#robot roomates

[spookyforestcryptid]

I'm writing a fic on AO3

Shameless self promotion for a fic that isn't even good, but here we go:

I'm writing a roadrage / rw triple divorce fic (whatever you call sunsxpebblesxnsh). It updates everyday with very ridiculously short chapters filled with gay robots :). It would be cool if you guys could check it out? maybe? idek

[mychlapci]

draw him with his legs tied apart and pussy gaping, pouring and prolapsed. will make u feel better it worked for me

i'm on it boss o7

[welcometogrouchland]

Bee and puppycat lazy in space I love you so so much it's not even funny

[lazyjellyfish300]

Mom and Dad are fighting on Christmas 🎄⛄🖤

Miguel O'Hara x wife reader

TW: MINORS DNI, angst, relationship and marriage troubles, fighting, insecurity, jealousy, postpartum, talk of divorce, mild smut at the end (p in v, idk to me it's mild, I've seen worse) word count 3.3k

Credit to the gif owner keezinemugstudent! 🙏🏽

Synopsis: your marriage to Miguel is on the brink of collapse. He wakes up and tries to fix it on Christmas. Jerry Maguire inspired. 😁

Valentine's Day spinoff sequel

Mother's Day ending blurb

I tried to write something angsty. Hope everyone had/is having a good holiday season! ⛄

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Miguel's in the doghouse and he knows it. You requested a separation after you reached your limit. The kids were sick in the weeks following Thanksgiving and before Christmas and he spent the whole time working late and coming home at suspicious hours in the morning, leaving you drowning. You and the kids were piled in yours and Miguel's bed when you'd hear him come home, the front door closing and his familiar footfalls dredging down the hall, pausing only at the fridge before passing out on the couch. Oh you hated him right now. The resentment had creeped in and poisoned the marriage inside and out when he became exceedingly obsessed with work.

Protecting the stability of the multiverse was a huge undertaking, but, like all things in his life, Miguel took it to the next level. But when it came to his personal life, he was grievously lacking. The passion where you two would do it twice a day and couldn't keep your hands out of each other's pants? Ancient history. The small pecks you'd trade in the mornings were a thing of the past. Gone were the days you two would text all day and go out for dates. You didn't so much as get an "on my way home" text, instead letting the sound of his car pulling in the driveway be your confirmation of his return. You two were more roomates at this point than husband and wife.

Traditionally, on Christmas Eve after the kids went to bed, you two would take that time for each other, eating the cookies for Santa that were conveniently your favorite kind, placing the presents you two carefully shopped for and wrapped (well, mostly you wrapped), under the tree. A hysterical giggle would escape your lips at the milk mustache on Miguel's face. Then you'd two get busy on the floor in front of the fireplace, fighting back laughter as you tried to keep your moans down, every year struggling a little bit more than before because your knees weren't what they used to be before taking it to your bedroom for one more round before the chaos of Christmas morning began.

He was perfect in the beginning. The romance between you two used to be at an all time high. He was a nerd in the same friend circle when you knew him in high school, wickedly smart, the guy who won the Robotics and Math Olympiad comps and got visits from Ivy League college STEM departments, eager to scoop up his talent. Sure, he was cute, but when he went to college is when you heard he had a major glow up and became kind of cocky. You heard about how he became Spider-Man and was pretty much the greatest thing since sliced bread in the eyes of the people, saving lives and fighting villains and all. You knew how the opposite gender seemed to malfunction and forget how to act around him, so you stifled away your tiny crush you had on him for years in the smallest crevice in your brain in a forgotten folder, never thinking it'd see the light of day.

When you saw him at your high school reunion, you decided to be brave and remark on how they're playing Nickelback, which he shrugged and said he actually enjoyed them, to which you sheepishly admitted that you really enjoyed them deep down too, you just couldn't resist making yourself the person to talk shit, since there's always gotta be one hater when Nickelback comes on. A canon event, if you will. This earned a tiny side smile from him, a chink in his stoic armor. After 8 beers, some flirty jests, and a little backseat rendezvous in his car, that became the last night that you two spent apart.

You were a single mom and he was a single dad. He had Gabi who was now 10 and you had Marcus who was now 6. Then you two had little Anthony together who was now 2. At first he was at all the doctors appointments, all the parent teacher conferences, he knew what the kids were doing in school. He did bed times every night, reading in a silly voice with Gabi and Marcus both balancing on his lap while you rocked baby Anthony, smiling when you heard the kids giggling from the other room. You'd walk in after baby Anthony fell asleep in his crib, your heart melting as you saw this handsome giant of a man usually known to be cold and serious to everyone else, turn into the doting husband and loving father you knew him to be. Now, years of the monotony of every day life, pressures of raising a family, and the dying egalitarian attitude you two had as partners snowballed into your own version of Gottman's four horses, leading your marriage to Miguel into apocalypse.

At first, he welcomed the separation as you two battled in the kitchen.

"You wanna separation, fine, I'll do you one better. I'll fucking leave! Felicia's better company anyway," he smirked.

There wasn't real truth behind his statement, but he knew it would hurt you when you heard it. He'd be lying if he said Felicia wasn't an attractive woman, but, she simply wasn't you. He had learned his lesson on cheating years ago when he fumbled his relationship with Gabi's mother.

Ouch. But his words could be daggers when he wanted them to be, and he knew just how to twist them into you. Of course it was Felicia. Felicia, the gorgeous Black Cat recruit from work. Her silvery hair that halted midway down her back and startling blue eyes that could drown any man in them. She didn't have kids either, a life with her promised excitement, passion, and freedom. She was witty and funny and had a way of making anyone in her vicinity listen when she spoke. And to add insult to injury, she had a killer body.

After giving birth, you became so busy, and with reassurance from Miguel that you were still beautiful to him, you let your desire to get your body to "snap back" sit on the back burner. Signs of motherhood and postpartum marked you with purple stripes running vertical on your soft belly and a new plushness to your thighs. Basically, Felicia was a complete 180 from the woman you were, which made the sting of his words that much more unbearable. He took your vulnerabilities and threw them in your face.

"Oh so you admit it, finally! I know there was something going on between you two. Makes sense. She's a gorgeous woman, right? She can fucking have you then. What, are you in love with her?"

Miguel rolled his eyes, annoyed with the superficialness of your statement and your obsession with looks, despite him reassuring you many times that he wouldn't look at other women.

"I'm not in love with her, but she doesn't nag me all the fucking time like you do. I bust my ass every day for this family so you don't have to work. I don't know who this new woman is that I'm looking at right now and what she's done with my wife, but it's not the woman I fell in love with. It would be nice if you could show me a little appreciation once in a while."

You felt your blood pressure rise.

"Appreciation.... APPRECIATION, are you fucking kidding me?! I was up all goddamn night with Gabi and Marcus. I run this fucking household all by myself. I quit my fucking career to stay home and raise your kids. Do you not understand how lonely that is?"

"I'M LONELY!!! " he yells, triggered, the feelings bottled up, fizzed over and hurtled at you like a cork on a champagne bottle. "How do you think I feel? I got women at work practically throwing themselves at me but I don't do anything about it because I'm a good husband. Meanwhile, my own wife doesn't wanna fuck me. I'm a prisoner in my own fucking house."

Your eyes almost slipped from their sockets from rolling them so hard. He seemed to want a cookie and a gold star for just being loyal, the bare minimum.

"Oh, so you wanna fuck them? Go ahead! Maybe I'd fuck you if you actually gave a shit about me and not like I'm some damn fleshlight you use to get off!" You hurl back.

He left and checked into a hotel down the street.

A few weeks had passed and it was now Christmas. You were getting used to being separated but your heart still ached in your chest. You couldn't go on doing life, when the one person you did life with was nowhere to be found. You couldn't listen to your favorite songs, eat your favorite foods, or even look at your own children without being reminded of him. Gabi was his spitting image. Same with Anthony. Even Marcus, who was his stepson, started adopting Miguel's mannerisms. The way he'd scratch his head while he did his math homework, deep in concentration.

It was Christmas evening at your mom's. You joined the other women in your family, your non-politically correct Aunt, your soft spoken sister-in-law, your mother with a don't-try-me attitude, and your younger sister with a sass to rival your mother's. You were all complaining about the men in your lives, your aunt rattling off about her 3 ex husbands but, 'hey she collects alimony from two of them so she can't complain!', your younger sister complaining about the frat guys at college who just wanna get in your pants, your sister in law who's silent the whole time (your brother treats her like a queen), and your mom about your asshole dad with an erratic mother who was incapable of cutting the apron strings and made her life a living hell. The kids are laughing and playing in the basement, eagerly trying out their new Nintendo Switch Santa left under the tree.

"I'm here for my wife."

Your feminine council meeting is interrupted by an unwelcome masculine figure. It's your estranged husband, Miguel, the coffee-colored strands of hair that hung over his forehead starting to wet from the snowflakes that melted under the warmth of the room as he stepped inside, a look of regret and longing embedded in his eyes that you hadn't seen since your earliest days of knowing him.

His strong hands dangled at his sides in fists, his chest heaving up and down. His navy blazer bearing dark water stains from the melted snow. He had a revelation at work. He and Peter B. stopped an anomaly that was terrorizing the streets of Queens in Peter's universe. The battle was close, almost a little too close to where he lived, putting MJ and Mayday in direct danger. After the job was done, the moving and emotional reunion between Peter B., MJ, and Mayday was his epiphany.

As the little family reveled in their joy and relief of evading the ultimate disaster, the only thing there for Miguel at the point of his return was the inanimate, empty, thin walls of his apartment and the thoughts of you, his severed family, that inevitably haunted him. He needed you back. He needed to apologize and fix it now.

He ran from your house to your mom's in the snow and all. It was the first Christmas Eve he spent not in between your thighs and buried deep inside you. It was the first Christmas morning he didn't wake up to Gabi's blueberry pancakes and Marcus tackling him while Anthony screamed in delight. It was going to be the first Christmas night without his family by his side, an uncomfortably obvious empty seat at the table he rightfully belonged. Next to you.

Sometimes you don't know the value of something until it's gone. Sometimes life gets in the way and you forget to appreciate the person in front of you. Why did I treat my wife like garbage when all she ever wanted was for me to ask how her day was? Why were we on our way to winding up like both sets of our parents? Doomed to repeat the cycle of divorce and hurt. Doomed to lose your faith in love and marriage like all the maternal figures in your family before you did.

Now here he was, in the living room while your mom, sister, and aunt moved towards each other, eyes squinting, three pitbulls willing to jump in on your behalf while your sister in law just stayed frozen in place. He was in enemy territory and he needed to choose his words carefully.

"Not here Miguel..."

"YES here. Right now." He says in a firm voice. "You're not getting rid of me, woman."

You scoff, almost amused by his sudden urgency and painting you like you're the one who wanted this family to be broken apart.

"The kids are downstairs..." you start to say, hoping that the mention that innocent ears could be prying into the adult conversation would help him simmer down.

"I'll see them in a minute." He says flatly.

"I miss my wife...."-he chokes on the last word, wife.

"And I want her to come home." He knew at any time his words would give way to the reservoir of tears built up behind it.

You stood there, incredulous.

"I don't want to come home to an empty apartment. I don't want my own bed. I'm ashamed it took me losing you and the kids for me to wake up. And, I'm so so sorry. I'll do whatever I can to be better. To be a better man for you and the husband that you needed. We both got caught up in real life and focused on the kids so much that we lost each other. Well, this is me trying to find my way back."

Your lips parted slightly as your breathing became heavier. This was all you ever wanted to hear him say. Stop neglecting the love between you two that laid dormant, a plant starved of sunshine. For him to finally shake off the stubborn shackles that was his ego and express himself to you. Let him allow you back into his heart, no longer as a guest, but a permanent resident.

"You're... you're everything to me. And I'm not leaving here tonight until you let me know if you'd allow me the opportunity to get hurt by you again," a tear rolled down his cheek, his scarlet eyes yearning, his hands pining for the feel of you. As though the madness of not having you alone could stop his heart from beating, stop his world from turning, rearrange life as he knew it into a hollow existence not worth seeing.

Your own reservoir could not be held back any longer and started to roll down your cheeks. He managed to peel back the walls you built with his apology, revealing the woman underneath who just missed her husband.

He steps closer to you now, eager to bridge the rest of the space between your bodies.

"You still love me?" he asked softly.

Your chest heaves, shoulders raising then falling sharply, feeling yourself crack with exasperation under his burning gaze as you softly answer,

"Never stopped."

He grabs you and pulls you into him, his embrace is tight as though you'd disappear if he dared to break it. He tangles a hand in your hair and presses his cheek into your head, his eyes closed, drinking in the scent he'd been away from for weeks. You bury your face in his chest, trying to make yourself small and allowing his frame to swallow you whole, not minding his wet shirt and blazer that still have a slight chill on them from the storm outside, allowing your body heat to seep into his. You both began to rock back and forth a little bit, still locked inside your hug. It was as though the passing of time had evaporated and it was only you two in the room, nevermind your family witnessed the whole thing.

After several long moments, you pull apart and he offers you one of his dazzling smiles, one you hadn't seen in months. The kids have made their way upstairs and shriek with excitement when they see their dad and Miguel bends down to scoop them up. You smile and stand beside your mom who scoops you into a side hug. With her blessing, Miguel stays and celebrates the rest of Christmas with you and your family.

Gabi, Marcus, and Anthony are now all tucked in. The sugar from the chocolate they consumed all day had worn off, making them crash hard in their beds. You and Miguel are cuddled up on the couch watching the fireplace, taking some needed time as a couple. You stroke his strong arms that are wrapped around you with your fingertips, watching the way the flames leap and spark in the air when they crackle against the charred wood. You look up at him and feel a wave of desire wash over you that you had pent up for months as you study his chiseled features and the way the fire's glow highlights his skin.

"Should we end this Christmas with a bang?" You ask, pun fully intended.

Miguel looks at you tiredly, trying to act like that wasn't a witty remark but he lets out a chuckle. "I'd love to," he whispers.

He takes both your cheeks in his large hands and brings his lips to you immediately. They're soft and full. You feel yourself melting into him every time he sandwiches yours in between them. He reclines you backwards, slowly, until he's on top of you. He lets the weight of his body and hips come down on you little by little, making you arch your back, so your body can better receive him.

Once he lets you taste his tongue, you open your mouth wider, permitting him to deepen the kiss, tossing kindle onto the growing flame between you two, and it's not the one in your fireplace. You take your turn to dial up the heat, seizing his bottom lip in a gentle nip from your teeth, earning a low groan from Miguel and a tightened grip on your hair.

As you continue your steamy makeout session, he begins to hump gently against your clothed body, a nonverbal plea for the wet friction only the inside of you can provide.

After your frantic hands strip each other of your clothes, you've transitioned so you're straddling him in the lotus position, goosebumps popping up all over your skin as your bare body meets his, a high pitched gasp escaping you as you sink down onto him, his mouth falling open and his eyes shutting closed as he breathes in your ear,

"God, I missed you, baby."

You whine into his neck as you coil your fists in his hair. His hands fly to the soft flesh of your sides, using them to move you up and down, his haggard breaths making you weaker and weaker by the minute. You hum,

"I missed you even more."

The next move of his hips is harder than you anticipated, causing your brain to go fuzzy with pleasure.

"How much?" he exhales in a sultry tone.

"I couldn't stop thinking about you all week,"your tone turning into pleading as you feel yourself approaching your limit.

Miguel can't help but feel himself lose his mind a little bit at your words and at your reaction, sensing you won't be able to hold on much longer.

He lays you down, while still keeping himself inside. He slows down to a more sensual pace, breathing in the sight of your wild hair clinging to the couch cushions, evidence of him hitting you in all the right spots every time the inner corners of your eyebrows squinch upwards and your lips fall open.

His loving eyes burn with worship of your body and how well you're doing as he runs a thumb along your chin then pulls down your bottom lip, leans in and mumbles quietly into your mouth,

"Merry Christmas, Mrs. O'Hara."

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🖤

[leidensygdom]

when your robot roomate happens to be mostly interested in finding love in her college years, and she likes to be dramatic all over your goddamn room-

(argyros just wants someone to hug!!)

[bamsara]

"...Did you just sniff me?" (The prompt thing but it’s just sun or moon talking to the kitten)

(Kinda spoilers for folks who haven't read SL, but not really. I really liked how this drabble turned out, so lemme know you guy's thoughts)

It's when you get up to use the restroom at night do you hear a voice coming in through your living room.

It catches your ear one step out of the washroom, and you pause in the hallway. Down the corrridor, you're careful not to step on the wood that creaks or peak too far out of the doorway, still half-asleep and wondering what soft, low sentences are coming from inside your home.

You're not scared it's an intruder because the Daycare Attendant would simply Not Allow That (in gentler terms, Sun puts it. Moon is harsher.) and it can't be Gramps because the clock on the wall says it's 2:34 AM and he'd rather suffer through learning how to work a smart phone than do maintence in the middle of the night, so you peer into the hallway. The TV is on, maybe?

It's not. There's no light, so it takes some time for your eyes to adjust, the only source of illumination comes from the eyes of your animatronic roomate. Moon's eyes are a cool pale color, a calm white, and it casts a glow over the little moving kitten standing on the sofa in front of him.

Moon speaks, quietly, softly enough in ways that you know he's been programmed and well practiced in, so you don't hear the exact words until the kitten steps forwards, timid, and it's nose touches the tips of animatronic's extended fingers.

"Did you just sniff me?" His tone is quiet and light, head cocking to the side. Not out of confusion, but he sounded like he was teasing, like talking to a toddler. Moon keeps his hand still. The kitten, still cautious, touches it's nose to his thumb and doesn't flinch when he brushes it over it's head. "Good girl. We're friends. See?"

The kitten still shakes as Moon's finger runs over it's back, a small, puny thing that's only known the cold and hungry. Then, it falls back. Hair raising slightly and eyes wide. Moon's hand pauses, then falls back to the sofa, unmoving, and waits for the kitten to approuch again.

You bite your tongue when he raises his finger slightly, and softly makes a familier noise. "Pssp pssp pssp pssp. Here. Come here."

Some memories arise in the back of your mind as the kitten judges it's options, staring at the robot's hand with a mixture of caution and curiosity. You run your fingers down your arm and across your wrist, mindlessly.

You're about to make your leave, preferably without disturbing them and go back to your room when Moon speaks, this time a little louder. "It didn't work on you."

You pause, head turning back towards the sofa. Moon hasn't torn his gaze away from the kitten, but he's aware of your prescenes. Probably from the beginning, given he was a robot and all. Better senses and all that. You softley smile. "It didn't, but this time you're trying your best not to be scary. That's the difference, right?"

"Hmm." Moon makes a low hum, thoughtful . The kitten has found entertainment with the ribbons around his wrist, fears forgotten as the robot twists his hand. A moment, and Moon's head raises up, slowly turning to face you in the doorway.

A stretched grin is etched across his face, the eye on his darker side dimming to a red. "You're up late, brat."

You roll your eyes and wave a hand over your shoulder. "Don't get started. I'm going back to bed."

Snickering echoes from the living room as you enter the bedroom, cracking the door open an inch so he doesn't have to turn the knob and make a noise when he enters later (because he always does, without fail, if anything to vandalize your notebooks while you slept) and climbs back underneath the covers.

[akarisandraws]

What are your top 10 most favorite Sonic ships and why don't skip out any detail

Its about time i give my two cents on this tbh.

LETS GO!!

SONADOW:

I can't honestly say something that hasn't been said before, because this ship is massive. And for a good reason. Its just the epitome of all the things I like. Rivals to friends to lovers, red and blue, opposing yet complementary personalities, good chemistry, the list goes on and on.

Its just that mutual respect yet banter that always gets me. I've TRIED abandoning ship, trust me. But this ship was just tailored to my tastes, and i cant get rid of the brainrot so much that it has become a problem :)

2. TAILSMO:

MMMMM THE PAIN. I love this ship because its so innocent and cutsey while being absolutely depressing!

Cosmo deserved SO MUCH MORE than what she got, and to this day it makes me so sad we never got Sonic X season 4 in where Cosmo comes back as a robot or something. The seed she left at the end too! They Absolutely wanted to bring her back and i will forever be sad about it.

3. SURGEAMY:

I say it all in this post, but in a nutshell, Surge needs someone as positive as Amy to heal.

4. WHISPANGLE

And they were roomates

Ever since they got introduced i just KNEW the artists were gonna ship these two. This ship is almost as good as canon tbh. Love me some sapphic girlies.

5. SILVESPIO:

Another rare pair that is just SO GOOD.

I started shipping it after that one Sonic IDW issue, and it just stuck. Silver being overwhelmed and Espio just calming him is so domestic fluff that i cant even-

6. VECTILLA

They were adorable in Sonic X. Also Vector would be a cool ass dad to Cream AND Charmy.

7. KNUXOUGE

I know ppl are gonna burn me at the stake for ranking it so low, and it probably should go a bit more up, but yeah, i like Knuxouge. Its not like my OTP, but as a bg ship, its great!

8. SONAZE:

Just the duality of the same concept but diferent attitude about it.

They're both guardians on their own way, but while Blaze thinks its a burden Sonic Thinks its a blessing. The parallels are just YUMMY. And also Blaze deserves a golden retriever bf.

9. SONALLY

They were canon, okay? When i was little i remember loving them together while reading the archie comics. They were so sappy and Sonic was OOC but like, they made me happy. And that hasn't faded yet.

10. BUNNTOINE

Again, same case as Knuxouge. I like it a lot, but its not like i'll lose my sleep over them. They are a cute canon couple!

Here we go!

Super sorry for the late reply!

Thanks for the ask!

[blond-jerk-tourney]

Blond Sweetheart Tourney: Round 2, Poll 11

Propaganda from submitters Under Cut

Kaveh

His roomate tells us he got scammed into buying keychains because the seller claimed the profits would go towards children in need. He's an idealist, sometimes at great cost to his own wellbeing. When he won a contest with a large cash prize, he immediately donated it all because he didn't agree with the guy that was offering it, and felt like he shouldn't keep money if he wasn't going to do what the gifter would want, despite being in debt. He does something similar again when someone offers him a teaching position that would pay better than freelance commissions, but it turns out he would have to scam families and teach children improperly and lie about the 'ease' of architecture. He does actually end up taking the kids on, but after sending the guy that offered him the job to jail. He gives all his food to foxes in the desert. He does have a bit of a temper, and is a bit iffy about receiving direct kindness at times - related to him believing he was responsible for his father dying. He's so silly and his greatest embarrassment is that he lives with his roomate as if they don't fight in public so often npcs are literally sick of them. He'll still fret about the roomate being in danger. Naturally.

He has a little robot briefcase called "Mehrak" which is such a sweet name

Sora Harukawa

a cheerful and sensitive character who others find easy to talk to!

SORA SWEEP VOTE SORA!! LOOK AT THIS SWEET FACE [with image]

[ohifonlyx33]

(Before you choose "Other" let me mention, just off the top of my head, some of the more popular ones I've already seen such as: Goblin, Doom At Your Service, Crash Landing On You, Her Private Life, True Beauty, So I Married The Anti-fan, Healer, W: Two Worlds, It's Okay Not to Be Okay, What's Wrong With Secretary Kim?, I am Not A Robot, and My Roomate Is A Gumiho.)

[charseraph]

Desperately looking for a black & white comic that seemed to be translated, some panels were viewed left to right but the majority of the comic was right to left.

The main character was a simple, abstract cartoony figure. It lived in a house in the middle of a void, and had an abstract shaped ghost roommate that came out of the walls.

The roommate stole food from the other’s refrigerator, so the main character summoned a guardian charm from a catalogue to protect the refrigerator. The catalogue illustrations and names were cute cartoons, but the actual summoned charm was huge and terrifyingly textured, only a vague resemblance of descriptions like, eg another charm’s name, ‘friendly robot’.

The main character asks it to protect the refrigerator and it does. The roomate goes to steal some pudding (“pudding” being separated into two lines like “pud / ding”), and gets punched in the face by a magic fist coming from the refrigerator.

[felis-rach]

5, 9, 20 and 25 for Grimmer and (Umataro) Tenma! ^_^

(I love the need to specify the Tenma that comes with liking Monster and Astro Boy KJSJKSJK)

Grimmer:

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

Hmmm I had to think a bit since I didn't have any song associated to him already - but I think Lysergide Daydream by Will Wood REALLY fits him!

9. Could you be roommates with this character?

Oh he seems like a lovely roomate! I'm very talkative and I like to hears other talk as well so I think we could get along!

20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn't matter?

I think I'll go with Tenma here. They seem like they would be very comfortable around each other, with Grimmer filling the silence and Tenma hearing him talk, and Tenma having the sensibility necessary to help Grimmer better understand his emotions. I do ship those men and I think they'd grow a strong friendship before start dating!

25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

Started Monster hyped to see him because of you. When he showed up, I was like 🥺🥺🥺🥺 this for the whole episode, seeing him being so kind and gentle and nice. Now... oh I still think he's so kind and gentle and nice, even moreso because of how that kindness had to grow from rocks and dried land. He's SUCH and interesting character, my favorite character in Monster, and I want only the best for him.

(Umataro) Tenma:

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

Bro tbh I think all of Will Wood's discography fits him perfectly 💀 but the first that comes to mind is Against the Kitchen Floor, especially in a post-2003 sense Bonus: Science Ashbury Heights and you're to blame. That song fits him PERFECTLY. Bonus bonus: Phantasmagoria Ashbury Heights, I think it resonates a lot with his phase of grieving for Tobio and regretting creating Astro

9. Could you be roommates with this character?

I believe we would murder each other. And I will refrain from any comments that might suggest I'm extremely attracted to this man

20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn't matter?

This would be easier to answer if that wreck of a man didn't hate everyone but hmm. I think he could have a really strong relationship to Shadow, since Shadow quite literally knows him from the inside out. He has nothing to hide, so he can just be honest and open to him. And since he's changing for the better, I think Shadow would be willing to listen. I can see them making projects together and studying the heart of humans and robots, sharing their perspectives as such. And maybe Shadow could open up to him too as he developed his own sense of self but Tenma is still his blueprint. ...Wow, now I want to write about these two. Anyway, I think Tenma's closest friend since forever was always Ochan but since they're also dating I wanted to answer with someone else.

25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

Now that's a funny one, bc I spent 49 episodes of 2003 strictly thinking "oh he's a great antagonist, I can definitely see him having some sort of redemption but I don't think he'll ever go back to Astro and Ochan's life." Then episode 50 happenned and boom. Now I want him to have a 200k words redemption arc actually. Everyone needs to be a happy family. Like I FELT the clown makeup materializing in my face but what can I do man. That hug destroyed me

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[pettypartypooper]

! seo changbin fic recommendation ¡

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summary: changbin is horny but, you're tired. you let him hump your thighs to get off though

cloud 9 [a,s] by @matryosika

word count: 4.9k

sub!changbin headcanons by @multifandomfantasies

baby it’s cold outside [f] by @ppiri-bahng

summary: hand holding, mutual pining, jisung’s a good wingman

say please [s] by ppiri-bahng

drabble [s-ish] by ppiri-bahng

summary: roomate/gym buddy changbin asking you how much you weigh randomly

drabble [s] by @fluffylino

summary: changbin discovering he has a manhandling and size kink

uplifting [s] by @ipegchangbin

word count: 8.7k

summary: “personal trainer changbin” this, “fitness coach changbin” that, what if you were his personal trainer this time? changbin can keep up with his workout routine on his own if he wanted to, but what’s the fun in lifting alone when he can lift with your words of encouragement?

pied piper [s,f] by @seospicybin

summary: campus’s heartbreaker changbin lost a bet that oblige him to be a nude model for an art class where he meets you and you impress him, impress him enough that he tries to charm you into his arms

rope dwaekki [s] by @bbyquokka

word count: 4.7k

summary: changbin is your lil rope bunny

borrowed lace [s] by @sluttywoozi

word count: 4.2k

summary: changbin makes an interesting discovery when you walk in on him about to take a shower, and you both learn things about each other. very interesting things

drabble [s] by @youn9racha

summary: edging changbin

hard thought by @planetdream​

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get spotlight (bang chan, seo changbin, Han jisung) [s] by @hwajin

word count: 3.8k

reset with changbin [s] by @ballelino

word count: 5k

summary: in a society where robot brothels are a normal part of life, you get to ask for what you really want

hard thoughts with changbin [s] by @snow-pegasus

changbin + size kink [s] by @lix-ables

open mind [s] by @straylightdream

word count: 4.5k

if you’re too shy part 2 to open mind [s] by straylightdream

word count: 3.5k

THE FAVORITE. [s,f] by @seospicybin

word count: 22.5k

summary: you find your dream man in changbin only to be his second favorite girl

what happens at the gym, stays at the gym [s] by @bbyquokka

trust [s] by bbyquokka

word count: 6.2k

summary: changbin confesses something to you, hoping you'd forget the next day – but you don't resulting in taking action on his confession 

drabble [s] by @memoiresofaneternaldreamer

videotapes [s] by @matryosika

word count: 12.9k

after hours with changbin [f, sug] by @ipegchangbin

drabble [s] by @seo--changbin

drabble [s] by @planet-dusk

authorized personnel only [s] by planet-dusk

word count: 2k

summary: your boyfriend is an ass man, and tonight you have a surprise in store for him

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[missyblogs]

I had a dream abt a YA boarding school series this afternoon in which the main character is a robot who learns to be human and I kinda love the story my subconscious came up with so here's an AU about it !

-Stephanie is a prototype that was thrown in the trash by her creator bc she didn't turn out the way he wanted

-Sportacus is the one who found her. He is retired here bc he realized that he can't be both a father and an on call hero so he fell back on his tech skills. He passes the time as the city's one weirdly athletic nutty inventor and all around dad bc he feels it's more important to give Stephanie a childhood and a quality education than it is for him to try and help the city on a grander scale.

-He made her a deal tho, she can borrow the crystal and do the hero work if she keeps her grades up, uses her powers for good and listens to her professors. Otherwise he removes it from her main frame and he goes back to doing his old job

-Enter her roomate Trixie >:)

-There is a villain and he is sooooooo much worse than Robbie. He's the one who made Stephanie and threw her in the trash.

He has killed people violently and is looking for world domination with an iron fist. Sportacus is next on his hit list because he actively stands in the way of that goal and he makes continuous attempts on his life that Stephanie repeatedly thwarts, sometimes at the cost of her own health. -Robbie may or may not be his son(?)

-Pixel is the student choreographer for the boarding school, he teaches Stephanie how to dance and he's where she learns her love for it. The teachers put him in charge of the PE dance unit probably because of his connection to modern art forms and pop culture references and knows how to keep his friends engaged and willing to participate

-Stephanie has migraines, despite being a robot. This is because she's been injured in high impact battles and worked on so many times that there is irreparable wear and tear to her circuitry. Sportacus keeps her up and running enough to function and recover but he can't build her a new main frame because he didn't make her and doesn't have her program so she has to live with the headaches. -Robbie may or may not have swiped the program when his dad tossed her to prevent it from being destroyed entirely. This may or may not be an important factoid at the story's climax

[therandosfandos]

Bender Angst episodes you can focus on for edits, fics, or just wanna cry watching your favorite character get mentally tortured

- BENDER'S BIG SCORE IS A TOP ONE

- SO IS BENDER'S GAME

- AND THE BEAST WITH A BILLION BACKS

- the inhuman torch

- I, roomate

- a tale of two Santa's

- the honking

- space Pilot 3000 (some scenes)

- 31st century fox

- related to items you've viewed (some scenes)

- all the way down

- lethal inspection

- T:. The terrestrial

- 40 percent leadbelly

- Free will hunting

- ghost in the machines (THE WAY THEY TREATED HIS BODY MADE ME SO MAD)

- the silence of the clamps

- the mutants are revolting

- Crimes of the hot

- godfellas

- a pharaoh to remember (try not to focus on Bender being an absolute jerk though)

- bendin' in the wind

- I second that emotion

- The birdbot of ice-catraz (eh, a little)

- mothers day kindaaaa (shows benders attention issues for a scene)

- Bender gets made

- raging bender

- how Hermes requisitioned his groove back

- a flight to remember

- hell is other robots

...I'm now realizing almost all of these are all of Benders episodes focused on him in some way...DOES FUTURAMA JUST TORTURE HIM!?

[applepies-and-starlight]

Because apparently a total of 7 people are interested in my stupid crossover AU I guess I gotta introduce both fandoms to each other to give context

Limbus Company, meet Arknights' horny(er) sibling, Azur Lane

Azur Lane, meet Arknights' cryptid roomate, Limbus Company.

Are we all settled in? Yes? No? I don't care either way you're getting explanations under the cut whether you like it or not

(Side note: lore from both games are comically extensive so y'all figure it out in your own time I'm just gonna be giving the important bits for this au)

For the Limbus Fans:

The general knowledge you need to know is that Azur Lane is a kinda-sorta alternate history take where all ww2 ships (+ some ww1 and golden age of piracy ships) are ladies known as Shipgirls and have the ability to summon a thing called Rigging (imagine E.G.O. but its all specifically relegated to bigass canons and airstrike squads) and use that to fight evil magic(?) robots called the Sirens who can practically bend reality and terrorize the seas (and, by extension, humans) for some reason or the other*

(*we know the reason, kinda)

For the crossover specific stuff, it goes in the general direction of an AL collab event: Basically, Siren shenanigans happen, causing the collab characters to appear into a special Mirror Sea (closest thing I can compare it to is a mirror dungeon).

Collab characters then meet up with the Shipgirl group and travel around the Mirror Sea, beating up Siren goons along the way as they try to find a way out.

They eventually meet the 'boss' of the Mirror Sea (usually one of the Sirens' insane collab concoctions) and beat it up, then proceed to take the conveniently placed exit (this has been commented on in the latest collab) out of the Mirror Sea and head back to port with new friends in tow

This is followed by lighthearted shenanigans on port, ranging from beach shenanigans (most common) to interactions with like minded characters

For Azur Lane fans:

The basic premise for Limbus is "12 idiots + clockhead babysitter go on a roadtrip to relive trauma and raid the SCP foundation" which takes place in a dystopian city (creatively named The City) that does not care for human life and will put them through torturous amounts of suffering for profit and technology

In the wake of the latest episode, the aforementioned roadtrip takes us to the sea, which is an experience and a half that I won't spoil because hOLY shit it's really fucking good

What I can (and will) tell you though is how exactly the sea works in the game: basically, imagine Operation Siren, but at seemingly random times of the day, random sectors' corrosion levels will suddenly spike up and have lv. 200 fleets with several Enforcers (and maybe an Arbiter) running around for a few hours or so

Now throw in a couple of Dei X's from Fool's Scales into those afflicted zones.

Yeah. That's how The City's sea works.

(Honestly I don't have much to say here mainly due to how Limbus is the secondary game/media in this crossover but now you know)

If you have any questions throw them in my askbox ok now have fun

[jade-everstone]

In the year 31XX, you may encounter a mech battle on your way to work, might be a way around it though…

From earlier this year for one of my illustration classes

The original idea was actually "How to drive in Massachusetts" (based on the nightmare that is driving in Massachusetts), until me and my roomates started joking how I can make it even more goofy. So, giant robots got involved.