with Camilla, because ONLY she is so desensitized to just not care at all about Nina's obsession with yaoi, but she is also the only one who is so obsessed with Corrin that she would give her yaoi to the army. I also love that the S support doesn't end with a grand proposal or anything, I like that it's just the blossoming buds of a relationship, because it makes the whole support feel like a natural progression, and it never feels in character for Niles to do a big 'ol proposal like in his supports with Felicia. Overall, love these 2

Leo/Nyx: I told you Nyx would be back! If Nyx gave him Wyvern access, this would be the greatest pairing of all time. I absolutely love the supports between these 2, I feel like they just already like each other from the start, and the S support just makes me absolutely melt (with the exception of one line, iykyk). I have a love-hate relationship with the hair color it gives Forrest, but it is very gothic lolita, which I find to be really cute. Adventurer Nyx is also a great backpack for Leo, fwiw)

Elise/Odin: I shipped this BEFORE I knew it made a broken Ophelia. I just feel like a lot of characters are really cruel to Odin for absolutely no reason (see: Corrin), and this was the only support that felt like the both of them really got along well.

Laslow/Selena: OTP. LITERALLY THE OTP. I can't express in words how much I love these 2 together. I actually have a headcanon, since I also pair them together in Awakening, that they were together through the events of that game but broke up midway through because they were young and dumb. And after they've grown up a little more in Nohr, they rekindle their old flames. It makes their Fates A support feel a lot sweeter, I'll tell you that. I love that they have history together, even just as friends saving 2 different worlds, and they have a really fun dynamic of being an incorrigible flirt and a tsundere. I love that she calls him out on his shit in the B support, and it genuinely has a lasting effect on him, I love that by the S support, they're both kind of dodging each other's feelings a little bit, I just love these 2 with all my heart. Also, Selena and Soleil have names that mean Moon and Sun, which I can't NOT pass up, and they also have matching outfits if you do this pairing!! I also ship Virion and Olivia, and there's a line in Virion's support with Frederick where he mentions a "symbol of everlasting friendship", which is also what Laslow initially calls the bracelet he proposes to Selena with. I could keep going but I'll move on now lmao

Peri/Keaton: Unpopular opinion incoming. This is Peri's best support. Because it doesn't unnaturally throw Peri into just going "okay sure I'll stop killing". Keaton goes "hey, maybe be a little choosier but you CAN go hunting with me". Which feels like a natural way to wean her off of killing. I also love Peri and Velouria's supports, she's the only one that specifically mentions the flower she hopes she smells like, and of course Ms. I Love Trash Velouria would love the smell of the corpse flower. Also, Peri, who loves to cook, marries Keaton, who loves to hunt. So I headcanon that they go on hunting trips together and then Peri cooks all of the food they got and they have little feasts!

Beruka/Benny: Two introverts meet. Just what I like to see as a fellow introvert myself. This is one of the sweetest supports I have ever seen. Not much else to add there, I just think they make a lot of sense together

Effie/Arthur: I did it for the fast Percy paralogue

And that's all!! I hope somebody agrees with at least a few of these 😭 the shipping is one of my favorite parts of Awakening and Fates, so I love to talk about what pairings I like! If anybody's interested, I might do an Awakening one too! Don't play it as much, but I've got some diehard ships I'm willing to drown on (I mentioned one in this list)!

[sometipsygnostalgic]

The best system to play Gameboy games on is... well... you can play them on many devices.

Officially it would be GBA SP because it can run Gameboy and GB Colour games.

However, very few backlit SPs were ever released (they are frontlit). So a better unit for Gameboy Advance games might be the DS Lite, which universally is backlit and which is lightweight enough to not cause problems. It also has better ergonomics than the SP, but I am bugged by the black borders and empty second screen.

A really popular mod is called the "Gameboy Macro", which is when you take a DS Lite lower screen and use it solely as a gameboy advance. It is a great way to recycle DS units with a broken top screen, a common issue, though it makes me cringe to think some people modify perfectly fine units this way.

The Lite also has issues with the cartridge sticking out the bottom, so many prefer using the "phat" for this purpose. The original DS is both frontlit and backlit for some reason. The image is still an improvement on frontlit SPs.

The best units to play DS and 3DS games on are... the DS and 3DS.

Specifically the best place for NDS games is the DSi XL. No non-DS device has the touchscreen versatility to run DS games well, and it's very awkward scaling the tiny screen on an emulator.

The 3DS is also not a great place for DS games. The 3DS top parallax screen is incapable of a 1:1 pixel ratio even in pixel-perfect mode, which already has the issue of black borders around the screens, making touch-based games more finicky.

It is especially apparent on the XL models but is also an issue on the smaller 3ds models.

The best unit to play DS games on is the DSi XL. It has a backlit screen and more power and memory than the first two units, making loading faster. It doesn't have the scaling issues of the 3ds, as it doesn't need to do any upscaling at all - the XL has the same number of pixels as a normal DS.

I've never used a DSi XL because all the ones sold in the UK are these ugly beige colours and they never took off, but if you don't mind the loss of the GBA slot, it's the best device for DS games.

Unfortunately DSis seem to be plagued by yellowing screens. I can tell you the small unit I just bought has some very slight yellowing on both screens.

What's the best way to play 3ds games? Well, on a 3ds obviously. It's even harder to accurately emulate 3ds games than DS games, and you lose the 3d effects altogether.

But which 3ds is best?

It depends on what you want. The 3ds more than any other Nintendo system besides the Gameboy is heavily based on preference instead of objective superiority.

To get it out the way first, while the original 3ds has the sleekest look, it's the worst one. The original 3ds and 3dsXL have a much worse 3D implementation, relying on you to stare at the screen at an odd angle.

Not only does the New3ds fix the 3d with an eye tracking sensor, it also has more power again, and a "c-stick". I also think the screens on the New3ds are of a higher quality and run flat games better too.

However the New3dsXL has some downgrades. The SD card is replaced with a microSD but now requires a mini screwdriver to access, removing the back plate. The stylus is also a really tiny one like on the DS, in an awkward place, and the metallic skin on the console will decay very quickly with use. My New3DSXL's skin started peeling under my hands after just six months of use.

The New3DSXL is the best unit to play 3ds games if you are looking to have all the features at their most optimal. It is the best by far for playing in 3d. It can also run the DS library fine, if in a poor image quality.

Personally I prefer the XL, the larger size is easier on the eyes, though the customizable panels on the hard-to-find normal size New3ds are cute too.

If you don't care for 3d, the Wedge and Doorstop may be for you.

The 2ds has all the features of a 3ds apart from the 3d, while in a wedge shape that looks dreadful but actually feels more ergonomic. It has similarities to the first Gameboy Advance and you can't tell you're holding something so tall.

The original 2DS is sold for much cheaper than the other units because Nintendo sold it for cheaper and nobody particularly wants one, so it's the most affordable way to try every game in the DS library, especially if you pair it with a jailbroken SD card. Unfortunately it still uses the 3ds screen, just with no 3d slider, so it still upscales DS games and doesn't have perfect rendering of 3ds games either, but it's harder to tell as the screen's tiny.

The New 2ds XL was the last DS ever sold, it came out after Switch. A lot of cute variants of the 2ds XL exist, and most games coming out around its release didn't have 3d enabled anyway. The feature had died in popularity, so while a 2d 3ds was originally scoffed at, in 2017 it just made sense.

While the New2ds XL looks fancy in a distance, the ergonomics are worse than any 3ds, and far worse than the wedge 2ds. The New2dsXL is all style and no substance, with the speakers being covered by the user's hands, and it's made out of a flimsy plastic. It's clear Nintendo made the materials for the hull cheaper and cheaper over time, so by the end of the 3ds's life they had gone from a very premium-feeling device to cheap plastic. The Switch would follow this design philosophy.

I do salivate over that Pikachu version and I'd enjoy trying one, but my mind tells me it's not a great device.

All told, which do I think is better? Well I think the 3ds XL having the most features is inviting for me, and I have the choice of turning off 3D. However if you want bang for your buck, the 2ds wedge might be your safest option.

Unfortunately the New 2ds XL and New 3ds XL will cost you as much as a Nintendo Switch these days. It seems that sellers have wisened up to the demand from people who missed out on the 3ds and want to try it out. There's also talk of IPS screens being better and the New2ds XL, 3ds XL and DSi XL all use IPS screens, so people are scalping them or raising prices.

[aadamantine]

Creature Commandos

so I read the bronze age creature commandos available on amazon prime reading (thanks corporate overlords) and I liked it

I like Velcro (the vampire). He was born too soon to protest the Vietnam war. He would have loved criticizing the military-industrial complex

Constantly full of snark and despises being there. Punched a superior officer because some people are a little too into war

2. They do not shy away from saying that the real monster here is Shrieve. He's a shitty guy, zero compassion, and probably commits war crimes (for real)

3. I love JAKE, or GI Robot, the reoccurring character. He always hangs out with this one himbo named Coker. Coker is infinitely idiotic and infinitely attached to JAKE 1 and JAKE 2. He refers to JAKE as his "buddy." Coker has red hair here.

(JAKE does not breathe. Coker is aware of this, sometimes)

In one of the final stories, JAKE has a blind woman fall in love with him. It's cute.

4. This panel was funny because they said "impostor"

[gyeomsweetgyeom]

[7:27 pm]

(cw: alcohol mentions, “assholes”)

You never thought you would willingly be back at work during your time off. Even less, if someone were to tell you the assholes in marketing would be drunk and doing body shots. So here you were standing in the lobby of your workplace, glass of wine in hand, watching your coworkers act like they had never been in public. If you were acting like they were, you’d never show your face in the building again. You were getting secondhand embarrassment just watching them.

You sighed and took a sip of wine from your glass, the clock on the wall told you that you had only been here for an hour. If you went home now, it would be the perfect time to just say the party had been lame, but you were unfortunately a head of department so people would notice you being gone. What was the best way to get out of here?

“I can see the cogs in your brain turning,” You heard someone mumble behind you.

You jumped in shock, the wine glass almost falling from your hand before turning to see who it was, “Oh! Mr. Kim, I didn’t see you there, I’m so sorry.”

He laughed with a bright smile, “Please, I’ve told you countless times. Just Doyoung is fine.”

You blushed and nodded looking at the strobe lights as more and more people began to dance. You saw some girls from your floor taking shots at the bar, the guys you chatted with on your way to the printer were trying to do the worm, and even the head of IT was leading the conga line. And here you were, staring at the crowd, warm and shy with the freaking CEO standing right next to you. From the corner of your eye you could see he was doing the same as you and laughing occasionally at the crazy antics of his employees.

You had known Doyoung for many years now. He had been on the panel you interviewed with and been a major part in your early days of the company. As head of the Sales department you worked very closely with him, which didn’t help you at all. Doyoung was always nice to you, and never acted as your superior in a cocky, holier-than-thou way. He stopped by your office regularly with coffee and “urgent” matters which were never really urgent. Usually he would stop by with that as a cover and you would just chat to get to know each other. How could you not have a crush on him? He was kind, hard working, and handsome. Especially now, he had ditched his suit jacket and was showing off his loosened holiday tie and red cheeks from the wine he had been sipping on.

“Are you having a good time?” He asked you, his eyes still locked on the dance floor. Someone had just started a dance circle by attempting to breakdance.

You pulled on a fake smile, “Oh absolutely! This party has been the best holiday party I’ve come to in all my years here!”

Doyoung laughed heartily, clutching his stomach while some wine splashed out of his glass. “You’re lying, I can see it on your face.” Damn, he was cute when he laughed.

You took a deep pull of your wine, “What gave it away?”

“Before I came over here, the look on your face was one of pure judgement and boredom. You know this party wasn’t mandatory right?”

“I had no other plans on a Friday night, and I really was looking forward to it, but you know how this week was.” The week had been a long one. You had all had to work extra hard to keep a long time client from partnering with a competitor and on top of that you had end of year sales reports due in just a few days. Those were always a major pain, but add your own to checking all the rest of the sales team and you got a stressful, tiring week.

Doyoung nods and stares at silently for a moment, “I really appreciate you still coming despite how hard the week was for all of us. You’re a great head of department and a real asset to our company. I love your dedication and love spending time with you.”

You set your wine glass aside on a table, “One of those statements is not like the other, Mr. CEO.”

“Too much wine I guess,” he cleared his throat, “but I did mean it.”

You smile at him softly, it’s now or never, “I love your dedication and spending time with you too.”

He smiled excitedly and calmed it down after a few breaths and likely remembering he was at a company party and HR is always watching, “Can I get you another drink? Maybe we can walk around and chat for a bit?”

“Yes, I’d really like that.”

And yes, both your assistants did notice you both laughing and flirting in the corner of the room while Mariah Carey’s ‘All I Want for Christmas is You’ was playing. They clinked their glasses to that before downing another shot.

-

A/n: tagging! @nct127balls

[johnegbertlover413]

John Egbert he my little boy his is my good little boy and I love him very much because he is my little boy. I just got done downloading many pictures of him except done is probably the wrong word. I am never done. Truth is that when I stop typing this I am probably going to go back to Pinterest to get even more!!! I love him very much I want more pictures of him in kawaii dresses because he is my little princess and I am going to take lovely care of him!!! He will be very happy if **I** took care of him. I’d let him live his life never leaving the house and I’d never make him talk to people or invite people over so he doesn’t have to use his pretty little head !!! If I took care of him he’d be the whimpering pathetic sad sack he was meant to be!!! That he NEEDS to be!! I wanna be his mommy it’s not fair dad Egbert got him. I mean he was good I like him but I would totally do better!!! He would be MY baby and I would love him very much. I don’t get why girls complain about men wanting a fuck mommy instead of a wife, if he is good enough being his fuck mommy will be awesome!!! Babies are very easy to objectify(not in the sexual way in the literal way) since they do literally nothing. But I guess I have a far superior boy to everyone else’s so it’s probably different for me. John is the most perfect little boy who is wasted on homestuck! I like homestuck but John is too good and submissive and cute to be used for this stupidly long story!!! John should have his own thing just about how cute he is. And he cries a bunch and he is sweet. “Oooohhh but what about plot no one would read tarded kawaii fluff smut!!” Okay y???? Just make it torture porn. John can still be completely adorbs and u can have a story about fixing him. Very simple n easy. N you don’t have to waste time on shitty self inserts or boring dogs. John is just sexy and he suffers so he can be sexier by suffering very easy!!! And then I can patch up his boo-boos and give him kisses!!! See!!! Perfect!!!! John is stupid baby and I am his mommy . That is what homestuck should have been aboutttt!!! But stupid Andrew hussie was too stupid and didn’t see the gold he was standing on !!! GUH!!!! I HATE ANDREW HUSSIE!!! Not enough John panels never enough. John should have been more important!! He is the center of my universe. Why not homestucks??? “But he IS very important” not enough!!!! John is bestest boy and his perfection does not deserve what he has!!! What does he have?

-he is the first and I guess main character

-retcon powers

-first to god teir???

-uhm

-does the scratch

-huh

Nothing!!!! And nowhere near proportional to how good he is. He should have been the only character at all really! He is most good and most special. He does not need anyone else to drag him down. Act one was best act because there was only really rose and rose isnt that bad. He is very handsome . He is my baby and I will take care of him until I die and then I will make him do something really evil so he can have a just death and i can take care of him in heaven.

[therealslimshakespeare]

What do you have in store for Ida and Rosie’s story? Because they are the only pairing who aren’t at the POW camp.

Aha!! This is gonna be a long answer, hence why I let your ask molder away as I worked on a reply, thanks for your patience.

I can’t wait to weave this whole thing, and it’s honestly the only postwar story I’m at all sure about in this universe so far. Let’s just say it’s a hella slow burn. Even after getting married. Because they do marry. Rather soon. But they are a bit of a buddy cop duo. Romantic love -at least for Ida- comes later.

I think it’s safe to assume that dear Ida was present when Rosie first introduced himself to the Bucks, told his underwear story and generally made a magnificent entry. Now, one must consider two things with this:

1. Rosie’s regret over what the hell he was thinking telling that story would be compounded by telling it in front of a female officer

2. Ida might have always been a stiff spined stickler before her trauma and the Stalag, but she did have a sense of humor. I like to think she found him funny, plus, with the Bucks beginning to fray a little in their own morale, flagging in offering encouragement to the newbies, I think Ida would be the sort to fill that role, best she can. Surprisingly, Rosenthal, Nash, Pappy, they’re not the sorta men to resent a woman giving them a pep m-up chat.

Now, keep in mind it’s three missions later and she’s been downed so there was not really a connection made there. Although I love to think that some night in the Stalag when everyone is bored and playing ask games with each other, one of the questions is:

“Who was the last person ya danced with?”

And Bucky gets to tell about Paulina and Gale gets chafed about choosing Meatball over Maureen and Brady bemoans having been so stuck on the bandstand playing sax instead of taking his chances and then when it’s Ida’s turn she’s just: “it was one of the new ones, the ‘egg frying on the instrument panel,’ guy.”

This is met with a chorus of “Rosenthal???”

“Told me to call him Rosie.” Ida shrugs. “He had some fun moves.”

Anyways. That’s a far off thing by April of ‘45.

SPOILERS ABOUT ESCAPE:

….

when Ida get away with Gale and makes it back first of anyone to England? Best believe she is beyond distracted with worry for her girls. Who’s there to meet her and welcome her and Cleven to Thorpe? Crosby of course -and Rosie. Malnourished, ptsd riddled and burdened with responsibility for her girls, Ida isn’t exactly the sparkly female Colonel that Rosenthal remembers meeting and dancing with.

In fact, that first initial interaction goes a bit sourly. She needs a nap, he awkwardly needs a deposition on her treatment. It’s a little rough, ok?

But the longer she is back at Thorpe, reunited with her few girls still there who were never downed, she learns how well their new Lt. Colonel -Rosenthal- has looked after them, fought to resend the grounding orders after Ida went down, generally been a good bean.

Also, due to being her superior now and having been given the legal burden of collecting information and evidence on the girls treatment by the Germans, Rosenthal and Ida start spending time, a lotta time, together.

There’s Jeep chauffeuring, Coffee Breaks and Mercy Runs where he goads her into buzzing the tower for the first time in her life -“of course I haven’t done it before, Rosenthal. One of you cats do it and it’s cute, I do it and I’m fired. No, I don’t mean discharged, I mean plainly fired.”

And then there’s the depositions, eventually full of her having to dictate shit that she’s never vocalized since it happened to her. Somehow, Rosie makes the whole thing easier than she ever expected. Not to say it’s easy. Although if you asked his female secretary, she’d say the one more visibly affected by it was the male lawyer, not the half catatonic victim spewing a rote litany of horror.

One time, his grip on his pencil gets so tight that it snaps. Ida replaces it. His quiet rage for her is about the best closure she’s felt so far. And that thread of such shared knowledge between them and them alone, even if it was in professional context? -That’s Intimacy. Far more than kisses or rings.

A righteous vengeance duo? Yes please, they’re a force to be reckoned with as the war winds down.

Before long Ida is asking Croz, “Was Rosenthal always that pretty?”

Harry is cackling over it, “Yeah.” He goads her, “But he is more confident now.”

“Confidence.” Ida repeats, trying to convince herself, “Yeah, that would be it.”

The thing of it is, Ida was unsure or marriage before her brutal treatment in captivity. Now? And after her military experience? She’s very sure she could never be a wife. Not even of a smart and secure man like Robert Rosenthal. Men just expect certain things and dynamics from their wives and Ida has never been sure she had that in her. Now she’s positive. And she’s too proud to marry only to then “turn a blind eye” as he finds what she lacks in women elsewhere.

Rosie? His argument is that what they’ve already built these last months, it’s what he wants. Marrying her is to keep that. If that’s all they ever have that’s enough, he couldn’t stand to lose it.

A chaste honeymoon on the way to Nuremberg to go fuck up a bunch of Nazis for the second time in their young lives? You betcha.

[mychlapci]

another Constuctiprowl ask cause I’m Ill, sorry my liege. Scrapper gets resurrected because Primus says so or something, and the other constucticons Jehovah Witness Style convert scrapper into the Prowl Cult. Scavenger hands him pamphlets about how great and comfortable Prowl’s mind is. He’s a good foreman for the gestalt and has such good ideas. Scavenger drew a couple artist pictures of prowl without his bumper and panel covering him, with his tits leaking in a very goddess like pose. Hook gives an in-depth anatomy lecture on why Prowl’s body is so superior to others. His gestation chamber can hold up to 6 sparklings at once. Prowl’s valve is so great at reconstructing itself that his valve re-tightens like that weren’t two massive decepticon spikes rutting into last night. His breasts can hold 2X the amount other praxians can and they leak filtered energon even when he’s not sparked. Bonecrusher explains how having another mind in the bond will help with the end goal: getting Prowl more dependent on them in the gestalt. It’s great to have a strong little wifey and carrier but he’s too independent and tries blocking the bond. Long haul gets a bit too romantical and starts talking about how cute his face gets whenever the constructicons think about how cute or sexy he is over the bond. His face gets all scrunched up and trying to block his side of the bond, but the gestalt can feel how Prowl’s clitty is itching to be touched from all the psychic sex attacks they’re putting on that cop car. All the other constructicons groan and cross their legs when Long haul imagines the day Prowl involuntarily opens his panel at even the slightest bit of pressure on the bond.

it doesn’t take a lot of convincing for Scrapper to join the cult. He wants to be balls deep in Prowl pussy (he’s just like me fr)

they didn't have to do all that convincing, but they love talking about prowl and his perfect mind and his perfect body. it was just a formality, really.

[tanukitsuneko-suki]

build episode 4 thoughts:

- i think it's funny that they banter in the episode previous episode reviews. in hindsight ex-aid was so serious despite the colors huh

- ah! banjo has those little braids by his hair now!! cute!

- i am a little bit suspicious of the cafe owner. what if he's there to monitor sento so that he doesn't remember anything? :(

- ninja was the one that the son of touto's leader was holding in the episode preview.. yikes. it gets stolen

- i don't like the opening rn but this is also what i thought for exaid's opening and now excite excite TAKANARU is echoing in my head all the time so

- "one of our goals is to create a most superior lifeform" i think there can be a plot twist where they're doing this to create a weapon so save their planet

- i'm kinda worried for sento because he really does not hold back asking his questions LMAO

- hm maybe the owner is the astronaut

- this reporter just vibing with wanted criminals... touto's job market is rough

- NOT THE MOTHER AND THE LITTLE GIRL!!! BACK OFF

- nothing is funnier to me than banjo rawdogging this dragon bottle. no henshin belt no transformation guns no NOTHING. he's just swinging his fists with a prayer under his breath that it does something. i love you banjo ryuga

- insane boat ride

- actually did sento get these shoes from emu

- guys i was joking omfg wait. wait. that shot on the cafe owner staring at sento recount his memories really was foreshadowing??? goddamnit kamen rider

- MOTHERFUCKERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR ARE YOU SHITTING ME RN

- maybe his daughter isn't even a real child. like how is she doing all that magic bullshit

- maybe miitan isn't a real girl...just a personification of those panel things...

- in the first place who is sending all these tips and why do they know that. is it like exaid all over again where the villain is intentionally making the kamen rider fight to gather data

- what if the name of this new bottle is minecraft lol

- OH MY GOD WHO ARE YOU?!??!?!?!

- RED.... ARE YOU BLOOD STALK??? pft... blood red...stalker...

- my son's gonna die

- I WAS JUST THINKING IT WOULD BE COOL IF BANJO SAVES HIM THIS TIME AROUND AND I GASPED SO LOUD. BANJOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

- HIS GODDAMN SMIRK

- i hate him so much. silly goose

- they get amnesia after experimentation.. ah. so that's how. the world forgot about sento probably because of a worldwide infection (+subsequently getting it removed) and only banjo remembers because he's experimented on before (??)

- i love banjo's stick thin twiggy arms. my fave wrestler <3

- i can snap him in half i swear to god

- PLEASE tell me he's the uke in the bls he's in

- oh he must relate because he lost his memories too

- sento's face scrunching up when he smiles....ohhh i like it a lot you guys

- GASP WHAT

[2309analysis]

A small character analysis over Wave the Swallow.

Something I heavily relate with Wave. I feel like she desperately latches onto the unconditional attention she gets. Making it kinda difficult to notice if she’s truly feeling like she’s being seen, or is it just the competition. I feel like once Wave starts to info dump, it’ll be only Tails’ (and Espio in some cases) listening. I think she’s mentally just a little purple ball curling in her own warmth because she really doesn’t have anyone. Her ties personally with the Babylon Rogues aren’t that great; they find too many flaws within themselves to really make much of a relationship with the others. We got two perfectionists and an idiot, retrospectively. They’re friends, yes, but they’d rather protect their gears with their lives, symbolizing the relationship they do have, but not personally with each other. I think the EX-gears are like an addition to themselves; making it clear they really trust themselves more than anyone else. Making it even sadder for Wave. She made them, adjusted my them, modified them, replaced bad parts with good parts, without her, they’re not really with anything. Well, does she ever get that credit the way Sonic gives Tails’ the credit? No. I think Wave is jealous of Tails’ and Sonic’s friendship because of that. She really just wants to be appreciated, and well, seen for more than a mechanic for once.

(I know that this panel isn’t about her, but I find it cute she’s basically doing the same thing Jet did to her for this little guy. Making it seem like the circle forms; and she’s just returning the favor from a metaphorical standpoint.)

Making her attitude actually really justified; she’s scared, and really paranoid. She’s exactly like Knuckles in this sense, she doesn’t want to open up to anyone because they might manipulate her, and use her vulnerability to their advantage. Which is why it’s easy for her to cut ties so quickly, trying to become friends with her will be extremely difficult. She’s truly a slow burn relationship in any sense. Her harsh trust issues stem from people being jealous of her skills, making her easily judgmental on if or what if people want to steal from her. So she simply steals from them first. I’m talking about the fact in the comics, it starts by clarifying that she was actually against the Babylon Rogues. Now, once she was thrown into ‘jail’ by her former boss, helping them out, she states it’s almost ‘ironic.’ From a double-sense, too. She’s rogue-like, and she’ll do most things on her own terms, but hates the people who live by her ideologies. Funny, right? Plus, she now has formed this relationship that she knows they need her; and they won’t simply give her away for almost no reason. She’s way too invaluable; and they do, in-fact, care about her. Just don’t show her in many ways, but like us, she overlooks their subtle ways. Knowing that Wave will and does have an extremely difficult time to form a relationship or bond with somebody, doing it so quickly with Jet and Storm makes their relationship and meeting even more ironic. Making it almost funny, because even then, Wave isn’t seen for who she is, but for what she can do. Making her ego over how she can tune EX-gears really delicate, it’s just an inflated ego. Nothing more. So, meeting Tails’ really hinders her ability to feel confident about herself, or have any pride about her actions and decisions after the events of Riders to Zero Gravity.

I think she finally accepts Tails’ as an equal at the end of Riders, but it still makes her deeply insecure that someone of that age is just as good as her. If not, better, which, in a way, terrifies her, because she knows her worth on this occasion, but at the same time, if somebody is better, it makes her feel inferior. This is her only way to actually feel superior or somehow worth something. In anything else, I wholly believe she doesn’t feel anywhere near that the way she does when she tunes EX-gears. So, in a way, I think she thought Tails’ was taking that pride or superiority over her. (I love characters who canonically suffer from imposter syndrome! 😘 They make me so sick. /pos) In Free Riders, I feel she finally accepts the rivalry as friendly and Tails’ isn’t trying to show her up. I think they’d misunderstood their feelings towards each other. Making it seem as if the rivalry was toxic, and it tried to make the other feel inferior to the other. They probably both figured it out pretty much at the same time, but Tails’ took the first initiative to be friends regardless. Making it implied, he really didn’t care about her skills, but her as a person. They’re literally two sides of the same coin. I definitely would believe that once Tails’ starts to share research with her, depending on their relationship, she’d either take it two ways. He’s trying to give her more tips, and she doesn’t like it when others’ see things differently, and make better judgments over it. Making her really defensive over her own math and observations. Or they’re collaborating and they need to share each other’s worries with each other to complete the task.

Also, I do think she’s envious of Tails’s kindness, because she can’t. I don’t think she completely trusted herself to be kind, and it’s not because people might take advantage of it, but I think she’s so used to being a manipulator. So she’ll automatically set up ways to manipulate you on something, and she’ll hate herself for it. Making it easy to really manipulate Tails’, and she’s almost scared about doing it. Hence how trustworthy he is. I don’t think she’ll be able to forgive herself for manipulating somebody so pure and honest. Almost making her want to yearn for an actual friendship with Tails’, but she has too much pride. She’s so tragic…

I really don’t think she’ll be comfortable enough to actively go and seek help. Which makes her really emotionally attached to her own abilities, hindering her development. Which isn’t so bad, because she really is great, but she could benefit from Tails’ help. She doesn’t like admitting it; but she does like the kid, and furthermore making him an even better rival for her. They understand each other’s skills far better than any else’s’, but it’s because they’re on the same wavelength. I think Wave is subconsciously aware of this; but really sour about it. Probably because she felt that way, and it’s new, and I headcanon she hates new feelings. It’s weird, and she doesn’t know what to do about it, and it leaves her confused and in the dark. She hates that the most, being unable to understand. Especially over failure. I don’t think she handles failure well, her anger is so destructive it makes Jet quake in his shoes. So, seeing Tails’ just taking it as trial and error and never thinking too much over it makes her extremely angry. Like how? How can he just walk away? It was his creation, and it wasn’t good enough! How is he fine with that? How could anybody be fine with that? Wave is so distraught by it, that her feelings towards Tails’ is so unreasonable and unfair, that she just can’t stand to look at him. Especially in Riders, so him actively trying to become friends with her almost mentally breaks her. Another headcanon, she’s very good at masking her mental state. So we never actually see if she cares or not, but oh my goodness, she does. She does a lot.

Now back to the first part; Also, I can agree she hates how dominant males are in her field. Making her pretty competitive already, but it only amplifies when she knows she’s better than you. It’s almost humorous for her, because then she’ll mock you over how dumb or idiotic you think because of her inflated ego. Although, when it comes to people she doesn’t have a good judgment or understanding on, she gets defensive and even more aggressive over her mocking. Depending on their reactions, she’d get a better sense of their abilities. I honestly don’t think her mocking is empty; it holds something. Not only is it her defense, but it’s basically her getting what she wants by your reactions. It’s more beneficial because you can tell how people can take things, and that’s your ticket to a better chance to win.

I honestly think the reason Wave dismisses Tails’ EX-gear is because it wasn’t made from original parts. Making it honestly easier to pick on him simply because all he did was really scrap parts. In her book, it’s not good enough to be even remotely comparable to EX-gear. Making her a little frustrated on seemingly how unserious Tails’ was about it. Which was just her misinterpretation that had no time to be corrected. Especially since she was already in a hurry to just set up the bomb to sabotage Sonic. Honestly, I don’t think she was entirely lying, but trying to cover up her lack of actions with her inflated egoistic behavior. Trying to keep it clear that the Babylon Rogues are still clearly superior over Sonic’s team. In a way, she was defending Jet and Storm.

Another thing, I don’t think she really cares about winning. She doesn’t find pride in that like Jet does, but how well and modified their EX-gears are. Hence her being the only canon character who knows her way around the full spectrum of EX-gears. She practically creates the characters for EX-gears. Making her way out of Tails’ and Eggman’s league when it comes to managing and inventing these. They know nothing about the EX-gears other than the air-tanks. While, Wave knows where’s what and what is going on. Without her knowledge; Jet’s and Storm’s gears would be basic and average because everyone else has the same problem. An inventor who can’t properly understand or malfunction the EX-gears. Making Wave one of the most valuable characters in this sense.

I honestly think I’m not done with this. Although, I mostly covered everything; and I just honestly want to write about her. I could make a part two, but it’ll be mostly covering her status as mechanic. I also would like to state now, I don’t like gender-bent Wave. I fully believe you take away from her character if you turn her into a boy. Her character no longer has purpose or meaning.