#A SUPRISE MECHANIC

[iidsch]

watching the PsychOdyssey and im surprised by how little the people at the studio know about their own characters. like im watching the part where they start working on helmut's level and all they have to work with is "he's a viking". idk if this is a common thing in game development but i thought that by the time they started working on the game itself they would have all the characters' backstories and personalities more or less narrowed down

[mechsbrackets]

Which character(s) surprised you the most?

Thanks for the question! That's an interesting one, hmmmm. I think I've got to say Ashes (3 nominations), just because I personally don't see them as a poor little meow meow at all (they're too cool to be one). however, the Moon Kaiser and the priest Brian brought back were also surprising nominations (just 1 each)

[safyresky]

Y'all I am having a liminal experience at the MILs rn

[excuse-me-mr-mallard]

doing French on Duolingo calms me down waaaay more than i could except

i completed 4 units in one day and earned 1000 xp 😎

[ink-blooded]

When the pretend therapist in your head is appalled by the stuff you say

[single-left-sack]

me adding f1 to my bio doing some kind of clown walk of shame because my neurodivergent ass got dragged into it because of an AU in a fanfic. lord save me plz

[richardsphere]

DND DM TIP: Variant Rule Disclosure

If you're DM-ing a campaign, remember it doesnt matter if its in the DMG. Variant rules need to be disclosed in session 0 if you intend to use them in the game. If you forget that Feats are a variant rule, thats fine, most people understand them and at least this variant rule is also in the PHB. But if you spring indefinite fucking madness on players without telling them its even a risk they face in your campaign you can eat my ass.

This is also about strategic things like "hey players, im gonna use the generic item rules". So that players know you can just use shatter to break a wall for an escape. As well as "The Disarm action exists" so a non-battlemaster can strategically disarm an enemy.

Telling your players about the variant rules you intend to use means they're informed of the risks AND aware of the tools they have available.

Heck, it doesnt even have to be a variant rule. If its exclusively in the DMG and not in the PHB (IE: Identify doesnt show curses. Copying Spell Scrolls into a spellbook requires an Arcana Check) you need to tell your players if it is remotely relevant to the campaign. Because players dont read the DMG (hence the name) --- Sorry if this is more angry then my usual posts but i am PISSED at my DM, who just kicked me out of a game for venting my frustrations on not being warned of a rarely-used variant rule that completely rewrote my characters personality without even a saving throw against it.

Indefinite madness is worse then death as conditions go. If my character dies, i roll up a new character of my choice with a personality and backstory I decide for myself If my character suffers madness-induced loss of their fundamental identity (IE: "I'm a humble, self-deprecating druid", Roll a 60 on the Indefinite table "i am the greatest, smartest, bestest and mary-est of sues"), I am forced to roleplay a new character determined entirely by a random diceroll. A new character which may be entirely at odds with anything and everything that I find fun to play in a TTRPG.

And indefinite madness can only be cured by a 5th level spell. That means, if you get it at a low level you are stuck until your party gets a 9th level caster. --- Just because its in the DMG, doesnt give you the right to suprise your players with it.

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[scribbles-ink]

im just thinking what if mike schmidt is the son of the movie's equivalent of henry emily. i had this thought on the way home from the movie at like. 10 pm so at the time it was incoherrent, but im going to expand on it here.

point 1- garrett played a similar role to charlie emily, in that despite being watched over they were both killed by william afton.

p2- in the flashbacks, its very obvious that the entire family is in a place away from society. they're literally in a forest. it wouldn't make sense for william of all people to be there if he wasn't close to the family.

p3- the books and the game mirror eachother, so there is a chance that schmidt could be another fake name, one william recognized because, again, he was a family friend.

p4-what happens when your kid goes missing? idk probaly witness protection or an urge to seperate yourself from the incident, both reasons for the name change.

p5-(kinds joke reason) abby rhymes with charlie and looks similar to her (brown hair, brown eyes)

p6-i argue that abby also took on the role of the puppet/charlie at the end of the movie. she didn't necessarily give them life, not like what was done in the game, she shoeed them how they died. she reminded the children of the life they had before, and of who really took it. by doing that, in a way, she gave them that life back. she gave them their real personality back, one not influenced by william. she cut them from his influence, she gave them the gift (the picture) and it gave them life (their memories)

p7- in the movie, mike says his father 'couldnt deal with it' and left after his mother died. yk what that sounds similar to? book henry emily killing himself in despair. maybe mike's dad is alive maybe he's dead, we dont know. but it is similar enough, an act of completely removing himself from the equation.

p8-book henry has a sister named jen, yk what name that sounds like? jane. who was mike and abby's aunt, and we dont know which parent she was related to.

p9-'but wouldn't mike know about the pizzaria if william was a family friend?' honestly, probably. but theres also a high chance that he wouldnt. if the family lived in nebraska, (which im pretty sure they did) they wouldn't have a need to go to utah, not even for a friend's restaurant. sure, he might know that his dad's friend had a restaurant, but not that it had animatronics or anything. the family probaly moved to utah after garrett's disappearance and after freddy's closed down.

p10-'wouldn't mike know vanessa? theyre similar in age' if they didnt live in the same state, probaly not. william in the movie was a, suprise suprise, shitty father, even foregoing the stabbing of his kid. i doubt hed care enough to take her with him on like. a short out of state trip.

p11(edit)- in the books aunt jane was killed by evil charlie to get to charlie, yk what that sounds like? the animatronics killing aunt jen to get to charlie

p12(edit)-the words at the end of the movie say 'come find me' and the music playong at the end is the puppets song so i think garrett is the puppet which is. again. an emily thing

p13(edit)- mikes dad looks like a mechanic shown in the training videos [cough henry emily cough]

if i think of anything else ill add it but anywys this is why i think the schmidts in the movie are the emilys equivalent. also check out the notes on this post because theres a lot of replies n reblogs that support my theory

[grimespial]

Same Differences.

Daryl Dixon x Younger Male reader who has the opposite coping mechanism

At first he thought you were just some kid like Glenn, uncomfortably positive

Probably a good family, good education, friends and a girlfriend

All he knew was you always wanted to help. The task didn't matter really, as long as you could help it was good.

And you could talk. No amount of glares or one sided conversations could get you to leave him alone.

But then he sees your scars, theyre like his, but clearly not as old, they almost mimic a rib cage with how they wrapped onto your chest.

They could almost be played off as some sort of purposeful scar, but he knew how scars aged and healed.

The physical ones that is. The emotional ones weren't something he knew how to deal with, but you seemed to do fine with that.

He was jealous. You looked happier, healed, better than him.

Until you just broke down in front of him.

You asked to help with cleaning his bolts, or his clothes, you could even skin whatever he caught

He snapped at you, everything was piling up on him and you just kept talking, he couldnt tell you to go away but he needed to stew in his feelings, even though it never helped in the long run.

Tears just pooled and you still tried to pretend they weren't there, before smiling and leaving.

It took Daryl a while to put it together that you wanted to feel useful, help people, and it made him feel shit.

He never realised how used to your presence he was, it was part of the routine, you would both just do tasks in eachother's presence

Daryl ended up apologising, and was not very subtle with looking at your scars

When you told him the story, it was suprising how similar you both were

The relationship just came along by itself, you two were practically stuck together, if one of you were going somewhere, the other would end up being brought along.

Daryl was sitting closer than usual when you just went for the kiss before leaving thinking you ruined it.

And when you avoided him, Daryl realised how he felt, he found himself looking for you without realising

When you're dating, Daryl gives you tasks to do, if hes skinning a deer, he'll ask you to clean his bolts

He takes you on runs, finds anything you can do because he knows you want to be useful, and praises you

But when it comes to kissing, you're in control, a complete opposite of your normal behaviour, making Daryl feel good is plenty enough

Daryl is practically ready to fight anyone who insults you, it's worse for him when you dont even realise that someone was insulting you

He's almost like a guard dog when it comes to other people, he just wants you to be happy instead of ending up like how he was.

You clean his hands and face if there's any blood on it, he tells you it doesn't make sense, he's already dirty, but you insist to do this little thing for him

Before the apocalypse he would've scoffed at acts like this, but it was something different with you, close to eachother while you hold him and clean him like he's some sort of doll

[mayghosts]

Aubrey Griffin: As Your Girlfriend (Headcannons)

Summary: My favorite couple, you and Aubrey! This was also a request ⭐️

Warnings: Little explicit, NS/FT content at the bottom.

AN: There are like three Aubrey fics on Tumblr and its killing me! My girl is not getting the love she deserves 🫶🫶

𐙚₊⊹ You guys met when you got partnered together on a class project. She had a hallway crush of you for a while so she was very excited!

𐙚₊⊹ After your first meeting and getting to know eachother a bit, she would get pretty flirty (especially over text/snap)

𐙚₊⊹ She would deffinately take advantage of having you on snap^ and would never leave you on delivered for over an hour.

-> When she answers your texts during practice she will get all smiley and the team will make fun of her to no end.

𐙚₊⊹ Once you guys started dating, she would love to buy you things. I can deffinately see her love language being acts of service or gift giving.

-> Always suprising you with flowers and little gifts "just because"

-> Will bring you shopping as a date and pay for everything

𐙚₊⊹ Your relationship is private but not secret. Theres not a lot of pictures of you two online, all of them are things you posted on your story.

𐙚₊⊹ Everyone on the team loves you two. You quickly pick up the role of team mom 💚

𐙚₊⊹ You attend all of her games and the outfit ALWAYS slay (we know our girl is a fashion icon)

-> If you are an athlete, she will come to all of your games as well. She gets super into your sport (knows all the team gossip and mechanics of the game.)

𐙚₊⊹ Shes really sweet with your familly and your parents love her. If you have siblings, she will entertain them no complaints.

𐙚₊⊹ She has ALL of your food orders written in her notes

-> Same thing for your medications, class scheduals, favorite color etc.

18+

𐙚₊⊹ I feel like Aubreys a switch, but she probably prefers to top more

-> not soft or hard ykwim. DUALITY!!

𐙚₊⊹ MUNCH!! I think we all know it, but shes also a fan of the strap/fingers/toys

-> Our girl just wants you to be happy and feel good, she is always up to try something new

𐙚₊⊹ If she has a strap, you're riding cowgirl, she loves to see your face and hear you

𐙚₊⊹ Big fan of leaving hickeys, you're constantly covered

-> When they start to fade, she will get you in bed and make sure they're still visable 😛

-> Her teamates always make fun of her for attacking your neck

[helluvaloverx3]

Johnny Slaughter Sawyer NSFW Alphabet

A/N: we need more johnny fanfic!! please 🙏

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Johnny isn’t the comforting type— not vocally at least. In the beginning, he just turned onto his back and lit up a cigarette. You didn’t blame him, you didn’t know each other fully yet of course… it was all lust before the love. If he started to like— even love you he’ll hold you while you quivered from the pounding he just gave you.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His arms. He worked hard for them— working on cars, working out, he was a mechanic in his free time… killing people that talked to you a little too much— he needed those strong arms. They got rid of most of his problems.

He loved your hipdips. He loved rubbing them with his dirty hands under your sundress as you made sandwiches and lemonade for him after a hard day of working on your car. His rough large hand were able to grip them as your body slammed down onto his cock, giving you leverage and aid in pleasing him.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He loves to cum on the cheeks of your face and tits. He bathes in the visual— the cum drip down the dip from your face onto your chest. His second favorite place to cum is in your pussy of course, it’s only his second favorite because he plugs your pussy up so it doesn’t leak out but it also means it’ll be the last time he cums in your hole for a lil while~

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Before you ‘met’ him, he stalked you. You don’t know about this. That’s why you were suprised when he took you to your house without you even telling him directions. He said it was intuition, “as the hippies called it.”. His hands and lips that night in his truck stopped you from thinking about it thankfully… you believed it just enough so that he could sneak into your home with your unlocked windows and steal your diary. Oh the things you wrote about— you always wanted to be choked and treated like an absolute whore! Thankfully he knew this, and your first time together was glorious. He still has it to this day and you wonder what happened to it…

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He is very experienced. He was… experimental in his younger age. As he got more handsome there was more girls on him like fleas. You’d assume he took advantage of this, of course.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Cowgirl. He loved the idea of knowing that even if you were on top he could still have more power over the whole situation. However, if you decided to do something you’ll regret— trying to slap that beautiful ass of his— you will have your face in a pillow and your ass being pounded.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Expect no funny moments when you get Johnny in the mood. When he’s horny, everything else in the world is radio silent in his head. Even if you tried cracking a joke he’d probably wipe that smile right off your face by slapping your ass and slamming his lips onto yours. But I know you’d gladly kiss him back, won’t chu’?

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He’s fairly well kept. He cares about his looks! He doesn’t let anything get too out of hand, but he will make sure that it isn’t bare either. The bare skin freaks him out…

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Everything else seems nonexistent. His energy is so dominating and rough that your body just gives yourself to him.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He rarely masturbates, why would he when he had you on his couch with you face down ass up?

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

We all know this man is kinky, just listen to his voice lines! Degradation kink, choking, hair pulling, and definitely a sub and dom dynamic is in the big book of kinks of his.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He will do it anywhere. He doesn’t care if his family walks in, he doesn’t care if he fucked you in front of a dead body. As long as he can have his hands on you? He does not care.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Killing. Every time he kills someone he needs to let off steam. He just killed someone… he deserves praise, he deserves some pleasing— I’m just gonna get straight to the point, he deserves you on your knees sucking his cock.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Someone else touching you. Doesn’t matter what kind of touch. If a victim even tried to touch you while trying to escape the family, best believe the body won’t even be recognizable when he got done with them. God forbid if it was a man who touched you, consider him missing the next day and Johnny fucking you while he watched, “Ahaha! Ya wish this was you, huh? She’s all you could ever want.”

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

While he loves eating you out and watching you squirm beneath his tongue and feeling your thighs squeeze around his head, he enjoys getting blowjobs unshamfully more. He loves the way you would take all of him at once, and the feeling of your warm mouth all around his hard cock. He likes how your eyes teared up when placed his hand on the back of your head and slowly guiding you deeper and deeper onto his dick. The way your hair got messy while doing it made you seem like something out of the porn magazine he used to look at. Don’t even get him started on when you licked the underside of his dick while staring up at him with those pretty little eyes, he will make sure his tip kisses your cervic when he fucks you.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

This man loves it fast and rough. He just really fucking enjoys pounding into you more than anything. But, if you really impressed him and made him proud— like killing someone for the first time— his touch is as gentle as a butterfly. His lips slightly graze your skin as his rough fingers rubbed your clit in slow circles.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Loves them. He lives for way your ass looks in that short summer dress, lives for the way you gasp and whine when his fingers go under your dress, lives for the sheer joy of how your fingers frantically grasp at his belt to fuck in the bathroom of his mothers place. God forbid if Nancy heard you too…

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Abso-fuckin’-lutely. He loves taking risks, it gets him going. He almost constantly gets caught killing people— he loves the thrill. Johnny will definitely take risks. The thought of being caught almost exhilarates him. Almost. But the idea of the man that tried to swipe you off your feet was the same man hearing Johnny slam his hips on your ass in bathroom? Oh~ He loves that.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He can go for a couple rounds until he finally gets tired out, and he can definitely last a while too. That’s actually very surprising because of how much he smokes. But the last round will always be him pumping him warm thick cum into your aching pussy. It gives him a strong sense of pride knowing you’re walking around with his cum in you.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Collars. He would love to put a collar around your pretty lil’ neck. Some of the leather collars hes collected has engravements of ‘Johnnys’ Property’, and ‘Johnnys’ lil’ Slut’. He loved pulling the metal chain, forcing you to sit in his lap. Tugging on the chain he manipulated your body into bouncing on his cock, when you’d cum he’d tighten the collar to overstimulate you, of course. He loved when you bounched your ass onto his length as he tugged on the chain too.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Your whole relationship is unfair, what did you expect? You don’t get to tease Johnny, if you somehow did… Sometimes he’ll go along with your teasing. He thought it was cute how you thought you were the one in control. You better hope you’ll be able to sit down due to the hand prints on your ass cheek later.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Grunts and growls echo in the shack. He loves dirty talking to you, “Like that? Like that you dirty whore? Who knew you’d be so… fuckin’— Mmh— slutty?” With how much he smokes his mental pain away, he huffs and pants more than he’d like, his lungs are slightly given out… it sounds really hot when he’s out of breath at least.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

When you drink with him? Oh, he will make out with you. He loves the taste of your tongue when you’ve drunken his favorite alcohol. He loves the way you in your drunkened state sloppy grabs at his shirt and how your tongue rolls out only for him to lick yours back up. Be the time y’all jaws are weak from making out you’ve both passed out on his couch.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

His cock is fat, around 7 inches and even though he isn't abnormally big, the way he's gets balls deep into you makes it feel like he's fucking huge, pushing against your cervix at all times. The girth though, fuck, it stretches out your pussy so much, it hurts every time but when the pain subsides? You’re gripping his hair as your calves rest on the back of his ass pushing his hips closer to yours.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

His sex drive is through the roof, by the time you were pulling your panties back up after a quickie his cock was already standing tall once again. The amount of times he’s grabbed your shoulders pushing you down to your knees to fix his raging boner has been… way too many times. “What can I say? It’s your fault. Won’t chu’ fix it for me, sugar?”

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He won’t fall asleep, it’s very rare that he doesn’t. The only times he will fall asleep is if you too were drunk of your minds. He has chores to do around the property, as much as he’d love to cuddle you he has to make sure his mother doesn’t kill you because to her youre a ‘distraction’… at least you’re a pretty distraction.

[dropitdoeeyes]

theyre in love your honor and so t4t about it

[ID: A comic 6 panel comic depicting Raphaella La Cognizi and Marius von Raum from The Mechanisms in the meme format originally by Cutbu.

Panel 1: A drawing of Raphaella and Marius stand straight that cuts off at their mid-thighs. Raphaella has a blank expression while Marius looks significantly nervous. A shaky speech bubble above him reads: “I..”

Panel 2: A closeup of Marius’ face. He’s significantly more distressed here, with an even shakier speech bubble reading “I.. I..!”

Panel 3: A shot from over Raphaella’s shoulder. She’s saying: “..J, K, L, M, N, O, P…” Marius, looking suprised, has a spiked speech bubble over him: “…!!”

Panel 4: A bust shot of Raphaella with a dead-eyed look on her face. She says: “Q, R, S, T, U, V…”

Panel 5: A bust shot of Marius. His eyes are watering, he’s blushing and has broken out into a big smile. There are hearts around him as he says: “…W, X, Y, and Z.”

Panel 6: A fullbody of both Marius and Raphaella. They’re spinning in the air while holding hands with one another. There are sparkles and flower petals surrounding them.

[wavyinterludee]

mechanic!abby proposing ˚๑ˎ˚｡⋆

a/n: me 🤝 writing cooking as a love language

It was something she had been planning for months now. In honesty, Abby knew she was going to marry you very early on in the relationship but decided to be patient in fear of scaring you off. If only she knew how fast you knew you wanted to be with her forever.

She had racked her brain to the point of a headache; trying to think of the best place and way to pop the big question. She strongly considered taking you to a very nice restaurant, making a big occasion out of it, but ultimately decided to go with a homemade dinner with all your favorite food instead. She knew you'd appreciate the more intimate atmosphere as opposed to a big public spectacle. Plus, she wasn't made of money and had already spent a good amount on your ring.

Your ring; who knew such a small black box could cause such a disastrous amount of anxiety. She did her best to hide it from you, but every time she'd leave it somewhere, her mind would practically torture her with thoughts that you'd find it. So eventually, out of fear that you'd really find the ring, she decided to keep it on her most of the time.

The night of, you arrived at home earlier than usual, per your girlfriend's request. When you asked her what the occasion was, she simply told you that it was "a suprise."

The apartment smelled amazing, and the tension in your shoulders dissipated with every step you took closer to the kitchen. Abby truly was a sight for sore eyes; her broad back facing you with her long braid swinging with every movement she made as she stirred at the pot infront of her. The apron was tied tightly around her waist—in a knot you knew she was gonna ask you to help untie later.

Sensing your eyes on her, she turned around with a smile, causing a similar one to spread across your face. "Hi, sweetheart," she said softly, abandoning the pot to embrace you in a warm hug, pulling back far too soon for your liking. She placed a kiss on your cheek, her hands absent-mindedly rubbing along your arms. "I missed you," she said breathlessly. "You saw me this morning," you laughed, your arms wrapping around her waist. "Yeah, and a whole day has passed. It was torture," she said, squeezing lighty at your arms, before placing a few more stray kisses across your face. She only pulled away once she heard you laugh at her actions, content when she saw how flustered you were with her unabashed affection.

"I'm gonna go wash up then I'm helping you," you said softly, reluctantly pulling yourself from Abby's embrace and making your way to the bathroom. It was almost funny how Abby's heart clenched when you pulled away from her. She never knew you could miss someone a room away; her heart physically ached when she wasn't close to you.

In no time, dinner was ready with your help. Abby didn't consider herself some award winning cook, but she definitely knew her place around a kitchen. It was always a very pleasant (and delicious) suprise when she cooked for the two of you.

"What was the occasion, Abs? Did a forget an anniversary or something?" you joked, fork enthusiastically digging into your food. It was your favorite; as everything that she had prepared, from the dishes to the wine and even the suprise dessert. It warmed your heart that she knew you like the back of her hand by now.

"No occasion," she said, concentrating on cutting into her food to avoid eye contact. She knew that one look from you would be enough for you to see that she was lying. "Can't I just spoil my girlfriend?" she added. "You always spoil me, though," you said with a small pout. "I like spoiling you," she countered with a droopy smile that never seemed to leave her face when she was with you.

After dinner, Abby surprised you with dessert which you digged into gratefully. She had your hand in hers, softly rubbing over your knuckles as she listened to you talk about your day. She could listen to you for hours, your voice like her favorite song that she could never grow tired of. She'd gladly listen to it for the rest of her life; in the morning when it had a little rasp to it or when you got excited and it shrieked happily. Hell, she'd listen to you when you were angry and screaming at her, too.

For a small while, she had forgotten about the actual purpose of the dinner until she shuffled in her seat and felt the small box prodding at her through the pocket of her pants. The anxiety started to wash over her in waves once again because suddenly she was very unsure if this was even the right choice, if you even wanted to get married right now.

She hadn't even noticed the way her hand was nervously squeezing at yours by now. You definitely noticed, as well as the faraway look in her eyes, eyebrows pinched together in concentration, and lips pursed lightly.

"Hey," you said softly, giving her hand a small squeeze. When she finally looked at you, you gave her a smile. "You okay?" you asked. She gulped nervously before sitting up straighter in her chair. The hand that wasn't holding onto yours was nervously gripping at her thigh underneath the tablecloth. "I'm okay I just— I've been meaning to tell you something," she said softly.

You frowned at her nervous demeanor. Obviously, something was wrong. "You're kinda scaring me now," you joked with a light laugh, growing more and more concerned. She spared you a light laugh before clearing her throat. "No, nothing's, nothing's wrong. I just wanna tell you something, but you gotta let me finish, okay?" she said. You gave her a nod before she continued.

"Sweetheart, you are the most amazing woman I've ever had the privilege of meeting," she started. It felt like a ball forming in the pit of your stomach at her words; was she breaking up with you or something?

"You're so kind and funny. And so sweet to me," she continued. By now, you were the one squeezing at her hand nervously. "Abby..." you said softly. "Lemme finish," she said with a smile, and you scoffed playfully, allowing her to continue. "I love you. So so much. And I can't always give you everything you deserve, but I can try. I wanna try and give you everything you ever deserve because you deserve the world."

You were pretty sure you were crushing your poor girlfriend's hand by now. Once you loosened up, she pulled both her hands onto her lap before digging in her pocket and pulling out the small black box. God, you were practically sobbing by now. "If you let me, I'd like to try and give you the world, so," the small box was opened to reveal the ring; the prettiest pink quartz cut perfectly into a small heart, shining proudly underneath the crappy yellow light of your kitchen.

"Will you marry me, sweetheart?"

For a few agonizingly slow moments all you could do was stare at the small black box dumbly. You couldn't even see the ring by now, eyes blurred and weighted by unshed tears and cheeks already stained by those that have fallen. "Please say something," Abby whispered nervously. You nodded so quickly you almost got whiplash. "Yeah?" she asked breathlessly. "Yeah, yes. Yes!" She quickly took the ring, placing it on your ring finger with a toothy smile that matched yours, albeit a bit less teary that yours. Once it was on your finger you stood up from your chair. Abby did the same, and you jumped into her arms with such a force that she almost crashed into the nearby kitchen cupboards.

"I love you so much. I love you, Abby," you muttered into the crook of her neck. "I love you too, so much," she laughed. You pulled back from her neck, arms still wrapped around her neck as you took in her features. Your absolutely beautiful girlfriend, fiancée now and soon-to-be wife. You couldn't help yourself anymore, and kissed her with a passion that practically had her breathless by the time you were pulling away. It was a bit messy, filled with emotion but still so perfect. Everything with Abby always felt so perfect.

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Just wondering if I could request for sparkeater fn! Reader who gets caught eating a vehiacon (idk how to spell it sorry😭👍) and when reader turns around and gets caught my the prime team they start to cry and apologise that they didn't tell them that they were a sparkeater (Ignore this if it's too much😭🙏 I just had a idea that a all) (Tfp or Tfa you can choose😊)

How TFA!Autobots would react to you being a sparkeater

Note: big gore warning since mentions of someone young getting eaten

You were missing, the team eventually grew concerned. Yes, you would leave at times and for a while however never this long.

Detroit had become restless without you it seemed, well the team certainly were restless. They were worried you might've been caught by the 'Cons

However, that was a dream compared to what they saw you were doing.

It was a new bot, they could tell that it was barely just created before you caught the earthborn Cybertronian in your talons

Maybe they shouldve not seen the coordinates that Megatron, himself sent with the message:

::Look what I found::

Optimus prime

When it dawns on him that you are a sparkeater, his chassis tightens, his spark rushes and his helm hurts. You were his friend from the academy.

How had he or the guard not known that you were a stuff of legends, a beast...

When you return eventally, he makes you leave— promises he won't call the guard but you are never to come near him or the team.

Strangely enough you try to apologies, worry clouds your helm, how did he know your horrible secret?

Ratchet

He's surprised like Optimus.

He's in disbelief, your scans were normal. Everything was normal with you. You were normal.

But you werent

You are a mechanical cannibal that ate your spark out on that poor innocent life.

You tried to even reason— the newspark was going to be a Decepticon and what you did was a blessing to its sad life

A life that the newspark had yet to live.

You made him sick.

Bumbleebee

In absolute shock, he was never a bot to look at horror holotapes of even like scary stories.

The sounds of you teeth crushing the Cybertronian's trachea was nauesating. He felt small in that moment.

He doesn't look at you

Prowl

Knew that something was wrong with you.

Knew that you weren't like them, never wanted to say it. He liked you even with your strange quirks.

But to see you murder and then devour an innocent life...he didn't like you enough to justify your actions. You had to pay.

He shows no mercy to you when you try to make excuse and even start crying.

He and Optimus force you out of Detroit, promising not to call you in but you will never set foot in Detroit or Cybertron.

Bulkhead

Baby boy full on has a existential crisis, suprisely he helps Optimus and Prowl to build an electro-magnetic field around the base. Just in case if you decide to come back.

They would know that you were there.

He spends a few weeks crying about you, how you lied to him. He goes through all stages of grief...

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Whump Trauma Tips

I just finished a three month long research, fieldwork, and interview project on trauma so I figured I'd put the knowledge to good use and write some tips on how to create realistic trauma whump

Trauma Denial= Your brain purposely forgetting about the trauma to protect you. Your character could be unable to heal becuase they couldn't process what happened to them, could suddenly remember the trauma all of a sudden or could recognize a abuser but block the trauma out so they don't know why they recognize them.

Trauma avoidance= Coping with trauma by avoiding all reminders of it. Your character could not do things they liked before becuase it reminds them of the trauma.

Triggers= Things that remind someone of the trauma and give them flashbacks or make them feel scared or angry. Your character could get triggered and not be sure why they felt that way, dislike someone becuase they something about them slightly triggers them or have a flashback and have a caretaker comfort them. A way to heal from triggers is by bringing them up again in a safe enviroment so you could write about that going wrong and the person having a panic attack.

Fight, flight or freeze= A common thing our body and mind do to help us get away from danger. This can extend well after the trauma is done. Freeze becomes staying in bed and dissociating, a coping mechanism where you disconnect from your enviroment. Flight becomes escaping from the negative emotions using alchol, drugs or risky behavior. Fight becomes hypervigilance, a constant state of scanning for threats and being stressed. Characters could be hypervigilant and see a caretaker as being threatening when they're just trying to help or be jumpy and punch someone who suprises them.

There's a lot more but i'm too lazy so please tell me if you find this helpful so I know to write more.