#sad wet cat of a robot

[ghostinthegallery]

Ask game? Ask bingo! What does our cherished little sopping wet rat in a crown Szarekh look like on the bingo board?

Hell yeah my beautiful tall tragic dumbass monarch.

He needs more attention from fanon.

He needs more attention from canon but asking for that feels like a monkeys paw...James I am sorry I do not trust you. You can't even give Szarekh his own book, he's gotta be part of the goddamn Imperium series.

Nobody understands him but us weirdos. Because we're probably the only people in existence who've thought about him for more than 10 minutes. I have thought about him more than any healthy person should. I own that choice.

[send-me-a-puffalope]

I don’t think we give the Silver Eyes books enough credit for having the banger idea of exploring an abandoned mall only to find the old pizzeria you grew up in entombed in the architecture, untouched.

Can you imagine if at the center of the Pizzaplex in Security Breach, you find a hidden door behind a shelf that led to the FNAF 1 pizzeria with all the old animatronics still in it (how the Crew™️ found the Freddy Fazbear’s pizzeria in the books)??? Like ig they kinda did it with the Pizzaplex being built over FNAF 6 which is built over another previous location but like. combined with like the post-it note room. cause that room was such a visceral holy shit moment.

[mychemicalaromanticism]

writing a fic involving the girl ignoring all of C.A.T.'s robo gore to hold its face and tell it everythings gonna be fine and ghouls fixing it. inspired by the fact that i have no issue touching and picking up entire random dead cats to get them into a bag and carry to a burial spot

[cyberrose2001]

Under Pressure

MTMTE Rodimus x Reader

GRAHH SURPRISE!!!!

Relic and I have been... discussing... very hard about an ask they got a couple days ago so I wrote this eheh (THANK YOU FOR DISCUSSING THIS WITH ME AND LETTING ME WRITE THIS ILY)

Also please yell at me if I forgot any warnings!

Loosely based of this ask over on @callsign-relic's blog

Warnings: Human reader, Giant/Tiny, Dub-Con(?), Nocturnal emission, Crack fic(?)

Word count: 1,887

18+ ONLY MINORS DNI

Rodimus denies it every time, but he's a heavy sleeper. He snores like a congested rhino; he constantly sets twelve alarms that only barely stir him from his slumber. Despite being captain of the ship, his sleep schedule is far from tip-top shape.

And no, you're not a stalker. You're just Rodimus' observant little 'pet' human, always there, with a California king on his bedside dresser. Yeah, you're treated like royalty by an incredibly hard-to-deny hot alien robot.

So, as the ship ventured further into deep space and the nights got colder, you whined and begged to stay with him.

Rodimus was very hesitant to let you join him in the berth. As much as he cared about you and would kill an army for you, he didn't want to accidentally kill you, which was very much a possibility in any scenario on this ship. But he caved. You had mastered the sad, wet cat look, and Rodimus had the willpower of a rock.

Relishing in victory, you're curled up comfortably against Rodimus' lower plating for the third consecutive night in a row, warmed by the large servo of a sleeping giant. The entire palm of his hand covers your back in subconscious protection, and every so often, you feel a twitch of one digit. It's tranquility and a rare comfort, the touch of another you haven't felt since being on earth.

Until he rolls over.

Rodimus, choking on his snores, flips over onto his stomach and nearly tosses you off the berth if not for the grip he has on you. Despite almost winding you and making an audible 'Oof' sound, he doesn't wake up, his unconscious body assuming another comfortable position.

It takes you a few moments to register what the fuck just happened, but you realise that you're now underneath Rodimus. Almost his entire body weight is now pressed against you and pins you to the berth.

Oh god, you think to yourself.

This is less than ideal; this was not supposed to happen. How the hell are you, a tiny ass human, supposed to get out from under him? You probably shouldn't even be alive right now with how restricted your breathing is, not to mention how hard he flopped on top of you. But thankfully, with how Rodimus' legs have fallen into position, it leaves you with just enough room for your chest to rise and fall.

"God." You whine, muffled as your cheeks squish against his abdominal plating.

Your mind runs wild as you try to think of a way out. Maybe he'll just roll over again soon? God, you hope so; you can handle only so much weight, and Rodimus feels like he could hold down a cargo ship. Probably because he can.

But until then, however long that may be, you need to try something at least.

"Rodimus?" You try to wiggle but to no avail. He has you pinned pinned, and you use what little breath you have to yell out to him, "Hello? Are you awake or what?"

A loud, seemingly exaggerated snore replies to you. He's still deep in recharge, ruining any chance you have of waking him up yourself. You try to use your nails to scratch the surface of his frame, hoping it would tickle him or something, but that doesn't work either.

"Great." You roll your eyes, only you would ever end up in this type of situation. If only you had listened to Rodimus when he first said no, then you wouldn't be currently experiencing a near death experi-

"Y/n..." Rodimus' hoarse voice crackles above you, sending vibrations through your bones.

"Oh, thank god," You sigh in relief. You attempt to wiggle around some more, hoping to get his attention this time, "Listen, can you get off me now? This kinda hur-"

You squeak softly in pain as his sharp pelvis presses against you, and you hear your name again. This time, though, the tone of his voice came out as a whine, like a soft plea.

Because of where you were positioned before you became a pea under a princess' tower of mattresses, Rodimus' lower panels rested right against your stomach. This means you can feel his panels start to bulge slightly.

Oh no, you think to yourself bleakly once again. You're not sure how similar Cybertronian anatomy is to humans, apart from a crude explanation by an engex drunk Swerve. Still, it doesn't take a genius to figure out that you're feeling him getting hard. Putting two-and-two together using two out of the five senses, you've realised that Rodimus is nearly boner deep in a wet dream.

And not to assume, but you're thinking that the star of the show is you.

It's also the wrong time to cackle to yourself about getting crushed by your crush.

You might have some issues to work out after with Rung.

"Oh fuck," You reasonably panic, trying to push against his heavy frame weakly with your pinned arms, "Oh fuck fuck fuck fuck-"

You start to thrash against Rodimus when your arms fail, your tiny body rubbing up against him. This doesn't help at all, you've come to realise but actually digs you in a deeper hole as he begins to rock his pelvis into you.

Rodimus moans your name again as he sleepily grinds against you. Whatever he's dreaming of, it must be an insanely hot pornographic fantasy of you. The bulge grows bigger, pining you down further into the berth. He shutters and lets out a soft groan before his plating shifts, and you feel a very thick, very hard, and very hot object slide up against you.

Oh god, it's his dick.

Swerve might not have told you all the details, but he seemed to conveniently leave out how fucking huge Cybertronian cocks are.

As if you thought this couldn't get any more debilitating, you now have the head of Rodimus' spike pressing against your face. It's as if the Alaskan bull worm had slithered up between yourself and Rodimus to give you a kiss. The behemoth of baggage has already started leaking what you would believe would be the Cybertronian equivalent to pre-cum, smearing all across your face.

At this significant turn of events, you've realised you have come to a crossroads.

Either struggle and continue to wiggle and wrangle your way out from under him, but risk pleasuring him, whether or not he could feel you squirming against him anyway with how small you are compared to it. Or, the more realistic and obtainable outcome, lie still and take it until he wakes up from an orgasm.

Who are you kidding? You don't have much of a choice at all. Both options risk you drowning in alien robot cum. It's wishful thinking as Rodimus starts to rut against your entire body again.

"Y/n..." He whimpers again, though very garbled and unintelligible. Every roll of his hips causes more pre-cum to dribble against your face and down your chest, and with each, it spreads all around in between yourself and his train-sized spike. Making an absolute mess of you.

If you weren't getting humped up against right now, you would indeed find a way to kill him for ruining your only set of pajamas.

"Rodimus-" You gag as a spurt of pre-cum falls into your mouth, "Guh- Rodimus stop-"

His work of venting increases, and so does his rutting. The comatose mech gasps and hitches his breath, oblivious to your cries and pleas for him to stop. He pushes up against you in heated desperation, fucking into your soft body like a grind pad.

"Rodimus! Wake the fuck up!" You start to heat up yourself; the increased pressure and friction of his plating will give you a fucked up version of carpet burn if he doesn't wake up. Sweat drips from your skin, adding even more lubricant to his incessant grinding.

"Wha- Oh, Primus!" Rodimus rears his drool-covered helm and cries out in equal confusion and unrestrained pleasure. He's woken up by his overload as he shoots his load up against you, flooding the minimal empty space left between you both with hot transfluid.

"Oh god-" You couldn't close your mouth in time when a spurt of transfluid hit you in the face, causing you to cough and spit it back out, only for more to splat you in the face.

Rodimus moans tiredly, shuttering violently as his spike pulses and leaks the remainder of his overload against the berth.

Or what he thought was the berth. Since when did he use a self-service mod on his spike? Especially when he shares a room with-

"Hey!" Cough, "Are you done?"

His optics slam open in horrific realisation.

"Oh no," Rodimus rolls over onto his back, his softened wet spike flopping against his abdominal plating, "Oh no, no, no..."

He looks down where he once lay, and his face plates flush a bright blue. Laying in a puddle of his transfluids was you, his little human, sopping wet with a highly unimpressed look on your tiny face.

"Oh Primus, Y/n," Rodimus scoops you up in his servos, gently tossing you from hand to hand as he wrings them off his transfluids, "I am so sorry, I- frag what was I thinking!" Rodimus babbles and holds you to his face, "Are you okay? God, I'm so stupid-"

"Ughh," You lay limply in his palm, exhausted and out of breath, "After that... I don't know anymore."

Rodimus hides his blush with a servo before pinching the bridge of his nose, "I'm glad you're okay, but what were you doing down there?"

"Great question," You lift your head up to deadpan him, then eventually drag yourself to sit up. Sticky, pink transfluid drips down your body. Your face, and hair, are all drenched in him, "It's not like you rolled over in your sleep and had me pinned for nearly half an hour. What the hell?"

Rodimus blinks, and his face turns a deeper shade of blue as he rubs the back of his neck, "Oh, so that's why I had that dream about you..."

Is he serious right now?

"Oh, you think?" You wipe your lip when it starts to drip into your mouth, "I think I could tell when you started moaning my name in your sleep."

"Well, you're just so tiny and soft and-" The red and yellow mech bites the knuckles of the servo not holding you in embarrassment. "But what was I supposed to do, huh? Hold it in?"

God, he is.

"I'm literally gonna kill you, Rodimus." You shiver, his transfluids cooling against your skin. You can't believe he dares to look you in the eye, "I am never begging to nap with you ever again, or maybe at least warn me next time."

"No offense taken," Rodimus nods in agreement for once, watching you wring your hair out, "I'm sorry, Y/n, I really am. I can help clean you up? As a sincere apology from yours truly?"

"As long as I don't come into contact with more of this stuff," You flick a bead of transfluid off your finger into his direction, "And you better be sorry, or it'll be a long time before I might actually let you fuck me."

"Wait, you'll what-" Splat, "EWUGH!!"

[chowadoe]

so more on that role reversal au...

Shadow (created as a Weapon Against Humanity) who was eventually raised, and exploited, by G.U.N to become Humanity's Ultimate weapon and Sonic, found by Robotnik

some more expanded thoughts below ^_^

SHADOW - G.U.N AGENT

Shadow was initially created with the intention of being a Weapon Against Humanity. after a life-altering incident, G.U.N. takes Shadow into their custody, raising him to become one of their top agents, exploiting him.

he's constantly under government surveillance... inhibitor rings (developed by G.U.N.) are clamped onto him like a shock collar so he is unable to tap into his full power. (Shadow has neither tested nor does he know the extent of his strength.. he has never tried removing them. G.U.N. is the only one who can remove them.)

the hypocritical method in wanting their weapon (cough trained dog) to exercise and develop restraint on his own terms, and yet forcefully acclimating him.

Shadow’s aware of his past. Definitely struggles with Existential dread about why he’s on Earth and what he was made for. he wants to (and feels like he should) do good, but if he was initially made with destructive intent… is he compensating this way? is this what he really wants? no.. he shouldn't think like that.. Maria would want him to be good..

If not to make the world the better a place, if they still treat his kind as inferior and sometimes, even a threat to the whole human race, does humanity and this planet still deserve its rite for redemption? What is humanity? Is that something he’s capable of, as a weapon of mass destruction?

what is he trying to prove here? His docility? His ability to be obedient and be, by human standards, good? what does that mean in a world that may never accept them, and much less him- a synthetic and all-unnatural organism forged from humanity’s worst and an alien race only capable of Evil and wrongdoing. a being so perfectly suited for any and all forms of persecution. Humankind’s scapegoat. He thinks about Maria.

Maria remains a guiding light. Back then, she would sneak Shadow out to gaze upon the Earth, her former home. She misses it, the lush greenery, the sun, the people. she hopes that Shadow will get to experience what it’s like.

au shadow is emo edgy in a sad wet adult 40yo cat leon kennedy kind of way. au sonic is emo edgy like a 14yo that found out you could buy a tattoo gun on amazon without a license. I know nothing about resident evil

when he's not on a mission, he's usually in his "room" (extremely generous word for containment chamber/training facility.) he's like a hamster in a cage with toys to play with . (treadmills. race tracks. dummy robots. Ak-47s.) He's allowed to freely roam HQ from hours 6am-10pm, and if not, he is usually escorted by a guard, unless its Rouge sneaking him out. But beyond that, it's not like the ultimate lifeform needs that much sleep, and it'd be bad to have their ultimate weapon roaming the halls without supervision. but let's say there's the occasional nocturnal scavenger providing him a bit of nightly mischief that even the most complicated most difficult to navigate ventilation system cannot keep a natural-born burrower out..... (haha)

SONIC - ACCOMPLICE

Robotnik’s “accomplice” (adoptive son?)

Sonic goes along with Robotnik’s schemes but has his own ulterior motives .. after all, working under someone is still infringing on his sense of freedom, independence, and pride.

He only rlly helps out Robotnik out if it helps him… robotnik makes some new tech that tickles his , esp if smth that happens to enhance his existing abilities. sure he’s more than capable of doing things on his own but what’s better than to play with his new toys with his already existing toys (GUN. shadow.)

and if he manages to break them in a day then he’s found an issue that robotnik needs to troubleshoot immediately. eggman should really be Thanking him!

his only known goal atm is to find things that stave off his boredom. from what Shadow's gathered at least. but maybe there's more...

has a very bad No Good Fixation on shadow's inhibitor rings for whatever reason. wonder that could mean.

Still fucking around with roles and nothing's rlly set in stone. Im just kind of giggling kicking rocks and throwing pebbles in the water to see what lands ^q^

Rouge is still there! A contractor for G.U.N. A Recovering/reformed Jewel thief who joins the task force (maybe?) 

the gang is also there! still brainstorming roles though. emrmmm

[monkiespaw]

good zane morning robot in my brain at 8am

anyway idk zane was built to protect those who cant protect themselves, and while yes he has his own very real emotions and thoughts and decision making abilities—but at the end of the day, hes still a robot which means he had to have some level of base programming to start with that dictates his general behaviors. so in the same way that a prey animal will flee upon hearing a noise, zane will move to keep someone safe without a seconds thought.

s1 when they lost the monastery, quirky follow the falcon aside, zane’s the one who finds the bounty for them when they need shelter. giving pixal half of his heart, leaving the ship into open space to get the other ninja spacesuits, going into the sand monster to recover the required repair part, giving up the copy of prime empire to keep wu safe, the overlord, the neverrealm etc etc etc. zane is always just offering herself first if it means keeping the people before her safe. LIKE PRINCESS PLEASE STOP DOING THIS THERES ANOTHER WAY THERES ALWAYS ANOTHER WAY SCREW YOUR CALCULATIONS.

and life threatening situations aside, zane also seems to be the one to complain the least about doing menial chores and labor. its not that he doesnt dislike doing them he still lets the occasional groan slip out, but i think caring for another is just a different way of protecting them in the end. like how dr. julien didnt program zane with cooking skills, but with a family that needed it, he evolved to gain this ability as being fed is a form of being safe.

AND TO BE HONEST? I wish zane was given an arc in which she unlearns this behavior. its like when someone is studious and pulls all nighters to get top grades, but to the detriment to other aspects of their life. like yes the intent is pure hearted and noble and whatever but there needs to be balance. he needs to learn that people cant just risk everything like that at the drop of a hat. because she is a person and probably the quickest route to losing her humanity is by lowering the importance of her life far below that of others. CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?! IS ANYONE THERE ?!?!?!

thinking about zane as a tool and his instinctive disposition to behave as one

[paperfen]

IF THERE ARE NO MORE FNAF CROSSOVER AUS THEN I AM DEAD. I AM THE KING OF CROSSOVERS

ALSO THIS JUST FITS SO WELL??? THEY ARE LITERALLY A CIRCUS AND ARE COMPARED TO TOYS. BRO. Also I gotta give my fav the sister location treatment <3 my favorite fnaf game and gimmick for my favorite sopping wet dog cat man. Torbek would be basically just a glorified robot janitor. He is sad and pitiful in an effort to teach kids to be nice to him and by extension janitors (it doesnt work). The canisters on his back and tubes down his arms were originally for a cleaning solution. But clearly, someone has tampered with him.... I wonder who? When one side is awake, the other is asleep. He is cracked in half down the middle. his favorite toy was split in two...

[birbmotherpigeon]

HERMIT UNIVERSITY socmed

PART 7

Mumbo was doing his best to type and walk at the same time. He had gotten extremely bored when his arms started aching. He was carrying spare parts for Tangos robot to the workshop. His own little Grumbot was already waiting there. He picked up his speed when he entered the building. He was just a few steps away from his corrodior when a big bumbling man turned the corner and they crash into eachother.

Mumbo being a long lean thing fell like a puppet who's strings released on impact. The bigger man didn't seem to keep himself up much better. The bigger man landed on his bum, Mumbo landing face first in his lap.

"Woah there! you okay buddy?" The man asked from above Mumbo, who froze absolutely mortified. Slowly he turned around in the lap of the strange man looking straight up at the *Damn* at the very handsome man.

"Y-yeah I....I okay, Me, buddy is" He managed to get out. He was screaming at himself internally. This was the guy! The shirtless man form the other day. The guy with the cat who moved into Mumbos old dorm. Hadn't he been so mortified he would've wanted to say something to the very handsome young man. Instead he slowly rose to his feet. started to pick up his robotic pieces before he excused himself.

"I'm terribly sorry, I need to go" He said, He didn't even have the time to reflect over the other man's crutches. Nor his extremely confused expression as Mumbo rushed off.

Scar, the mystery handsome man in question, slowly got back on his feet. He saw a metallic mustache laying on the floor as he rose...He picked it up. Looked back one last time before shrugging and continuing his own way.

Gem sighed. She knew her friend was just being dramatic. As she arrives to the workshop so does Tango and Impulse.

"GEMSTONE! what you doing here?" Impulse calls to his roommate as he spots her. She smiles with a shrug.

"Mumbo had a mortifying wet cat moment" She explained and before anyone could say anything more Mumbo was already standing in the doorway to the workshop looking like said wet cat.

"Gem :(" he whined, she had to force down a laugh as to not laugh in her friends face. Tango was not so talented but he got a swift elbow in the side from Impulse.

"I couldn't even say I was okay!!" He whined sitting down with a deep sigh. "Why can't I just be silly with the dorm thing!! why do I have to be socially awkward too" He continued to vent his heart out. He did lose her though

"Excuse me? what? dorm thing?" She repeated, Mumbos face dropped again as he thought about it. He groaned annoyed.

"Yeah I forgot to sign up for a dorm" He explained exasperated

"Well where did you sleep this night?" Gem pressed

"Tango let me crash at their dorm. I'm gonna stay there until there's a vacancy" Mumbo continued his explanation. Gem felt a dread in her stomach

"Ooooh, Mumbo you can't do that they're gonna start doing impromptu dorm checks next week" She said as carefully as she could without freaking Mumbo out even more.

"WHAT" he shouted it hadn't helped. Gem walked up to the tall man. Impulse and Tango followed suit.

"Well yeah they're checking to make sure no one unwanted is at uni" She explained Mumbos shoulders dropped aswell now.

"I guess that makes sense but" He sighed not finishing his thoughts.

"Gem don't tell on us please" Impulse suddenly said, Gem must've had made some face that made him worry. She shaked her head

"Of course not!" She said, she would never rat out her friend.

"Good, and Mumbo we'll just always be ready to hide you until you have your own dorm. Can't be too hard" Tango finished in Impulse stead. Gem was tempted to argue but Mumbo seemed to be genuinely on the werge of tears if she'd say something more.

"Y-yeah!" She let out instead. "a-and if you need to duck out I guess you can always come over to the trout dorm" She added on before thinking properly, she glanced at Impulse who simply nodded. It did seem to help though, Mumbo seemed far less sad.

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[razzellyn]

CAN YOU MAKE JEALOUS HEADCANONS OF THE METAL CARDBOTS A AKEGWJSGSJHSKSHS 😇

Scrolling through my dusty inbox rn, and YOU'RE the first one to be written!!! Congratulations, you won the lottery

Jealousy kills the cat (not really)

Who knew that giant, transforming, alien robots could be so jealous?

S1 Mcb

Fluff!!

Part. 1

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It seems like you've been spending too much time with your friends instead of them. Oh no! Hopefully they don't think you're abandoning them.

Blue Cop

• Most likely to immediately confront you about it.

• It doesn't bother him entirely, should you decide you want to spend time with your friends. But it's been days since you two spent time together!

• He's not one to hide in his jealousy, but it does tempt him sometimes. He doesn't even know how he got so attached to you.

• He's an insecure little bot, so don't be surprised if he feels like he's been abandoned by you. The poor bot just needs some reassuring!

• He confronts you about it in a way that's... a little bit awkward. The scene almost made it look like you two were either breaking up or confessing to each other.

"I'm sorry... I just.. get a little jealous sometimes."

*He apologized as he handed you FLOWERS.

Mega Trucker

• Denial is a river in Egypt, but he is also the embodiment of it.

• Unlike Blue Cop, seeing you spend more time with someone else than him actually does bother him. Though he doesn't confront you about it. He pouts a little seeing you with someone else.

• The one time he does confront you is when he has decided he's had enough.

• He's the type to drag your attention away from your conversation by quite literally talking over the other person. Then dragging you away, of course.

"Jealous? *scoff* Please!"

*He says whil slowly dragging you away from your conversation.

Mega Ambuler

• Even with how unbothered Mega Ambuler appears to be, there's no doubt that he's jealous. You could see it in his eyes... or optics.

• You don't expect him to be Jealous, so it is a surprise. He sulks in silence and broods whenever he's alone. At least when he thinks he's alone.

• He doesn't directly confront you, but you'd notice by the subtle hints of jealousy from him.

• Holding your hand whenever you're talking to someone else, scooting a little closer to you. It's all there.

"Are you done with your conversations? No?

... Continue on, then."

Phoenix Fire

• Poor bot, doesn't know what to do with his jealousy.

• He tries to confront you about it, but each time he does he gets a little nervous and instead just completely forgets about it.

• He gets a little anxious and antsy, so whenever he's around you he starts being a little fidgety. He thought that, maybe he just wasn't fun to hang around with anymore. That thought alone made him pout.

• He does confront you eventually, though it's, in a sense, indirectly. He sent a little note and some flowers, asking and or apologizing if he's not enough for you anymore.

"Wait, you're not... actually ignoring me? Oh... I thought-"

*He starts sobbing and hugging you like a wet dog.

Shadow X

• He's sort of a loser, so of course he gets jealous. Poor bot becomes a sad wet cat whenever he sees you busy in a conversation with someone else.

• He doesn't sulk in silence or broods in the corner. He huffs and puffs and stomps his feet whenever you're not giving him attention. It's true!

• In the end, he becomes sad and starts actually trying to gain your attention. In the most annoying way, of course.

• He pokes you, nudges you, doing literally anything just so you'd pay attention to him again.

"Come onnn! Look at me!!"

*He grumbles as he kicks the ground.

Dexter

• He's not one to get jealous easily. It's actually very hard to get him jealous!

• But... Sometimes there are exceptions. Let's say you've been hanging around without him for a whole month. Who wouldn't be jealous? Certainly not him.

• He quickly tries to confront you about it. Asking why you suddenly stopped hanging out with him, if he's done anything wrong and the likes. If he doesn't get an answer, then that's when he's had enough.

• He sulks in the corner one day and starts thinking about everything he'd done that month to see if he pissed you off somehow. He probably talks to the cats about his worries too.

"I didn't do anything wrong... Right? Please just tell me what's wrong..."

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It's been YEARS. /j

[mimic1lover]

he's a wet drenched sad sloppy cat who was thrown into a lake, crawled out then thrown back in

Big watery robot tears that he himself hates with a passion

[the-scungles-of-crungles]

Honeslty if Grounded got more popular on here, Dr. Wendell Tully would be the next tumblr babygirl. He's got that energy people describe as "sad wet cat" energy and also was like, almost divorced

I know people here like somewhat insane scientists who are also total failures

... During my entire playthrough I went between kinda hating him (he was mean to the silly robot that he created. But I can forgive that tbh after EVERYTHING he went through. Oh boy.) and feeling incredibly bad for him.

What I'm saying is, a certain kind of tumblr user would be quite fond of this bastard.

[asukiess]

AHAHAHA YES chat fucking cataclysming all the robots in sight is not only yknow. symbolic. but also extremely hilarious that he would go so hard. I kinda need a scene of him continuing to do so, having sooooo much fun with his power and ladybug’s like “OKAY reel it IN kitty!!! I need to do the cure!!” and he’s like :( one more? one more for sad wet cat who just got super cool? :( pleaaaase?

[freshbaked-bread]

genuine question because i actually don't get it but why do you like harry? i see people loving him and i just. i don't understand. but i want to. please make me see the good in him i want to love him too

he is a sad pathetic little wet cat of a man and he is a trained surgeon with a medical degree and is simultaneosly the dumbest bitch on earth and is both the most useless and the most useful in every single situation and has absolutely no idea what is going on at any given point in time and just wants to go home and have a cup of tea and a nap and he calls cybermats "robot armadillos" and in my eyes is hopelessly in love with sarah jane and the doctor and continues to call people "old girl/old thing" despite the fact that literally everybody hates it and . yeag . hes just a silly little,guy and i love him a normal amount

[the-robot-bracket]

P03 propaganda:

"Got that rizz, also possibly trans"

"He's mean, he's rude, a fucking asshole and doesn't even notice those traits are fully human and keeps doing it. He's a scrimblo, a tsundere with a PC head. Constantly dehumanized by his equals, but "of course it would be dehumanized, it's a robot, right?". WRONG. FUCKING WRONG. GOD DAMN IT."

"Jackass with a really cool evil plan reveal. also he got turned into a stoat and stoats are cute"

"Initially met as the Stoat, P03 quickly becomes the player’s reluctant ally… until they manage to break free of Leshy’s death-addled card game. From there, it becomes more than clear that P03 has its own agenda: a game of its own design to continue the infinite feud between itself and its fellow Scrybes (and to upload the game to the internet so its reign over Inscryption can continue ad Infinitum—never mind the dark secrets that lurk beneath the cartridge). He claims to only be interested in game mechanics, criticizing the others for their focus on aesthetics and cohesion, but he also includes cowboy characters with elaborate backstories in his game for no reason… so he’s just as full of shit as the other Scrybes."

"hes just a guy. mean mean man who is so real (robot). hes also gay and divorced and spiteful and my grandpa. yea"

"absolute loser. sad wet cat of a robot. he thinks he's the stuff but I could throw a cup of water at him and he would scream and also probably cry. also got turned into a stoat once what a nerd."

[moenasor]

Breakdown this time :3c

hah... im in danger.

Okay, first of all, I like to consider myslef a tolerable person in fandom spaces; if I don't like something, I usally just ignore it. But this bingo is /asking/ so...

BANGER design: I know it's so basic... but i like the Lamborghini Countach model so much. I think it's the best model of them all. It's so fun that a character that doesn't like to be looked at has sucha a beautiful alt mode! His robot mode? mixed feelings, i mean, compared to Sideswipe and Red Alert, it's not as pretty, but I wouldn't change it either, I like his color scheme, and his face, he got a handsome face :V

Hate all of their popular ships: I don't "hate" hate... I just don't really see it? I can appreciate tfp! Breakdown and KnockOut, but just in certain cases, curiosuly I care more about knockout's characterization LMAO. The Earthspark option, like I GET why ppl would ship it, but it's not really my cup of tea... It make sme upset they used Breakdown model, but his attitude is so different too. so ye... no.

Squashing them like a bug (affectionated): It's impossible not to want to tease him! I like playing around with that G1 bit where he mispronounces words. And he might be like That, but he's also a bully too and that's interesting. I like that.

WET CAT SOUNDS: In G2, he's supposedly the only one of his team left, and that knowledge makes me sad. Imagine changing ur color scheme to that degree and swearing revenge. It hit him hard.

LEAVE THEM ALONEEEEE: this is me @ transformers official, just choose other character to play with and leave breakdown alone. Earthspark Breakdown could've easily be DragStrip, but I guess his alt mode gets in the way. It's G1!Breakdown or nothing

Like them better as part of a dynamic: The stunticons are just fun like that ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ When the stutnicons doesn't feel like obeying megatron's call bc they are busy with their demolition derby, breakdown is by Motormaster side. That's cute.

I hate them (I think about them constantly): To ba fair, I think about all the stunticons constantly. I think about that scene where Inferno puts down the fire that engulfed him (and later when he just fires at him to escape while smiling. iconic)

I NEED them to be happy: Similar answer to the Motormaster ask. Let him have his "girls just wanna have fun" chaos.

Thank you for the ask, this is very fun

[w1tched]

h-hewwo QWQ about sriti 9,11 and 16?

H h h h haiii >////<

9. Sriti's role in the story relies a bit on how often Boothill shows up since they're partners (in crime and romantically) and their fates are intertwined. But in the universe that I've created in my crazy head, Sriti mostly shows up whenever the IPC is at the scene of the crime and she also shows up when The Remembrance has a part to play. In the current HSR timeline, Sriti would likely be on the Express and trying to figure out a way to help March 7th. Likely, he'd also show up in events that revolve around robots, my silly engineer. All in all, while my sritihill universe does rely heavily on the events of HSR, I intend for both Sriti and Boothill to play a big role within the story, namely how the IPC is viewed.

11. SRITI RESEMBLES ANYA FROM MOUTHWASHING A LOT which I won't lie, does make me a bit mad because Sriti's design was created before Anya' was released. However, I love my girl Anya and Sriti still looks very different from her. The resemblance is mainly in the sad eyes they both have and the choppy black hair.

16. Not really 😓 I guess, mostly just how much she looks like a drowned wet cat and how much of a freak he becomes around Boothill, like hunting him down for the sake of "science" and shit. Boothill just has that effect on people I suppose.... Other running jokes would be about how Sriti is kinda just the final boss of autism, likes to taste his materials for projects and abt the constant hallucinations he has along with his tobacco addiction.