#commander zen

[fluffy-wolfe]

I'm absolutely loving Zentreya's new Commander uniform, it definitely fits her cyborg model to a T with certain areas 😳

[deeplord]

they’re duo’d

[kindestegg]

If I am to be absolutely fully honest though none of the posts I've seen on that stupid kink issue really hit the nail on exactly how I feel about it n why I do but like I also have no energy to further involve myself anyway nor do I think it would be productive. It feels that doing so would just be to self justify to some invisible hypothetical crowd and if I am to be fully honest the more I observe other spheres of hyperspecific community issues the more I realize that's all anyone ever is doing at all. Just positing their own specific thinkpiece in regards to their worldview and hoping that will make them and others in immediate proximity feel good enough that it'll give them peace of mind (this going for any side even). And I think that's no way to live, I don't need you to approve how I think or feel about this or anything else, nor the actions I take, I'll keep blocking whoever I want and cultivating my circle the way I want to, and in the end that's all anyone will ever continue to do and has been doing up until this point. Ultimately I think perhaps the best thing to do is to stop talking for just a little bit.

[ahb-writes]

I don't need words to prove my bravery.

"Tanya von Degurechaff" (in The Saga of Tanya the Evil #10, by Carlo Zen)

[torchdreemurr]

loving all the trans stuff i've been seeing on tumblr recently but can i have a bit more transmasc stuff too? breaking down my identity and building it up again by picking out what appeals to me and crafting out what my gender truly feels like to me is a bit hard if the type of content i'm sourcing it from is skewed one way

[steampunksilver]

Steam Powered Giraffe fans how do we feel about Commander Cosmo x Necrostar/Necronaut toxic selfcest yaoi

[gravitycoil]

Ovw custom servers are scary as hell (the friendly ones) especially tinderwatch and their the most popular servers too im gonna be sick

[jokeringcutio]

Just a quick sidenote to say I am also accepting Blake's 7 prompts because this is one of my favourite TV shows ever. If you're new to my works, I have a fair share of dark romance fics, mature and explicit works, a history of filling kink meme requests, writing headcanons/imagines/drabble fills, several multi-chapter works if a prompt inspires me so, and a masterlist at the top of my page that shows you there's little I will not write. I haven't written for Blake's 7 yet (not posted online anyway), but this fandom keeps tickling me. Also, I make a sport out of writing Reader Inserts, so don't be shy to ask for a reader x character tale. I love such requests the most 💗

[toweroftickles]

Hi (:

What do you think about characters of "Inside out 2"? Do we have some lees here?

Ok I somehow didn't experience the original Inside Out until like 2 weeks ago, and then immediately rushed to theaters for the second one, and I have not been able to stop thinking about it since! Of course the first thing I started daydreaming about was the chaos that would ensue in Brain HQ during tickles. So yes, I've definitely got headcanons. XD

EMOTIONAL * RESPONSES

When Riley Gets Tickled

Joy squees, claps, bounces up and down, the usual. "AAAH Tickle time! Awww, our girl is still so adorable..."

Disgust: "Mm-mm. I hate this. Hate it. Majorly messing with my zen."

Sadness: *confused and a little uncomfortable*

Fear: *open-mouthed and deeply uncomfortable*

Envy gasps and hops up to the screen. "Omigosh omigosh they're touching us. That means they like us and think we're cute, right? Right?!"

Anger: "Oh, so that's how it's gonna be, huh?! You want a fight, kid?! I'll give ya a fight! Right up your -"

Anxiety: "Wait! There's a million possible variables in what'll happen if we decide to fight back! Accidentally punching them would be devastating to our network!"

Joy's not paying attention, she's too busy laughing and hammering the serotonin injector.

"I-I got it! Scream! Just holler, really loud!"

"GUHH, get out of the wayyyy; stop hogging this thing! We have to run! Come on!"

Ennui: *exists in French*

*Meanwhile Embarrassment is just spread out like a starfish and rolling his entire girth back and forth across the keyboard.*

When Riley's Tickling Someone Else

Joy takes the wheel here. The others know not to disturb a master plying her craft. She's an expert tickler, so she feeds Riley a whole bushel of fun ideas, and Envy is her eager troublemaker minion.

There is in fact a dedicated "Tickle" command button. The plastic is slightly stuck in the slot because it hasn't been used much.

Anger keeps trying to grab his levers and switches, but Joy usually shoves him to the side with her foot.

*tries to wrest control from Joy and rein her in*

*barfing in the corner somewhere*

When a Tickle Scene Pops Up in a Movie

Joy giggles happily and squirms in her seat, then boops the control panel so that Riley follows suit.

Disgust is a tiny bit antsy...she's not influencing Riley yet but she's on standby in case stuff gets weird.

Embarrassment gingerly taps the console at increasing intervals until Sadness pulls his arm away.

Ennui: Probably watching something else. Or doomscrolling.

When Someone Asks Riley if She's Ticklish

*screams like a little girl*

*hides, bangs head on the desk*

"That is NOT funny!"

"Oh no! What do we do; whaddawedo?! Riley's way too ticklish! What if they tickle us and don't stop for the rest of eternity?! What if they think Riley's laugh is weird and we're socially ostracized and forced to get a job in a fish cannery?!"

“Ew ew ew ew no. Lie. We have to lie right now!” *jumps for the controller*

*Joy grabs Disgust's arm* "Whoa whoa whoa, eeeaasy there. Let's just calm down...this is a fun question; we're having fun..."

Envy: "Ooo, what if they're ticklish and they want us to tickle them?" *already wiggling her fingers in the air*

"But if we misread that signal and make them mad at us, then..."

Ennui: *groans and taps her console app*

Riley, being super casual: “Meh…a little. Not really.”

Suddenly Riley's eyes dilate. Her throat hitches and there's the tiniest bit of pink in her cheeks. Everyone turns their heads to look at -

“EMBARRASSMENT!!! *dry heave* WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!”

"Ohhhh boy. There it is. We're doomed now."

When They Get Tickled Themselves

Come on, we all know that Joy always draws first blood. (Er...first giggle?) She's such a switchy monster. Tickling is her default method of cheering others up. It's canon. Case closed.

As someone whose default setting repels positivity, Sadness is not ticklish at all, and this actually upsets her.

*silently grabs the tickler by the neck and tosses them out the window*

Nobody protests like Disgust. She gets mad. She slaps. She hurls insults. She runs away. Disgust is both extremely ticklish and extremely touch-averse, so this is Code Red for her.

Fear is the type who doesn’t so much “laugh” as “have a shrieking, spastic outburst and breakdance like Sonic the Hedgehog in a malfunctioning taser-testing facility."

At first, Anxiety is overcome by stressful jitters, miserable and whimpering, and her whole body contracts. After a few moments of tickling, though, she starts to let all that tension out and relaxes into nervous vibrato laughter. It becomes sort of a therapeutic stress release, like her special chair.

It's not exactly the physical sensation of tickle torture that Envy craves, it's the attention. The sound she makes when tickled oscillates between wild, snorty cackles and the dulcet hoots of a baby owl trapped in a pinball machine.

Ennui is dead. No reaction. Her body is a neurological cemetery. ...EXCEPT for her heels and the back of her knees. (And if you thought phone loss made her experience Vietnam flashbacks...)

What do you think Embarrassment does? He plops himself down on the floor and pulls his hoodie so tight around his face that no one can tell if he's laughing or sobbing.

Misc.

As Riley's primary protector, Fear is always scouting ahead for any potentially-tickly environmental hazards, and gently nudges her away from catastrophe ("you forgot your shoes! put them back on before you walk on grass;" "don't lift your arms up around Bree and Grace;" "those massage chairs in the mall are actually full of rusty knives and drug dealers sleep on them;" etc.)

When Riley gets tickled, the emotions don't "feel" it, exactly, but they perceive something of a contact buzz.

These are typically how the reactions go, but they're not universal. If Riley's been in a bad mood, Anger might be more proactive in grabbing the handles. Embarrassment may have more or less of his body mass pancaking the buttons, depending on who's tickling her. (Like...a boy?! Or Val?! Or -) Standard variations like that.

Riley

Riley has an extremely ticklish tummy! That's her spot. (Just the vibe I get; IDK.)

Bree and Grace are really ticklish too, but Riley is the weak link... the member of the trio that the other two team up against. Lots of tickle fights and sneak attacks.

She obviously loves to laugh and goof around with her friends, but probably isn't over-enthused by that last part.

Val

The most popular girl in school, the tough athletic one - her adulating devotees wouldn't think it, but beneath that too-cool exterior, Val is very weak to tickling.

All the other Firehawks know, and like to tease Val by poking her.

She's a good sport about it and takes it like a champ - just yelps and laughs and pushes back. They have fun.

Lance Slashblade

Crop top alert. The abs are asking for it. (Just sayin.')

The thought of being tickled is intolerable to him. Even in this...what should be a moment of joyous camaraderie...he is haunted. Forced to laugh like...like some sort of...clown swordsman?! How could he be so weak...so degraded...so unworthy to carry the holy blade of his ancestors, they whose destinies were written in the stars ere these centuries long past? Will he never be a true warrior, with the strength to stem the tide of encroaching night? It is too painful to think about...the icy whips of humiliation, always ravenous and bitter in their lashes, strike! and cast him into the shadows and okay the joke's over now we're getting long-winded and edgelordery big words drama sparkling vampires and junk

(Also, yes, he Morph-Balls himself.)

[twistedchatterbox]

Fulfilled

ft. Malleus tags. Reader has hair, no spoilers

Malleus, who feels so happy in a fullfiled way when he gets to do the small, important things for you.

Brushing your hair, styling it with the ease he has in spinning threads- pinning things in place, with a hum in his haze; he sounds zen, in peace and tranquil.

It'd be impossible not to be, when you lean further into his hold as he reaches out to grab a make-up brush; sitting on his thigh, your loving hand on his tail, unhurriedly drawing in a soothing motion.

He works in silence as he puts your make-up on for you, per your request; your wish is his command, and your wishes are all so lovely, each and every one. He thinks though half-closed eyes.

He almost doesn't want it to be over; yet he can't bring himself mind it when his sigh breaks the silence, when you lean your forehead against his.

A smile finds its way on his lips, it always does.

You are the cause of it so often, having sprouted your roots in his heart so that his lovely smile of his blooms much more often.

Lovely, in your words.

He wonders if you're aware of it, how much more deserving you are of it.

But he dares not ask, not when you look at him with such an angelic smile, no, he wouldn't dare to deny it.

Not if the love-struck expressions on his face are the cause of this.

So pretty, he thinks, pupils shrinking in momentary shock as his words reach your ears; the surprise is then replaced by a gentle, polite and almost-shy smile.

So lovely, he barely whispers in a breather.

He knows you feel the same.

Together, you eventually get up and take on the day , like you always do.

[wongyuseokie]

Zen | x.m.h

Summary: You have muscle soreness, so your boyfriend suggests yoga. It’s hard to stay calm and focus when he looks that good though. 

☆ 18+ minors dni |☀︎fluff | ♕ smut |  ♥ completed works

Word Count: 2473 Pairings:  Xu Minghao x Female Reader Genre/Trope(s)/AUs: Smut, fluff, PWP

Content Warnings: Is Minghao being a yoga instructor a warning? 

Smut Warnings: Fingering, oral sex (female and male receiving), unprotected sex (wrap it up y’all), multiple orgasms. Idk. It’s just filthy. Nipple play. Squirting, fingering. Mirror sex? Sorta. Face riding sorta?

Authors Note: Thank you so much to @flowerboykun for helping me look over this!! 💕 and always thank you to my soulmate @here4btsfics for helping me edit and beta this ilysm 💕 Authors Note 2: @the-boy-meets-evil happy Valentine's Day to you my darling! I hope you enjoy 💕💕💕💕 lot's of luv ur fave demon.

Banner Credits: @classicscreations

 Cross Posted to AO3

© wongyuseokie 2023. All rights reserved.

“Hao, I’m only doing this to show you I love you,” you complained as you plopped down on the yoga mat. 

You had been talking about how you were sore and tired, and your boyfriend suggested yoga, and after a few kisses and puppy eyes, you agreed. 

“Hao,” you said breathlessly as Minghao sat behind you.

“You look hot, by the way,” you complimented as you checked out his reflection in the mirror in the living room. 

“Focus, kitten,” Minghao said, his voice low and husky. 

“Okay, first of all. I’m very hands-on, so if anything makes you uncomfortable, please let me know. Still, there will be gentle touches to help optimise your yoga session and, of course, to help correct any positions,” Minghao explained, his hot breath fanning over your neck. 

You squeaked out a ‘yes,’ as Minghao pulled you closer into his body; his legs were placed on either side of your body. 

“Okay, you’re slouching. Let me, okay?” Minghao said softly, and you nodded as Minghao smiled. You smiled back at him, you could see his reflection in the mirror, and you could see how you were practically locked up in his embrace, not that you minded. Minghao smelt sweet, like oranges and lemons; you wanted to press your face into his neck and take in his scent. 

“Where’s your mind at? Bring it back to the room, and keep your eyes on yourself in the mirror,” Minghao said, making you nod as you moved your eyes back to focus on your reflection of you and Minghao in the mirror. 

“Okay, your back needs to be straighter,” Minghao said as he wrapped an arm around your waist, resting under the swells of your breasts. As he pulled you closer into his body, you bit your lip to keep from moaning as he pulled you into him. You had to suppress another soft moan as your body brushed against his taut body. 

“Good girl,” Minghao praised as he moved his arm away and placed it on your thighs.

“Take five deep breaths in and five out, and then we can start with stretching your legs out,” Minghao suggested, and you nodded, doing as he said. 

You took in five deep breaths, shuddering as Minghao did the same, feeling your pussy flutter as his hot breath fanned over your neck. 

“Good, now open your eyes slowly,” Minghao instructed, his voice soft yet commanding you to want to submit yourself to his touch. 

“Open your legs, spread them out, and I’ll slowly help you stretch them out,” Minghao said, knowing exactly what his words sounded like and how incredibly suggestive they were. 

“Uh, sorry?” You asked, confused at precisely what Minghao wanted from you. 

“Should I show you?” Minghao asked, and you nodded at his reflection, making him smile. 

Minghao moved his hands across your thighs, helping you to uncross your legs and keep them stretched out in front of you. 

“You seem wound up,” Minghao noted with a smirk as he placed his hands on your thighs. “You know, kitten. Sometimes, there are unconventional methods to try out, to put someone at ease,” Minghao purred into your ear, making your pussy clench. 

“Do tell,” you said breathlessly as you felt Minghao turn you around in his grip to face him. Minghao smirked as he leaned in to place his lips on yours, making you melt into the kiss immediately. 

“Relax, sweet girl, if I want to stretch you out properly, I need you to calm down, trust me, I’ll make you feel good,” Minghao said as he moved to kiss you again. 

Minghao’s plump lips moved against yours slowly as you slowly eased into his touch. You sighed in pleasure as he moved his soft lips against yours, felt him run his tongue along your lower lip, and opened your mouth slightly to allow him to push his tongue inside. 

Minghao’s hands wrapped around your thigh as his fingers trailed closer to your cloth-covered cunt. 

“Relax, sweet girl. This will be the best yoga class ever. You’ll feel relaxed,” Minghao purred, and you felt yourself give in and nod. Minghao’s hands moved up to the straps of your sports bra, he pulled away from the kiss to look at you, and you nodded. Minghao pushed your sports bra straps down, hissing when he saw your breasts. 

“Fuck, so pretty,” Minghao praised as his hands moved down from your neck to rest just above your breasts. Minghao moved to start massaging your breasts. 

Minghao squeezed the soft tissue and tugged on your hardening nipples; he replaced his hands with his mouth. He wrapped his lips around your breast, sucking and gently biting your nipples before moving on to the next one, 

“Fuck,” you moaned as you gripped onto him shaking slightly. Minghao pulled his mouth away from you as he pulled you into a kiss. 

“Did you cum from me simply licking your tits?” Minghao asked, and you nodded shyly as you hid your face between his neck and shoulder, and Minghao felt himself harden further as he felt your breasts on his chest. 

“Fucking hell, what will happen when I get my tongue inside you?” Minghao teased, and you squirmed, making him laugh. 

You moaned at his words as Minghao moved his lips back to your breast, his lips sucking your breasts while his thick tongue flicked your nipples. 

“Hao, I’m going to cum,” you moaned as he kept playing with your breasts. You shook on his lap and squirmed as you came down from your second high. Minghao pulled you in for a kiss. 

“Seriously, do you know how hot it is that I can make you cum by just playing with your tits?” You blushed as you hid your head in the space between his neck and shoulder. 

Minghao moved his hand up your thighs, rested it on your leggings, and smirked before speaking. 

“Lie down, and let me take this off you,” Minghao said, and you nodded as Minghao pushed you down onto the mat, pulled off your sports bra, and then tugged off your leggings, leaving you in your damp underwear. 

Minghao moved to place his fingers on your underwear, groaning as he felt the sticky material.

“You’re already fucking wet?” Minghao smirked at you and nodded, sitting up a bit as you watched him touch you. 

“Fucking hell,” Minghao said as he trailed his fingers along your wet folds. 

“Pretty,” Minghao praised as he ran his fingers down to your entrance; he moaned, feeling your wetness. He collected your arousal and trailed his fingers back to your clit. 

Minghao rubbed on your clit in circles, agonisingly slow. He pulled you in for a kiss as he kept rubbing your clit. 

Minghao pulled at your lower lip with his mouth, making you moan. Minghao slipped his thick tongue inside you as you kept whimpering into the kiss. You stilled as your orgasm hit you, his fingers slowly helping you to ride it out. 

Minghao pulled away from the kiss gently as he moved his fingers to your entrance and wet his fingers with your release. He brought his fingers back to his mouth, sucking as he moaned, tasting you. 

“Fuck baby, you taste so good. Come on, open your mouth,” Minghao spoke, and you opened your mouth slightly as Minghao placed his fingers on your lips, sucking his fingers clean. 

“I need to taste you some more, princess,” Minghao said as he placed your legs over his shoulders, smiling as he laid down between your thighs and pushed his thick tongue inside you. Minghao groaned as he tasted you and then moved his mouth to wrap his plush lips around your clit as he sucked. 

Minghao flicked his tongue against your clit, each flick making you arch your back and back into his mouth. He pushed two fingers into you and fingered you hard while you practically rode his face. 

“Fuck,” you gasped as Minghao added another finger. You moaned as you held onto his forearm, as Minghao rubbed his thumb over your clit, while his fingers thrust inside your cunt.

“Pretty girl, one more, give me one more,” Minghao coaxed, and you whimpered as he sped up his fingers inside you, his words pushing you over the edge. 

“Fuck, yes, Hao. Fuck,” you mumbled as you came on his fingers. He slowly pulled his fingers out of you, brought them to his lips, and sucked. “You taste incredible, baby,” Minghao praised as he smiled at you. 

“There are other things to stretch, maybe your mouth as well,” Minghao said cockily, and you nodded as Minghao stood up to strip himself naked. His thick cock stood proud and erect against his toned abs. 

“Come here, baby, let’s test that mouth of yours,” Minghao said as he laid down next to you, and you turned around to get on your knees, and you moved to kneel between his thighs. You would never do something like this, but he was intoxicating, it was like he put you under a spell, and you were willing to submit to his every request. 

You moved your mouth down his body until you reached his thick cock. It was hard and ready; it was begging to be touched. You wrapped your lips around his thick length. You moved your mouth up and down his length, and he started groaning and fisting his hands on the yoga mat. 

“Fucking hell, Y/N, you take me so well.” You moaned around his cock, the vibrations making him buck into your mouth. 

“Fuck Y/N, let me fuck you,” Minghao moaned, and you nodded at him feeling your cunt clench at the thought of his thick cock splitting you open. 

Minghao ran the head of his cock along your wet fold, making you whimper as he did so. He pushed in and went as slow as possible. You were so tight for him. The way your cunt wrapped around him, he thought he would cum right then. You were so wet, warm, and tight for him. 

“Fucking hell, you are so fucking tight.” You moaned as Minghao grabbed your waist and started to thrust into you. 

“Fucking hell Hao,” you sighed as you fell forward, holding the yoga mat for support. 

“So good,” you whimpered as he kept pounding into you. Minghao was so incredibly thick, and his thickness was splitting you in two. It felt so good the way he stretched you out. 

“You like that?” Minghao asked as he slapped your ass. 

“Yes, fucking hell,” you moaned as he kept fucking you, his thrusts relentless, the way he angled his hips to hit the spot inside you that had you begging for more. You wailed as you came, clenching around his cock. Minghao groaned as he came soon after, making you moan as his warmth filled you up. 

He pulled out of you slowly and moved down, placing his mouth on your pussy. His hands grabbed your ass and spread the cheeks apart as he stuck his tongue inside your cunt, licking his cum out of you as you shook with the overstimulation. 

Minghao fingered your cunt until you snapped and wailed as he made you squirt, you felt your legs tremble, and your orgasm took over you. 

Minghao gently laid down next to you and pulled you into his arms. 

“That was so fucking hot,” he groaned as you blushed, hiding your face in his toned chest. 

“Wasn’t that better than a typical yoga session?” Minghao asked. 

“How do you feel?” 

“Zen.” 

[tekumaniac311]

A Dragon's Hunt: Part 2

An hour's past and the entire team was around a table, littered with files of the rat whom Drago calls Sirhc. Berserkerine took one of the files and read "Sheesh...don't have kids at 50 folks.." he shrugged. "Too much coddling..not enough disclipine." Said Mama as she peaked at the file Berserk was reading. "Well, dang...I guess when he tried to tell those folks on the holonet to leave him, all he did was show he was incredibly quick to anger and can be easily provoked." Leopardaisy said, shaking her head.

Prettybird then reached for a file out of curiosity, but as she opened it her eyes widened, her face went completely white, well, whiter than ever, in shock she immediately closed it and placed it back on the table. Drago noticed. "Yeah..that's the worst of his history. And fun fact, it occurred on my 20th birthday." Prettybirds color slowly returned but was still in shock "His own.."

FixFox shrugged at one of the files "Never learning from past mistakes...jeez at least i made notes with whatever went wrong from a gadget i made.." She murmured. Meanwhile Lemur was also reading through some of Sirhc's history and came across his family tree "His half brother looks like he just lives pretending Sirhc doesn't exist..guess it's for the best."

"And you requested Poppy permission for you to go on a Seek and Destroy mission for this guy?" Dogbite asked his second in command "Yes. Her answer was en emphatic no." Drago replied, but he gave a steady huff "But I am STILL going to find and end this disease of a person if it's the last thing i do, he never deserved to be bailed out after what he did!"

"Drago, darling. You have to cool it, maybe a little zen or reading would help?" Mama asked softly "Or maybe a little gaming, i know you don't game much but hey, might take your mind off of it." Leopardaisy offered "Sorry, Leopard. But the only way i can get my mind off this is taking this freak out for good..." He said walking away.

Time later, Drago had decided to contact one of the members of Dogday's team, particularly the one he was closest the most: Craftycorn. "Crafty? Sorry to bother but can I ask you a favour, one to another?"

"Well sure, what is it?" Crafty responded "I am looking for a guy by the name of Sirhc, do you think since your team is in a different galaxy right now, you could find him while i try and search in the galaxy my team's currently patroling?" Crafty smiled "Well, sure. i can do that for you." Drago smiled, then his expression turned firm "But Crafty, let me warn you. The information of Sirhc isn't pretty, see you later." With that he ends the contact.

A week past of Drago in past time searching for Sirhc in his team's current galaxy but to no avail, taking Leopardaisy's advice in trying to take his mind off or simply meditating did, to his surprise, help him feel better. It didn't take long for him to try and forget about this whole drama of Sirhc..perhaps maybe he should just--

Drago's communicator buzzed as Drago turned it on, there was Crafty's hologram, she had a serious expression on her face.

"Hey, Drago...We recently went to another galaxy to patrol and...I found him..I found Sirhc."

TO BE CONTINUED

AU belongs to @onyxonline

Ocs belong to me.

[nineblooddances-if]

What's their snuggling position? big spoon? little spoon? A knife?

THE COMMANDER'S SLEEPING POSITIONS

COMMANDER AAPO I LIBERTAS 

Zen Style

Not right away, he's def making you sleep on the floor. He's also not a cuddler.

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COMMANDER ANIL/AIDEN II LUXURIA 

Spooning.

Anil: The Big Spoon MC: The Litte Spoon If you're a still sleeper, shes holding you just cause. If you move around, she's holding you to keep you still.

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COMMANDER ALICE III GULA 

Entwined.

She's a big cuddler.

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COMMANDER ERIC/EDWARD IV AVARITIA  

Loosey Tethered. (Loose spoon)

He's not a big cuddler, nor does he sleep

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COMMANDER LOUIS V IRA  

Starts Back-to-Back transitions into a Honeymoon Hug

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COMMANDER GABRIEL VI MENDAX 

Leg Hug

He sleeps directly on her back.

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COMMANDER DAMEION VII VIOLENTI 

The Crab or Starfish

He moves around and can't sleep still.

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COMMANDER LUCY OR LUCIUS VIII FICTUS 

The Pursuit.

They want to act all cool and relaxed.

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COMMANDER TRENT IX PRODITIO 

Face to Face.

He likes looking at you but grows far too hot to cuddle.

[astercontrol]

Ok here's a dark little thought about post-1982 Flynn.

So, on the Discord we were discussing something I've mentioned a bunch of times before: the idea of copying a program to another system.

The reason I believe Legacy Tron was a copy, is basically just this: In real-life computers, unless a program is running off a removable disk, copying is the only way to move it from one computer to another. If you move a program to a new computer, the original will, by default, still be in the computer you moved it from. You'd have to actively choose to delete it, if you don't want it to be there.

And a few more ideas that came up were:

- What if this happens when moving a program out into the "real world," too? Like Quorra, at the end of Legacy? Does it leave behind an in-system copy, who can't ever fully leave the system, except by being deleted?

-What if this happens to digitized Users, too? What if Flynn left behind a program version of himself, when he got back out of the Encom system, that first time?

-What if it happens every time? What if Flynn went back in and out of the Encom system a bunch of times, and every time it created a new Program Flynn?

-What would happen to all these duplicates? Would they simply be stuck there forever unless they were deleted? Could they be merged together?

And since then... my mind has extrapolated this to the backstory of Legacy, in some really disturbing ways.

What if, by the time he makes the new Grid, he's figured out a way to stop these proliferating copies from happening every time... But he still knows how to make it happen on command, if he wants to.

And what if this is how he created Clu2.

This would explain why Clu seems to be made in his image in a way other programs aren't-- seems to be a duplicate of him on some deep level, perhaps even sharing his memories.

And it would also explain why he's so sure that neither he nor Clu would survive reintegration.

Because that would mean he's done it before.

Not on himself -- but on his earlier copies, in his attempts to reduce their numbers without outright killing them.

He found that his copies never survived being merged back together. And based on his knowledge of how it works, he sees no way his "real" self could survive it either.

Maybe he doesn't know for sure what else would happen, if his real self were to merge with a copy. But he has plenty of experience to suggest that neither one would survive.

And the fact that he, prior to all those "zen" years of becoming more enlightened, was someone who did all that to his programs...

...might also explain part of why Clu turned out the way he did.

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Can we get Genji, Cassidy, Hanzo and Zenyatta with a feral kid? Like, the kid usually wanders around Overwatch’s bases and the only reason they haven’t been sent off is because they used to be under Talon’s command? They’re very quiet and skittish, but let’s say those four show them an ounce of affection or something other than cold neutrality? Flash forward to Talon trying to attack the base and the kid goes FERAL. Guard dog little child that is extremely overprotective :D

No problem

Overwatch with feral child

Genji

He tried his best to show you he wasn't going to hurt you

Once you were comfortable around him, he took you under his wing

When Talon attacked the base and Genji was struggling against Sombra you suddenly tackled her

Genji was shocked hut quickly cheered you on

After the battle, he decided to spoil you and get you your favorite food to celebrate

Cassidy

When he heard you didn't have any parents he decided he was going to be your parent

Once you're comfortable around him, he starts becoming a bit of a father figure

When Talon attacks the base, he was fighting Reaper when you intervened and tackled Reaper

Cole froze for a second before quickly joining you

After you both won, he picks you up, puts you on his shoulders, and happily tells everyone what you did to save him

Hanzo

Very confused when he spotted you wandering around the base

When he heard why you were there he felt bad that you didn't have anybody

He knew he probably wasn't the best option but decided to try and help anyway

When Talon was attacking, Hanzo was fighting Doomfist when you decided to help

Once Talon ran off Hanzo set one hand on your shoulder and sincerely thanked you for helping him

If you happen to hug him he'll freeze before hugging you back

Zenyatta

Zenyatta happily took you under his wing and became a good influence towards you

He helped you with the bad memories and became a bit of a safe space for you

When Talon attacked, Zen was trying to get you to safety but was struggling to dodge Widowmaker's bullets

When he turned around you were gone and he glanced back towards Widowmaker to see you tackling her

Once Talon ran off, Zen quickly went over to you and checked you for injuries before thanking you for helping him