#tinker talks

[tinkerjubbs]

clearing something up

i just got followed by someone that considered themselves an ai "artist". i will not say who they were (they've since been blocked), but let me say this. do NOT consider yourself a follower of mine and do not interact with this page if you are or are in support of ai "artists" or ai. you're not an artist, you're just typing words into a machine. glad to clear that up 👍

[courtesanofdeath]

I want to save up 20 million yen before I hit retirement age, but I don't like working overtime. I'll be leaving work on time, if you don't mind. Let's get this over with.

[bluerosefox]

Fenton Coded

Tim... Tim just stared.

He...

Huh.

He had once entertained the idea that he wasn't really a Drake, a very long time ago when he overheard his mom and dad arguing and some words were said in the heat of the moment, but to be honest Tim always thought the obvious culprit of anyone being his dad would most likely be Bruce (Bruce even admitted he had a small fling with his mother but that was two years before her marriage)

But before little Tim's curiosity could really take hold on the idea, he had saw on the news Robin performing a Grayson flip and the hint of Tim not being a Drake left his mind. Robin was Dick Grayson! And if he was Robin that had to mean Bruce Wayne was Batman!

Then well... his stalking of the Bats started and the rest became history.

But now, as Tim was staring at his own DNA test, something he never bothered to do until that damned Demon brat wanted to make sure he was ONLY blood son of Bruce (and doing a DNA test something even Bruce never thought of doing due to well… how he was towards Tim during his first months as Robin)

He well…

He kinda needs to find out who this Daniel Jackson Fenton is.

(Tim finds out he isn’t a Drake, but also not a Wayne (because Damian wanted to make sure he was only blood son) but is instead a Fenton)

[mamawasatesttube]

other krypto thoughts for your consideration, ft. tim being here for comedy again:

krypto is Kon's Dog and he does very clearly play favorites, and he sees tim as Kon's Guy. kon's favorite squeaky toy, if you will. but krypto does put himself above tim in the pecking order because after all tim is a squishy little human. krypto needs to protect him. For Kon.

what this means: tim turns on the vacuum cleaner and krypto comes TEARING in from where he was asleep in a patch of sun in the bedroom because MONSTER!!! GET AWAY FROM KON'S GUY!!! BWOO WOO WOO!!!!! GRRR!!!!! it's okay kon's guy he will protect you!!!! WOO WOO!!!

and tim's just like NO!!!! KRYPTO DOWN!!! DOWN BOY!!! listen buddy it's fine i just accidentally exploded the toaster and i wanna get all the ash and bits out of the rug before kon gets home!!!! KRYPTO!!! CHILL!! this is the third vacuum this MONTH!!!!!

[jane-trademark]

tails got doom to run on belle

[morphersnivy]

A strange specter found wandering the remains of the Everette-Linde facility. He was discovered staring into the Large Radian Collider while swinging his legs off of a mangled catwalk, seemingly unaware of the danger he was in. He speaks with a distinctly French accent but can’t seem to remember who he is or what he’s doing here. Very friendly and charming. He seems to be in a similar predicament to Omen. Taken back to headquarters for further questioning.

Caught in the explosion you created.

[voidcat]

characters: you/imaushi wakasa, sano shinichiro...

a/n: angst lol. strangers to friends. themes of fwb but nothing explicit. switch of perspective. mcd obviously,,

as i said in this post the loose explanatio/beginning of an idea i had that i liked ALOT but couldnt write due to various reasons (esp lck of time) (open post for a lil further stuff for reader x wakasa ig,,,)

attending the same classes as shinichiro sano... you've heard of him alright but that's about it. a nice face to look at perhaps but a little odd. not someone you'd interact with occasionally, nor someone you'd remember in particular-

until you're paired with him for an assignment. it'll help build bonds between the lot of you! the teacher announces and everyone groans in unision

you shoot your new partner to be a look from where you stand and turn back to your notebook. the ring bells but by the time you can get up adn gather your stuff, sano is nowhere to be seen

it takes you hours to find him. and at possibily one of the worst times too.

you heard of the rumors about fights and deliquents but you didn't expect yourself to run into one. youre careful, you live a peaceful life, you avoid trouble, always keep a clean name and all-

the people around all battered and beaten up, covered in bruises, cuts and maybe blood, looking hungry, unsatisfied, maddened– and you're in the center of it all.

footsteps approach you, strong, stern, taking their time and all- you hold it in you to not turn for a look. wait for them to show their face at your feet, dont give them the satisfaction nor even the slightest sign of weakness.

a man with blond hair and a pretty face, long lashes and all, stands before you, looking almost a little amused. "what's a pretty little thing doin' here all by themselv-" "where's sano" you cut him midsentence.

the man looks baffled, a little offensed even. soon joined by a second figure a lot taller than him, they both look at you with hostility and a hint of curiosity.

who cares, you scoff internally, whatever intimidation they're going for, you won't fall for it.

the other man raises a brow at the way you've mentioned sano. shit, you do hope this was not the wrong place, or whatever fight went down there, they must've won... right?

"and who is asking?" the blond speaks up again, sounding a little annoyed now. "you know, we don't allow passes to every pretty thi-" "eeeew" you drag the word and scretch like a gum, making sure to put on a face. "none of your business actually." you add on, placing your hand against a hip.

"why, you-" before he can follow up with whatever's on his tongue, a jolly greeting from behind interrupts him, cutting through the air. you can notice how the idle folks around suddenly tense up, and for the two man before you, shoulders dropped, bodies relaxing...

soon sano emerges, with his hair put up and stylized, nothing like the man in your class, a deliquent out of a shitty teen's magazine you'd say so.

exhanging greets with the two men and doing a special handshake for only them to know, he looks in the mood, just his face a little bruised up and some blood on his clothes.

so that's probably why he skips school some days, you muse.

he notices you a little later.

"oh!" mouth formed into an 'o' shape, you can see his surprise written all over but he is quick to disperse all that." greeting you with your surname formally, he reaches out a hand, then brings it up upon noticing the splatters of blood and takes it back with a sheepish smile.

"what brings you there?" he asks, never losing a bit of his joy that contradicts the entire atmosphere.

"our assignment." you say curtly and receive another sound of surprise from him. he looks apolegitic at the very least, you think.

"well.. uh-" he scratches the back of his head, casting a glance around, you wait to see where the stammering will go.

"how would you wanna do it then?" he asks more for you than himself, to ease you probably, you can only assume.

another joins their little group, keeping silent and watching what's going on. you relly, really should get going, you decide after giving a quick look around. "we can go over the details at an appropirate time later."

"alright then!" he says, never missing a beat from his energy. it's unbelievable, you think. "should we... ah-" he pauses, "exchange numbers to keep in touch then?" he asks, and he means well, you can tell just from the way he looks and talks, but the rest? you're not exactly dying to say out loud your contact information. especially not with that blond anywhere within a 20 meter radius.

"here." you say, reaching out your hand to reveal your phone. "i'm not announcing my number for a bunch of weirdo, self proclaimed deliquents to hear."

your words take him by shock but he breaks into a snort right after. the two men exchange a glance and a thug at their lips as well. the blond however does not look once pleased with your words.

or you at all.

you begin to come and go to their place often, the assignment builds up slow but steady and the guys seem reasonable enough after actually sitting down and hearing each other out. shin looks happy with the development too, says you have brought a change but you'd disagree. he is the light and sun and the beating heart of this place and wherever he goes, they follow, absolute devotion and belief in him, as a person, for his mind and for his heart.

you can see why, you can feel it too. once you begin to spend your time with shinichiro sano, all the rumors and speculations you've heard up until then are gone. assignment be damned, you can tell when a friendship begins to bloom and with shin- it happens at such a pace, you find yourself a little afraid.

the assignment ends, presentation and all, with flying colors you pass and decide to celebrate it out, with the rest joining as well.

a karaoke bar is all fun and games until night rolls out. it has gotten late but shin offers to walk you home; keizo and takeumi dragging a very drunk and messed up wakasa. everyone bids one another goodbye- save for wakasa... and you almost believe youhave seen a hint of sadness in their eyes as they bump their fists against yours. if you didn't know any better, you'd ever go as far as to say they'll miss you around.

a day passes, another and another... much to their relief and encouragement, you stick around.

not within the vicinity on the days big fights go around but definitely dropping by to hang out, fool around and whatnot. it's now your laughter mixed with shin's that fills the air, and everyone seems joyful and happy most of the time- save for imaushi wakasa.

for reasons unbeknowst to you, he remains hostile, rude, and on and up about sending your way stupid lines like he did the first time. most of the time you ignore him, which annoys him further– the scene alone brings a smile to your lips, the smirk of a vixen, you even overhear him once, yelling to keizo about you are, sounding very much frustrated.

despite this is how the things begin and roll out, neither of you expect to grow close- closer than you'd have imagined.

yes, you and shin might be the sunshines, but you and wakasa? the two of you become inseperable. you even hear some people mumble how they fear the two of you looking down at them, gazes that burn holes through their skulls, see into their souls... the two of you could make a power couple- if you were one at all.

there is the heat, there is the tension. you comb through his hair with a gentle touch that has wakasa melting in your hold, yet the second someone dares to imply anything more, you shoot them a glance so heavy, it'd crash their lungs.

wakasa hopes, in the end, that perhaps there is an end to it that is happy, that is hopeful. he knows there is no making up for the way he treated you but you were not the kindest toward him either, so it makes you equals, no?

so he sings sappy songs at karaoke whilst tipsy, so any accusation he can brush off as the effect of the booze, but hopes you caught how he looked at you. so he touches you as soft as you do him, trying to mimic your kindness, an attempt at how love, in the physical, in action should be.

he doesn't know any better, why should he? why should anyone to begin with?

it scares him how natural it is for shin and you. some days he finds himself envying the two of you even, would things be any different were you to attend the same school as the two of you? oh what wouldn't he do to be graced with your smiles and giggles all day every day, having you look at him as you rest your cheek against your palm–

he aches for something a tad normal sometimes, at the very least with you. would the two of you ever cross paths were it not for shin? the thought scares him and he feels like an asshole for envying his friend like this, desperate for anything that would come from your hands.

but at the end of the day, it is himself you seek out. his arms that you allow around your person, his lips on you, devoring you, it's wakasa that consumes you wholly and the thought brings a wave of comfort at the very least.

then the entire world collapses down in the span of 24 hours.

shinichiro dies.

almost 24 hours have passed since his death and wakasa still cannot find it in him to return to reality yet.

then like an angel amidst the chaos, you reemerge from the fog, from smoke. it doesn't take a genius to figure out something is wrong.

"waka," you call out to him, sound laced with something he cannot quite pinpoint. shutting his eyes completely, he sits in the same spot for a moment, all the doubts, every single negative, twisted and fucked up thng he has been holding at bay til now so close to breaking out.

you speak, but he does not hear the words.

not pass the 'i am leaving'

[ilions-end]

Do you think it is possible to faithfully adapt the epic cycle and still keep audiences invested in the characters despite all of the moral differences with Archaic Greece's war? In the end, every single main character is a slave-owner who commits heinous atrocities at modern standards, which movies like Troy severely downplayed in some characters (Achilles) and amplified in anothers to make them the ones you are supposed to root against (Agamemnon, Menelaus).

nah definitely not. as much as i'd love to see an epic-accurate big budget trojan war movie (along with a movie series for the rest of the epic cycle) with the majority of the key scenes and concepts in it, i believe that's 100% never going to exist. like you said, the cultural differences are just too vast for mainstream audience appeal, both from the expansive mythological context to (as you point out) the very non-modern ethics and values of the main heroes. the initial conflict of the iliad is too morally distracting, i think, to a modern moviegoing audience and would have to be thoroughly rewritten (as it often has in the past).

i think the odyssey is probably the easiest to adapt to mainstream film, because odysseus' goals and circumstances are a lot more palatable and comprehensible to a modern audience than a feud over a concubine in the army of an invading force. there are definitely some disturbing (to a modern viewer) elements in the odyssey too, but they are more easily omitted.

i do dream of an appropriately messed up oresteia drama thriller though. something A24-ish. maybe one day.

i think troy is unintentionally an excellent example of a hollywood adaptation actually! i loathe that movie, i loathe its creative choices, but i understand the processes that led to each of those creative choices. i think it's a prime example of exactly the kind of thing you wind up with when you try to force the narrative of the trojan war through the hollywood strainer, forced to whittle all the elements down so they can fit into established movie conventions (i mean, it doesn't do that in a competent way, but that's what it's doing all through the film).

for a year now i've been cursed by the urge to watch epic cycle-related movie adaptations just to see what elements they consider central and which things they massively change (and with the iliad they always massively change a lot). i've actually got a dedicated liveblog tag for just those kinds of adaptations on my main blog (warnings for blood, my bad sense of humour, and at one point a genuine odyssey porn film). i don't think i'll ever see an ideal-to-me mainstream movie adaptation of any (non-ancient play) part of the epic cycle but it's at least interesting to see all the different ways to fail at it, and once in a while they'll even switch something up in a way i enjoy.

[horrorfilmlesbian]

divorcee fic Vision for garashir is honestly Julian and Garak both getting into the fwb situation bc hey. that's a hot man who's saying he's unavailable for deeper attachments so. Why shouldn't they. Julian is much more of a Hot Mess post Palis divorce bc he fundamentally has so many unresolved identity issues but. Garak also has very limited experience with healthy relationships despite actually forming some good friendships on DS9. So, since Julian wasn't there for married on Earth with Palis reasons, Garak didn't fall in love with anyone and ofc so many of his relationships previously WERE incredibly transactional which you can imagine does not make a completely emotionally adjusted Cardassian even if he's got mad diplomacy skills now.

So. Both of them go into this thinking they're above getting attached but [clown honk] feelings are CAUGHT nonetheless so they're both having passionate sex but decidedly not talking about their true feelings for each other because they both think they need to be above getting attached. do you understand me.

[generic-sonic-fan]

What would actually happen if Omega and Mr. Tinker were in the same room?

I am trying my hardest not to be edgy here, but the answer is still copious amounts of murder.

In Omega's eyes, that is still Eggman. Even if someone took him aside and explained Mr. Tinker's situation very thoroughly before ever being in the same room as Mr. Tinker, Omega would think that he is something that could still be Eggman. He's almost got more of a sixth sense about the fact that Mr. Tinker would be so easily converted back by the sight of Metal Sonic than anyone else, I think.

And this may not be entirely correct (my knowledge of IDW lore is very slim), but I feel like Metal Sonic and E-123 Omega would know in a way that nobody else does that Eggman on a nice day is still Eggman. They know. They've seen it, unlike every Sonic character who's only ever really seen Eggman's antagonistic and conniving side.

Metal Sonic still remembers the "atta boy!"s and the gentle headpats and the rare bits of praise. Omega, as much as he might detest it, remembers being called the "Ultimate Robot!" by a smiling Ivo. That perception had to come from somewhere. His rage is only as deep as it is because there was once pride in his creator's approval. (Even if it was only for a brief amount of time.)

And furthermore- even if you put a layer of bulletproof/explosionproof glass between them to give Mr. Tinker a chance to explain, that still doesn't solve the problem. Omega is still going to shout over him and then promptly turn off his audial sensors to keep from hearing Mr. Tinker's whiny pleads about how he's "so sorry" and "a marvelous robot like you should have never been abandoned!". I touched upon the subject in Points of Authority, but at this point any apology from Eggman would hurt far more than an insult.

It would just feel like. . . a mockery. Even if Mr. Tinker is totally sincere. It would take an incredible amount of character development for Omega to ever consider not offing him on sight. Not saying I wouldn't read a fic that entertains the idea (I'd read the hell out of it actually.)

[funkinmadnesss]

Throws these here finally KDMDHSSK

I was. Hoping to have posted more original art of literally anyone else but Mysterio before these saw the light of day but uuuhuuhghhg that didn't happen got bless <3

But huzzah! Earth-4918's Sinister six (Vaguely) TSSM styled (and by Vaguely I mean I put way too much detail in them, there just TSSM shaped)! (+Tinkerer, he's not a member but I'm posting him so it's even. The last member is Sandman but he belongs to my best friend and we haven't got around to making him a TSSM ref like these yet </3)

All references/orginal images I used came from here (x) (x) !

Little facts below cut for those itchrested :]

General info: They were all Human at some point and bonded over the fact they became this way by Norman's hand. Every inhuman feature about them is purely genetic now (Excluding Myst+Tink+Sandman). The whole group bonded over their shared hatred for Osborn in general though.

Adrian: He's an Egyptian Vulture. Tall as HELL, he's the second tallest. He's technically the leader and carries the burden of having a team made up of traumatized mutants while also being a traumatized mutant-

Lizard: Trans woman, Her name is Camila :] She has exactly 5 different lizard species in her DNA (5 points for anyone who can guess them all just from her design)

Rhino: It no longer identifies with anything from its life before getting mutated in an attempt to have some control over its life. Rhino strictly uses It/Its. Aside from Rhino DNA, It also has wooly mammoth DNA.

Lizard and Rhino fuckin HATE eachother. It stepped on her tail ONCE and she never forgave it. Mysterio often has to split the two up with his Alien form.

Electro: Graffiti artist. Has somewhat control over his bio electricity, Gloves and chestplate (which is what that tube attached to the back of his head is connected to.) help maintain that control.

Tinkerer (bc he's there): (My silly, my skrungly, my funny lil old man blorbo hehheghem-) Trans man :] Has a cat he rescued off the streets (bc i kept seeing people give him a cat and its like. Its a good headcanon) He and Beck met during his stuntman days (He was technical support on a movie Beck worked on), He isn't very fond of alot of the sinister six (Him and sandman are chill tho) but he tolerates them for Beck.

Okie thats all mwah/p

[tinkerjubbs]

new blog icon :3

[thecorpsefactory]

One of our littles wanted this meme to be real so... Here you go

Plain text:

2008 → 2012

Congrats on the transition Lord Milori

[our-tale]

Sometimes you gotta find ways to adapt your short comings and lock in.... Dakota got stuff they need to do. // I saw the meme and wanted to redraw it, also see how far I can get with a hurt wrist. Original picture below cut-

[arabella-s-arts]

Nobody talk to me I'm f*ucking emotional.

(Just read Wings of Starlight.)

[hulloitsdani]

DAY 11: Resplendent!!!

Thank GOD for that new Reginn alt leaning deeper into that steam punk aesthetic. I saw those googles and immediately knew what I had to do.

I had a very chill time with this one. Felt very in my comfort zone, so once the basic sketch was done I allowed myself to just go off without too much thought. The premise of this alt being less front line fighter and more a mechanic for Niðavellir's machines. I think it could be fun if Kiran picks up on that kind of stuff really quickly due to the inherent similarities it has with their own world's machinery.