#DONT GET ME STARTED ON THE CYBERNETICS

[avacadokin]

i'm sorry the Fit mechanical w h a t headcanon you dropped that like it should be common knowledge

oh god i forgot everyone could read tags

i mentioned it like it was common knowledge because me and prev in the reblog chain are mutuals and have talked extensively about it

more info below the readmore because i love this headcannon but it is more nsfw than i usually put on this blog (except for in tags as you may have noticed)

ok so for this headcannon fitmc is trans and has known that and been out for a while, since 2b2t infact. there he scavenged together a very janky but good enough bio-mechanical/cybernetic dick, stealing parts and the like.

it's partly a wepon because of course on 2b2t, extra protection against unwanted attention down there and just a handy concealed weapon in general

when he got to qsmp it worked fine for a while but it started to break down and cause him pain. he didn't admit this for a while but pac noticed he was drinking more health pots and eating gapples than is normal and confronted fit about it.

that leads to pac insisting he fix it, because he won't allow his "roommate" to be in pain. but since fit's dick is biomechanical it can't be fully removed, so fit ends up exposed and being worked on in pac's workshop.

they keep the tone light and goofy for the most part but that gets difficult when pac starts to work on the wires that connect to fits nerves ((boytoyhalo wrote an amazing little thing explaining this better, i just dont wanna post it without his permission))

additional subheadcannon within this headcannon:

pac etched a little pac man symbol into one of the pieces he used to repair/improve fit's dick because he's possessive

[blood-injections]

ooh tell me about amputee Ghoul whump (I was considering doing an amputee Kobra fic actually but I'm not sure how to write that so I'd be interested to hear your thoughts)

It's just a one shot about him having a prosthetic leg and having to accept help when soreness he's been ignoring all day catches up to him during a firefight and he can't walk back to the trans am and he's fucking frustrated because he feels like a liability, a cripple, and the others have to keep putting in his head that jeez no, just because you need help or mobility aids doesn't mean you're a liability to us >:(

Basically it's yet another fic in which I project on fun ghoul and put him in Situations, specifically ones I've been in lmao cause I'm an amputee myself. Anyway so ask me anytime if you're unsure how to write Kobra or any other character, it depends on the amputation, like I have a prosthetic leg so thats what I gave Ghoul, and I'm not really sure what specific things someone with say a missing arm would go through, but if they have a prosthetic, I'd imagine a lot of the same chronic pain and soreness, because your skin tends to get irritated easily in a socket, and if you sweat in it especially, the stump or wherever it rubs against you gets really raw really easily, rashes or blisters, hot spots, and when its like that it fucking hurts, I've had it bad a couple times and could hardly put any weight on my leg because every step just feels like you're getting stabbed or like a shock is shooting up your leg though your bones. And yikes, for a killjoy i can only imagine, living in the desert and being on your feet all day and sweating in that heat would be hell. It also depends like what kind of prosthetic, like if it's an actual one with a socket, they'd deal with that, but its danger days so what if they had a cybernetic one without a socket? They wouldn't have those hot spots but I imagine they'd be crazy sore wherever skin and metal connects, idk why but something tells me it'd be crazy itchy? Like, just past where it cybernetic part starts, a scratch you can never itch. And they could have phantom limb pain too if the character has lost the limb and didn't always have it like that. i dont know what thats like because i was born with my disability, but I'd imagine it's like dysphoria if anything, something aching thats not there, and then also wanting something or in this case, wanting something back so bad its agony, because if they lost their limb I'm sure they'd grieve it bad for a bit, maybe even forever, I know a lot of people that lose limbs struggle to accept that yeah, you're disabled now.

There's so may other things I could go into like parts breaking and how difficult it'd probably be to fix or replace them in the zones and mobility aid specifics and ohh the dehabilitating back pain you have if your prosthetic leg isnt the perfect length and your hips arent level, etc etc, if you do write the amputee kobra fic and need anything else im your guy :)

[suck-a-egg]

Here's some Bad Batch headcanons, you sluts

Merry Bad Batch season 2 day! I'm writing this to keep myself distracted while we wait for the first two episodes to be aired. this is going to be a little harder for me because I dont like the Batch as much as I like Domino.

Hopefully this isn't as sad

age order oldest to youngest: (Omega), (Echo), Wrecker, Hunter, Crosshair, Tech

Hunter would have gotten his whole face tattooed but he passed out exactly half way through

Tech has a kaminese accent because when he was a cadet the kaminoans would only let him be in the lab or in his pod and thats it, fuck canon.

Omega used to have a kaminese accent but started copying the way other clones talked so she would feel more connected to them

Crosshair loves classical music

Hunter hates classical music but doesnt say anything

Wrecker was the copilot before they brought Echo in

Crosshair was the medic before Echo

Wrecker drank caf one time and turned a mountain into a canyon

Crosshair sunburns so easily and the others rag on him so hard that he refuses to take any of his armor off when theyre on a too sunny planet

Tech is legally blind without his goggles

Hunters hair leaves a streak of grease on whatever it touches

They all hate paperwork

Exclusively bad batch w/ Echo headcanons

"there's no way anyone could survive a close range explosion like that. Especially not a reg." *Echo survives* "ok, well this ones just lucky"

*explains insane ship cloaking plan* "and the regs think we take risks" *the plan works* "fuck"

*nearly gets himself killed trying to save everyone but survives again* "HE'S OURS NOW! YOU CAN'T HAVE HIM"

it was a mutual agreement to invite him in

they probably would have kidnapped him

While leaving the Dreadnaught, Tech worked on Echos cybernetics and accidentally started info barfing at him, he stopped half way through and waited to be called annoying and told to stop but, instead Echo just started info barfing back. From then on out they were info barfing buddies and the batch was relieved that Tech finally had someone who understood him

Crosshair tried to act all bad and mean because "he's still a reg" and didn't expect the reg to be the comeback king.

During a bit on leave, the batch seperates for a bit and Wrecker gets arrested, probably pissed someone off and had to defend himself. The corries try to call Hunter but he's not picking up so they call the second highest rank in their squad, Echo.

Wrecker is worried that Echo is going to be furious and judge him but instead Echo walks in, is on a first name bases with the guards and somehow talks them into letting Wrecker out of his cell early. He never explains how he did it or how he knew them.

Hunter fell asleep working on overdue paper work and woke up to it all done.

[inkwellwrites]

I dont have any fancy introduction to this post uhh. hi hello greetings. Might as well put the "writes" in my name to good enough use and finally share personal little hcs about one of my Favorites: Burt Curtis

-Very lax and chill. Not exactly hesitant to talk about shitty people behind their backs though

-Not an overly social person. If you need to find him, the best chance you have is in his workspace/room regardless of what time it is

-^ seeing him outside his room may as well be comparable to seeing sasquatch out in the wild

-The kind of person to have a diet that consists of Monster and ramen and nothing else. Although, he does go out to eat other things. Gotta have some kind of balanced diet

-Probably more expressive through text than he is verbally

-Will often doodle and make small comics on the job when he isn't busy since he really doesn't do much besides sit around during his work hours. He has a drawing tablet for when he's off the clock

-He does Twitch streams as a side job. No reason behind it I just thought it was funny. Those streams consist of either chatting, gameplay or drawing sessions 

-On top of picking up small hobbies to pass the time, he's learned to play bass guitar and drums well enough. He's currently learning alto saxophone, but mostly to play meme songs

-Is the kind of guy to allow spiders to crawl all over him. They're his friends so it's ok

-Has a gaming chair and separate gaming monitor. Yeah

-References memes a lot irl and will not elaborate if you don't get them

-Not a huge fan of people yelling at him. This is kind of seen in the game but it felt important enough to mention again lol

-Does not have a single formal fashion bone in his body. Can and will show up to an event in a jacket and sweats with some kind of goofy lettering on them (his favorite pair being green sweats that say "Yeah Baby" on the side). Reginald gets a little pissed off at it but at the end of the day he admires how adamant Burt is and lets him slide too many times to count. Also, Burt just kinda sits around in a room during work hours anyways...

-Likes Reginald a lot. Partially because Burt thinks it's funny when Reg looks like he's about to bite off a chunk of drywall when he says he forgot to wear something formal. But it's fine they still respect one another

-RHM though. Burt's kinda scared of that guy. Even more so in paths where he has those cybernetics. Don't want a repeat of that Holey Cap situation now, huh?

-Hard to tell if he's mad at someone unless he has a weapon clearly pulled out, but honestly, it's difficult to get him too worked up to the point he would get physical

-Him and Sven's dynamic is basically just "Would you still hang with me if I was a worm?" "What"

-Speaking of, he's closest to Sven when comparing him to everyone else. When Sven's not doing anything, he'll just barge into Burt's room when he isn't streaming or working and start ranting. Burt doesn't mind that

-Also learning a little bit of Swedish from Sven

-His sense of humor is strange. At times you may get him to mildly breathe out of his nose but it's only when the planets truly align you will get him to double over in tears from laughing

-Would eat heaps of ketchup out of a bottle if paid to do so

-Will never tell you how he got his headphones through his top hat

-Has a headphone collection. Loves them to death

Uhhhhh that's Burt. Goodbye

[majimemegoro]

i listened to too much synthwave while doing my horrible tasks today so it got me thinking about my yakuza cyberpunk au concept which i dont think ive ever posted about

(yes the jacket is full-length/down to the ankles, i just had to cut off the picture bc this drawing is from 2019 and the proportions are WACK)

so basically majima has cybernetic implants shimano wanted him to get for both his eye and also all the areas where his tattoo covers. i havent fully fleshed out the ideas but obviously the eye thing can enable him to zoom in and see infrared or whatever. also I think that the back piece maybe has like 2 “snakes”/metal tentacle things that can come OUT of it as though the snakes from his tattoo were coming alive. (but theyre robot parts. idk if im im explaining any sense im so tired)

so the implants are really heavy duty impressive ones, maybe even experimental, so his body is always rejecting them which is why the places where its attached to his human flesh look hideously irritated and infected. maybe you can see that better in this pic a little idk.

also he has a cybernetic Bat which is just a regular Bat but it has some blinking lights on it for the AestheticTM. (just kidding it probably doubles as a tazer or something idk)

goda ryuji is obviously just how he is in dead souls haha.

and the new ideas i had today were that kadokura is a cybernetics developed/manufacturer (Rachi Future Solutions or something lollll), and when he recruits sato into becoming a Cyber Hitman (what is a hitman called in a cyberpunk world.. idk) sato doesnt get a gun arm or anything but he does get some modifications done to improve his already-supernatural bodily steadiness, probably at least one cybernetic eye etc., and he DOES get a chip put in his brain that can relay him information and stuff but also (unbenoknwst to sato) allows kadokura to monitor him at all times, see through his eyes etc., and even to manipulate and shut down certain emotions ! *FROZEN ROAR SPOILERS* so in this au sato is more of a victim, he ilterally couldnt feel remorse for his crimes, remorse was turned off !!!!!

but then when he goes to abashiri the chip is Out Of Range or Not Getting Reception or something! so when sato  meets ok*dera (who is Of Course does a bit of a mechanic on the side and can do really rough and ready cybernetics stuff—nothing like the sleek Rachi Future Solutions tech, its clunky and made up of old parts and so on but it gets the job done) suddenly satos brain starts to heal a little and oh no why doesnt he want to complete his mission ????

and probably at the end of the story okduera like gives sato a chip he had in HIS brain so even the Japan Central Computer or whatever the inevitably fascist surveillance state government has would read sato as ok*dera. (though how this helps given that ok*dera is wanted dead by the mob is an open question, as it is in canon..)

also i think that instead of having the mountain village vs city be like “this village people DONT have cybernetics, theyre ACTUALLY human” its more about tech sovereignty! like the mountain village is better because the cybernetics they use are homegrown and repairable and powered by their own code, not run by giant evil corporations who control them from afar and block out every good memory youve ever had or whatever

also yama-oroshi is obviously a giant mecha bear

anyway if you read this reblog and add ideas for other characters that people actually care about like kiryu and nishiki

[algrolo]

Cyberpunk: Edgerunners ended so badly that I gotta say, as a whole Id say the show was bad. The first half of the show? Awesome, colorful, action-packed, well done. The second half? Complete and utter trash.

They had this great concept, this young kid sinking in debt and a loss of a recent lpved one, causing him to get this cybernetic spine upgrade which makes him Fast. He gets pulled into a local crime group and starts running with them to make ends meet and develops this found family.

Then, and this is where it just nosedives, a plan goes south, the crew loses their leader and his girlfriend, so the kid steps up and we get this timeskip. Gone is the lovable, kinda buff but overall slim kid, and he just looks like your average "buffed up action guy except its all cybernetics and chrome". And the story pivots from him to his girlfriends lore. He, like his mentor (the ex-leader) gets too much fucking chrome, causing issues with having too much tech while still being a person.

So many issues here. 1. Whyd you change the character model he looks so boring now. 2. The reason he went metal is so he could fight better. Which is stupid because his advantage was speed. Seeing the bulked up guy going fast looks dumber than the lanky kid zipping by 3. Absolutelu 0 learning about having too much metal. Your old leader died from it, idiot. 4. The kid was introduced as actually being quite proficient in school, yet this is never applied in a literal sense, ever. He just becomes leader and has good charisma? Those things are unrelated to school smarts.

I feel like its either a product of Netflix anime demands or the studio culture surrounding action animes, but something about the past 3 Ive seen strike me as odd. The setups are inherently so cool and interesting, only to have completely lackluster endings, due in part to the narrative falling to pieces. I dont need high volume action scenes every god damn episode if their purpose is only to look cool. Give me some plot, please. Actually connect the dots of your story instead of being in the drawing room and going "hey wouldnt it be cool if this happened". Thats just bad writing.

Worse yet was this was a Studio Trigger project which means they were working on this dumb project based off a failure of a game instead Of Just Working On ANOTHER SEASON OF BRAND NEW ANIMAL!!!!

[yanderetrash]

Ok so finished my first playthru of phantom liberty

And overall id say it was a great DLC, took me around 40+ hours to actually finish and the last few ones were a bit rushed because i /needed/ to know how it ends

I love the brand of hopelessness and cynicism that only cp can bring

Spoilers below

It was more than understood that whatever you do, youre getting fucked

So it was a bit of relief when Songbird was like yea so... only one cure for me u can fuck right off

And man i was with her all the way but i really didnt want to kill Reed

Mans so hot ):

Anyway my reasoning was not lore friendly but rather content hungry friendly

Cause like she said, if you send her off shes getting cured ur getting fuck all so thats where it ends

But if u "betray" her, more content maybe?

Ok so say someone enlists your help under false premises

Then repeatedly endangers your life

And uses you

Repeatedly assuring you "oh this time im fr"

And then they are put in a vulnerable position and you can actually screw them over for once

Would you say that if you did you "betrayed" them?

I mean quite frankly no its not even mean it would be p stupid to just sit there and take it (again)

Weird how the game sees it as you selling your integrity like the accepted alternative is you go with it till the end

Even tho youve been fucked

Anyway

Very happy with the fact that we get another brand new ending

Its like the arasaka ending but lite

Like at least u dont get made into a chip u know

Like the fia heals u nukes johnny and then its been two years of coma and also u cant use fuck i forgot how they call implants

Anyway none of that for you anymore

N thats sososo sad because apparently there's nothing u can do without them implants

So hacking is definitely out of the question

No more double jumps

No more fancy eyes and smart weapons (which imo are like cheating anyway)

But your knowledge? Muscle memory?

I mean stupid of this bitch to go out first thing

But venom could get swole so whats stopping her??

I'm not saying that you can be back to super soldier specs but you can definitely be less pathetic :)

Anyway i think its all going to have to be bittersweet

Not even that its like what the fuck you expected?? Sad sad and pathetic

Like watching someone u knew well becoming a drunk beggar, trying to swindle u out of ur money

Some skills are definitely unrelated to cybernetic implants tho so um

Anyway its quite funny to me that i ended up missing johnny more than she did

Like not even a mention

I want to go with it take Songbird to the shuttle let her escape

Im sure its not going to be much more content but its alright, i would have done it immediately if i knew that the game would eat my saves ): now i started dogtown again but LUCKILY i have a save post ending so i i just repurposed that one

And funny thing this is a save when i had the game modded to the teeth and i forgot i romanced panam (best girl btw) and apparently that carried over ? Lol nice

[archer3-13]

I don't know, the intereaction the royals have with their counterparts + the fact that the Royal siblings, upon fighting their sibling's counterpart precise "I am not you real sibs, i come from another worl" + the support conversations that the 4 winds and Rafal have with the rest of the cast seems pretty clear to me. Though if the argument is that "they are essentially the same person, therfore they are also this SOmbron's kid" they already lost the moment Intys decide to change alt!lear's parents because by this logic, Alear in our dimension would count as Lumera's child and not Sombron's.

Again, this is kinda why i feel it was a bad idea to just reuse the designs of the royals and four hounds for the dlc instead of coming up with new or alternate looks for them [even if it likely would have been more expensive, and admittedly loses some of the impact emotionally that comes from reusing the designs] because it creates the mental impression and thus assumption that they are the same people as apposed to alternate verse mirror versions. Hence why it doesnt matter for some people if mirror sombron and mirror alear aren't related because everyone else looks the same between dimensions so why wouldn't sombron look the same across dimensions.

Additionally you also arguably run into the problem that a lot of multiverse theory as commonly understood is predicated on the idea of splitting timelines. ie, winston churchill eats rasin brand instead of corn flakes and mecha hitlers invading the united states with an army of killer cybernetically altered aryan dolphins the following month. so people start throwing in time travel rules and ideas in there especially when everyone looks the same as their main counterparts.

The game does fairly clearly present an answer of plausible deniability that makes sense when ya dont complicate it too much. i do understand why people complicate it and then get confused and or upset about it, even if its not a massive point of debate in the community at large currently.

[silvershayde]

woah wait

How do cybertronian headaches work??? Cause like we get them cause our brain’s a muscle, so over exertion or straight up ‘the brain wants to fuck with you’ happens.

I cant think of a computer wquivalent. Or a vehicle one. Hmm maybe its… uh… words evading me (oh my left ear stopped hearing stuff) not fair (vv yeah going with that) to compare cybers with cars and computers and ai.

Then again i’m a human running off of gcse engineering and the lil mini tests i ask my coworker to put me through cause he does car shit and its oretty cool (i now know how important a spark plug is, do not ask me) Yeah as i was saying i am a human being not well versed in cybernetics and the only line of code i can do is get python to say hello world.

Usually id do research. But my brain hirts (which is why this whole post even started to begin with) and the dark screen is my only saving grace since the melatonin my body makes is refusing to kick in full force just yet so idk. Ive derailed the post

Cybertronians feel pain. Cubertronians get aches and pains. They are made of living metal and at the same time not since the can have a full body transplant and be rocking about down in ends like they havent taken changing yourself for the better literally.

When cpus work overtime or are overclocked i guess, they heat up and if they dont explode just shut down. Or reboot. Ohhhhhh that could be where their headaches come from. So instead of it being like just a weird sensation up in the head it’s just really hot to touch. I think thats objectively worse that the wrird plethora of headaches that people get. Idk bout migraines though never had one of those. So they are excluded from the conversation until uh never.

I’ve concluded my investigation. Ta ta.

[stargir1z]

letter from my diss tutor.... keep reading for some updates + plans for next couple weeks

going to be reading the texts he recommended here, in order 2 prepare for writing stage. reading inventing the future by alex williams and nick srineck rn... been reading it for like 3 weeks.. dont know why i decided to take that on in the middle of my diss. so yeah. ill be reading these: dylan thomas piece, humdog’s pandora vox, and my boyfriend came back from the war. i will also finish exploration of electronic labyrinth 

in terms of the commons.. probs pirate philosophy and hacker manifesto by mckenzie wark. dont know if ill have time for both but ill try. also the electronic disturbance + hakim bey

will be printing out the cybernetic hypothesis for a thorough theory challenge 

ultimately i think i need to just start writing which is so freaking contradictory to everything i just said. theres just so many beautiful and cool texts on this, i cant stop . i guess in the end i am more of an absorber and curator of information, and maybe a distributor, but definitely not a primary source in the sense that i like to speak thru 1000 other voices. i dont know if thats a sign of no originality or if its just what everyone is like under all their hyperpersonal semiotics. elliott said i could write a book about this stuff later on. but i know later on imma be like. cool now give me somethig else. it feels like i should write the book now. lol  . but i cant. so i just need to ? read and write at the same time ? and use the extended reading to brush back over the dust of what ive written and carve it out more clearly. i think if i did it that way - wrote a majority of the paper in about a week’s time, then continued reading and expanding, i could get somewhere. but rn im just lost in this sea >;( 

design + send out a survey, prob SUNDAY / SATURDAY . 

ill aim for: 

(cause i have double shifts tmr and thurs lmao help) 

THIS WEEKEND: 

a) survey creation and dissemination, 

b) reading hacker manifesto (at least relevant chapters), 

c) creating a more precise flow into the final draft and writing at LEAST 1000 words. 

NEXT WEEK: 

a) reading those references in bullet point 1 to develop writing refs 

b) focus on hakim bey and nomadology so that the SCENE chapter can be rounded out. 

c) sit down another time and write Round 2 

idk why im acting like i havent done anything the past couple weeks tho when i have. i did a deep dive on scihub, libgen, and pirate bay and their associated creators. i learned about open source movements and pirate parties. i read half of the whole pirate care curriculum. i had a meeting with hyun for the exidermis concept (and had the print slogans basically ready, gonna supplement with tiqqun and wark tho) and explained basically what im writing, to her, and to my mom yesterday. i thought of a seminar idea based off of CALLING ALL TUMBLRINAS in which i basically hold talks on Cyberfeminism Today in Relation to Tumblr Activism. its just that i am the kind of person who doesnt wanna miss anything and wants to read ALL the major literature so i really know what the F my work is drawing from. if i had more time i would also look into research of self directed pedagogy but i will just have to rely on my own experience for that . 

[1007xf]

i would Absolutely tell you! i am about to study for my final exam tho so ill just copy and paste the infodump from discord. also i Am two of the characters (kinsidering another but not sure)

ok so this is a power puff girls x mother series crossover called Psionic Pro Boys and . and holy fuck its edgy. its so much edgier than both the sources anyway. But i like it so that excuses it

its the mother characters placed in a powerpuff girls environment yknow? the main 3 characters are ness, lucas and ninten (the 3 protagonists of their respective games) and theyre a part of the psionic pro boys, or PPB. theyre superpowered individuals who are there to save their town, before AND after bedtime! and. oh my godd they are DIFFERENT. definitely a lot more explosive. theyre aged up a bit (around 16) but oh my godddd holy shit. the creator of the au (im going to call her sherbet shes rlly chill actually i miss her) recently posted new designs for them (she changed up their races to make them more inclusive i think) which i think works, i still kind of prefer the old designs??? that or i just like her old artstyle better. she drew lucas with two left hands in the old design tho shdndhdnnsbdb

there's the psychicexpert girls, the PEG, which consist of paula, ana, and nana! theyre a rebel group afaik and are also superpowered! i am nana so i should know, but i dont. classic me.

see, the girls are fucking EXPLOSIVE and very, VERY destructive. mean characters too. i'm like. slightly dumb but very kind and considerate. (bro even NEIL tolerates me but ill get into that in a but) and also i can play piano. woohoo! she just like me fr.

ok so these mfs' backstories are definitely darker than the original show/games (keep in mind i did not watch powerpuff girls i would not know) since they were either abused or abandoned by their parents and were found by HIM and adopted by him. HIM is a fucking demon (possibly the devil) btw. he's definitely a villain ill get to him one day

ok so yknow how i said this series was definitely very fucjing edgy? there was supposed to be a fourth psionic pro boy. travis, to be specific. he was constructed using his brother's dna(?) and he was like. really fucking clumsy. after a fuck up with the other boys, people started making fun of him and he started getting bullied in school more until he fucking MELTED and became the original substance of the chemical x (or whatever the fuck) inside of him. i think this was corruption or something i dont remember much. but holy FUCK

i should mention that i (claus) am also a character in this!!! claus was separated from lucas idk when and found a different chemical crystal(?). he became superpowered but didnt tell anyone about it and became anxious about it so he ran away. he was found by another villain named zento, who soon adopted him and trained him. bitch has never felt emotions besides hatred and jealousy so yknow he has not had a good life!!! also my cybernetic canon is here too. in an accident claus lost his arm, and was replaced with robotic parts. he has a skin glove thingy to cover it up tho

ok do you want even more edge??? do you???? now you do! theres canonically a reverse world. different characters based on their og world counterparts. i mentioned neil; he's ness's counterpart. he's a part of the psionic punk boys, or PPNKB to shorten it. the other members are luis and nixon, and by god theyre fucking EDGYYYYYYY. neil is my favourite for reasons (the reason being that i am nana /j) and to be completely honest im not sure if i just Really Like him or Am him. so anyway holy fuck these kids were Abused and Neglected (neil and nixon were) and some even became Not So Human! luis and nixon did thats for sure. i am very Fond of them.

yknow how i mentioned that i was claude? thats luis's brother! after an incident where a cult society killed our father and found my brother, i watched them torture him until they had a buckets worth of blood and ran the fuck away to the police. they ended up reuniting me with my mom but we were both traumatized lmao. also i (claude) am probably autistic or something since i have a special interest in bugs (CANONICALLY) which i did not fucking notice until now holy shit

and then theres the psychic fancy girls! or the pfg. paulita is the leader! shes very girly and enjoys makeup, but she isnt afraid to get her hands dirty! arianna is like paulita but more cutesy :) *and then theres nara.* shes very pretty but shes a cold person with little remorse for what she does. she barely shows emotion and holy FUCK is she strong. like my gee. she is NOT TO BE MESSED WITH.

hmmmmm is there anything else i feel like talking about rn.... OH WAIT THE YOKAI CARRIERS

so theres this bitch named tony.... he was just an exchange student. and like. ||he became friends with jeff. like really close friends. and since he gay he had a bit of a crush on jeff! but since he started spending more and more time with ness and less and less time with tony he got really fucking jealous. like. REALLY jealous. so much so that he ended up developing psychic powers on his own and became a cherub. he did swear revenge on ness so thats his main target.|| i dont know where the bio for tony is but i did find one in my dms with sherbet so ! yeah.

and then we have lloyd! lloyd is definitely one of my favourites bc hes a floral beast :) so anyway he was like. bullied by ninten in school. so like he does NOT like ninten. same with varik, an exchange student, who acts just like him. his abilities are powered by his emotions, so theyre very hard to control. the yokai taking hold of him is a furutsubaki. feel free to look into it :)

theres some other yokais but like. i do not have the bios on them and do not remember them

that should fortunately be it

Wow that's a lot of text! And golly gee did I read it all and would do it again/pos

This does indeed fall into very edgy territory but honestly? I love edgy shit. Like stupidly edgy. Edgy for the sake of edgy I love it!!! And edge aside there's some genuinely cool stuff here. Travis just fucking MELTING into chem x is way to goddamn metal sorry. I'll be real I don't know jack shit about the mother series I never got into it even tho I know it's an important part of gaming history oopsie. So I really don't know how this compares to the real thing. And there's definitely a lot of info here and I feel like this makes way more sense and flows way more nicely when put into context lmao. But honestly still thanks for sharing this was a cool read!

[reclusiverisottonero]

Su umh, hear me out: cyberpunk au, Ris is a cyborg, and for a reason or another his robot parts get broken often, maybe he is an assasin here too, or illegal cyborg fightings? Your pic

Y/N is his most trusted repairperson, and this is like the 3rd time this month they have to fix Risotto, so as they start to repair him they scold him, mixed with a bunch of "stay still" "does it hurt when i touch there?" "Dont move...good" "You should be more careful, you silly" making him accidentally pop a boner to the point that Y/N notices and tsk, looking at him and "I guess its my duty to fix that too" and removed their work gloves

repairperson!Reader/cyborg!Risotto Head Canons, gn!Reader

(sdjklfslk the last bit ANON! Fuck, all that gentle teasing and the light-hearted scolding making Risotto all hot and bothered is just 🤩 I was gonna just write a quick little thirst, but it was getting too long, so I dissected what I was making and wrote some HCs instead. Also I just realized Risotto's occupation isn't mentioned in my hcs, I'm sorry if that disappoints.)

kinks/warnings: veeeery light dubcon maybe?? Risotto has cybernetic limbs and some of them aren't attached to him during the sexy times, light angst and self-hate (on Risotto's part), very gentle dom reader, a bit of edging (?), teasing, hand jobs.

There are days Risotto feels made more from metal and wires than blood and bone, the gnarled flesh where his implants and prosthetics meet bringing out visceral disgust rather than pride in his ability to survive against the odds...

🦾 Where other repairmen wouldn’t meet his eyes or so much as talk to him while doing their jobs you always greet him with a smile, genuine concern and gentle hands. You’re not afraid to talk while working, to scold or tease him. You treat him as if he’s still a whole person and not a soulless robot. Which is why he keeps going back to you. Risotto’s addicted to the rapport, to your kind eyes and playful tone of your voice while you repair him. Every time he leaves, he’s instantly anticipating the next time he gets to see you again.

🦾 That doesn’t mean Risotto lets his prosthetics break on purpose, he hates the sad look in your eyes while tending to him. One night he limps into your tiny hole-in-the-wall shop by surprise and you sigh, “Again?” Risotto knows you’re just teasing, but a small part of him wants to crawl into the sewers and never bother you again. The rest of him takes your proffered hand (with the metal arm that isn’t hanging limp off its joints) and follows you deeper into the shop.

🦾 He strips down to his boxers and lays himself across your work table as you ready your tools. You’re talking, but Risotto is so focused on the timbre of your voice that he flinches at the first touch to his busted shoulder. “Sorry! Did that hurt?” Your question is overshadowed by his pathetic excuse about how your hands are too cold. Which prompts you to put your gloves (to his dismay) so you can remove his busted limbs to make it easier to see the internal structures of his joints for repair.

🦾 “Any pain?” You ask after you're done, and Risotto shakes his head, sitting up now with one less arm and leg. You slide in as close as you can to get a better look into where you just removed the artificial joint that has barely kept everything together. Risotto becomes hyper aware of how close you are to him, every teasing quip you make sending tremors down his spine and heat blooming in his gut. He shifts around at the discomfort of the tools inside the empty cavity of his metal shoulder, your hand coming to rest on his bare waist, “Stay still, I don’t wanna hurt you.”

🦾 The gentle but firm order goes right to his cock, heat filling it out more when you give his waist a gentle squeeze before taking your hand back. “Good boy,” you mutter and he flushes red under the fluorescent lights of your workspace, his flesh hand in a death grip on the edge of the table. At first you don’t seem to notice, more invested in the repairs. Until you move on from his shoulder to look at the stump of his leg and freeze at the outline of his cock through his boxer briefs.

🦾 Risotto thinks for sure you’re going to throw him out. An apology is on the tip of his tongue but instead you shush him and take off your gloves with a wink, “Guess it’s my duty to fix this too.” You sneak your work-calloused hands into his underwear and you both groan. Him from your firm touch, you from excitement over the fact that you can barely wrap your hand around his shaft, it’s that thick. He bites his lips to hold back another needy sound and grabs your belt loops to pull you in for a kiss. 

🦾 For a while there’s only the slick noises of you jerking Risotto’s cock, softly needling him about how he doesn’t need to be breaking his prosthetics to have a reason come visit you. “It’s not on purpose,” he grunts, while his one good hand fumbles with the zipper of your coveralls, eventually he gives up and opts to pull you closer. You can’t help but chuckle at his annoyed pout turning to a moan as your thumb presses and gently flicks up against the head of his cock, your other hand playing with his balls. 

🦾 You hum in disbelief and stop your ministrations completely, much to his chagrin. Risotto’s hips squirm in your grasp, unable to get any leverage to thrust up into your fist with two of his limbs in scattered pieces on the table behind you. “Before I let you cum,” You give the head of Risotto’s cock a light pinch that releases a whine from the back of his throat,  “can you promise me you’ll take better care of yourself? And that you’ll visit me when you’re not in need of repairs?” 

🦾 “Yes, I swear,” Risotto pants out, practically vibrating underneath your touch as you start back up on his cock. His hand twists the fabric of your coveralls and his good leg is wrapped around your waist to trap you against him. “Just let me cum, and I’ll—” You cut him off with suckling kisses to his torso. You’re not quite tall enough to reach his chest properly, but it still has the effect you’re hoping for. He presses up into your mouth, your hands toying with his cock like before, “Fuck, fuck! Keep doing that, I’m—I’m gonna cum—” Your coveralls are a lost cause after that, but when you reattach Risotto’s limbs he more than makes it up to you. 

🦾 Risotto turns out to be man of his word, and soon he’s in your shop for personal visits more often than not. From fucking on your work table, to laying out across the office couch, then making love in your bed in your apartment above the shop. It’s all a blur now, you don’t know how it got from point A to point B so fast. Not that you’re complaining. You turn over in bed to press yourself against Risotto’s side. He’s absentmindedly tracing along the thickened scar tissue where metal meets skin, but when he sees you’re awake he wraps the cybernetic arm around you and smiles.

(´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) thanks for reading! (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

[barbatusart]

Your art is so amazing, I am in LOVE. What/who inspired your art style? If there were any.

hahaha shoot thank you so much!!! ive been working with MEANBOSS super closely on our collaborative freak comix since 2018 so over time i definitely starting aping off what he was doing & vice versa, i loved his hatching & studied what he was doing with faces super closely cus theyre amazing

ALSO im in my 30s & grew up back when they used to play old ultraviolent 80s anime movies at 6am on the scifi channel on saturdays, & one of my true loves to this day is yoshiaki kawajiri. he directed vampire hunter d bloodlust, bio-hunter, wicked city, demon city shinjuku, cyber city oedo 808, & like 5billion other weird movies with the word city in em LOL. im not a one-for-one copy but if you look at kawajiri's stuff you can absolutely see his fingerprint on what i do! the general influence of gritty weird cybernetics & overall cyber terror before technology became a normal thing to culture at large is also firmly from this era, & it's something i wanna continue to emulate going forward in LOVOS4017.

ALSO another big influence was masayuki taguchi's work on the 15 volume-long battle royale manga which is just about the most alienating & disgusting extreme gore comic you can find, significantly worse than anything uziga or kago is putting out imo. (quick addendum but fuck uziga.) i read this in highschool with my buddy at the time, we used to own different volumes & trade them back and forth during class depending on which one we were missing LOL. my roughs for sad sack had battle royale manga all over it, i LOVE how grotesque taguchi pushes faces, like not one person is pleasant to look at.

ALSOOOO definitely kouta hirano of hellsing fame but only the first 2 or 3 books when he was doing really sloppy inks as i only read the first couple books back in the day & didnt check out the rest of it until years later. my hair movement, inks with white outlines, & every tooth in the mouth thing are straight outta hirano's playbook!

ALSOOOOOOOOO id be a liar if i didnt give jhonen vasquez the credit he's due with johnny the homicidal maniac, hail to the king baby lol. i dont push it as hard as he does, but his stuff gave me total permission to completely shatter skull anatomy in the service of a Bigger More Crazy Facial Expression, & i still use that trick to this day!

there're smatterings of suehiro maruo, shintaro kago, junji ito, francisco goya (disasters of war era specifically), francis bacon, art spiegelman, & charles burns in there as well, but those up there in the list are the big influences! fun fact ive gotten comparisons to the old æon flux cartoon from mtv in the past, but i actually never saw æon flux until like Super recently so i just assume peter chung & i had similar inspirations lmao, like you can already follow the inspiration line pretty clearly with gustav klimt -> peter chung -> jhonen vasquez so i figure i just took my inspo from someone later down the line in that thread lol

ok thats all i got for this question THANK FOR PLAYIN i sincerely love getting the opportunity to talk shop!!!!!!

[vina-writes]

Dangerous

For the @drarrymicrofic prompt

Yes it’s long I don’t care it’s my baby. I love it. I’m in love with this AU. 

Thank you so much @curlyy-hair-dont-care for betaing this!! 

(i)

The docks on Sedna are coated in nameless yellowed dust. It billows out around the Phoenix when he lands. His scanners yielded safe levels of radiation, but Harry still makes a note to detox his clothes when he’s done here. He vaguely wonders what might have convinced a pampered Federation boy to take refuge in the cesspits of the galaxy, but that’s not really his business. Harry’s only concerned with the name and the address. 

The club is seedy by planetary standards, yet still opulent amongst the asteroid’s tangled puzzle of neon lighting and corroded scaffolding. Harry’s so far down the maze of alleyways that he can’t even see the stars— just the whirring underbellies of hovercrafts speeding by. He only knows he’s still outside because he hasn’t passed through a single doorway.

They ask for his blaster at the door. Harry gives them one. It’s plastic. They can’t tell the difference. He wonders once again how his quarry is still breathing. 

When he sees him, he thinks he might have some idea.

Harry’s encountered some varied bodies in his days— killed some, fucked some, paid and been paid for both in equal measure. But this— this man is different. 

His skin is unblemished, smooth. Free of the endless upgrades. Harry can’t spot a glint of metal on him. Not the red of a wire, nor the black of ink. He’s endlessly blank. Against the backdrop of the bar’s patrons and the heavy music, he looks unnatural— a remnant of a world that’s not meant to survive in the teeth of space. 

Cybernetics have been the hottest market for over five decades. They’ve become the staple of every standard. Harry thinks this man is beautiful.

When he marches up to Harry’s booth and sits down across from him with a jaunty smile, Harry decides he’s also rather stupid.

“Fancy seeing a Xenerian here. What’s your name?” he asks Harry. His eyes are natural. They’re a deep blue-grey, like the skies at home.

“Shouldn’t you give me yours first?” Harry says by way of an answer. He’s not used to this— he’s never had a target approach him this way.

He’s met with a clear laugh. “There’s not much use in me doing that. I know why you’re here.”

That, Harry wasn’t expecting. “Why sit with me then?”

A pause. “You’re not as bright as I’d have thought.” Harry frowns, a bit insulted, but his guest continues. “You’re here to kill me. Hired by my family, no less, who I know have excellent and expensive taste. That makes you the most accomplished and the highest paid in the industry. Doesn’t make much sense to run from you. I figured I’d have a seat instead— it’s far more comfortable.” 

Harry watches him for another moment. “Harry Potter,” he says. “Pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

“Draco Malfoy.”

“I know.”

“I know you know.”

That makes Harry crack a smile. Draco looks proud of himself for that.

“You’re sharp,” Harry finally says, “but mistaken. I’m to bring you in alive. It’s a rare request. You should be honored.”

Something flashes in Draco’s eyes then, and Harry thinks he’s starting to grasp the reasons behind his paycheck.

“Oh Harry,” Draco says. “I’m delighted.” His tongue flashes across his damp lips, chasing the word, and Harry feels the stirrings of something deeper than opportunity. “Now— how much is my father paying you?”

“I don’t disclose clientele information.”

“Pity. I’m certain we could enjoy disclosing things to one another.”

Harry’s going to fuck this man. 

Draco rests his chin on one palm and stares deliberately at Harry’s mouth. “Get me away and I’ll double it for you.”

Harry’s frightened of what else he might do.

[trackermons]

ik i already posted these earlier but i dont think anyone saw so no i didnt. steals my memes back for the Dump Post

ghost game episode 10 thoughts under the cut

TESLAJELLYMON LETS FUCKING GOOOOOO HOLY SHIT THAT WAS WORTH THE WAIT I LOVE HER.... could not be more thrilled about it tbh. there was a few minutes there were i was actually starting to think it wouldnt happen and i think i physically deflated when gammamon evolved first bUT YET... god she's so good and i'm so glad we're getting a few episodes focused primarily on the supporting duo and their partners while they evolve. like we all knew it was coming but getting to watch it is exciting especially after waiting what feels like way too long;;

did feel kinda bad towards the end of the evolution buildup when she was just getting utterly curbstomped by kinkakumon. cringed in the "ouch" way when she had her tentacle stepped on trying to reach for kiyoshiro, that one hurt me viscerally :( like at that point she deserved to evolve and go a little apeshit as a treat. go girl give us violence

i was almost expecting jellymon's line to be based more around magic/casting/"special attack" compared to the other two digis tbh, so finally getting my hands on the digimon information for teslajellymon and seeing the words STEEL CAGE DEATH MATCH in there was a surprise but in a fucking hilarious way. like girl what!!!! good for her though!!!! kick some ass throw hands

ive already talked about how i feel theyre handling partner bonding in this and about kiyoshiro and jellymon enough maybe for one day, but i really do like how they're getting along now. jellymon hasn't stopped being a little shit and kiyoshiro hasn't stopped being... like that, but they actually care for each other and clearly understand each other now way better than before. it's great and exactly the kind of direction i was hoping they'd go, building respect and being more like partners without sacrificing their fun dynamic that made me like them in the first place :)

other things since i do have to talk about something other than those guys dhdvfjd... idk i didnt find that ginkakumon and kinkakumon stood out too much to me particularly but that's okay, they're just kinda monster of the week material anyway. i'm way more interested in a few other things i noticed this episode- for one thing, gammamon unlocking the digital lock on kotaro's room. we've already seen him do it once in episode 2 to get into the museum basement pursuing mummymon, and now it's happened again it's gotta end up being significant somehow. REALLY want to know what gammamon's deal is in general but nothing's new there, just thought it was notable enough to pay attention to

the OTHER thing is that i think this episode counts as definite confirmation that the digital-space created by the digivices differs dramatically depending on who uses it. i wasn't sure if i was just imagining things at first- hiro's is more grassy while ruli's has more dense foliage, and it couldve just been coincidental/i was reading too much into it since both had some kind of plant life and it was hard to tell. but now we've seen kiyoshiro's digivice creates a more bare/cybernetic kind of space (comparing the look of his dorm in the digital space in this episode, to episode 5 when hiro activated it) it's clearer than ever that there's a Lot of difference in how the fields look actually. and that's cool as hell! I really hope it gets explored why that happens tbh, it'd be super neat to get digivice lore. but it's looking like we'll need hiro's dad for that and i dont think he's showing up anytime soon :(

...thinking about it, back in episode 6, right before the sirenmon fight angoramon stopped hiro using his digivice to activate it and got ruli to instead. which implies he knew what would happen - the denser plant life providing cover and places to hide from an aerial opponent - but up to that point, ruli hadn't ever activated her field before. how did he know that would happen. does he know something we don't about the digivices. i think this rabbit maybe knows too much, or at the very least about something he isn't sharing with the class.. angoramon please

at least i really HOPE that's an indicator of something going on with him and not just a plothole that will never be addressed and will bother me until the end of time, because at this point i literally crave angoramon character depth and nuance and i WILL grasp at straws to get it. what are you hiding big guy

next episode hopes..... i hope ruli and angoramon get into a fight. i want them to bicker. i want them to Go Through Something. and i want them to reconcile with a better understanding of each other (and an evolution ofc but that's basically confirmed by now). theyve been so goddamn agreeable this whole time, at least angoramon has been, and it's about time some tensions stirred up between them tbh. i want their amicable relationship to be tested. if i Dont get top tier loredrops/character development that will make me kick myself for not predicting it i will be reasonably upset. if you read my earlier post you will already know i really want ruli and angoramon's relationship to be explored at last and explored well in a way that makes sense and that is literally the Only Thing i desperately hope for this time around... give us DEVELOPMENT

kiyoshiro and jellymon's evolution was satisfying because theyve been butting heads and bickering this whole time, and have finally almost... realised just how attached they are to each other and come together as a more cohesive partnership, and they're great together. it Worked. please please please give us something equally satisfying for ruli and a reason to care about their bond too because they deserve the same nuance afforded to the others- and imo having them finally get fed up with each other is the first step towards getting closer in their case. just PLEASE handle it well or ill cry. literally cannot wait to see it go down either way

[that-one-weeb-but-starwars]

My Love| Echo (part 4)

Note: ya'll this was never ment to go this far- lmao, but if you have ideas for how this should go dont be afraid to tell me

Warnings: taking about how Echo needs to eat more, minor hint that something happened to the reader in the past.

Reader: Male

Part 1 | 2 | 3 | 3.5 | 4 (you're here) | 5 | 6

Masterlist

(SIMBA! YOUR NEW KING- I'm sorry)

Echo walked along the dirt road, satchel across his body what was left of the sun, kissed his pale skin as he walked, the sky above him turning shades of deep purple and blue.

Making his way up the small hill he smiled seeing the hand made home from a short distance away, the closer he got the more he was able to make out Y/n's figure, sitting on the porch on the swining bench the two had made.

Y/n smiled, Echo's pace picking up with a goofy smile. Y/n got up, walking to the small two steps a bundle in his arms causing Echo to freeze.

"Hey baby." Y/n smiled.

"Hey..." Echo spoke, "what. What do you have there? One of your stray loth cats give birth?"

"Not...exactly." Y/n responded, "how was your day?"

"Uneventful. Thank the stars." He spoke, "I found your mushrooms you wanted to make for your stew."

"Thanks baby." Y/n thanked Echo nodding.

"What's this here now?" Echo questioned moving the blanket slightly,a small baby torguta girl wrapped up in Y/n's hand made blankets.

"I found her today, in a basket floating down the river while I went to go fish." Y/n responded, "poor think was freezing. Shes beatiful though isnt she?"

Echo smiled, the baby most likely barely a year old, her skin a pale barely tinted pink color, her barely starting to grown in lekku and montrals the same pale color.

"Has she opened her eyes yet?" Echo spoke, Y/n nodding, "that gages her age somewhat but not by a lot."

"They're beatiful, they remind me of Wreckers Cybernetic eye almost, but they're huge." Y/n smiled, "like someone I know."

Echo chuckled the baby girl yawning rubbing her eyes with her small hands. Soon enough, her eyes open and Echo was taken back, they had been large white and bare. She looked up at Echo, smiling she laughed, her arms reaching out for him.

"Oh. I uh." Echo spoke, she latched onto his finger, his tension melting immediately and replaced with a sweet smile, "hi there..."

She laughed more causing Y/n to smile.

"Lets keep her." Echo spoke abruptly.

"What?" Y/n questioned, "but. I thought you didn't want a kid until after the wedding."

"You wanted a child long before I proposed to you. Right?" Echo spoke, his finger lightly bouncing up and down to shake the baby's hand keeping her entertained.

"Well. Yes." Y/n responded, "but you-"

"You've worried enough about what I want, you're always compromising for me. It's time Y/n gets what Y/n wants." Echo smiled, "and. Well. There's always space for one more right?"

Echo watched his fiance break out into tears, Echo chuckling as Y/n hugged him happily, the child carefully sandwhiched between them, Y/n kissing Echo, as he kissed back.

Pulling away Echo looked at him, "So? Any name ideas?"

"You've always known I wanted to name my first girl Rosyln." Y/n told, Echo chuckled.

"Roslyn? I like Rosyln, what do you think?" He questioned looking down at the smiling baby, "Rosyln it is."

"Roslyn?" Y/n questioned, sitting up in the bed, who the fricken fraken was Rosyln. Echo laid tucked happily away in the pillow, sleeping soundly, small murmurs of a Rosyln coming from him. Y/n frowned, Echo? Cheating? That didn't sit right, that didnt even comprehend in Y/n's mind.

"I fuck him and now he's dreaming about a Rosyln..." Y/n spoke, "damn...Am I really that bad in bed?"

Getting up, he rubbed the back of his neck, body bare from the previous nights activities. Walking towards his refresher, going to shower he yawned. This was just a fluke? Right? Perhaps someone seen as a sister? Or a Mother?

He let his thoughts consumed him, the cold water running over his body.

'Well atleast Rosyln is a cool name...' y/n thought, 'cooler than Y/n atleast."

He heard the bathroom door open, "Y/n?" Echo asked tiredly.

"Yeah baby?" Y/n questioned opening the curtain, Echo wrapped up in a sheet.

"Baby its three am...come back to bed?" Echo pleaded, "please? Its cold without you..."

Y/n thought for a mintue, the name Rosyln plaguing his mind, he only smiled and nodded, "let me atleast rinse off for you baby, I'll be there don't worry."

Echo nodded, taking a seat on refrshers toliet seat as Y/n rinsed off quickly. Grabbing a towel he wrapped his lower half stepping out of the shower, as he stood infront of Echo. The lethargic clone lifted up his arms for a lazy hug.

"Tired baby?" Y/n spoke Echo nodded, Y/n coming withing reach, Echo resting his forhead on Y/n's wet low abdoment.

"I don't see...you- mhmm..." Echo spoke sleeping starting to take over him, "do it...with Rosyln..."

Y/n nodded, now supposedly he was cheating on Echo, without even knowing.

"And uh...how's Rosyln?" Y/n questioned quietly.

"Asleep...," he dragged out, "in.the...um....bed-crib...come back to bed now please."

Oh, Y/n chuckled softly, it was clear to him Echo had somewhat semi pulled out his dream. Picking Echo up along with bunching the sheet on his arms, Echo snuggled against Y/n's grip, Y/n carefully laid Echo back in bed, drying himself off of any extra water and tossing the towel on his near by chair and climbed back into bed, Echo shuffling closer as he drapped an arm around Y/n.

Y/n looked up at the ceiling, "I suppose Rosyln is a pretty kick ass name then..." he spoke to himself.

Echo sighed in his sleep.

"Dad! Dad!" The now child cheered, hands grabbing her fathers, "Look! Come look!"

Echo chuckled being pulled away, down the small path and towards a tree.

"What is it?!" Echo crouched down the small stick bug sitting itself on a plant.

"Its a bug." Echo spoke.

"But its a stick! Can I keep it!" Roslyn cheered.

"You can put him in our garden, but keep him outside the house." Echo spoke a hand placed between the two pale montrals on her head.

"Really!?" She cheered, Echo nodded, watching the girl pick up the bug as the browns of the bug stuck out on her pale skin, "Im gonna name him Casper! Because he'll disappear like a ghost!"

Echo chuckled, "thats clever."

Rosyln nodded following her father, the two walking down the small path once again, crossing the medow together in silence.

"Hey. Dad." Rosyln spoke up.

"Yeah?" Echo questioned.

It was silent for a few more moments, "How come I have two dads? My friend down the stream has only one."

"It just happened that way is all." Echo answered honestly.

"Oh," she spoke, "I like having two dads."

Echo stopped, turning around he kneeled down to her height, "and we like having you."

She smiled the bug still in her hands, "Can you be caspers dad too? Both of you?"

Echo smiled, nodding in agree me, "I think me and your father would love to have casper join the family."

"Really!? So he can come inside the house!"

"No."

"Aw man..."

Echo smiled, "Come on now, lets get home for dinner-"

Echo was pulled from his dream mid way, his eyes groggingly opened, "mhm..." he hummed rubbing an ehe.

With a yawn he sat up slowly, "mhm..y/n? You up?"

Looking to his side he found the bed empty, "what time is is?" Echo questioned turning to Y/n's digital clock.

"It's four thrity?" He questioned and with a whine fell to his stomach, head hitting the pillow on Y/n's side.

What was Y/n doing up at four thirty in the moring? Out of bed none the less.

Echo sighed, sitting up once again he pulled the covers off his body, pulling on some joggers Y/n had neatly left for him at the bottom of the bed. Walking towards the door it opened, Echo not half awake to react was hit in thr face.

"Oh my stars- Are you okay?!" Y/n asked quickly attempting to keep his voice down.

"Y-yeah..." Echo spoke rubbing his nose, "Im up now."

"Why are you up?" Y/n questioned.

"Me?" Echo questioned, "what about you?"

"I woke up at three, I already took a shower and all." Y/n smiled, "I remembered your brothers talking about a mission, you had to leave today, early today. So i made you breakfast."

Echo looked at the two plates of crepes Y/n held in his hands, stacked with fresh meilooron fruit and chocolate sauce.

"Oh." Echo spoke as Y/n smiled.

"Come on sit down and I'll look at your nose." Y/n spoke closing the door with a foot behind him and setting the plates down, Echo following behind him.

"Im okay. I-" Echo told as Y/n turned around.

"You sure?"

Echo nodded, Y/n's hands cupping his face in inspection.

"Okay..." Y/n told him, "You look okay."

Y/n nodded, face still in Y/n's hands, enjoying the thumbs Y/n ran over his cheeks. Y/n smiled, stiffling a soft laugh.

"Come sit then baby." Y/n smiled, Echo lightly grabbing his wrist.

"In. In a moment. Just...let me keep looking at you." Echo responded, his gaze still up looking at Y/n.

Y/n smiled, Echo raising on his metallic peds, placing his lips on Y/n's softly, Y/n chuckled Echo pulling away softly, his hand catching Y/n's and nudging him on the bed.

Y/n climbed onto the bed, Echo following behind as he picked up one of the plates in the process.

"Little early for something so sweet." Echo teased.

Y/n shrugged, "Well I figured I had you when I woke up, this is nothing on you."

Echo chuckled as Y/n placed his hands on Echo's hips, he watched Echo cut a peice of his creepe, holding it out infront of Y/n to eat. Happily Y/n took it from him, covering his mouth with a hand he smiled.

"Taste even better when you feed it to me."

Echo smiled Y/n swallowing his food going to feed him again.

"You need to eat." Y/n spoke, "alot more than I do."

"Mad at me for sharing?" Echo questioned, Y/n always did like sharing.

"No very proud actually...but you need to put on some healthy weight." Y/n told him, Y/n's gaze turning away from Echo.

Echo frowned, "hey."

Echo pulled Y/n's face to look at him, "I promise. Im gaining more weight, it's just a little hard sometimes."

Y/n nodded as Echo sat down next to Y/n, his legs overlapping Y/n's, Y/n's hand rubbing over his metalic ankle which showed.

"Will we ever had an early moring conversation that doesn't get dark so quickly?" Y/n joked as Echo smiled smally.

"There was nothing dark about him was there?" Echo questioned, "so its not a dark conversation at all."

Y/m smiled, nodding, "There's truth to that, I just, worry is all."

"I know you do," Echo smiled, "and if you'll ever need me I'll be here."

"Thank you babe." Y/n spoke.

"No problem," Echo spoke, a pause with his words, "Cyare."

"Hmm?" Y/n questioned looking over at Echo, "what's that? What's it mean?"

"Oh," Echo spoke, "Nothing too important."

Y/n chuckled, leaning over he kissed Echo's cheek softly, his cheek soon resting against Echo's shoulder. The two would sit together conversating about nothing yet everything, earing breakfast that turned cold over the hour. The usless talk ending in Y/n kissing Echo's bare hand and taking the plate to go and wash them, dressed and ready for the day.

Echo stayed back, showering to get ready to his return to his brothers. Dressing in his blacks and armor. Older brothers and sisters, yet still under Y/n's age started to wake, making there way down the stairs dressed and ready for the day. Exchanging good morings with the older kids he found Y/n in the kitchen.

"What are you doin Cyare?" Echo questioned.

"Oh. Making some lunch and snacks, I have work to do today too you know." Y/n smiled putting the food in a brown bag quickly and walking to his cross bag that sat on the counter, putting the bag away, "You ready?"

Echo nodded, the two leaving the home, the dark of Corasaunt cast over them in early moring, both held hands as they walked down the street, a small vendor playing music for bare credits, Y/n tossing him the usual.

"Thanks."

"No problem Bub." Y/n smiled, twirling Echo around as he smiled, the two hailing a taxi and hoping in.

More usless unoriginal conversation filled there void, small smiles and chuckles thrown back and forth as they talked, paying the driver they stood at a set of the temples steps, clones lazingly around on grave yard shift duties.

"This is me." Echo responded.

Y/n nodded, "I- unless you want to walk all the way up with me? Bet you've never seen the hall of a jedi temple huh?"

Y/n chuckled, "I have actually."

"Oh..."

"But I could use a reminder."

Echo smiled, leading Y/n away through the elaborate halls, attempting to be quiet as they passed the clone barracks especially, not wanting any of his brothers-especially Rex- to find out he was sneaking around, but they made it to the hanger, the doors opening as clones got ready for there missions.

"HEY! ECHO'S ON TIME!" Wrecker cheered as the two walked over, "and he brought Y/n! Hah!"

Y/n smiled, "Hello to you too Wrecker."

"We didn't expect you to be coming." Tech responded.

"Im sure we can make some room around the ship for you." Hunter told.

"Oh. No I'm not coming along along." Y/n answered, "just came to drop of this one."

Echo nodded in silence, "How are all of you this moring?"

"Full from Last night still." Hunter spoke, "thank you again for having us."

"No problem really." Y/n smiled.

"I'll be back." Echo spoke walking up the ramp to put his things away, Crosshair exiting soon after.

"Morin Crosshair." Y/n smiled.

"Mhm." He hummed a cup of caff in his hands.

"I actually wanted to talk to you alone," y/n commented, "if you don't mind."

Crosshair walked down the ramp, him and Y/n going off still within sight of the boys but far enough for them not to be heard.

"Look if this is about last night, lets just say I was on Hyperspace fluid acid like trip." Crosshaid mentioned, a hand on his hip as he sipped his caff.

"Oh. No that was actually very sweet of you."

Crosshair stopped sipping, yet his cup still to his lips, and then contuined again in silence, "thats another thing, I think it impacted Echo, We had a discussion about it."

Now pulling away from his cup Crosshair contuined to listen, "I. Here."

Crosshair watched Y/n pull out a paper bag from his bag, it larger in size.

"Food. Instead of rations. Masubi." Y/n told him, "should fill you all up. Though I didn't have spam I used other meats from the market."

Crosshair looked at the bag Y/n held in his arms, "oh. Uh. You should be handing this to Hunter, or Tech. Not me."

"I know you more than Tech and Hunter." Y/n smiled, "I knew you were uncomfortable apologizing, but you still did it, that tells me alot."

Crosshair listened, his eyes watching Y/n's lips move as he talked, disbelief was what Crosshair would describe his current thought, "and I know Echo wouldn't take it, and I trust you the most out of your other brothers, so I ask you take it."

Crosshair mindlessly put out his hand, Y/n handing it over carefully, "It's quiet heavy-"

Crosshair stumbled a bit forward at the sudden weight, "i can manage-" he spoke managing to grasp it in his arm.

Y/n smiled and nodded, "I uh should go say bye to Echo so you can all get going."

Crosshair without another word watched Y/n return to the ship, Echo talking to Tech, but broke away to talk with Y/n, Tech and Hunter going off into the ship together.

Y/n smiled at Echo, the reg smiling back, there foreheads pressing together as Echo held his hand.

"I'll miss you." Echo admited.

"I'll miss you too." Y/n smiled, "make sure you eat? Kay?"

Echo nodded, "It'll be hard knowing I'll be able to come back to your food."

Y/n chuckled, "You remember some simple recepies don't you?"

Echo nodded once more, "I'll comn you every time I can, whenever I can."

"I'll always answer." Y/n told, "I love you."

"I love you too."

Kissing for a final time in sadness and goodbye Y/n parted from Echo. The clone holding on till the last second until his finger tips slipped out of Y/n's.

"Crosshair!"

He looked over seeing Wrecker, "Come on!"

"Yeah yeah I'm comin!"

As he walked to the ramp, he stopped by Echo, who looked out following Y/n's retreating form. Stopping besides his brother he took a quick glance in fhe direction Echo was looking them back at the reg, "he cares about you, alot."

"I just want to come back to him." Echo told.

Crosshair shifted in his spot, Echo's gaze shortly shifting to Crosshair and then back in his orginal directions, "You will."

With his final words Crosshair walked up the ramp.

"Echo-"

He turned his head seeing Hunter half way hanging out the ship, "we're leavin."

"Right."

Echo never did see Y/n again, there missions lead them around the galaxy and eventually leading them to Kaller. Where they watched clones turn on Depa Billaba and her young padawan, exciting Depa but her padawan escaping. Much had happened withing a matter of a day or two, they had gained a friend and a somewhat ally ship with a small girl named Omega, Crosshair had turned on them. Wrecker was shot.

With all this happening, how was he to not think abour Y/n, he lived on the planet where the Jedi temple remained, he lived barely half a standard hour away from the building, surely his family had seen or heard something.

Should he have commned him? Yes?

Could he comn you?

No.

He was worried that he could get Y/n in trouble, that he could be the reason Y/n would be locked away until death. Siding with the other side was always a treasonous act.

Then again, even if he did comn Y/n, he couldn't get them all out of there, and deep down, he knew, if Y/n had a choice to go down in blaster fire with his family, or run with Echo, he'd choose his family, and Echo respected such decision.

"Echo?"

He looked up from the panel, everyone else asleep but Omega standing besides him.

"Yes Omega?" He questioned.

"Here." She spoke, handing him half of her ration bar.

"You need it more than I do." He told her with a smile, "eat."

Omega frowned, "You seem, sad. Do you miss Crosshair too?"

Echo nodded softly at her, "not just that. I had...a friend, that lived close to the Jedi temple on Corasaunt."

"Oh." She spoke, "I worry too..."

"About Crosshair?"

She nodded, "but not just him, About Nala Se. Im worried she's in trouble because of me."

Echo ruffled her hair as she leaned into his side, soon picking her up, he placed her on his lap, leaning back in his chair Omega laid her head on his chest.

"Who was your friend?" Omega questioned.

Echo chuckled, "thats a complicated question, but..."

Echo let himself think a smike coming to his lips, "My friend was...beatiful, caring, honest...never a dull moment, especially around the family, lot bigger than ours."

Omega smiled as Echo went on, describing Y/n in every single possible way he could, he missed Y/n, dearly, remembering the small things, the little hums and back rubs, the small I love you's at four am.

Mentally his mind went on, the passionste kisses that came with I love you, the hip grabs bringing him in closer as Echo melted into his touch, there song playing in the background as he was tossed onto the bed in a playfully matter.

"I..loved my friend very much." Echo told her, "we...were gonna have our own little family me and uh...him."

"Him?" Omega questioned.

Echo nodded slowly, last time someone questioned who he was dating it didn't start a very nice conversation.

"What was his name?" Omega contuined to question.

Echo smiled, "Y/n...his name was Y/n."

"I like Y/n." Omega told Echo who chuckled.

"Yeah?"

Omega nodded, "he reminds me of 99."

"Oh?" Echo spoke, "how's that?"

"They're both sweet. And carring, appearance doesn't matter to them it seems...." Omega told, "there just filled with uh...what's the word? When you're warm inside? Like someone likes you? I feel it the same way with you guys too!"

Echo chuckled, "it's called Love Omega."

"Love...I like it!"

Echo smiled, "but your not wrong they both had a lot of love to spread,"

Omega nodded, Echo's fingers running through Omega's hair as she yawned.

"I think you'll see Y/n again," she spoke, shifting in Echo's lap, eyes starting to become heavy.

"I'm sure he'd love to meet you," Echo answered.

"You think so?"

Echo nodded but soon the conversation died as Omega fell asleep, Echo picking her up bridal style, being careful to watch her head and brought her to her make shift room Wrecker had created for her.

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