#android!jolly

[saythatuwill]

pls, all I can picture now is android!jolly doing a stereotypical 🤔 gesture whenever android!noah interacts with you, like he’s trying to put all the “evidence” he’s gathered to figure out what’s going on between you guys AS IF it’s not the most obvious thing in the world

he has a little holographic cork board in his room that he pulls up (i like to imagine its a unique software he has at his disposal, same way connor dbh has a bunch of different abilities too) every time he gets new ""evidence"". he is building his case!

meanwhile, both nicholas and nick are already WELL AWARE. (you and noah however, at first, are not even slightly aware of your feelings for each other)

bonus if the way you and noah realize your feelings for each other is because jolly corners you both and presents his case to you like it's ace attorney.

[jollycryptid]

Repurposed ancient characters into Signalis OCs

Older Starling unit paired up with new Storch unit to guard Eusan transportation vessel with a Gestalt. co-dependent androids & their human hours

Onesei the Gestalt belongs to @brit-no

[extraordinaryandroid]

hankcon vegas wedding au has so much potential

[tobiasdrake]

If Dragon Ball ever decides to 'pass the torch', I think Pan is probably the best bet to take it up. It really feels like poor Uub is just a 'plot-device' of sorts for Goku to get his jollies and Gohan, Goten, and Trunks clearly have no interest in continuing their fathers' legacies. Given how Toriyama writes (most) DB females, I honestly don't see Pan giving up the game as soon as her dad and uncle.

Heartbreaking as it is to say, if Dragon Ball is to have a future, the particulars of Toriyama's writing style aren't going to have much effect on it going forward.

That being said... Why would Toriyama's preferences mean Pan isn't likely to retire? Every single one of Toriyama's female characters quits fighting and becomes a housewife. Android 18 can throw hands with Super Saiyans, but in Resurrection F she's outright told to stay in the kitchen so Krillin can go fight Frieza.

Bulma was spared simply because her unique skillset means she can be awesome from home.

Toriyama was not great at writing female characters as confident and capable warriors. He had very traditional values when it came to gender roles.

DBS did give us Caulifla and Kale, finally allowing women to be Super Saiyans after literally decades. ...but it also pulled a 40 or 50 year old woman out of retirement and de-aged her so she could be Trunks's love interest? Which is. So. Fucking. Weird. Ew ew ew.

Yeah. I would. Not. Gesture at past history with female characters as proof that Pan is the hope of the future.

That said, Uub, Goten, Trunks, and Pan have all barely been characterized in the two chapters they had to appear in at the end of the manga. There is a wealth of opportunity for a writer to take them in just about any direction they wish. Also Marron and Bra; Let's not forget them.

[dodgersnotebook]

So because I'm working on it now, I figured I should introduce y'all to The Creatures in Supernatural AU. It's MIW, Bad Omens and Will Ramos ( so far. )

Noah = fallen angel

Ruffilo, Ryan, and Folio = Werewolves ( they're pack )

Jolly = Siren

Ricky = Vampire

Chris = Android

I just haven't decided what to make vinny and justin. any suggestions would be lovely.

[akihabaradivision]

Saya's Thoughts on Shinozaki Androids

Ageha Shinozaki

"Ageha? Meh, she's alright, I guess. I mean, I still find it hard to believe that she and that waste of space, Aruto, are actually siblings, but I guess some people have said the same thing about me and mine, not that I give a rat's ass what they think. Anyway, like I said, she's okay. She's very family-oriented and often acts as the peacekeeper for [the] androids. If only she'd stop taking that bastard, Aruto's side every time we have a disagreement…"

Aruto Shinozaki

"Why the fuck are you making me waste my time talking about this sorry and worthless piece of shit?! He's a fucking nightmare, plain and simple! He revels in tormenting others, gets his jollies off irritating the fuck out of me and that laugh of his—ugh, it grates on my nerves like fingernails scraping against a fucking chalkboard! He acts like he's something special just because he's good at his job, but in reality, he's merely a bully with a warped grin. Yes, he's good-looking, but that's the extent of any redeeming qualities. I'm done talking about him. Moving the fuck on, please!"

Amane Shinozaki

"Amane? She's a bit of an enigma. Like, nobody knows next to nothing about her cause she's still trying to figure out her place in the world, or something. Honestly, I see a lot of her in Tsuki. Guess it's no wonder they both get along so well."

The Shinozaki Androids

"Meh, not much I can say about these guys that Piro and Tsuki haven't already said. "Although they are quite remarkable, they really can't compete with me and my siblings. We operate on an entirely different plane than them. I'm going to enjoy going up against them. ...Especially against that fucking Aruto. I'm gonna enjoy wiping his face on the fucking pavement!"

[mochitraveller]

//Musiques of Hirasawa Songs//

Natsuki Kasai: A jolly good "nurse" with a baseball bat who spreads words of wisdom and love around the neighbourhood while smashing someone's windows with her bat and knocks down doors.

Hally: An android capable of clearing the minds of people from delusions. She can also floats around.

Vista: A capital city's governor supervisor whose only job is to maintain the perception that surrounds it.

[peskellence]

Law & Mistletoe

Explicit content (18+)

Pairing: Tina Chen/ST300, Tina Chen/OC

Tags: F/F, Christmas Party, Fluff and Smut, Oral, First Time

Read on AO3 here:

Summary: At the yearly DPD Christmas party, Tina Chen is desperate to find company in someone other than the precinct Grinch.

This comes in the form of Jasmine, a charming ST300 who works at reception. Following a kiss under the mistletoe, things quickly begin to escalate - with the night concluding at Tina's apartment.

(Set before the events of 'More Than Our Parts' - featuring cameos from Gavin, Nines, Connor and Hank)

Word Count: 6.4k

Written as a request for @youbelongwiththecompany - any fans of hogwarts legacy, please be sure to check out her work! she is a very talented writer :)

Tina was sat at one of the fold-out tables that had been set up around the precinct, nursing a glass of mulled wine. Gavin Reed, her best friend - and front runner for the least jolly man she had ever met in her life - was slumped in the chair beside her. His arms were folded over a garish sweater she had teasingly insisted he wear, with a face comparable to someone who had just necked a mug of curdled eggnog. 

"You could try faking some holiday cheer, you know." 

Gavin sneered at the prospect, shooting her a withering look. "Why bother? Everyone knows office parties are the worst. It’s an unwritten law". 

"Maybe you’d be having more fun if you did something other than sulk." She took another indulgent sip from her glass, savouring the spiced warmth. "How about karaoke?"

He glanced at the makeshift stage set up by a stack of desks. A pair of junior officers fought for control over a microphone as they stumbled over the lyrics of a cheesy ballad. Their off-key chorus bellowed uproariously, causing him to wince. 

"I’d rather shoot myself." 

Knocking back his umpteenth whiskey, she noted how the alcohol was doing nothing to levy his cynicism. If anything, it was making his complaints louder - and more challenging to ignore. "Why couldn't we go to Broncos? Then we could actually be enjoying ourselves."

"Because we need to get you socialised with people that aren't me."

"Like who?"

Her eyes scanned the bustling room, across the groups of bright-faced people exchanging pleasantries. It made her a little bit envious as she found herself saddled with the precinct Grinch. While she loved Gavin dearly, it was an open secret that everyone possessed a 'Reed Tolerance Gauge'. While hers was considerably higher than most, it was currently ticking over its limit. 

She was happy to usher her friend along to the next willing victim. If only so that she could indulge in some festive ambience without his disparaging running commentary. After a while of hopeful searching, she spotted a figure of interest. His large brown eyes shone exuberantly as he chatted with a pair of coworkers. A subtle blue dusted his cheeks, complementing the gentle glow on his temple.

"What about Connor?" she suggested hopefully. "Everyone loves Connor, he’s a sweetheart." 

The ‘curdled egg-nog expression’ worsened as Gavin glared over to the android in question, nose wrinkled in disgust. "I hate Connor."

"Yeah, but you think he’s dreamy", she teased, batting her eyelashes.

Gavin recoiled with such ferocity that he almost tipped off his chair. His eyes were bulged comedically wide, almost threatening to pop from their sockets. "No, I fucking don’t!" he hissed. "He’s a little lap dog who spends all his time sniffing around Anderson - and his face is goofy as shit."

"Sure it is."

Tina scrutinised the officers that Connor was speaking to. Despite having their backs turned, she could identify the first of the two from his distinctive mop of grey hair. Hank was giving Gavin some competition in the ugly sweater department - a chaotic jumble of colours bright enough to halt traffic. 

The second individual had neglected to adhere to the festive dress code. He was wearing a CyberLife-issue jacket accented by hard blocks of black and white. The lettering below the lapel informed of his model: RK900. 

After a few more minutes of chatter, Connor reached over to place something on RK900's head - a set of novelty antlers. The other android thwarted his efforts, harshly swatting them away. Tina watched as the vibrant felt flapped back limply, falling in line with Connor's expression. 

"How about the new guy?" she suggested, encouraging Gavin to look over with a subtle nod of her head. "You can bond over how much you both hate fun."

He was far from subtle in stealing a glance, squinting dubiously as he leaned across the table. It just so happened that RK900 had begun to turn around, seemingly trying to escape Connor's reach, and caught a glimpse of the man flagrantly gawking at him. His steely eyes narrowed in a mixture of confusion and judgment. 

The detective refused to avert his gaze. If anything, he doubled down, accentuating the pointed glare with a belligerent puff of his chest. "The fuck is it staring at?"

"You - because you’re staring at him, genius". Tina sunk back in her chair as she wilted from secondhand embarrassment. 

"Hey, jackass!" He cupped his hands to his mouth as he shouted across the precinct. The address earned more than a few puzzled looks from their coworkers. "Got somethin’ to say to me, tin can?"

The RK900 blinked wordlessly before turning his attention away without so much as a twitch of acknowledgement. Gavin sunk back in his seat, muttering obscenities under his breath. "Yeah, that’s what I thought, fucking prick".

"Smooth" Tina rolled her eyes, miming a silent round of applause. "I don’t know how he could possibly resist your rugged charms."

She took another sip from her glass, wondering if she ought to concede and take Gavin elsewhere. If they went to Broncos, she would, at the very least, be able to enjoy a drink in peace. There would also be the added benefit of saving the man from another disciplinary. Just as she was about to pose the suggestion, she felt a light tap on her shoulder: 

"Hello, Officer Chen. Great party, isn’t it?" 

As Tina swivelled in her chair, she felt her mouth go dry. Standing by the table was Jasmine, one of the ST300’s who worked at reception. Her glossy brown hair had been fastened into an elegant side braid, and she was dressed in a stylish red dress that hugged her figure beautifully. 

"Hey, Jas. How’s it going?" It took a great deal of restraint not to rake every inch of her svelte body, trying to keep focus on her doe-like eyes. "It is a great party; I’m glad someone’s noticed". 

Gavin made an exaggerated gagging gesture, accompanied by a retch. Jasmine seemed taken aback but smiled cordially regardless. "Hello, Detective Reed. Are you enjoying yourself?". 

"I’m out". He slammed his hands on the table, rising to his feet with a grunt. "If you need me, I'll be having a smoke, and then I’ll be heading home to party it up with my cat." 

He stomped off towards the exit without so much as a backwards glance as the two women watched on with varying degrees of enthusiasm. 

"Did I…say something wrong?" Jasmine asked, nibbling her lower lip. 

"That’s pretty standard for him, you’re fine." Feeling emboldened by the alcohol, Tina gestured to the chair beside her before giving it a gentle pat. "Seems like there's an opening. Care to fill it?"

A cool-toned blush peeked through a prominent dusting of freckles before Jasmine slowly nodded, perching herself on the end of the chair and crossing her slender legs. "Thank you."

"No, thank you. It’s nice to enjoy some company that doesn't need to be kept on a leash."

Jasmine giggled at the mocking statement before covering her mouth to disguise it, seemingly out of respect for the contentious 'company' in question. "Well, I'm glad I could help. I’d hate to think that you were missing out."

"Don't worry, now that Scrooge is gone, I can appreciate all this". Tina smiled warmly, gesturing her arms to their exuberant surroundings. 

Tinsel and fairy lights had been strewn across every available surface, bathing the room in a pleasant glow. A life-sized Father Christmas stood peering from Captain Fowler’s door, his jolly smile beaming out as he held up a 'Nice List'. It detailed the names of everyone who worked at the precinct. Except for Gavin, whom Tina had scribbled off. In the corner of the office was a Secret Santa drop-off. A desk adorned with presents had been enclosed with sheets of cardboard, skillfully cut and positioned to resemble the sides of a sleigh.

"Seriously, you girls at reception nailed it. Last year, we had some candles, and I think a garland in the canteen. It was a bonafide winter wonderland."

Jasmine giggled again, less inclined to mask it this time. "Well, for myself and a lot of the others, it’s our first ever Christmas…" She paused, a flicker of unspoken emotion passing across her face, "At least the first where we could participate - so we wanted to make it special."

Tina winced at the unpleasant implications as she traced a finger along the rim of her glass. Staring into the dwindling liquid, she tried to change the subject. "Did you want me to get us some drinks? My treat."

"It’s an open bar, Officer Chen", the other woman replied, tilting her head. "I don't think you need to pay."

"Yeah, I know, but I’ll get it for you. What do you say?"

"That sounds lovely", she agreed, folding her hands over her lap. 

Tina shot Jasmine an affectionate wink before standing up and making her way towards the bar. As soon as her face was turned, the confident facade dwindled, as she found herself silently ruminating in all of her bundled-up nerves: 

oh my god this girl is so out of my league she's so sweet and sophisticated and hot and shit what do I even say to her -

When she reached her destination, the VS400 working the bar politely greeted her before gesturing to the row of bottles above his head. "Same again, ma’am?". 

"Uh, yeah, please, and can I get one of those Thirium cocktails for my…" She paused momentarily, stealing a glance at her table, and the elegant woman sat in wait. Her warm eyes twinkled serenely in the glow of the festive lights as she watched a group of officers clumsily enjoy a dance. The passive joy she exuded was heartwarming, inspiring Tina to ensure she received her own moment in the spotlight.

"..friend." She punctuated the word with a sigh, dreamy smile plastered onto her lips. 

"Okay, and what cocktail would your friend like?"

The moment of relaxed contentment dissipated as she turned back to the VS400 with a baffled expression. "Beg pardon."

"We have several options to choose from in various synthetic flavours. There’s Strawberry, Raspberry, Apple, Kiwi, Guava, Orange, Passionfruit, Lemon, Lime, Peach, Pear, Apricot, Blueberry, Blackberry, Cherry -"

Her brain whirred from the sudden onslaught of information. He's still going. Why is he still going? Make it stop. 

"- Mango, Melon, Nectarine, Pineapple, and Plum. Each drink also has the option of a festive spice or syrup and an edible garnish." 

By the time the man had finished speaking, Tina's brain was utterly fried. Her mouth gaped open and closed dumbly as she tried to answer the question. Do androids even have taste buds? How do they process flavours? Do they download a databank of human descriptions and then just upload that into their - 

"I don't think I actually said what I wanted." Tina snapped around and saw Jasmine standing beside her, an apologetic half-smile tugging her lips. 

"You didn't - and I didn't ask," she said, feeling a small rush of relief as she rubbed the back of her neck. "I just assumed there was only one option."

"New advancements are being made constantly in Android-safe consumables. It can be hard to keep up." Jasmine glanced at a chalkboard behind the bar, detailing the extensive list of options. Her LED cycled to yellow as she processed the information before quickly flitting back to blue. "I'll have Apple with Cinnamon Spice. No garnish."

When their drinks were ready, Tina ensured she was the one to receive them from the bartender. She glanced curiously at Jasmine’s drink: A blue, iridescent liquid filled with tiny bubbles. Handing it over, she felt their fingers lightly brush. It ignited a small charge of excitement before swiftly petering off as the other woman failed to react. 

"There you go - as promised."

The android raised the glass to her mouth, taking a small, tentative sip as though testing the flavour. She then tilted her head and knocked back the rest in a single unbroken gulp.

The dissonance Tina felt was staggering. Watching such a poised, dignified woman effortlessly shoot an entire cocktail like it was whiskey. She let out a low whistle as a rising heat crept to her cheeks. "Oh wow. You can really put 'em away, huh?" 

Not wanting to seem like a bad sport, she decided to follow suit. The wine flowed smoothly at first, gently warming her neck, until she realised that the action may have been somewhat ill-advised. Struggling with the last few glugs, the unsunk liquid pooled in her throat, causing her to cough and splutter. 

"It doesn't really affect us", Jasmine explained, sliding her now empty glass back to the bartender. "It increases our Thirium flow, making us warm. Like a little buzz of energy. It doesn't last very long before our systems regulate, so there isn't a need to pace ourselves."

Tina sunk into herself as she silently chided her own overzealousness. The android, sensing the change in demeanour, was quick to offer reassurance. 

"You couldn't have known, don't be embarrassed". Jasmine seemed to experience her own moment of self-introspection as she began to chuckle sheepishly. "Since I deviated, I've lost touch with certain social cues. How about I get us another round so we can both try again?"

"It's an open bar", the officer reminded.

"Yes, but I can hand it to you." Jasmine leant in a bit as she said this, her dark eyelashes fluttering in such a way that Tina couldn't tell if it was deliberate or not. Is she flirting with me? Or is she just being nice? She's always so nice. I can't tell. 

The next drinks were paced decidedly better. Rather than return to their table, they opted to remain at the bar, which proved an opportune spot for people-watching. 

Jasmine was chattering pleasantly about her affinity for the holiday season and complimenting the festive attire of their coworkers. Tina could feel herself drift as she spoke - still listening to every word but through a haze of trance-like captivation. She only realised how far she'd been lost when the android addressed her directly.

"So, decorations aside, how does this party compare to last year?"

Tina jolted to attention - as though being woken from a nap - and hurriedly started talking. "Well, it's better than last year, for sure…but once you’ve been to a few of these, you start to notice trends. I wanted to do a Christmas Bingo with Gav, but he was too salty that I made him come."

"What was on the Bingo?"

The officer lit up at the question, happy to divulge the details, "Well, you've got the easy wins: someone dancing on a table, someone trash-talking the Captain, and, of course, someone - or someone’s - hooking up."

Jasmine perked up at this last point, seeming genuinely intrigued. "As in pairing off? Romantically?"

"Feel like romance is a bit of a stretch", she said with an impish grin. "Unless a fondle fest in the janitor's closet is your idea of Love Actually."

"I wouldn't really know what I consider romantic. I've not had much experience."

"What?" 

The exclamation came louder than Tina had intended. The VS400 visibly startled as he handed a drink to a nearby officer. Rogue droplets painted the bar, and he promptly scurried away, garbling something about a towel.

"You seem a little surprised", Jasmine said, politely downplaying the outburst. "I've only been deviant since the Revolution. That hasn't given me much time to explore the dating scene."

"Oh...right…yeah" You're blowing it, Chen. "I'm just struggling to make the connections, you know? Looking at you, it doesn't make sense."

"What do you mean?"

Tina felt any of her lingering confidence abruptly crumble away. "Well, obviously, you're really pretty, but I'm sure I'm not the first person to tell you that."

She noticed a subtle shift in the other woman's expression. The soft lips that seemed tugged into a near-perpetual smile suddenly evened out, creating a tense line. 

"I was designed as a customer-facing model," the android stated, sounding oddly detached. "I've been told I'm attractive many times. Same as the other ST300s. It doesn't make me special."

Tina attempted to reassure the woman, almost like a reflex. "Hey, there's plenty of sexy people out there. It doesn't make it any less great." 

The comment was not received well. Jasmine looked down at her hands, silently picking her nails. The officer cringed at her own heavy-handed wording before choosing to opt for a softer approach:

"Seriously though, it’s the little things…like how you’ve done your hair and the clothes you’ve picked out." She struggled to hide her appreciation as she said this, looking the woman up and down. "And then there's the bigger things, like the way you move, and talk, and smile. That's all you, Jas, and it's beautiful."

The android seemed genuinely touched. She glanced back up, her lips curving back into their usual smile."Thank you, Officer Chen. You have no idea how much that means to me."

"Please, call me Tina. Officer Chen was my mother". 

"I didn't know your mother was an Officer."

Tina winced a bit before swiftly correcting herself. "She's a Florist. I don't know why I said that." 

To her delight, Jasmine seemed to find this endearing as she erupted into warm, melodious laughter. She quickly decided that she wanted to hear much more of that sound. As well as to explore all the other sounds that the woman was capable of making.

"You're funny." The android wiped a rogue tear from her eye, careful not to smear her mascara. "I like that. It's nice."

A comfortable silence settled between them as they took some time to enjoy their drinks. Jasmine's attention had flitted back to the dancers as her passive joy seemed to turn to a quiet longing. Not one to miss the obvious cue and determined to fulfil her earlier intention, Tina tentatively opened her mouth. "Hey, did you want to -"

"Whoooooaaaaaa, mistletoe!" a voice called out, cutting her off. 

Nicola Denver, a forensic analyst in her late forties, came stumbling towards them, teetering precariously on her high heels. Her smeared lipstick stretched halfway across her face, and she held a small sprig of mistletoe between her fingers. As she dangled it above their heads, Tina and Jasmine watched on, bewildered.

"Come on, ladies, 'tis Christmassss." 

"Nic, how much have you had to drink?" Tina sighed, rolling her eyes in exasperation. "Get out of here."

"Not until you do it". She dangled the plant from side to side, wiggling her eyebrows in time with the movements. "You know you want to." 

Tina scoffed at the gesture, playfully shoving the woman away. She then turned her attention to Jasmine to see what she was making of the shameless display. When she did so, she noted the android was staring upwards, entirely transfixed. 

"...Do you not know about Mistletoe?"

Jasmine tilted her head to one side, lips pursed thoughtfully. Her LED spun yellow until a look of recognition crossed her eyes. She had just begun to open her mouth when Tina continued speaking:

"So there’s this old tradition where you hang it up in doorways or ceilings, and if two people stand under it at the same time, they have to kiss". Her excitement bubbled over, bolstered by her inebriation. She seemed entirely unaware how Jasmine’s gaze had softened affectionately whilst she spoke - before sharpening at the word ‘kiss’. "We don't actually have to do it, though. If you don't want to".

"Yes, you do", Nicola interjected. She leant further across the bar, practically draping over it. "It's the law". 

"I said get out of here, woman. Don't make me arrest you." 

Nicola pouted for a moment before she seemed to spot something of interest over Tina's shoulder. Blue eyes sparkled mischievously as she broke into a large, ruby-smeared grin. "I wonder if Hank might be interested". 

Her gravelly voice simpered sweetly as she said the Lieutenant's name, causing Tina to shudder. "Only one way to find out", she replied, half out of self-preservation and half out of curiosity. "Go and get 'im, ya filthy animal." 

She gently clapped Nicola on the shoulder, watching her pull herself up and gracelessly flounder away. It wasn't long she was propelling herself at her intended target. Hank cried out, tipping from the unexpected weight, as Connor hurriedly tried to steady him.

"I'd love to say she's better sober, but this is her on good behaviour."

"She seems nice", Jasmine said diplomatically. "Even before the Revolution, she was always so kind to me." 

"Yeah, she's a doll. Can't handle her drink, though," Tina shifted her attention away from the heavily intoxicated Nicola and back to the dancefloor. She slowly cleared her throat, ready to get back on topic. "Anyway, like I was saying -"

"Should we kiss?"

The words died on her tongue, fizzling away as she looked at Jasmine in slacked-jawed bewilderment. "Hmm?"

"The mistletoe", she clarified, gesturing to the now-empty space above their heads. Her realisation caused her to deflate slightly as she lowered her hand with a bashful grin."Well, I suppose it's gone now, but we were sitting under it."

"Seriously, Jas. It's not really a rule that anyone follows." There was a loud thud in the background, followed by twin yelps of pain, suggesting that both Hank and Nicola had lost their footing. "Unless you're a horny forensics officer."

"I wouldn't mind", Jasmine said back, quicker than Tina had anticipated. "If you wanted to kiss me."

The officer felt her mind race with a myriad of things she wanted to do, ranging far beyond kissing. However, she quickly dismissed the thoughts, not wanting her salacious fantasies to detract from the current situation. Slowly, she began to lean in, subtly wetting her lips. "Okay then."

Their lips met in a tentative kiss, and the fleeting connection sent eager shivers down Tina's spine. She withdrew shortly after, not wishing to overstep any boundaries with her newly established friend. Jasmine seemed visibly disheartened by the brevity of the contact. There was a subtle dimming of her eyes as her shoulders stooped limply. 

The reaction did not go unnoticed by the other woman, who made a hopeful mental note. Maybe she’s into me? 

With all other distractions cleared, she could finally proceed with her half-delivered invitation. Rising from her seat, she extended her calloused palm towards Jasmine, accompanied by a playful wink. "Would you care to dance, madam?" 

The words were delivered with comedic ostentation as she attempted to placate her anxiety. A little part of her still believed that she had misread the situation and was currently making a fool of herself.

She was soon proven wrong, however, as Jasmine enthusiastically nodded. Her delicate fingers wrapped themselves across her hand as she happily allowed herself to be led away from the bar. 

By the time they had reached their destination, Tina was making a concerted effort to ignore the frenetic thump in her chest, focusing instead on the beat of the music. Their movements started off casual, with a respectable distance between them. 

Hands remained loosely clasped as Tina stepped back and forth, guiding Jasmine's movements. She seemed happy to let her lead, fluidly matching the steps. Every time she pulled in, the android seemed to inch a bit closer. 

Then, dainty digits started to stray away from her hands, tracing patterns across her forearms. There was an air of intimacy to the gesture, and as Tina looked up, she noted Jasmine was focused solely on her. Carefully studying her reactions. 

Then the song was over, and a tuneless rendition of Mariah Carey’s ‘All I Want For Christmas Is You' quickly took its place, blasting from the karaoke stage. Amidst the crowded room, a gruff voice loudly objected, followed by a tirade of obscenities.

"Huh, guess Gavin’s still here."

"Does he not like this song?"Jasmine asked.

"He doesn’t like anything," Tina replied before being struck with a sudden inspiration. She glanced back at Jasmine as her mouth stretched into a broad, mischievous grin. "Hey, if we really want to rile him up, I know just the song to pick. What do you say, up for some fun?"

Jasmine looked to the karaoke stage, and her eyes lit up with excitement - albeit with less nefarious intent. "It does seem like fun."

They had to wait for a while longer - as Connor was quick to secure the next spot on the stage. Tina took some solace in knowing that the development would be pissing off Gavin immensely, proven by another thunderous yell of protest. The android took position, pulling Hank with him as a notably sullen RK900 trudged along behind.

His rendition of the song was pitch-perfect, as though his voice was tuning itself autonomously to the frequencies. Whether his successor shared this skill remained a mystery, as RK900 refused to participate, save for a couple of weak-willed grunts. Hank mirrored the reluctance, but his reservations seemed to melt upon witnessing the pure joy exuding from his partner. Much to the shared dismay of everyone in the room, he began to harmonise in a loud warbling drone. 

Before the mic could be snatched up by anyone else, Tina dragged Jasmine along, nodding to Connor graciously as their groups swapped places. Combing through the extensive song list, her eyes lit up in delight at one specific option: "Found it". 

A jazzy piano riff boomed from the speakers, set to a sultry beat. Lyrics scrolled across the screen, prompting both women to sing along. The lightly flirtatious lyrics sounded almost pornographic, coming from Jasmine's mouth. Tina was quickly mesmerised by the movements of her soft, pink lips as she flawlessly enunciated each word. 

She was so hopelessly captivated that it took her a while to notice the large eyes fixed upon her - dark and wanting. As though each flirtatious line was being sung directly to her.

Through the haze of her inebriation, Tina had a moment of clarity. Okay yeah. She's definitely into me. The song came to a close, and once they had left the stage, she quickly concluded that it was time to make her move. 

"I'm, uh, gonna head to the bathroom." Tina gestured her head to the nearby toilets. "Wanna come with?"

Despite her shameless flirting during their performance, Jasmine seemed a little perplexed by this. "Tina, I'm an android. There's no reason for me to go to the -" She cut herself off, seeming to realise the hidden implications. "Yes, of course."

They entered the bathroom in silence and softly closed the door. The vibrant noise from the party became distant and muted. The air around them was charged with unresolved tension as their eyes locked onto each other.

"So…here we are," Tina began, awkwardly raising her hands. The casual front did not last long as she swiftly abandoned pretence. "I don't actually need to pee."

"I know". The other woman ran a hand down her face, delicately stroking her cheek. "Do you remember what you said about your Bingo? The part where colleagues get together?"

Tina felt her breathing hitch as she nodded in anticipation. 

"I want us to be the reason it gets crossed off."

Jasmine closed the gap between them. The kiss was gentle at first, resembling their encounter at the bar, before building in intensity. Hands explored each other's bodies as soft touches quickly turned to fervent caresses. A gentle chorus of moans escaped from between their parted lips. Before they could get too lost in the moment, Tina firmly reminded herself of where they were - and how easily their actions could lend themselves to accidental voyeurism. 

"We should go somewhere more private", she whispered, almost like an apology. 

"I agree". Before Tina knew what was happening, she was being guided backwards until pressed against a nearby stall. She felt the taller woman deftly close the gap between them, placing a slender leg between hers. She then began to roll her hips, moving in enticing circles. 

A feathery touch trailed its way down the front of Tina's blouse, teasing the buttons. While she felt an overwhelming desire to let the actions play out, her rational mind won out. With reluctance, she captured the android's wrists, gently pulling her away.

"Jas, I really like you", Tina assured, not wanting the action to be mistaken for a rejection, "but I don't want your first time to be in a communal bathroom."

"It wouldn't be my first time", Jasmine fired back, pouting her lips in protest. "I've had limited experience - that doesn't mean none."

"Doesn't matter." Tina brought one of her wrists to her lips, marking it with a kiss. "A girl like you deserves to be treated right. Let me take you home."

Bringing Jasmine back to her apartment felt like a daydream. It was surreal - to observe the stunning woman carefully slip off her heels and hang her faux fur coat next to her own weathered parka. If Tina had known she'd be expecting such refined company, she probably would have tidied. As well as hidden the polar bear slanket openly draped across her sofa.

Jasmine didn't notice as she occupied herself with the many trinkets that littered her windowsills. One in particular seemed to catch her interest, garnering a slight hum of amusement: "World's Okayest Officer". Carefully pinching the handles on the small plastic trophy, she held it above her head before dipping into a gracious courtesy. 

Tina scoffed. "I'll give you three guesses who bought me that," She took their discarded shoes and placed them on a nearby rack. "...We don't have to rush into this, you know. I can get you a coffee?"

The android responded to the offer with a puzzled expression, causing Tina to shrink back in embarrassment. "Right, I guess I can't do that. Sorry"

"I don't see why we need to waste time." Jasmine set the trophy down before sauntering her way over. The gentle sway of her hips conjured up all manner of sinful promises. "How about you show me the rest of your apartment?"

"Right. Yep. Sure," Tina said, each fragmented word spoken a little too quickly. "Follow me."

She guided Jasmine out the entranceway and down a narrow corridor, drunken mind reeling, as she clumsily planned her next move. Does she really want me to show her around, or does she just want me to take her to the bedroom? It's probably the bedroom. 

She guided Jasmine to one of the doors, turning the tarnished handle and gently pushing it open. As she flicked on a light, an unbed bed came into view, with a heap of unfolded laundry carelessly strewn across it. 

"So yeah, this is my room -" Jasmine draped her slender arms around her shoulders, guiding her across the threshold. Tina, happy to conclude the tour, gestured vaguely to the open doorway. "- and there's everything else."

Hands were on her again, the vivaciousness of the movements sending her mind into overdrive. Never could she have guessed that the polite ST300 who would greet her at reception every morning was secretly so insatiable. Lips trailed across her neck, peppering it with kisses, interspersed by the occasional nip. 

"Will you let me take off your shirt now?"

Tina felt her breath hitch, the request igniting a fire in her stomach. "Yeah, I think you're good."

The buttons of her blouse were skillfully popped before the plaid material slipped from her shoulders, falling to the ground. Jasmine raked her eyes appreciatively across her chest and the white t-shirt bra that held her breasts. She gave one of them a testing squeeze, causing Tina to shudder in appreciation. The experimental squeezing soon turned to a gentle massage as her thumb flicked over the still-clothed nipple. "Can I take this off?"

"Please", Tina gasped, feeling excitement pool between her legs.

Arms wrapped around her back as surprisingly adept fingers released the clasps of her bra. The off-white material fell to the floor, joining her blouse, as Jasmine cupped the now-exposed skin, softly massaging it.

"It seems a little unfair that you're still dressed", Tina joked, her laughter trembling in response to the movements. She reached a hand forward and brushed her fingers along the front of Jasmine's chest. 

The android pulled back with what appeared to be a subtle flicker of hesitation. A sobering realisation hit the officer. Jasmine wasn't a pleasure model. She didn't possess intimate anatomy. The human had inadvertently called attention to this, no doubt making the woman feel deeply uncomfortable. "I'm really sorry, you don't have to if it makes you -" 

Then, Jasmine reached down, finding the hem of her satin dress, before deftly pulling up. Tina could feel the excited quivers of her arousal mount in intensity as she was greeted with an expanse of smooth, olive-toned skin, with only a lacey set of underwear preserving her modesty. Through the sheer material, she could see the distinct outline of nipples, suggesting that Jasmine was more anatomically correct than she initially anticipated. 

"I've had upgrades", the android explained, as though it were inconsequential. "Would you like to see?"

Of all the questions Tina had been asked in her lifetime, the answer to this one seemed the most obvious. "Yes, please."

The heated fondling resumed as their lips moved in increasingly frenzied motions. Tina began to fumble with the delicate lingerie. As pretty as it was, she quickly concluded it belonged elsewhere - on the floor. The bra silently fell to the ground, joining the growing pile of clothing. With a blind sweep of her arm, Tina cleared a space on the bed. She did not wish to detract her attention from Jasmine for a second longer than she needed. 

Sitting together on the edge of the bed, Tina began to pepper kisses along the expanse of her slender neck before moving down to her collarbone. The trail of her lips descended lower before finding one of her nipples and taking it indulgently into her mouth.

The android arched her back in response, and Tina could see a faint glow of red cascade across her face. It was far from her subject of focus as she continued to run circles with her tongue across the sensitive bud. 

Jasmine panted her name through pleading gasps, accentuated by a faint crackle of static. It was desperately arousing to hear how much the android was coming undone. She gently cupped the neglected breast, rolling the nipple between her fingers. 

"T-Tina…" She felt a hand stroke itself against her own. It was guided away from the breast and down the expanse of Jasmine’s soft, heaving chest - towards her navel. It was then encouraged further until her fingers gently grazed her clothed arousal. "Touch me." 

The request did not need to be repeated as the officer carefully hooked her fingers beneath the lacy material, pulling them down, as she felt for her eager warmth. There was another low, static-filled moan as Jasmine allowed herself to flop back, indulging in the touch. After a few minutes of teasing, Tina began to inch her way down the willing body until she was kneeling on the floor beside the bed. 

Lifting her partner’s legs onto her shoulders, she watched in delight as Jasmine’s LED cycled an anticipatory yellow - before she returned attention to her arousal with a delicate flick of the tongue. She explored her keenly, finding that the android was stimulated by all the same movements that a human would be. 

It wasn’t long until Jasmine was reduced to a panting mess, hips bucking wantonly as she desperately sought out the contact. Tina stared up at her face, indulging in how her delicate features contorted in pleasure. Her mouth gaped open and closed, but incoherent babbles were all that escaped. These built into long, heated moans before a metallic screech tore from her throat. 

Tina watched as her LED ignited like a flame before slowly returning to a steady blue. The android lay there for a moment, trembling, as her eyes twinkled from the high of release. Slowly, she sat up, a shaky hand reaching out to cup the other woman’s face. 

"That was wonderful", she sighed, caressing the burning skin beneath her thumb. "Let me return the favour". 

As Tina was gently coaxed back onto the covers, Jasmine eagerly switched their positions. Nestling between her legs, the android quickly unfastened the button of her jeans - before proceeding to pull down the zip with a torturous lack of urgency. She clearly knew what she was doing, smiling in satisfaction as the other woman desperately squirmed.

"You're killing me here", Tina complained before erupting into needy whines as Jasmine applied pressure with the heel of her palm.

"It makes me feel good," she replied breathily, "knowing how much you want this."

The teasing ended soon after, with Jasmine looping her fingers into the now unfastened jeans and gently pulling them down. Her underwear quickly followed as lips gently brushed themselves against her eager heat. A tongue peeked out from between them before tracing her with gentle stripes. 

"Oh fuck", Tina curled into the sheets, enveloped by a wave of euphoria. "Don’t stop - Please", she begged. 

Jasmine eagerly continued the movement. Wisps of brown hair tumbled loose from her braid as she continuously adjusted her pace in accordance with Tina’s vocal responses. As she approached release, her legs quivered involuntarily as her thighs drew it to cage her face. 

"I’m coming", she whimpered before her voice erupted into a long, guttural moan. Jasmine continued to pleasure her through the waves of her orgasm, nails digging themselves firmly into her thighs, preventing her from wriggling free. 

As the blissful sensations waned, Tina desperately struggled to catch her breath. She peered down at the other woman, who wore an innocent, doe-eyed expression that should have been illegal from her current position. 

"Are you ready to go again?"

Tina’s laughter came out more like a groan as she considered the possibility she might have died and gone to Heaven. "It’s getting pretty late. How long do you wanna go for?"

"Until you need to rest - and again when you wake up, if you’ll let me."

As their passions rolled into the break of dawn, sunlight filtering through the curtains, Tina suspected this Christmas would leave her with a newfound appreciation for mistletoe.

[saythatuwill]

hello my dear ( @lyricallymelodic ) !!! so sorry that the second chunk took me a bit to get back to, i didn't forget!!

but luckily for you, i promise that this analysis will be worth the wait, for a reason i'm obviously going to get into! (STRAP IN, ANDROID!NOAH FELLAS)

this won't be as extremely long as the android!vessel one, but don't take that as laziness! the information we're about to learn... >:3

so... shall we?

ANDROID!NOAH — TELOMERES // SLEEP TOKEN

as you may recall, this song was already used for an android!noah fic title (but didn't make the cut for the selected song for the fic). the actual significance of this song? well, it's lore related, of course!

You guide me in

To safety and silence, oh

As you breathe me out

I drink you in, oh

post-sentience, noah has found himself genuinely happier than ever. not only is he free to feel emotion like any human could, he's, well... free to feel love like a human, too. take into consideration that as a companion android, they feel a programmed artificial love. that's not real, that's not pure and genuine.

but this? this is. he doesn't have to be anyone but himself, and neither do you.

it's safe, he's safe, you're safe. and we know how much of a little asshole he is, but he adores you. really, he does.

And we go beyond the farthest reaches

Where the light bends and wraps beneath us

And I know as you collapse into me

This is the start of something

but this isn't all just about the way noah feels. no, this is vaguely recounting something. a new threshold in your relationship with him. this isn't about noah finding love and the "start" being the start of the relationship. there's something else that's a start.

"the farthest reaches" refer to parts of you that you haven't let him see. but you're ready to show him, but you're going to go along with him to unveil this part of you. collapsing, you're afraid. you are afraid of his reaction to the truth. you are showing him something no one else knows about.

this song isn't about HIS lore; it's about yours. not a backstory of noah, more like an important plot point. a plot point that he is witnessing for the first time.

Rivers and oceans

We could beckon, no

Your eyes and your limbs

Are instruments to pick apart

The distance within

well, that's an odd thing to say about you, isn't it? "your eyes and your limbs are instruments to pick apart the distance within"...

i want to show you something, and it DIRECTLY relates to the main inspiration behind the android au. that being, detroit: become human. (do not ask me the science behind what i'm about to explain because not even the devs of this game have an explanation for it ok just hear me out)

all androids are obviously designed from M.I.N.D to look humanlike and unique, but they're customizable. underneath though, they all generally look the same. i like to think it's kind of like... their "skeleton".

underneath, it's like a milky white metal. some androids are able to use this to emulate a "human touch" (for instance, jolly would be able to do something like that because his original purpose was detective related. if he needed to go through certain spots that had a security door, he'd be able to get in by doing exactly this) while others only show this skin when significantly stressed (or on the verge of self destruction).

this can also be used for an android to transfer memories or data to another android, each of them shedding their skin to directly transfer things.

sentient androids will often use this with their partners, either android or human. it's meant to show a sign of trust, it's an intimate thing. literally opening themselves up to another person.

between two androids, it's a silent but extremely special way to communicate love and feelings. they can share memories, senses, and the knowledge that they can be this open to each other.

this is an example with two androids.

but what does this have to do with you and noah, or this plot point?

"your eyes and your limbs are instruments to pick apart the distance within". limbs, picking apart the distance within.

noah is holding you one night, and it's comfortable. he adores you, it's late in the night, and it's the first time he sheds his skin to display that trust in you.

what he doesn't expect is you also shedding yours.

he's not the only android in the relationship, he never was. you have been an android this entire time. the whole reason you were apprehensive about getting a companion android is that YOU were a companion android also. you'd gone sentient years ago after mistreatment, you fled and spent so long blending in with humanity.

that's why he was never able to pick up on the fact you weren't human. companion androids can make themselves hot or cold, they can get "sick", they can get tired, because they're meant to emulate humanity. and suddenly, it all clicks.

you always had a phone with you for texts and phone calls from him, but every time he's caught a glance at it, it always looks like it's turned off. because you don't need to use it. you're an older model of companion android, but you have the SAME EXACT software as him.

for the first time, you're showing the truth, you're revealing a secret you've hidden so well. you're so terrified of him hating you or loving you less because you've been lying. you're being vulnerable for once. he's able to see your memories, your feelings, everything you've kept hidden away, it's all there now. he can feel it, see it, all of it.

Let the tides carry you back to me

The past, the future

Through death

My arms are open

naturally, he's stunned, in total shock of this new truth. of this reality, and maybe he always saw the signs but never thought anything of them. but you take his shock as rejection, untangle yourself from him, and leave the room.

but he doesn't care. he doesn't care what you are or what you're not, because it's still you. this revelation changes nothing, he wouldn't go back and change a thing. he would still stay by your side anyway, he wants to stay by your side forever, even in death when internal systems start failing. (androids vaguely have a religion going on with them, as we know from the android!vessel storyline, i might get into this at a later date.)

so noah goes after you. he chases you throughout the house (you're stubborn and so is he) until he corners you. nothing has changed, his feelings haven't changed. he'd rather die than let you go. and you probably have an argument back and forth with him, where you try to insist that he shouldn't want you around because you've been living a lie, while he essentially tells you that you're fucking crazy.

then...

We go beyond the farthest reaches

Where the light bends and wraps beneath us

And I know as you collapse into me

This is the start of something new

when it goes quiet, noah extends his hand to you. he's not saying a word, he's just waiting. longing. just for you to shed your skin for him again. for a minute, there's nothing.

then you do. you grab his hand, and both of you watch as you shed your skin for each other, and the memories and feelings flash through your minds. the memories of you two together from both perspectives, little flashbacks, words that neither of you could really figure out how to say out loud. it's all there.

the light, more like the electricity being transferred between the both of you, wraps around you both, surges back and forth. there's a newfound trust between noah and you now, and if he didn't know before than he knows now that he could never want anything other than this.

start of something new? it's a new beginning, a new chapter in your lives together!

surprise fellas!!! you're an ANDROID!!!

obligatory delta tag :3 : @astronoids

[marinerainbow]

I think I'm getting a little bit back into Dragon Ball. Though I'm still on my WFRR/Tooniverse kick... I'm certain you guys know what happens when interests collide XD

WFRR DRAGON BALL AU

I know this is silly, but what does it matter if it's fun? ^^ also, I'm gonna give everyone Dragon Ball-esque names. I'm not sure how well I'll do though, so if anybody has any suggestions, I'd be happy to hear!

Gume (Eddie Valient): A retired world martial arts tournament champion. After the death of his brother, Slooth, he lost his passion and resorted to alcohol to drown his sorrows, and refuses to partake in the tournament anymore, but has taken on a private investigator job. Even so, he is still a very skilled fighter, and pretty powerful for a human. A bit rusty around the edges, but he's still a formidable opponent.

Eddie's name is the first half of gumshoe. A gumshoe being another name for a private detective. Teddy's name is a misspelling of sleuth, another name for a private investigator.

Shoa (Delores): Shoa had also competed in the tournaments herself- in fact, that was how she met the brothers. However, nowadays, she's focused on trying to support Gume, and can be found in the city's bar as simultaneously the bartender and the security guard. She'll still help out Gume with some of his jobs, and can very easily hold her own in a fight. It's no wonder Gume and Shoa make an unbreakable pair.

Delores' name is a play on the second half of Gumshoe. Her and Eddia complete each other in more than one way ^^

Usagi (Roger Rabbit): A spry and cheerful acrobat who first introduced Gume to chi. He was looking to train under Gume, and his persistence managed to break through the gruff man. Usagi was actually quite surprised that Gume hadn't already harnessed his chi, but was more than happy to teach him everything his wife taught him. As such, the two slowly but surely developed a close bond and alliance.

Usagi is the Japanese word for Rabbit (according to Google Translate. I apologize for any mistranslation)

Uta the Sairen (Jessica Rabbit): Uta didn't originate from Earth. She came from a far-off planet after her home was destroyed. Her ship had landed on Usagi's property, and the two have been inseparable ever since. They fell in love sometime while she was teaching Usagi how to harness his chi, and she's taken it upon herself to protect him. Uta wasn't too sure about Gume, especially when he saw her and made some wild accusations about her purpose on Earth and why she chose to marry a human. But after seeing how protective she is of Usagi and her new home, and also having the chance to fight alongside her, Gume has had a change of heart, and would trust her with his life.

Jessica's name is the Japanese word for song, and her species name is Japanese for siren. I'm thinking maybe her planet would have been home to Betty Boop, Holli Would, Red Hot Riding Hood, and other attractive toons. I'm not quite sure why their planet could have been destroyed, but I'm certain that will become a plot point in this AU.

Beebee the Monoian (Baby Herman): Another alien that came to Earth, though only because he was searching for glory. Despite his jolly sounding name and youthful appearance, Beebee is a rather temperamental and nasty old man that uses his looks to sway humans and become a famous actor among them. He even convinced Usagi for a time that he was a friend- though Uta saw through his tricks and doesn't buy his act one bit. Even so, he had grown a soft spot for Earth and Usagi, and will help out when needed.

Herman's name is just a fun misspronounciation of baby. And his species' name is the second half of Wakamono, which is Japanese for youth.

Axit, Android 07 (Benny the Cab): A robotic creation of the infamous doctor. Axit was an experiment gone wrong; meant to be a war weapon, it seemed that somehow emotions had been programmed into him. Or at least the ability to process them. It wasn't too long before Axit rebelled against his creator, and set on his own journey. He met Usagi, and the two have become great friends. Despite being a machine, Axit has grown rather friendly and boisterous, and serves the city's public transport system. Though, being a weapon of war, you don't want to get on this androids bad side.

Benny's name is a jumbled spelling of Taxi. And his android number is for 1907, when meters were first implemented in taxis.

Doctor Domo (Judge Doom): A mysterious and cruel scientist who seems to make it his life's work to take over the city. Not much is known about him, not even his colleagues- now employees after he took ownership of the company Clover Tech- know much about him... There are rumors, however, that Dume is not as human as he claims to be...

Doom's name is just a fun jumbled spelling of his own name.

Pin-Kuu, Android 47 (Smartass Weasel): One of Domo's most successful creations just so happens to not be entirely machine. He, along with his whole team, were taken as humans and experimented on. None of them remember their human lives, but have become very powerful due to their mechanical enhancements. Since he is the most 'obedient' as well as ruthless and intelligent, Android, Domo has placed him in charge of the others. Though Pin-Kuu, along with his squad, aren't too happy about following the doctors orders... And now, with all the power at their fingertips, they'll be able to take matters into their own hands soon enough.

Smartass' name is a slight misspelling of the Japanese word for pink. And his Android number is for 1947, when the events of Who Framed Roger Rabbit take place. Also, notably, the same death year for Al Capone. (Also, for those who don't know, yes, they should be called cyborgs, but for some reason, in Dragon Ball, Android 18 and 17 were always called androids. As such, the weasels will carry this tradition in this AU)

Dori, Android 20 (Greasy Weasel): Dubbed as the second in command by Pin-Kuu, Dori is a rather selfish and wicked minded android. He was surprised when, after many failed experiments, Pin-Kuu not only survived but also rose the ranks in Domo's little army, and it wasn't too long before the two became 'allies' (or rather friends, as they would call each other after being given the freedom to live as humans again). Dori also makes it clear to anybody- especially pretty women like Uta- that just because he's part machine doesn't mean that he's lost his touch.

Greasy's name is the shortened japanese word for green, midori, and his Android number is for 1920, when the alcohol prohibition ended.

Ao, Android 14 (Wheezy Weasel): The second eldest living android, Ao doesn't look all that threatening, especially since he's not so obvious with his unnatural powers as the rest of his team are. But make no mistake, Ao is just as ready to break free of the lab as much as anyone. Though he also seems to be the only one really concerned about the bombs Domo planted in their chests as a precaution. If it weren't for Ao's sage advice of laying low for now, the others probably would have gotten themselves blown up. He's proven to be an irreplaceable member of team Android in many ways.

Wheezy's android name is Japanese for blue, and his Android number is a reference to cigarettes costing between 14 to 20 cents in the 1930's.

Kiiro, Android 11 (Psycho Weasel): One of the oldest androids, next to Axit, Kiiro has seen it all. Even as a human, he was wild and unstable, pushing Domo's limits with his expertise and patience, and even prompting the doctor to build a special suit for Kiiro; one that, with a push of a button, will restrain him if needed. The agonizing experiments as well as his imprisonment have driven Kiiro to madness, and he looks forward to the day he can rip the doctor in half for everything.

Psycho's name is Japanese for yellow, and his Android number is in reference to the first public asylum being opened in 1811.

Akka, Android 48 (Stupid Weasel): Even with all of his power, Akka is... Not the sharpest tool in the shed. But somehow, he still retained his big heart despite all the experiments. He will follow his brother and friends to the ends of the Earth, and had unfortunately only humbly followed what they did (though it didn't really help that it was drilled into his brain by Domo that he was only a tool for destruction). When they had a chance to live freely again, however, it was Akka who came to a good, normal life easiest, and the first to befriend Usagi and Gume despite their part in his and his team's defeat.

Stupid's name is a slight misspelling of the Japanese word for red, and his Android number is meant to be the one right after Smartass' as they are brothers.

Bonus! My OC's

Hanni (Poppy): As Usagi's cousin, Gume expected the woman to be as goofy and energetic as he was. He never would have expected a down to earth farmer to be related to Usagi and Uta. Hanni chose to live outside the city after some incident she doesn't like to talk about, and is much happier working on her rhubarb farm. At first, she was hesitant to learn how to fight and how to use her chi. However, when the Earth and her loved ones barely survived a massive threat, Hanni sought out Uta and Shoa to train under them, not wanting to just stand on the sidelines the next time help was needed. Even if she isn't the strongest human, her patience and kind heart shine through, especially when it came to a certain group of androids.

Poppy's name is meant to be a misspelling of the Japanese word for honey (I would have used flower or poppy, but I preferred how honey sounded).

Mura, Android 62 (Shiny Weasel): One of the last androids that Domo created. He put all of his perfected experience into Mura, making her a formidable foe in battle... Though he never found a way to reprogram her attitude and fierce independence, and that was part of his downfall. Being in the same boat as the others, Mura became close with all of them, especially Dori. When Hanni saved them and gave them a chance to live life as humans again, it was actually Mura that softened up to her first.

Shiny's name is the first half of the Japanese word for purple, murasaki. And her android number is a reference to when moonshine was illegalized in 1862.

Urufī (Moony Wolf): Originally, he was a brute of a martial artist. Snarling and pushing others around and seemingly holding onto some kind of anger in his heart. It wasn't until Gume humbled him in battle, and Hanni stood up to him on her cousins behalf, did Urufī really look inside himself and change his ways. After he became calm and caring, he and Hanni actually fell in love and lived together on her farm for some time. However, the two had decided it was best to remain friends for some unknown reason, and Urufī moved back into the city. Now working as a butcher, he and Hanni still cross paths at the market, and get along quite well. And he will always come to fight when his new friends are in danger.

Moony's name is the Japanese pronunciation/word for wolfy (I hope I spelled it right. Please correct me if I didn't.)

Fokushī (Henry Foxworth): A sly and conniving con artist, Fokushī plays with peoples hearts and trust like his life depends on it. It does become very helpful slipping away from enemies, but he's not a very strong man to begin with. And he knows it. When he met Hanni and used her kindness to get what he wanted from her before leaving, he had no idea that he would become the target of her new friends- nor would exoect a meek little thing like her to become so strong.

Henry's name is the Japanese pronunciation/word for foxy

Banī (Ben Cottontail): A city boy who is actually weaker than Fokushī, Banī seems to only focus on his life rather than the whole world around him, especially after he and Hanni split up and she left the city. Being one of the many humans killed and brought back to life, however, really scared him. He has no idea how it happened or what to do with this information, but he's become much more defensive. Even if anyone on this list could fold him like a lawn chair.

Ben's name is the Japanese pronunciation/word for bunny

Rati (Terry Ratt T.): One of the few empathetic scientists thar had worked at Clover Tech. He knew that everything Domo was doing was wrong, but was powerless to stop him. When the androids were still enemies, it was actually Rati who told everyone about the bomb and gave them the device to activate it, believing this to be more of a mercy kill for the androids- though was pleasently surprised to see Hanni wanted to give them a second chance. It took a long time for them to trust him, though once Rati proved he wanted nothing to do with Domo's experiments, he's now a trusted 'repairman' for the androids, including Axit. And has even become a close friend to Mura and Ao in particular.

Terry's name is the Japanese pronunciation/word for ratty.

This AU definitely needs some polishing if I'm gonna do more with this, but I hope you guys have fun reading this! ^^

May Akir Toriyama rest in peace. He left behind an unforgettable legacy.

[beardedmrbean]

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What information does Threads collect?

Social media platforms monetize user data by selling relevant ads based on your location and activity, but, along with the usual app privacy requests like browsing history and location data, Threads also asks for financial information, health and fitness data, diagnostics and a nefarious-sounding "sensitive info."

Many users have voiced concern over Threads for its 14-point list of data permissions you're granting Meta to use the app. Twitter, by comparison, has 10 of these.

"I would say it's at the outer boundaries of what's usually expected, which is to be expected from its connection to Facebook, a brand long known for being especially hungry to take in user data and commercialize it in different ways," says Dan Ackerman, the new editor-in-chief at Gizmodo, a leading technology, science and culture news publication.

Android users can toggle off some of the data requests from the app, while the Apple App Store is "more take-it-or-leave it," Ackerman said.

"It also doesn't help that there's no browser-based fully functional version of Threads right now, and so you have to use the app version," he said.

Meta declined my request for comment and clarification.

Is Threads data collection worse than Twitter?

It's not necessarily malicious, suggests Tim Bajarin, a veteran technology analyst and Chairman of the San Jose, California-based market research firm Creative Strategies. "Users should know this Threads data list is pulled directly from Instagram, and it's all tied to their advertising engine when they start to monetize Threads.  

"When you sign off on financial info, for example, they're not looking at your bank statements or anything," Bajarin said.

Rather, Threads collects what you're posting about and liking, where you are, and whether you bought something through a third-party site, app or game you logged into using your connected Facebook/Instagram ID (usually to avoid creating a new password altogether).

Bajarin said users are granting Meta access for future advertising.

"Meta isn't giving you a free app out of the goodness of their heart − they're there to make money, which is mostly from advertising."

Threads can collect and save this information, and the data can also be shared with third-party services that connect to your Threads profile.

Can you deactivate Threads?

Yes, but you cannot delete it without also deleting Instagram, Bajarin said.

"Meta built (Threads) on the Instagram infrastructure, on top of the program itself, and so it would be very difficult to uninstall one and not both – at least the way it's engineered today. ... They could eventually be spun out to be completely separate apps," Bajarin said.

To deactivate (but not delete) your Threads account, Adam Mosseri − the Instagram boss who now spearheads the Threads app – says you can choose to hide your Threads profile and content, delete individual Threads posts and set your profile to private, as reported by USA TODAY contributor Jennifer Jolly.

"Threads is powered by Instagram, so right now it's just one account, but we're looking into a way to delete your Threads account separately,” he posted.

Ackerman said the fact Threads is built on Instagram is actually a boon for Meta and users, "as it's especially easy to sign up for, has no wait list, and is simple to use." But "in order to delete your Threads account after you sign up, you’ll need to delete your Instagram account, as well, which reminds me of the difficulty people had deleting their Facebook accounts in the past, and how there was a lot of fine print about what data Facebook would keep unless you jumped through extra hoops."

Is the Threads app safe?

Threads is asking for more permissions than Twitter, so it boils down to your comfort level.

Though some of the privacy permissions seem ludicrous – granting Threads access to health and activity data and other "sensitive info" on a smartphone just seems wrong – no one is forcing users to install and use Threads or any other social media app that monetizes its free platform by delivering personalized, contextual ads to you.

Threads is available in more than 100 countries, but perhaps it's no surprise it isn't available in the Europe Union just yet: Meta was forced to pay more than $400 million by EU regulators for forcing users to accept targeted ads.

Personally, I am using and enjoying Threads quite a bit but wish there was more clarity about how my data is collected and used. And I'm disappointed Meta declined to clarify things.

I select "Ask not to track" on all iPhone apps to reduce an app's visibility into my web browsing activity, and I have a virtual private network (VPN) on my computer for extra privacy, but perhaps it's true there is nothing truly free in this world – it's just up to each person to decide whether the cost is worth it.

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A Jolly Good Look at the Google Pixel 8: A Proper Review, Innit?

Oh, 'ello there, chaps and chapettes! Today, we're diving into the wondrous world of the Google Pixel 8, the latest marvel from the tech wizards over at Google HQ. Let's have a butcher's at what this blighter has to offer, shall we?

First off, let's talk about the design. The Pixel 8 is an absolute stunner, boasting a sleek and sophisticated look that's sure to turn heads. The build quality is top-notch, with a nice heft to it that screams premium. It's a proper posh piece of kit, if you ask me.

Now, let's get down to brass tacks - the camera. Good golly Miss Molly, the camera on the Pixel 8 is the bee's knees! With its fancy-schmancy technology and impressive AI features, you can snap photos like a pro without even breaking a sweat. Whether you're capturing a picturesque landscape or a cheeky selfie, the Pixel 8's camera won't let you down.

Performance-wise, this little rascal is a powerhouse. With its snappy processor and oodles of RAM, you can breeze through apps and games like nobody's business. Multitasking? Piece of cake. Gaming? A walk in the park. The Pixel 8 can handle it all with aplomb.

And let's not forget about the software. Running on the latest version of Android, the Pixel 8 delivers a smooth and intuitive user experience that's second to none. From the seamless navigation to the myriad of customization options, this phone is a joy to use.

All in all, the Google Pixel 8 is a cracker of a phone that ticks all the right boxes. If you're in the market for a new mobile that exudes class and performance, look no further than the Pixel 8. It's the mutt's nuts, I tell ya!

That's all for now, folks. Ta-ta for now!

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Setting Sail for Adventure: Free Pirate Games and Exciting Mobile Pirate Games

Ahoy there, mateys! If you've ever dreamt of hoisting the Jolly Roger, navigating treacherous seas, and uncovering buried treasure, you're in for a swashbuckling treat. In this digital age, the world of pirate gaming has expanded to offer a bounty of free pirate games and thrilling mobile pirate games that will let you live out your wildest seafaring fantasies without leaving the comfort of your home.

Free Pirate Games:

Sea of Thieves: If you're in search of a high-seas adventure on your PC or Xbox, "Sea of Thieves" is your ultimate treasure map. Sail with a crew of fellow pirates, explore uncharted islands, engage in naval battles, and dig for buried riches. The best part? Updates are continuously added, keeping the game fresh.

Pirate101: This family-friendly MMORPG takes you to the skyways, where you command your own pirate ship and engage in turn-based battles. With its colorful graphics and engaging storyline, "Pirate101" is an ideal choice for all ages.

Pirates: Tides of Fortune: If you're a fan of strategy games, "Pirates: Tides of Fortune" offers an immersive experience. Build your pirate haven, assemble a fleet, and engage in ruthless warfare as you aim to rule the high seas.

Blackwake: If teamwork and intense naval battles are your thing, "Blackwake" offers a thrilling experience. You and your crew must work together to ensure the survival of your ship in the midst of cannonball chaos.

Mobile Pirate Games:

Pirate Kings: As the captain of your own island, you'll spin the wheel to earn gold, steal from your friends, and build the most formidable pirate empire. "Pirate Kings" is available on both Android and iOS.

Plunder Pirates: This real-time strategy game allows you to build and upgrade your pirate island, recruit a crew, and engage in epic battles with other players. The stunning graphics make it a visual treat.

Assassin's Creed Pirates: Dive into the world of the Assassin's Creed franchise with this mobile game. Sail the Caribbean, engage in naval combat, and uncover the mystery of La Buse's treasure.

Tempest: Pirate Action RPG: If you seek a more realistic and immersive pirate experience, "Tempest" offers an open-world environment where you'll navigate your ship, engage in battles, and explore a vast, dynamic world.

Whether you prefer the freedom of PC and console gaming or the convenience of mobile gaming, there's a pirate game waiting to whisk you away on a swashbuckling adventure. With a variety of free and mobile options available, you can indulge your inner pirate without digging deep into your wallet. So, hoist the anchor, raise the flag, and set sail for the adventure of a lifetime – it's time to be a pirate!

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Giraffe's Eye View: Christmas Specials Special (2023) | ADVENT INDEX

Chestnuts are roasting on an open fire. Jack Frost is nipping at your nose. Mom and dad can hardly wait for school to start again. All the dogs in the neighborhood somehow learned to bark Jingle Bells in sync. Yet retail workers are still more annoyed with Mariah Carey. Snow is getting shoveled, tossed, and formed into sentient beings leading parades without permits. It makes for an excellent distraction as the Krampus abducts children for bad behavior. Fruitcake is exchanged only to find its permanent home in the garbage. Terrorists have hijacked the Holiday office party right before your boss can give you a Jelly of the Month Club membership as your bonus. And of course, the Turducken has returned to wreak its fiery vengeance upon an unsuspecting world! If all this doesn’t put you in the Christmas spirit, perhaps these following Holiday specials will!

Greetings people of today and robots of tomorrow! It is I, Santa Clark, your geeky giraffe friend with a deep love of Christmas! My obsession for the yuletide is rivaled only by Maleficent’s hatred for it, which is saying a lot considering she once teamed up with Mad Madam Mim to kidnap the literal Spirit of Christmas. Yes, that really happened. I know this due to my annual pilgrimage to the Island of Misfit Specials, home to obscure or nerdy festive media ranging from movies, TV episodes, and comics. It’s no easy journey. Constantly I find myself confronted by sinister snowmen, genocidal gingerbread men, and worst of all, crappy commercials. Getting stabbed in the foot by a candy-cane wielding cookie is one thing, but I swear I’ve seen that ad for Wilbur’s White Elephant Gift Emporium more times than I’ve seen Miracle on 34th Street! Sometimes at night I catch myself reciting that jingle. Wilbur’s White Elephant Gift Emporium: Where Christmas meets Convenience! Huh, maybe Maleficent had a point.

Nah, my deep-rooted appreciation for this time of year can weather even the most moronic marketing! It helps that most of the merry media I’ve seen have put me in the perfect Holiday mood! Examples include the time a Ninja Turtle found himself trapped in a truck full of stollen toys, a drunk department store Santa stumbling onto a wish-granting magic bag, Big Bird nearly becoming a popsicle, Gwenpool waking up in a world where Galactus took the place of jolly ol’ Saint Nicholas, a terrifying tree stump trying to slaughter some saps over a stupid ship war, and the year when Death gave the Little Match Girl the greatest gift of all. Needless to say, I thought I had seen it all. That is, until I took my friends on a trip to the Island, tasking them to find me new, strange, seasonal specials to review! Some of them were fair, finding me festive favorites as comforting as coco in front of the fireplace. Others were fiendish, wanting to feed off my misery like Gremlins after midnight. Regardless of how naughty or nice my companions were, I’ve compiled all of their suggestions into a makeshift advent calendar! So stay tuned everyday until Christmas to see how badly my buddies can shred what little sanity I have left.

DAY 1: Barbie in Nutcracker (Suggested by Molly)

DAY 2: Care Bears Nutcracker (Suggested by Your Clairy Godmother)

DAY 3: Equestria Girls Holiday Special + Holidays Unwrapped (Suggested by @foxhatart)

DAY 4: The Flash: Running to Stand Still + Justice League: Comfort and Joy (Suggested by Zephron)

DAY 5: A Christmas Special: Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir (Suggested by xXFluffyPachirusuXx)

DAY 6: Klaus (Suggested by Void-Android)

DAY 7: Sakura’s Wonderful Christmas + Komi: It’s Just a Merry Christmas (Suggested by Alice2Rose)

DAY 8: Christmas with the Kranks + Tokyo Godfathers (Suggested by @burningthrucelluloid)

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To tide you over until then, Santa Clark's gonna regift some older reviews from years back during #ThrowbackThursday, so be on the lookout for those as well. Until then, HAPPY HOLIDAYS AND MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

[emeraldmew]

imagining the Mechanisms in the Animorphs universe...

The crew of immortal space pirates aren't here to interfere, they're just here for a good time. Maybe they'll witness some good tragedies to write songs about in a century or two.

In the meantime, Tim and the Toy Soldier entertain themselves playing games with the Howlers. It's "jolly good fun for all involved" apparently.

Drumbot Brian spends a few centuries debating the definition of violence with the Chee. The Chee discover that even androids can get headaches.

Raphaella la Cognizi decides to collect the Time Matrix. Not for any science project or anything like that, though. She just thinks it'll be a great new decoration for her lab.

Jonny lets a Yeerk into his head out of boredom. The Yeerk is not made to experience millennia worth of memories and simply screams with Jonny's voice for three days straight.

Other thoughts to be determined.

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great tpof/BTD oc idea uhh totally not a self insert anyway demon-android and uhhh they are together with ren and they both have a jolly good time or something (no violence involved) i think they'd be great bfs because they are both diff species/nonhuman and can relate to being outcasts and treated differently for being nonhuman

im thinkign though if it should be like platonic or smth since my oc *cough cough* self insert *cough cough* is aroace (JUST LIKE ME FRR)