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needing silence

desc: was going to draw this image but decided to write it instead, inspired by this ⬇️

elecman tossed and turned in bed as he attempted to sleep, he was exhausted he could feel it, but quickman was next to him snoring, he doesn't snore loud, elecman thought to himself, he just had a long day at work and was overstimulated and didn't like sound, elecman looked at him, who was sleeping with an arm stretched out onto elecmans chest for comfort, then elecman looked at the ceiling, elecman loves quickman dearly, but needed it to be quiet. So elecman carefully took off quickmans hand, placing it close to quickmans chest and elecman slid off the bed quietly taking a pillow with him, tiptoed quietly, opening the door and closing it quietly, and walked to the couch laying down, he could feel his body melt into the couch from how exhausted he was, he could feel himself drifting off into sleep, eyelids getting heavy and his dream blending with the real world, he was soon asleep, and in the middle of the dream, he suddenly heard a snore that immediately woke him up, he looked around, then down and sure enough quickman was sound asleep on the floor as close as possible to the couch, elecman facepalmed at the sight but couldn't help but giggle.

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give me a fucking break

desc: self projected/vent thing, very short thing

Elecman didn't know what was bothering him, the stress from his job, the huge urge to run away to get away from it all, or the fact that the chance he gets to have a vacation, all of a suddenly his mechanisms starts failing on him and he has to go in for maintenance. he couldn't help but burst into tears, he was angry about it, why is it that during his work days, the days he dreads the most, he's perfectly fine, but the chance he has time for himself, his body gives up on him. it really isn't fair, and he can't help but feel like everything is against him.

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Stuck

desc: if you see mistakes no you dont.

"What keeps you going?" Elecman asked as he looked down, smoothing out the bumps from the blanket to avoid eye contact. "Huh?" Quickman asked as he processed the question. "What keeps you going? What keeps you motivated since you were only made for fighting. " Elecman repeated his question in a more firm tone. Quickman rubbed his chin at the question, "let's see, I know for sure, seeing you-" "Quickman, did you feel anything when you didn't meet your purpose?" Elecman asked, not letting him finish his response, feeling a bit frustrated, wanting more of a response. "I mean, I was really upset at myself for not being to beat Rock, I honestly wanted to be scrapped for a while, but I wanted to do more, explore more and I did that, but it did take me a while and I felt like I wouldn't get anywhere, if that makes sense, am I making sense?" Quickman explained as he inched himself closer to Elecman, leaning onto him. " I don't know, I want to, but I feel so stuck where I am, I wish I was free to be able to do anything like you without having so much expected from me and basically an entire town depend on me. I want to get away and find something else, but I feel like there is nothing else for me. What is there for an electric type like me?" Elecman answered as he placed his face into his hands and let out a deep sigh. Quickman tilted his head as he placed a hand on Elecman’s back, gently rubbing it in an attempt to comfort him. "At this point, I wish there was something broken with my system so I don't have to go and I know that's not okay but I really want to get away from it all, I don't think you know how desperate for a distraction I really need." Elecman explained as he looked at him. "Then let's get away." "What?"We could go live somewhere else. You could finally get some rest, and finally stop talking about work in your sleep." Quickman replied. "...you're serious?" Elecman asked. "Why wouldn't I be? I don't like to see you all sad, I don't mind moving around. Hmm, maybe we could move somewhere where it's all green and we can hike." Quickman explained as he grinned. Elecman swallowed at the response. He really wanted to so bad but he felt like he was stuck.

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the author's barely disguised longing for a kinder world

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Dread

desc: coming to post this small fic that I was able to write, an hc I got of him.

Elecman couldn't sleep. He kept tossing and turning, he dreaded his alarm going off for work, he didn't want to go to work, he wish there was an excuse to call out but he didn't have a migraine nor any problems with his systems and if he was being honest, he wish he did and he felt bad for thinking that way but he's sick of work, sick of the same thing he just wanted to run away and have something new for himself, not having anyone or a whole town depending on him, he would leave, but he's gotten used to his schedule and doesn't feel comfortable changing it. he just can't sleep.

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open if anyone wants to give ideas bc I want to motivate myself to write again

does anyone want to give me fic ideas for quickelec? I'm open to suggestions.

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Night Before

“I sent him the message. There's no going back from this!” Quickman yelled out as he faceplanted onto his bed. He felt weak. He was shaking like a little chihuahua from how nervous he was. “ Well, at least you got the message out. What's the worst he could reply with?” Heatman responded in an attempt to comfort Quickman. Quick sat himself up, “I don't know, maybe he will think I want to tell him I hate him at the restaurant, make him feel bad, or maybe he will respond to my message saying that he has no interest in going anywhere with me and how he hates me-” Quickman was immediately interrupted by Heatman placing his hand over his mouth, “Okay, did it happen?” Heatman asked as he took his hand off of his mouth, waiting for his response. “No.” Quick replied. “Okay so don't worry for stuff that didn't happen yet, I really don't think Elecman would feel that way anyways, knowing him, he would've told you immediately, and even if he did feel like that, you two could still be friends.” Heatman explained as he sat himself on Quickman's bed. “But when we're at the restaurant, how do I ask him to be my boyfriend?” Quickman replied as he was nervously fidgeting with his hands. “Easy. You just sit down and ask, "Elecman, do you want to be my boyfriend?" and wait for your response, see? easy peasy.” Heatman explained as he patted his back. Quickman was still fidgeting as he looked around. Heatman sighed, “Well, do you at least know what you are wearing tomorrow? You need to look good.” Heatman asked as he walked over to Quickman's closet, looking through the choices. Quickman jumped up and began to slide the hangers as he looked around, “How should I look?” Quickman asked. “With your eyes, I'm just kidding, probably casual, but fancy.” heatman explained. Just then, Quickman pulled out a pink button up and grabbed a black tie as well. “This?” Quickman asked as he placed it against his chest. “Yeah that looks good on you.” Heatman replied without giving me a chance to look at it. “Well I can't wait to see what he wears. He looks so cute without his mask on and his hair all over the place from the electricity.” Quickman explained as he got carried away in thought. He couldn't help but smile. “Okay Okay, I get it. He looks cute.” Heatman teased.

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give me quickelec ideas

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Short fic thing

desc: quickelec brainrot hitting me and wrote something short bc im tired to plan for a big fic, so there's no plot in this just straight into cuddling.

Elecman laid himself into bed, sighing as he could feel his body relax. If it could, his body would melt into the bed. Quickman grinned as he jumped into bed, landing onto Elecman, earning a very loud groan. “Was that necessary?” Elecman groaned in a bit of pain as he adjusted himself again. “Yupp!!!” Quickman replied playfully as he shoved his face into Elecman's chest, he could smell Elec's cologne from his shirt, which Quick found comforting, wrapping his arms around him, he turned his head and placed his ear on Elec's chest, hearing the mechanisms working as he stared blankly at the wall, he could listen to it all day if he could, he lifted his head up to look at Elecman, he had his eyes closed, sleeping probably, if you asked him he would probably tell you he was resting them, he looked so cute, peaceful. “Are you asleep?” Quickman asked as he inched himself closer to Elec's face. “No.” He replied as he opened his eyes to look at Quickman. Quickman grinned again as he pulled his arms that were wrapped around Elecman and touched his face gently and playfully pulling at his cheeks, “Why are you so cute?” Quick cooed, “I don't know. Why are you so clingy?” Elecman teased as he leaned forward to place a kiss on Quickman's forehead.

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something I'm currently writing that I don't plan on posting the full thing, but I love this part so I'm only posting this

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does anyone want to give me fic ideas for quickelec? I'm open to suggestions.

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Long Day at Work

desc: this was back when they started to get to know each other, they get closer from there

Elecman sighed as he locked the doors to the powerplant it was dark out, pitch black with only the faint light of the lamppost from a distance. It was a rough day he struggled to admit, his whole body was aching and it didn't help that his joints were hurting, they felt stiff and could barely move, he just wanted to lay down, but he unfortunately still had to walk home, the thought of having to take another step just made him feel like bursting into tears, but he had to do it. Elecman walked down the sidewalk for a few minutes, looking down the road. It was too quiet, no cars in sight, he sighed from exhaustion. There was a sudden bang, making him jump up. He looked through the alleyway where he heard the sound from, he saw a trash can tipped over. “probably a cat” he thought to himself. Just then, he saw a silhouette, coming closer, he backed up, getting ready for a battle, just then the figure came out into the light. It was Quickman. Elecman rolled his eyes as he continued to walk. Quickman ran up, walking next to him. “I was waiting for you to get off work, but you were taking long, so I left, sort of, stayed here just in case you were on your way! Are you ready for our weekly fight?” Quickman asked as he took out a boomerang and stood in front of Elecman to prevent him from walking further. “Not in the mood.” Elecman growled in response. “Why not?” Quickman asked, trying to push his buttons. “Because everyday, I wake up early in the morning to go to work, my body and head hurts and I have to stay there for basically the entire fucking day because people don't know how to save electricity and I have to be the one to solve everyone's problems, No breaks! Nothing! And by the time I do leave, I'm in so much pain, and I STILL have to walk home. It's not like you would know because you have no other purpose than fighting!” Elecman yelled, catching his breath. Quickman's usual grin disappeared. He didn't know how to respond. He wasn't expecting that. “What? No shitty comeback?!” Elecman yelled. He was shaking. He was pissed. They both stood there in silence. "Would it help if I carried you home?” Quickman offered, breaking the silence. Elecman rolled his eyes. He really just wanted to do anything else but stand or walk and desperately wanted to take the offer, but he wasn't sure on to trust a wilybot or not. “Just leave me alone. I'm not in the mood to be mocked.” Elecman looked down and continued to walk. Quickman stood there awkwardly, feeling bad for the lightbot. He knew that he just wanted to help but respected his wish.

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want to write more about quickelec getting to know each other and get closer to each other, it would start off as fights bc they are enemies but it goes from there

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got a quickelec fic of them before they got close to each other, when they were still fighting and stuff are you guys ready for it?

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Sleep Talking

Quickman could feel himself drifting off to sleep, his eyelids feeling heavy, along with the sound of his dream mixing with reality, being able to hear what he was dreaming about, he was snug in bed, with elecman already deep asleep next to him, as he was closing his eyes, he heard a sudden voice, “huh?” Quickman replied, half asleep, looking next to him, where he thought he heard the sound. “ Have you tried unplugging it?” Elecman spoke up. Quickman sat up, gently tapping on Elecman’s arm, “What?” Quickman asked for repetition, now feeling more awake. When he got no response, Quickman gently pulled at Elecman to look at him, to realize that he was asleep. “You should replace the cable, sometimes…” Elecman paused as he snored shortly after. Quickman couldn't help but snort at it. Poor Elecman works hard at the powerplant and doesn't even get a break in his dreams. Quickman shook him gently in an attempt to wake him, but no success. He was having those nights where he's deep asleep and no amount of shaking him would wake him, there was no use, Quickman laid himself down, pulling Elecman close to him into a gentle embrace, Quickman could tell that it's going to be a long night.

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^^^^

I need fic ideas. feel free to suggest

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Sick Day

1261 curled up into his bed feeling sick, he had missed his day at work because he just couldn't stand up without feeling nauseous, he was a bit worried of two things: one, if what he's got is a symptom of going burnt, two, if his day off will affect him in any way. well, he was mostly worried about the second thing more. Just then, his thought was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door. He stood up immediately, feeling sick as he stumbled towards the door, opening it. Vince stood there as he waved, 1261 stood up properly and could feel his face heating up as he stared at Vince. “ Are you okay? I just wanted to check up on you because you didn't show up to work today.” Vince explained as he walked in, looking at 1261, “you look pale!” Vince pointed out as he pulled 1261 to sit himself down on his bed. 1261 took a moment and closed his eyes to avoid thinking about how nauseous he was feeling. “Sorry I don't feel good today, and I feel like it wouldn't be a good idea to go because what if it's a sign that I'm going burnt?” 1261 explained, feeling worried. Vince couldn't help but snort at that explanation, “Does your head hurt?” Vince asked. “No, I've just been feeling nauseous the entire day, and my stomach hurts.” he explained, “Then you got nothing to worry about! Glad you made the choice to stay home. It's for the best.” Vince replied as he sat himself next to 1261. “Will this affect my work in any way?” 1261 asked. “Everything.” “WHAT?!?!” “I'm just playing with you, I promise you this job is not worth risking your health for, besides you got nothing to worry for, Ace punched in your card for you so you technically didn't miss work today!” Vince grinned at him. “Wait, can't he get in trouble for doing that?” 1261 asked as he frowned. “Who cares? He does that because he doesn't want you to have a small check.” Vince explained as he looked around the place. “What did you eat today?” Vince asked. “I didn't eat anything. My stomach has been hurting.” 1261 responded. Vince sighed in response, “Well how are you supposed to get better if you don't eat? Anyways, do you have a can of soup around here? I'm gonna make you some soup.” Vince replied. “No I don't” 1261 replied. Vince stood up, “Well I'm going to go get some soup because you need to eat something. I'll be right back, alright? Just rest for now.” Vince explained as he left, closing the door behind him.