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ixiot-ghostrebel · 7 months

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Hello there sagau brain rot like in many sagau versions reader/creator are often to soft to kind to my taste and then Idea comes to my head what if creator reader shows his cruler uncaring side to the pepole he truly hates or thinks deserve thier wrath like I can image that in place of raiden shogun the creator kills Singniora after begin defeated by traveler, azar the grand sage after whole begin in that day loop, and scaramouche when he had audacity to think that by begin inside giant mech he is now a God becose even if the creator is the kindest begin in tevyat.....his wrath has no bounds

@zardas75 welcome back to my very dead mailbox LOL—Let me see what I can come up with with your brainrot.

I don't fully get the Raiden Shogun vs Signora part, so I'm going to (unfortunately) not include that in this post.

The Creator Being Moody Fr (Jkjk—Unless? 👀)

(Disclaimer: Might Be OOC & Spoilers to the Genshin Impact Archon Quest Lore!)

Boy oh boy...where to begin...

To put it simply: It's Azar's Fault. Blame and point your fingers to the rusty old man, bois, we ain't forgiving him any time soon. It all started with him.

The moment you saw him in the Archon Quest, you knew, without even needing the slightest hint of evidence, that you did not like him and he was sus.

And when things escalated throughout the Archon Quest, you swore so loudly it shook the entire nation of Sumeru, if not all of Teyvat.

Here were Some of the Sumeru People's Reactions:

Cyno

He finished his confrontation with Azar and was waiting outside when you swore like your life depended on it. During his entire time being under your presence, Cyno was aware of how much you hated the guy—every moment you had gotten, you were seething and spouting insults from your mouth about Azar.

Even the General Mahamatra was stunned and shocked to the very core. He didn't you could and would do this.

And when you made it clear that your tantrum was yet to end, Cyno just braced himself for the fate of Sumeru to be in your hands.

"At least Azar is truly facing the wrathful judgement of the gods..." he mutters to himself, trying to convince himself of the situation at hand.

(Meanwhile You in the background: "YOU MF HOW DARE YOU. HOW DARE YOUUUU I WILL F—KING KILL YOU IF YOU CONTINUE THIS YOU SON OF A B—")

Scaramouche & Nahida

(Decided to add them both here since It's the False God Fight. This is kinda for the sake of convenience—)

Nahida never knew such intense emotion could ever erupt from Their High, Almighty Grace, and here you are, cursing and insulting Scaramouche. It wasn't as bad as Azar's, since you weren't throwing in any "I will have your head by morning" or anything similar threats, but it was still pretty intense.

Scaramouche, on the other hand, has heard you yelling at the old man Azar, and he already been yelled at for—quote on quote—"killing Teppei" (REST IN PEACE, TEPPEI 😭), so he knows what your wrath was like.

He did not like it then, and he still doesn't like it now. That much was a solid fact. Nevertheless, he has an image to uphold, especially in front of that Buer.

"Their Almighty Grace is really mad..." Nahida thought as they were confronting Scaramouche. (Cue you in the background still insulting Azar) "And it seems they won't be forgiving Azar anytime soon..."

"So, Their Grace still hasn't let go of their grudge against me..." Scaramouche mutters to himself once he was out of the view of Their Almighty Grace in his mecha. "Tch. Whatever...I'll make them see my true potential one I've squashed these insects."

Dehya

She knew you were explosive. She's seen it happen by the way you were cheering to beat Rahman's ass and "save the kid's grandpa!"

She knew you were pretty emotional on behalf of them. She's pretty happy and honored about that—that means Teyvat meant a lot to you.

What she was not expecting was to hear you curse and scream at Azar at the top of your lungs, as if that was the only enjoyment you were able to indulge yourself in.

You sounded murderous, and yet here you were, just yelling. Dehya would've shrugged it off, since she understood getting things out of your system was good, but she was not expecting the world to shake with your voice.

She looks over at Rahman. "You think Their Grace is handling this well?" "Probably not...Hard to say, Dehya." "Well, we'll just have to wait it out, then. They'll get it out of their system...eventually..."

Dehya was not expecting to wait until after beating the False God for it to be truly over. Gosh, that was scary...

Tighnari

He sensed that you didn't like Azar the moment you saw him, and frankly, he's pretty glad you don't trust him too. What he wasn't expecting was your explosive personality.

For all the stories about the Almighty Creator's kind and gentle nature, you were ANYTHING but. And you were proving it HARD.

Tighnari thought he heard it all when he got struck by lightning. Boy, was he wrong, because you just one-upped his expectations with the amount of cussing, cursing, threats, and insults you were hurtling in one go, streaming out of your mouth like you were running a marathon with your words.

So here he was, waiting in some form of dread in Pardis Dhyai, waiting if you were going to strike down the Akademiya with your godly might.

"I hope they don't accidentally blow up all of Sumeru..." he mutters to himself as he prays to all the archons that the nation wouldn't be turned into water or something.

Alhaitham

He should have taken account of your behaviour to the plan. You did play a crucial part. That was the sole mistake he overlooked.

Then again...it didn't seem like you were doing anything other than yelling at Azar...So perhaps the plan wouldn't change all that much.

He should keep in mind of how reactive you are, though. You...remind of his roommate sometimes...

"Hm. It seems Their Grace has yet to let Azar go of their scandal." He says it so calmly as he waits in Aaru Village. Candace stands a few feet away, looking unsure of what was going on—and probably praying that Their Almighty Grace won't strike down Sumeru in their anger against the rogue Grand Sage.

And let's not talk about the Traveler or Paimon. Those two are both used to it and still terrified. But they're okay with you dw 👍

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robogirlwomb · 10 months

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There's a mech mechanic, so curious about the mechs

She sees how the pilots are always so... exhilarated after a combat sortie

And there's this unused spare mech on the end of the hanger.

Their pilot died a few months back, horrible accident

And now that mech has been sitting alone ever since. Not enough pilots on staff.

But the mechanic goes over to it, late one night.

She has one of the training headbands in one hand, the ones trainee pilots use before they get fully integrated and synchronized with their mech.

She puts one hand on the cold, steel chassis, and quietly whispers, almost inaudible in the empty hanger.

"May I?"

And there's such a long, long silence

Until the control panel in front of her lights up a single green light.

The mechanic climbs up, up, up, and into the cockpit, hands trembling, butterflies in her stomach

She eases into the cockpit, places the headband on her head

The mech starts up, and it's like the world has lit up

The training headbands only provide maybe a fraction of what it feels like to truly pilot a mech

And even this? Is almost enough to make her head spin.

The mech slowly, perhaps a bit awkwardly, walks to the training grounds.

Perhaps some of the other staff onsite see it go. They let it.

The mech arrives at the training grounds.

Targets 3 stories tall loom in the night

Was the giant rifle always in her hand? Did she pick it up?

The mechanic isn't sure.

Her heart is pounding.

She raises the rifle, takes a moment to steady her aim

And a steel finger weighing two tons squeezes the trigger

The mechanic's brain lights up with a dizzying rush of hormones, endorphins, a thousand happy chemicals as the target is shredded by the heaviest of heavy artillery fire

And yes, she instantly cums in her coveralls.

This is how it feels?

This 1/100th simulation of actually piloting, feels this good???

The cockpit seems to get smaller, comfier around her, as if the mech is sighing in relief

The next morning, the mechanic puts in for a career change.

To pilot.

#mecha #mech pilot #nsft #robot girl #mech tag #my posts

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lets-try-some-writing · 3 months

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I see your bots freaked out by sneezing and raise you:

[Because ihave some high ass pitched ones]

Bots learning about the hiccups

[@nova--spark ]

The hiccups. Yeah that's a thing.

I don't imagine the bots actually have hiccupping like we do. However they are likely familiar with the concept since system resets can make strange sounds. Not to mention things cramping up can result in vents hitching and fans stalling. For them, their resets can actually be somewhat dangerous.

Seeing the kids with the hiccups wouldn't be all that concerning, but I do think their attempts to help would be funny.

For them, vent cleaning can help with vent hitches. So I can see Bumblebee and Smokescreen trying to help a hiccupping Rafael by giving him a toothbrush since that's the closest thing humans have to cleaning cloths for their organic vents. They might also pass over some q-tips, thinking that Rafael might be able to use those to clean out his nose or something. A tissue will have never occurred to them.

Bulkhead and Wheeljack deal with vent hitches through activity since forcing their fans into overdrive can help reset ventilation systems. So when Miko gets the hiccups, their grand plan to help involves giving Miko an adrenaline rush. They would try to get her to run or start pelting her with balls of paper or nerf guns that they manage to use by using small tongs. All of this would be in an effort to get Miko to move and thus hopefully reset her organic breathing systems.

They are partially successful. Miko's hiccups do indeed go away, but they in turn get a very upset human Wrecker ready to get back at them the moment she has the opportunity.

Arcee is similarly unhelpful when Jack gets the hiccups. Her attempts to be helpful would add up to her poking him whenever he hiccups as if he had vents. Normally this method would be effective since it would startle the bot into running their fans normally, but on a human? It just bothered Jack and made the hiccups worse. His hiccups took far longer to go away than they otherwise should have and he has never walked around Arcee without a hint of caution since.

Optimus made valiant attempt to help whenever the kids had hiccups through slightly more logical means, but also with limited success. He knew that Cybertronian methods of offering aid wouldn't be too useful, but now he has developed a tendency to pass over cups of ice cold water to any humans afflicted. Its comical watching such a huge mech pass over a tiny cup of water, and it has startled the kids on more than one occasion when one giant servo is suddenly right next to them with a cup of water.

Ratchet is the only one who actually knows how to help in a reasonable manner and has gathered a collection of paper bags which he will hand out the moment he hears a hiccup in his workspace. The only reason he does this is because he finds the sound annoying.

Ultra Magnus refuses to do anything and will leave until the kids are done making the sound. It gets on his nerves.

#transformers #maccadam #transformers prime #optimus prime #team prime #ratchet #bumblebee #arcee #bulkhead #wheeljack #smokescreen #ultra magnus #tfp kids #rafael esquivel #miko nakadai #jack darby #cybertronian culture

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drunkenskunk · 4 months

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Something funny I've noticed while playing in the Lancer game @xeansicemane is running is that I am the odd-man (woman?) out in our merry little band of misfits. I am the only one in the SRT without an interesting backstory and/or potentially mission threatening Dark Secret.

We have:

- Fern Tiramisu, the fancy rat who has a job on Hell's Gate in a record store that sells more drugs than records. Except this is merely their cover story, as they are really an operative working for the Union Intelligence Bureau, sent to Calliope on a Top Secret Spy Mission. They've also discovered that parts of their memory have been wiped - by them - and are now trying to recover those memories and figure out why they'd do that to themselves in the first place.

- Cassilda Halloway, the very large, very Stronk, practically indestructible crocodile lady who is a champion in Calliope's fighting scene. Her first, last, and favorite solution for any and all problems is "Imma punch it REAL hard." She's hiding out in the system specifically to get away from her family, a bunch of wealthy and influential fucks back in the Karrakin Trade Baronies. Complicating things is that her brother is also here, for reasons unrelated, and has fallen in with the Faith of the One Plumed in Golden Flame, the local Apocalypse Cult.

- Pearce Collartug, a hyena hacker enby who is practically a JoJo character. They pilot a giant snake-shaped Balor, spending most of every fight covering everything that gets close (and lots more besides) in corrosive nanite swarms. In the last session, we all found out that they also used to be a member of The Circuit, a renegade HORUS cell pirate ring run by Triple Point, a Legion Fork NHP (Fern: "It's a fucking WHAT?!") The Illegal Shape has currently escaped its box and is now doing lots of spooky horror movie shenanigans inside a big asteroid.

- Agarin Raankell, a genetically modified supersoldier dragon man hailing from Clan Thunder Skink, and if you think that sounds a little like the Clans from Battletech: you are absolutely correct. Apparently where he came from, someone generations ago found a Battletech source book about the Clans and went "Hey, y'know what would be awesome?" Probably the most stable and level-headed member of the entire SRT, which is hilarious if you know anything about the Clans, but it does make him the de-facto squad leader in most situations involving direct combat. Also, he's psychically bonded with all of us. Because of Reasons.

And then you have my character.

- Scarlet. She's an alcoholic fuck-up.

Personally, I'm fine with it. My design doc for her boiled down to "What if me, but Girl, and also mech pilot?" She's a grunt. A humble footsoldier. Currently License Level 2, and still piloting her Everest. If this were Battletech, she'd probably drive a Hunchback. She's here to fight and get drunk, because she's no good at anything else.

I just think its hysterical that I'm the only one here not doing A Bit.

... come to think of it, I'm also the only one who hasn't been gene modded to be a Funny Animal Person lol

#lancer #lancer rpg #in golden flame #vex wasn't lying that one sure is plumed in golden flame

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genshingorlsrevengeance · 5 months

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Kind of a dumb request but how about team DEFY + any girls you want with an s/o who somehow managed to build a mech straight out of Armored Core? Insanely maneuverable, loads of guns, can fly, etc and s/o built it in a garage with a box of scraps lol

(GFL/Genshin Impact) Task Force DEFY, Amber, Jean, Fischl, and Yoimiya's S/O building an Armored Core Mech

(Video Source: Pongsifu on YT) Luckily for you, I have been binging Armored Core 6 for the past month, and will hop on ANY request to talk/write about anything Mecha related.

12 stared at the giant 10 meter mechanical behemoth that had suddenly made its home inside Griffin's Hangar.

(AK-12) "...We didn't always have that, right?"

The machine's chest slowly opened and revealed a cockpit containing S/O, waving hello from the seat.

Apparently, they had constructed the mech out of spare parts lying around.

(AK-12) "Impressive...But, why exactly did Griffin have that many parts lying around? And how did you find guns that big?"

On the battlefield, she watches the mech fly around at almost breakneck speed, watching them zip around and eradicate one base after the other.

Kicking tanks and shooting helicopters out of the sky, it was far more effective to watch them fight instead of having to do anything.

(AK-12) "Hm. We'll be out of a job at this rate."

94 knew this was going to happen.

T-Dolls would only last so long on the battlefield before they were replaced by the next best thing.

However, she sure as hell wasn't expecting S/O of all people to surpass her, with a mech constructed out of junk parts no less.

It was honestly awe-inspiring what humans could engineer for the sole purpose of destruction.

And it was also physically impossible. Something that size should not be quad-wielding miniguns and moving that fast.

(AN-94) "...How has your machine not collapsed from the Earth's gravity?"

94 is more confused than anything.

15 was impressed more than anything.

She knew S/O was an engineer, but to construct a mech out of the parts they had was nothing short of a miracle and logic-defying technical prowess.

(AK-15) "How does your machine constantly reload the missiles while on the field? It is the only weapon you seem to have, and no one constructed missiles that large, even during World War 3."

She can't help but wonder why DEFY was even needed if Griffin had engineers like S/O around.

Well, at least S/O was on their side.

(RPK-16) "I wonder if humanity will wipe itself out faster with these new machines."

16 is fascinated by the human desire to make machines to wipe out life faster.

Granted, Griffin usually just fought Sangvis which consisted nothing of machines, but it would only be a matter of time until everyone else had their own version of S/O's mech.

And probably not one constructed out of junk either.

(RPK-16) "I must ask, S/O. How can you be in the cockpit of that thing and not reduce yourself to jelly? Surely the G-Force alone would kill you?"

Well, it's not the first thing that humans have done that confused her.

(Angelia) "Hmph. Why did they even bother calling us if they had you here? And could you have done that this entire time?"

Angelia is impressed and annoyed.

If S/O could create a hulking machine of death before, why did they only decide to do it now?

She both dreads and admired S/O's tenacity. To make such an effective machine out of junk took a hell of a lot of elbow grease.

Angelia doesn't question it, seeing that it's working alright so far, but she definitely wants to look into upgrading it.

(Angelia) "S/O, with me. We're painting DEFY's logo on it."

(Amber) "THAT IS SO COOL!"

Amber could create Baron Bunnies with a lot of yarn, but S/O could make a machine that dwarfed Ruin Guards with some random pieces of metal!

(Amber) "You have got to teach me how to do that! And lemme ride it too!"

Amber demands to fly with S/O, even though she can't go nearly as fast as they can.

She watches as S/O wipes out entire nests of monsters before leaping away with its mantis-like legs to the next location.

Honestly, it made her feel jealous.

(Amber) "Heeey, can I ask one of those for my birthday! I bet it'll make flying around Mondstadt a breeze!"

Though as the outrider, she kindly asks S/O not to park the giant machine weighing presumably hundreds of tons in the city.

For obvious reasons.

The color on Jean's skin fades when she heard Klee helped S/O build a brand new toy.

One that put her bombs to shame.

And seeing it park itself next to the cathedral, waving hello to her as she was standing at the entrance-

She was about ready to faint.

(Jean) "S/O! Get down from there right this instant!"

Jean gives S/O and Klee an earful for making such an absolute monstrosity that could potentially damage the land and city!

But seeing it in action and fast it disposed of a Hilichurl camp, it filled her with pride and dread.

Pride for her S/O's creative ingenuity, but absolute fear for what S/O and Klee could make next.

Especially considering how fast S/O's machine moved, and the weapons it had.

Where did Klee find the gunpowder for quad-cannons mounted on it?!

(Jean) "I pray that it won't blow up the city on accident..."

(Fischl) "...WHAT?!"

Fischl completely breaks character upon seeing the giant machine staring at her.

(Fischl) "How did...Why...?! Get down from there and tell me how this mechanical monstrosity came to be!"

(Oz) "You just want to ride the machine yourself, Mein-"

(Fischl) "SILENCE!"

...But yes, she constantly nags S/O to let their Prinzessin give the machine a try.

She finds it so friggin' cool, and desperately wants one of her own, in purple!

She watches with some kind of morbid satisfaction watching S/O's machine wipe out their enemies in electrical explosions.

(Fischl) "I hereby dub your steel horse…Raven, of the 621th star!"

(Oz) "…Why 621?"

Oh, that's where all of Yoimiya's spare fireworks have been going into.

(Yoimiya) "HOLY CRAP! What on earth did you make, S/O?!"

The machine seemed like it leapt from another world!

Especially with how fast it moved, honestly she was amazed S/O wasn't vomiting their guts out as soon as they exited.

While it seemed like it would do massive damage, instead they used it for something even better.

As the machine soared above the skies of Inazuma, the cannons on the arms and shoulders fired toward the moon, the starry night exploding into hundreds of beautiful colors!

They had transformed their machine into a firework powerhouse!

And with how fast it moved, it was able to provide a show from one island to another!

(Yoimiya) "Next festival, you're letting me ride with you! I want to see the work we've done up close!"

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wolven91 · 2 months

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Drifting - Part 3

The Nerve Suit was skintight and left nothing to the imagination.

Casper had already tried plucking the thin layer of jet black second skin away from himself, but hadn’t been able to get any purchase on it with his covered fingertips. Looking back to the mirror, the only thing exposed was his face and shaved head. The young man grimaced, he’d never been one for hair styles, but cutting off his messy brown curls had been an unpleasent twist that he hadn’t expected when agreeing to this experiment. Glancing down in the mirror, he instinctively covered himself, the suit rendered him genderless at a glance, but it was still rather obvious after more than a passing glance.

“Casper?” Came a voice and the now telltale sound of robotic legs whirring and walking towards the room the human was stood in. He glanced back at his normal clothes, then at the mirror again.

“In here.” The young man called out. The sounds of the robotic legs go louder until he saw Wren appear in the mirror in the doorway to the room. She was atop her bipedal robotic platform that most geckins used around anyone larger than their single foot in height.

“They’re all ready for you. Last chance to run without anyone seeing.” The foot tall green geckin offered without emotion in her voice. Neither judging, nor leading him in a certain way. Casper suspected that she had her own horse in this race, but out of everyone who the young man had spoken to; she’d been the most warm.

“This is going to be fun.” Casper began, convincing himself as much as her as he turned and, whilst trying to ignore that he was very much on display to her, she matched his pace as he marched toward the hanger. Speed and stride wasn’t a problem for the geckin, at least not for their platforms. They could outrun Casper at the push of a button, completely ignoring they’d outlast him with the fusion cores that powered them.

“It’s certainly going to be interesting, but why would you use the word ‘fun’?” Wren asked calmly, keeping the conversation light, but still obviously monitoring the man. The small green geckin had become his doctor and psychologist of sorts. Carefully watching him and seemingly keeping the more extreme ‘Zeet’, the head engineer, in check.

“Well, we have media and fantasy stories about piloting mechs. Whole franchises that are built around the concept of bipedal or multi-legged technicals. Apparently, I’m living the dream, and I didn’t even need to train for it.” Casper shrugged, feeling oddly disconnected from the current events.

“You understand this is unlikely to be easy right?” The small green alien gently pointed out. A glance down at her and Casper noted how her neck ruffle was pulled tight against her. He gave her a wane smile and nodded.

“Oh yes, Zeet has explained at length that it’ll be like learning to walk again. Moving an arm or leg on its own, is its own thing. Even all four limbs is another level, but I’m going to be controlling a thirty-foot mech, dealing with its balance, its systems, everything.” Casper grinned and chuckled as they entered the hanger proper, and the noise went up significantly. Casper had to raise his voice somewhat to ensure Wren could hear him, she had to practically shout back at him.

“He made a big deal that I would struggle to balance it without a tail.” The human said with a smirk.

Wren grinned a sharp grin.

Taking a moment to look up at the giant machine, Casper could only be impressed.

The mech itself was a rough translation of a human body. Two legs, two arms, a torso and a head on top. They had toyed with the idea of a more mobile machine, with digitigrade legs or even giving him equipment for his first outing, but Wren had been present and argued them all down. In the end, it was her pointing out, not for Casper’s safety, but the cost of breaking or damaging complicated equipment if the first piloting effort failed.

No point in having a fancy jetpack if a panicked human trigged the jets and crashed into the ceiling, rending the bay unusable for the foreseeable future.

So as Casper gave the giant bipedal vehicle a critical eye, he noted that it was surprisingly thin. The legs were slim, several meters wide to a normal human, but compared to the rest of the mech it felt like they were too small to lift such bulk. Likewise, the arms were malnourished, obviously barebones. He could see pistons and wires. They were all strapped down and had metal plates protecting them in places, but this mech was not designed for anything other than an experiment.

A prototype. Saying their true mechs often looked like geckins; digitigrade legs for explosive speed and massive mechanical tails for balance. Casper had to guess that this was the first, truly humanoid machine they’d made… and only in the short space of time too.

Their industry capability was frightening.

“He was quite upset that he had to remove the tail section of the mech. No point in adding parts and complexity for the first step.” She pointed out, that wasn’t something Casper had heard yet. Interesting. The next time Casper spoke, it was to Zeet in the form of a short, sharp ‘good luck’ and nod.

“You look ready, like a real geckin pilot.” The blue geckin pointed out, gesturing to the skintight Nerve Suit from his position on his own mobile platform.

“Just a bit taller.” Casper grinned, but realised he made a faux par with the immediate frown form Zeet. “Sorry. Nerves. The suits pretty tight, I didn’t realise it would be like this.” The young quickly said, running a gloved hand over his stomach. Thankfully, this change in topic was enough to remove the dark look on the blue geckin’s face as they rejoined the conversation again. He had to remember that geckins were touchy about their height…

“Yes, well the Nerve Suit is needed to ensure the body has as little feedback from your true body as possible. It should be plenty light as it’s only a pawful of atoms thick.” Casper pulled a face and rubbed his fingertips together. He felt pressure, but not sensation other than how slick his grip was.

“You ready to climb in? Remember, we’re just calibrating. Remember; don’t be disappointed if you can’t run yet, all we’re looking for is movement. Wiggle the feet, twitch the fingers. Look up and down.” Zeet rambled, nervous all of a sudden at the prospect of the human experiment. He continued to run through a check list of basic movements.

“I understand Zeet, I’ll do my best for you.” Casper promised, unsure if he could reach out and touch the shoulder of the geckin, or if that would be too far. Was he supposed to be the nervous one? With everything going on with humanity, it seemed impossible that they would allow anything to happen to the young man. Like walking along a tourist bridge and it has a glass floor; this was all simulated danger, not real danger. Right? Casper turned to the mech itself and headed towards the team of technicians who were waiting for him. They were crowded around the open hatch where Casper would climb in like a pack of scavengers waiting for their prey to fall over.

The clamber into the pilot chamber wasn’t the issue, nor was the coffin-like pod that required Casper to lay down with his arms crossed over his chest, it was the needles. The pod pressed in on his legs, hips and shoulders, his arms were still free for the moment, but would be locked into place when the sarcophagus’s lid came down into place. The inside of the casket was filled with a gel that had given way by several inches as he sat down, then shuffled himself in. If he was struck by anything, or more likely; fell over, the gel would absorb the impact to his physical body. It would also swell, once he was sealed, securing him in place.

“Legs in place!” Called one of the techs as they fit a breather over Casper’s nose and mouth.

Then, after a moment, Casper was stabbed.

Along the various rivers and paths that followed his nervous system, hundreds of hair thin needles all stabbed into him like a wave of bee stings, causing the human to grunt and flinch. The shoulder locks stopped him from moving too much as the techs gave curt nods that all was well. Then a series of five needles thrust into and along the young man’s spine and he lost all feeling of his body.

His eyes snapping open and gasping at the sudden pain and of a fear that something had gone wrong! He couldn’t move!

Zeet appeared in his vision, next to two of the techs that were disconnecting tubes from the mech itself.

“You’re good. First disconnect from your nervous system is always the worst they say. We’re about to give up control on the mech, you’ll be in the dark for a few minutes, but that’s it. Blink twice if you understand.” Asked the blue geckin, staring down at the human. Without a voice, the young man, blinked twice.

“Outstanding, good human. Lets get this closed and submerge him. Casper? You’ll hear me over the radio. Follow my instructions. You’re going to be seeing the world from a whole new perspective.”

Casper tried to nod but was reminded again that he couldn’t move at all. He just laid there.

Flat on his back, from the perspective of a corpse in a grave, looking up at the techs and Zeet, as if they were mourners about to throw the first handfuls of dirt upon him.

Then the lid of his casket slid closed and sealed against him. He felt pressure on his body as the gel filled casket embraced him and then all was still. He couldn’t move, he couldn’t see or hear. He couldn’t smell anything. His body wanted to twitch, to move and kick. But even when he tried to test the limits of the pod, of the gel, he couldn’t feel anything. He couldn’t even tell if he was moving!

Panic was rather rapidly growing within his chest as he lay there, alone in a sensationless void.

Was this what death felt like?

“-asper? Casper can you hear me?” Zeet’s voice appeared in his head.

He tried to instinctively respond, to say ‘[Yes]’, but immediately felt and knew it was pointless, his [paralyzed throat and mouth meant talking was out].

“Excellent! We’ve got your feed here. You don’t need your throat anymore.” Came the excited reply.

[What?]

“You’re connected to the machine’s transponder. You talk, or try to talk like normal, and we will read you.” Zeet explained, Casper could hear the excitement in his voice.

[Is everything okay?]

“It’s going fantastic! We literally just turned this system on and you’re already communicating with us. You’re a natural, human! You ready for more systems?”

With nothing better to do, Casper thought of his reply.

[Sure, let’s do it.]

“Alright, give me a minute.”

It was a strange method to talk. Casper could… feel? The correct way to communicate. It wasn’t his unprocessed thoughts being transmitted. He could feel what he was sending to Zeet, like he was approving every syllable. What information the human wanted to send, was sent, and nothing more. There was no tone, no emotion. His words, thoughts, sentences, were words on a screen.

Light appeared, briefly blinding Casper, who squinted, and the hangar immediately came into focus. His head was drooped forward and for the most part he could only see the floor that had been directly in front of the mech itself. There were geckins down there all running to and fro. Focusing on one, Casper’s vision rapidly zoomed in and he could see each and every individual scale on the yellow geckin tech’s face, before Casper relaxed his eyes a fraction and his vision pulled out slightly. The geckin tech monitored a console that sat beneath the tower where Casper had entered, seemingly unaware he was being watched.

“Okay, we’ve turned on your external cameras. Do you feel any new sensations? Any sort of… connections that you can access?” Zeet asked carefully.

[I can see.]

“Yes, we want you to access those so you can see out of the cameras attached to the recon unit.”

[No Zeet, I can see. There’s a yellow geckin at my feet.]

“You can- Hoy! Who’s below us?” Zeet shouted, Casper could tell it was loud, but the radio wasn’t being ‘heard’ in the sense that the human wasn’t using his ‘ears’ to hear the radio. He was… understanding it without the need for such things.

As Casper watched, the yellow geckin reacted, looking up and waving his arms up at someone before shrugging.

“You’re right! You’ve already… Hah! Okay then. This is beyond what I was hoping for. I think we can jump a few steps.”

“Sir, this is ill-advised.” Wren voice said, coming over the radio loud and clear.

“You’re here as a courtesy doctor, you’re welcome, but now as a courtesy, you will not interfere with my work.”

[What’s happening?]

“We’re going to disconnect you from our power and control. You will have full control of the mech and its systems.”

[You said that was dangerous?]

“For a normal pilot yet. But your aptitude for this was off the charts. I think it’s time to jump a few levels.”

There was a flurry of activity as the geckins who were milling about at Casper’s feet suddenly began disconnecting from the various consoles and began disappearing from the edge of the human’s vision. He could see the metal platforms that counted as the mech’s feet, but aside from that and the bottom of the tower, there was just the hanger floor.

“Alright, we’ve got everyone to a safe distance. In a few seconds, we’re passing control of the whole mech to yourself. We won’t be in control of anything. You ready?”

[As I’ll ever be.]

“Good. Hand off in 3… 2… 1…”

The change was sudden and startling. Immediately, Casper’s legs buckled as his knees weren’t prepared to take the sudden weight of his body once more. His arms flung forward as the ground rushed up to greet him, but he stopped himself from bouncing his head off the concrete by completing a half press-up.

There was too much, too fast. His body felt, stiff; tight. Like he’d been in a cramped position for so long that his whole body was sluggish.

It was too much. Casper felt lightheaded, as if he was suffocating! His heart was pounding in his chest so fast that it was humming! A giant metal hand reached up and clutched at his metal torso, sparks flying as the two metals clashed against each other.

[Something’s wrong!]

“It’s fine, just activate your intakes.” Zeet ordered calmly, despite the panic rising.

“He’s panicking, eject him.”

“No, he just needs to start up the intakes. Casper? Your reactor needs air flow, active the intakes.”

“Power it down Zeet! His vitals are spiking.”

[I don’t. I can’t. My chest feels tight!]

The human was panicking, he could feel something was wrong, like he was running on empty, like he needed to close his eyes and lay down. It felt like he was dying.

“Casper! Batteries are running low, active the intakes!”

The words were less clear now, like his mind was swimming. The young man felt for the first time since getting into the machine his vision failed, like he was blinking despite not needing to before now.

Wren’s voice broke through the roaring and nonsense that Casper was being bombarded by.

“Breathe Casper! Take a breath!”

The human sucked in air as deeply as he could shocked that he had forgotten such a normal thing.

From outside, the vents that lined the pectoral area of the mech slammed open with great turbines that sucked in the vital oxygen needed for the reactor that sat in the centre of the mech’s chest. It burped to life and the exhausts along the back of the machine began to spew heat and a cough of black smoke. To the geckin engineers, the ever-pleasant noise of a system booting up to full power whined to life as the human mech heaved in an oddly biological movement.

There were no ‘lungs’ built into the machine, only vents, fans, and a reactor to power it all, but the way it was gyrating, put only the image of someone who had been suffocating gulping in air into their minds. The mech was currently on one knee, the other leg folded to support its weight. One arm was placed on the ground and the second was still touching the chest plate, scratching the bare, unpainted metal.

[I’m okay.]

“’Breathe’ doctor?” Snapped Zeet, not addressing or not seeing the text on his console that Casper had sent.

“He’s not trained on the technical specifications of a machine. His point of reference is what he can feel. What he knows.” Replied Wren, defensively, but not backing down.

“He said they had media of mechs, that it was a common fantasy. What popular media doesn’t have common sense specs?!” Barked Zeet’s voice.

“He’s not a geckin, he’s human. The importance of certain subject will be different.” She replied, still sturdy in her observation.

The voices in Casper’s head continued to bicker as the world stopped swimming and he slowly raised his head to look around. He felt less sluggish now, like he had started to shake the cobwebs from his bones and movement was easier, as if he was awake again. He felt strong. Fast. As if his body not just wouldn’t fail him; but couldn’t.

== 0 ==

To the outside, whilst Zeet and Wren continued to argue the toss, the techs watched as the giant mech’s recon unit raised up and scanned the hanger. With a great heave, one of the legs raised the body up in a single smooth movement before the second leg straightened and held the giant mech upright and proud.

The mechanical hands, simple things, were raised as the cameras of the recon unit that sat atop the mech inspected them, as if seeing them for the first time. This was more than any of the techs had expected. New pilots barely got their radios working after the first hour, let alone movement. Why was it so… biological in its movements?

“Sir?” Called the head technician, up at the two geckins that were still arguing over utilizing the correct terminology in a professional setting and pointedly ignoring the several hundred-ton mech that was now moving around in a manner that was thought impossible for the timeline.

The mech took a single step forward, then a second.

“Sir?!” Shouted the head tech again, more urgently now.

Thankfully, Zeet and the good doctor paused their debate to look round, only to realize the mech was no longer where they left it.

It was currently headed towards the great metal shutter that blocked the outside world from the hanger. Beyond the shutter was the proving grounds, where pilots that had finally fully integrated with their mechs would prove that they were ready for furthering the geckin interests.

[r/WolvensStories]

[Ko-Fi]

#conservationverse #cuddleverse #human #hfy #haso #humans are space orcs #furry #human x furry #geckin #lizard #mecha

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Hey it's me again how about some more old Predacon buddy maybe how they interact with the other predacons or possibly have Predacon buddy accidentally get teleported to another universe maybe beast wars? Like how would they interact with the maximals or interact with the predacons I am not surprised if old Predacon buddy adopts waspinator Just have like a good old time =]

One way to summarize this request:

Buddy: *sees Waspinator*

Grandparent mode activated.

Hope you enjoy!

Bot Buddy the Old Predacon meets the Maximals

SFW, Platonic, Cybertronian reader

TFP/BW

Buddy doesn’t like to point digits when it comes to blaming others.

But in this case, they will make an exception.

If the Wreckers hadn’t lobbed so close to the relic, Buddy would still be napping in their sunny space waiting for the kids to arrive from school.

Jack was going to show them his art collage.

Miko was going to show off her ballads that she had recorded earlier that day.

And Raf was going to get the next movie of that dinosaur series they were watching.

But no, now they were getting some stick out of their digits on some planet.

The place looked a lot like Earth in the Dinosaur movies Raf had shown them…

…

Time travel, dimension hopping and spiked energon were all on the table in trying to explain all of this.

Buddy seen some goofy ways bots and cons have gotten into strange situations, Buddy had to think of every possibility.

Buddy sitting in their bi pede mode in a thinking position.

They feel a poke to their side.

“Hmm?”--Buddy

Buddy looks down to see a small green servo.

“Help…please… you…squishing me…”--Waspinator

Buddy yelps out and stands up.

A smaller green mech was etched onto the mud below.

Buddy carefully grabs the mech and places him gentle on the ground.

“I am so sorry for that! I didn’t even know you where there!”--Buddy

Waspinator shaking his helm a bit.

“Big Bot appear out of nowhere, how?!”--Waspinator

“It’s a long story.”--Buddy

“Wazzpinator has time.”--Waspinator

“Waspinator? Is that your designation young one?”--Buddy

Waspinator nods his helm.

“And big bots?”--Waspinator

“I’m Buddy.”--Buddy

Waspinator tilts his helm.

“Buddy?”--Waspinator

“It’s not normal, but it suites me.”--Buddy

“Yezz I am a Predacon under Megatron’s command.”--Waspinator

Buddy’s optics twitch a bit.

“Megatron? And you being a Predacon? But you don’t have the same logo as mine?”--Buddy

“You Predacon too?”--Waspinator

“Yes, but they are not factions. We are a species.”--Buddy

“What?”--Waspinator

“… Waspinator have you seen any humans here?”--Buddy

“Like them?”--Waspinator

Buddy looks at some early humans playing with a stick.

“… Oh Primus I jumped dimensions…”--Buddy

Waspinator gives Buddy a rundown of the Predacon and Maximal war.

All Buddy wants to do now is hit their helm on the nearest tree.

Buddy asked more about the Predacon’s faction.

Buddy’s optics twitched hearing their leader was Megatron.

Buddy didn’t like the things the Predacon’s were doing.

They shifted the attention to the Maximals.

They seemed a little rough around the edges, but they seemed like the better option to ask for help.

“Which way is the Maximal base?”--Buddy

“Buddy want to go there? Why?”--Waspinator

“They seem like the better option for asking for any help. No offense, but the last time I put any faith in a Megatron, it didn’t end up well.”--Buddy

“Oh…”--Waspinator

“But you’re going to take me there.”—Buddy

Buddy stands up stretching a bit, getting ready to transform.

“WHAT! No! Maximals hurt Wazzpinator!”--Waspinator

“I will make sure they don’t. You have my word. Now are we ready?”--Buddy

“But Wazzpinator need repairs.”--Waspinator

“Then you fly with me.”--Buddy

“WhaaaAAAAAAAHHHHHH!”--Waspinator

Waspinator nearly faints at the full dragon size Buddy is.

Waspinator had a fun time flying on Buddy’s back.

Beats flying all the way to the base by himself.

The Maximals nearly fainted when a giant dragon with Waspinator landed near their base.

Buddy politely greets them and asks for someone to look at Waspinator.

There is some opposition to letting the enemy in, but they are quickly shot down by common sense.

Buddy looks at this version of Prime and asks to speak with him about their situation. Many of his teammates are very much against this, but he calms them down and goes with Buddy.

He looks almost as lost as Buddy is when they tell him what happened.

Optimus agrees to give Buddy and Waspinator haven for the time being.

Things are a bit tense for the next couple of days as many try and tip toe around the giant dragon.

Buddy was so big they couldn’t even get onto the ship even if they crouched. They opted to stay outside in their beast form for the nights. Anyways, it wasn’t like someone was going to attack a behemoth like them.

Slowly the Maximal’s start warming up to Buddy and their kind nature.

They were all defiantly surprised hearing about their backstory, some more than others.

Waspinator starts his journey to becoming a fellow Maximal, thanks to Buddy talking to him about the good that could come with this new change.

Waspinator makes up for a great Maximal with the right guidance and support.

He becomes Buddy’s second shadow while Buddy stays at the Maximal base.

Buddy has plenty of time to tell stories about their times as a gladiator, their time with the Cons, and their time now with the Autobots.

Buddy talking to Cheetor, Rattrap, Waspinator, Silverbolt, and Dinobot.

“What do you think they are talking about?”--Tigatron

“Maybe about their favorite tree from yesterday.”--Airazor

“Hmm, maybe.”--Tigatron

Back to Buddy…

“Then I raised my sword above the crowd, drenched in the energon of my enemies and asked if they were finally entertained.”--Buddy

Buddy mimicking a sword slash for their audience.

“Wow! How long was that Buddy!”--Cheetor

Buddy scratches their helm.

“Hmmm… Don’t remember the exact date, but defiantly when I was around your age Cheetor.”--Buddy

“Awesome!”--Cheetor

“Wait how long was it though? Couldn’t have been that long right?”--Rattrap

“Aww, that sweet of you to think Rattrap. But I am a bit old.”--Buddy

“But how old?”--Silverbolt

“…”--Buddy

“…”--Maximals

“How old Buddy?”--Dinobot

“How about I tell you the story about the time I scared Orion Pax in the halls of Iacon from the top shelf?”--Buddy

“Buddy stop ignoring the question.”--Dinobot

“Listen to your elders.”--Buddy

“How old are you!?”--Waspinator

A familiar looking portal appears one day, and Buddy knows its their time to go. Their team finally found them.

They make sure to give each of the Maximals hearty hugs before they leave.

Buddy hugging all the Maximals.

“I will never forget your kindness my friends. If you end up in my dimension, just call for me!”--Buddy

Buddy gives an extra hug to Waspinator.

“Stay strong my friend. You are so much more than what you give credit.”--Buddy

Waspinator hugs them, trying not to cry, before letting go.

Buddy transforms and flies into the portal.

Buddy exits the portal to see the bewildered faces of their family.

“What took you so long?”--Buddy

“BUDDY!”—The Kids

The kids crowd around Buddy’s pedes while the rest of the Autobots follow suite.

Things are finally back to normal.

#transformers x reader #maccadam #bot buddy #tfp #tfp x reader #beast wars x platonic reader #beast wars x reader

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yandere--stuck · 9 months

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Hey it's me from the yandere tfp autobots x kids(platonic) ask. First, I have to say what you did was great and I absolutely loved it! Second, I have an alternative way for this that I think is pretty cool.

What if the children actually managed to escape. For example, they were able to get into contact with agent fowler (maybe through a pager idk) and snuck out of base with June and was picked up by the military. And now the autobots are doing everything in their power to get "their" kids back home. Maybe they do end up getting the kids back or maybe they don't.

I liked the way you wrote the one before and would like this in the same way, but if you just want to comment on this and not write a whole thing again, I understand.

TYSM I loved your ideas and I love familial yandere team prime!!! I kinda changed up some of the details, but I hope you like it nonetheless! Thank you for sending this in ;w;

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"Come on, Bee, this isn't you!" Raf pleaded, looking up at the scout.

From where Miko was cradled in Bulkhead's arms, she could look over the giant, makeshift baby gate the autobots had fashioned for them, watching as Bumblebee tried and failed to distract Raf with one of their racing games. Raf's controller had long since been abandoned, with Bee ignoring the boy's pleas and puppy dog eyes as he kept focus on beating Raf's static avatar.

She'd been in there not too long ago, but was removed for 'upsetting Rafael' and 'throwing a tantrum.' Bullshit! Raf was upset already! They both were! And she had every right to be pissed and try to break things! They couldn't keep them here like this! It was crazy. It's what the *'Cons would do.

That comment and Rafael crying is what got her put in timeout - being plucked up from under her arms and wrapped up like a burrito in a blanket, held in Bulkhead's arms.

"Some time with her Sire should calm her down," Ratchet had said as he passed Miko off to the green mech.

"Don't talk about me like I'm not here!" She yelled up, writhing in the tight hold of the blankets.

Bulkhead only smiled down at her, beginning to rock her slowly in his arms. "It's okay, Miko, I know you're confused. But, you'll see, this is for the best."

Miko huffed, gritting her teeth at the memory. She turned her attention back to Bee and Raf, the former responding to Rafael's begging with a series of beeps. Miko strained her ears to form some sort of sentence through the sounds. Sometimes, it almost seemed like the noises resembled some words, but maybe that was just coincidence. She didn't understand Bumblebee the way Raf did. But whatever the scout said, it sure sounded… Sad. Maybe she could take some comfort in knowing at least one of them felt bad.

"Ah, don't worry, Miko," Bulkhead's voice drew her eyes back onto him. "You'll be able to go back once you calm down."

"I am calm," she seethed through clenched teeth. "I am the most calm any person has ever been. Ever."

Bulkhead chuckled. "Well, you aren't squirming anymore, at least."

"Remember, she's a wily one," Ratchet called from over his shoulder.

The wrecker chuckled. "Trust me, I'm well aware."

The death glare she shot the both of them must have been as piercing as she intended, all levity deflating from them the moment they met her eyes.

The smile that had run from Ratchet's face quickly returned, though, as he approached Bulkhead from behind, reaching over with a stubby digit to gently brush against Miko's hair.

"We say it with love," Ratchet explained.

Miko frowned up at them. "You guys don't even realize how crazy you're acting right now."

Ratchet scoffed. "I'd hardly call caring for our Sparklings 'crazy.'"

"You haven't always exactly made them feel entirely welcome, Ratch." Bulkhead retorted.

"That was before!" The medic snapped, before catching himself. He vented, a remorseful expression on his faceplates as he turned back to Miko. "And I am sorry."

"... Did the 'Cons do something to you guys' heads?"

"This again…" Ratchet muttered, finally returning to his post at the comm system.

"Don't worry," The Wrecker soothed his charge. "If anything, we're probably thinking clearer than ever. And you won't have to worry about them ever again.

Miko huffed again, turning her attention back to Rafael and Bee.

"Nothing bad's happened yet," Raf told him. "If you let us go now, nobody's gonna be in trouble. We can still be friends. It's okay."

Bee seemingly couldn't bring himself to look down at his friend, staring straight at the screen as he let out a few more sad-sounding beeps and boops.

"He's right, you know," Miko turned her attention back on Bulkhead. "If you just say sorry and stuff because you got a little crazy and let us go, we'll forgive you."

"And let you go back out there to be hurt again? No way. Or to your host family, who probably don't even care. Or your 'real' family? Who sent you away and don't even know where you are or what you're doing?"

"I'm an exchange student! It's part of a program. They do care."

"Seemed pretty eager to send you far, far away to me."

Miko shook with anger, feeling her frown deepen into a sneer. Her lips pulled back and she felt tears just barely prickly at her eyes. She tried to stifle a sniffle and turn away from the bot, but was immobile from the blankets cocoon she was wrapped in. All she could do was turn her face away and try not to sniffle and cry too obviously.

"Oh, sweetspark, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry," Bulkhead cooed.

"It's a hard truth she has to learn," Ratchet called from over his shoulder. "Better to learn it now than when it could really hurt her."

"See? We're doing this because we care. Your family. Raf's. Even with June, it's clear that they either aren't fit to care for you guys or just don't care at all. But, we do."

"You don't know anything," Miko blinked back tears, glaring at nothing. "And when Jack gets out of here, you're gonna be in big trouble."

Ratchet suddenly barked out a laugh. "Ha! This is our base, Miko, we know it better than anyone else. And with Optimus and Arcee hot on their trail, I don't see them leaving anytime soon."

An alert rang out over the comms, making Miko's head perked up. She tried to crane her head to see - Bulkhead thankfully turned around to give her a better view.

"In fact, that's probably them right now," Ratchet announced, a smug smile flashing over his features. "Arcee? I take it we have our boy?"

"No! Just June," Arcee's voice fizzled in. "She said Jack made it out."

"Scrap." Bulkhead vented.

"Wh- h- that's impossible!" The doctor spluttered.

"She says she gave him her pager. He's probably contacted Fowler by now."

"Double scrap."

Arcee continued. "Optimus and I are gonna keep looking, but if he's not here…"

"Told you so!" Miko blurted out, voice flooded with a smug sense of satisfaction. "You guys are in so much trouble."

Ratchet ignored her. "Right. Don't worry, we'll figure it out."

With a final affirmative from Arcee, the line went dead.

Ratchet vented heavily. "Well. This is quite the puzzle."

"You're screwed!" Miko laughed, only to be met with a disapproving wave of one of Bulkhead's digits.

"Language," he warned.

"Stop treating me like a baby!"

"Can't, considering you're acting like one."

"Bulk!"

"Hey, here's an idea," Ratchet mused aloud, looking over different files. "We may not be screwed, after all."

"Ratchet, not you, too," The wrecker whined.

The medic stepped aside, extending his arm as if to show off to Miko the different files that flashed on screen. "It sure would be a shame if someone compiled a string of audio clips that just happened to sound like you're explaining it was all a big misunderstanding, wouldn't it, Miko? Especially if we have audio recording devices everywhere that caught all of your conversations, giving us plenty to pick through and cobble together, huh?"

Miko felt her stomach drop. The dawning horror overcoming her must have been apparent on her face, as Ratchet's smile faded and his brows bunched together.

"Jack will be with us soon, don't you worry." He assured.

If anything, it only made her feel worse.

#platonic yandere #familial yandere #yandere transformers #yandere tfp #yandere team prime #yandere

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to-eat-laugh-love-in-peace · 4 months

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With how Tristamp sets up major plot points in advance with the characters that they name drop or have appear and interact with and learn more about other characters throughout the series no matter how short their screen time was or how small their role to play at the time was, I think that Meryl along with Milly might be a bit more involved in the fight against Gray the Ninelives who really only fought against Wolfwood in Trimax.

Like yeah the girls show up but it's really only at the end and as comedic relief they literally just fall on top of them and knock them out, signalling that the fight's really over now. But like just look at how hyped they looked to fight, guns out and all.

But in Tristamp not only has Meryl gotten to meet and get to know some of Ship 3’s residents, becoming especially invested in Luida’s project in growing enough flora to terraform No Man’s Land into a green planet to lessen the burden on the Plants and ensure the survival of both species, making her more than willing and ready to fight for them given the chance,

but also she’s seen Gray as the both the mech suit in Ep3,

and as the nine people who control it in Ep10,

with her having seen and gotten to know more about them thanks to Conrad possibly setting up that she might actually be the way Wolfwood figures out that Gray is just a giant mech suit being piloted by nine people. And then they could work together to take them down.

Which would be pretty cool to see, maybe they could take three each, given that there aren’t a lot of instances that I can recall at least where Wolfwood fights alongside the girls, plus it’d make for good team building with Milly having just joined the gang. Also, after rewatching episode 4, specifically where right before Roberto’s taken by Zazie Wolfwood makes fun of Roberto’s derringer, it just ignited a want, a need really to see Wolfwood have his ass saved at least once by said derringer.

Speaking of which, there have also been multiple instances where allusions to David and Goliath were made in relation to Meryl in Trimax, notably in the few panels that show bits and pieces of her backstory that show how she got her first derringer, which Studio Orange expanded upon with Roberto, that lead me to believe this to be the case even more.

On top of that, I think that she might be reason for why they're simply going to have them locked up and not killed (wonder if seven of them are still going to be killed during the fight in S2) even after the damage they've dealt and the deaths they've caused seeing as she reacted with horror and pity when she learned about them from Conrad,

a sentiment Roberto himself doubled down on,

which while it might have enraged Elendira and sent her to come after them with her nails, leading to Roberto's death, and possibly souring Meryl's feelings about her, the same can't be said for Gray. @tristampparty

#Trigun #Tristamp #Trigun Stampede #Trimax #Trigun Maximum #tristampparty #Gray the Ninelives #Meryl Stryfe #Milly Thompson #Nicholas the Punisher #Nicholas D. Wolfwood #Revenant Vasquez #William Conrad #Luida Leitner #Hope they release Gray's official character sheets need #It's already a struggle as it is to draw techy stuff will need more references for their mech suit/s to make some fanart #Also wonder if the reason why there's one main mech suit and one smaller version of the mech suit for each of the nine guys #is that they're pulling some design inspiration from Kanta Tonkichi and Chinpei Nebraska's designs for their Tristamp design #where they can condense into a ball to inhabit the main mech suit but also unfurl into each of their own mini mech suit when the #main suit gets damages if not completely during destroyed or at least just when it seems more convenient like when they're moving #around Plant tanks around the room full of Red Plants that probably isn' the most spacious or at least needs to be handled with care

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fiddles-ifs · 10 months

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〔 DEMO (COMING SOON!) 〕〔 CHARACTERS 〕〔 PLAYLIST 〕

Rated 18+ for violence and sexual content. Trigger warnings will be provided at the beginning of each chapter.

Twenty-seven years ago, the Giants woke up. Behemoth machines powered by AI machine learning, they destroyed much of the infrastructure of the world in a period known as The Fall. Humanity retreated to walled Cities -- first Kowloon, then others. And then Rider happened. A shining star in a half-formed mech, Rider beat back the Giants and became humanity's first and greatest hope. Then they died. And now there's you -- a carbon copy ten years later, built from a smattering of cells to kill the Giants and set the Cities free, an exact replica of the Rider the world knew and loved. You are one link in a chain of fallen soldiers. Cannon fodder, in smooth, pretty, porcelain white mechs. The white knights of the globe. They named you Fury. You're about to prove them right.

〔 FEATURES 〕

Customizable MC. Play as male, female, or non-binary; trans or cisgender; customizable pronouns.* Customize your appearance.

An angry clone. The anger keeps you alive, sure -- but what about the rest of you? Is your anger calm or explosive? Do you prefer to solve problems with violence or words? Do you meet problems head on, or work around them?

Who was Rider to you? Someone to look up to? A rival? A messiah?

Romance!! Or not!!!! Two romance options. Play as gay, straight, bisexual, or asexual; aro or alloromantic.

Get in the robot, Fury. Pilot your mech, DANIEL, and fight giant robots on the post-apocalyptic Great Plains. Exploit their weaknesses as rogue AI -- or just beat them into paste.

〔 ROMANCE OPTIONS 〕

Lane Black Kettle. [They/them] An Off-Gridder raised in surprisingly pleasant post-apocalyptia, Lane is in City 17 possibly illegally -- and definitely has a warrant out for their arrest. They can show you the nitty gritty underbelly of City 17, and a unique perspective on life outside the Walls. You just have to let each other in. Flavor of romance: The Outsider, enemies to lovers, snark as a love language.

Matthew "Mattie" Sorenson. [He/him] A computer genius whose obsession with the Giants tends to put people off, bug his overwhelming charisma and jovial nature reel them in again. Mattie wants to fix humanity's mistakes -- and you will help him. Flavor of romance: The Insider, competing egos, saving the world (and each other)

〔 OTHER DRAMATIS PERSONAE 〕

Luka Marik. [He/him] Your creator, the Alpha and Omega -- and a sad little man. Originally the creator of the mechs used to fight the Giants, Rider's death has left him with one purpose -- to bring them back to life.

Rider. [He/him or she/her] Begone, foul spirit, and let me not mourn you! Your genetic template, messianic savior of humanity, tragically killed in action ten years ago. Haunter of your narrative, very much against your will.

*Although many characters assume Fury is cis, the player will have several opportunities as the story progresses to transition -- including changing Fury's pronouns and aspects of their gender expression. Fury's transition will be a major plot point, if the player so chooses.

〔 TAGS + LINKS 〕

[FITM ASKS] [LANE] | [MATTIE] | [MARIK] [DISCORD]

#erinys: fury in the machine #intro post #interactive fiction #twine wip #cyberpunk #mecha

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cyberrose2001 · 11 months

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It's me again, comin at you with a request for part 2 of the shy!reader x TFP OP!

Reader and OP get a little closer. And she's super surprised (read: secretly pleased) to find out that funtime activities are still VERY possible, even with a giant robot boyfriend. 👀

I'd love to read their first time together, including some elements of voice/praise kinks (andmaybesomegrowling??). Because girl that deep voice tho??? 👀👌

TFP Optimus x shy!fem!reader

Here is some pure unadulterated sex from the sex god himself! Enjoy!! <3

This is part two for another request -> Read here! (note you don't need to read it to understand, this is just pure smut LOL)

Warnings: First time sex, praise kink, literally just smut.

Word count: 1970

18+ ONLY! MINORS DNI

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

Some time had passed since Optimus noticed your appreciation for cleanliness and the upkeeping of the base. The shower of his compliments never ceased that day, only growing stronger until Optimus practically never left your side.

“I have never been so sure in my life, my flower.”

It was short and sweet when he finally confessed to you, taking you out to his favourite stargazing spot out of reach from the base and any light pollution. You, of course, gladly accepted his request for you to be his girlfriend or conjunx, as he calls it, which you promptly cried at when he used it on you the first time.

“Alright, do you, uh, wanna take the lead?”

Even now, sitting cross-legged on his berth built for a giant, you still can’t believe you ever had a chance with the Prime. His cerulean optics gazing over your tiny, slightly trembling body. He’s kneeling before you, large servos firmly placed on your knees tracing small delicate circles over your heated skin.

“I suppose I should,” Optimus breathes out, intake slightly agape. The room's temperature is chilly, making the air floating past his dermas form small clouds, “After all, this is all about you.”

You gulp, glancing down towards the bowed-out plating of his interfacing array, once remembering Optimus mentioning how vastly similar humans and Cybertronians were in the downstairs department. Your mech was huge, and if he’s right, that means his dick was proportionate. Optimus, of course, notices your hesitancy.

He chuckles, face plate crinkling at the out corners of his optics. He gently rubs your knees again, “There is no need to be nervous. I will do everything I can not to cause you any harm.”

“But Optimus, you must be… huge,” You counter, “How will you be able to-“

Before your very eyes, your giant lover shrunk down to a quarter of his size. Your mouth pops open in utter shock at the fact that Cybertronians could convert their sizes. Optimus’ helm is just two heads taller than you are; still, he’s the height of an NBA player now, which is still much larger than the average human.

“Mass conversion,” Optimus leans closer to your face, just inches away from your soft lips (which he has been eyeing off this whole time), “It’s quite helpful, especially for the activities we are about to engage in.”

He brings a digit from your knee to your chin to shut your still-agape mouth before he gently cups it and closes the rest of the distance to your lips. Dermas and lips softly crashing into each other. You gasp softly, feeling his glossa prodding against your lip. Not hesitating, you widen your mouth so he can slip it in to explore further.

The taste is foreign and metallic but surprisingly warm, and it becomes overwhelming to your senses as his glossa swirls around your tongue in a lewd dance. You exhale deeply against the smooth surface of his faceplate, pressing your lips against him to further deepen the kiss. He hums, which ricochets against your tongue and vibrates your skull mind-numbingly.

During the lustful making out, Optimus gently pushes your still-covered self onto the berth below. He had been so kind to organise soft blankets for you to lie against, ever so self-conscious about your comfort. Soft, warm and inviting, like his gentle smile against your lips.

He’s completely encompassing you now, strong arms held against your back in a gentle cradle. He pushes his hips between yours to keep them open, your legs on either side of his gorgeous waist. As much as you’d love to prolong the kiss as much as possible, you need air, so you release from him with an audible click.

Optimus now has the opportunity to observe you laid out before him, leaning back onto his pedes. He takes his time, dragging his servos from your back to your stomach, still covered. He thumbs the hem of your shirt in a silent plea to strip it off you. You notice and give him a gentle nod and manoeuvre your arms above your head. Optimus grips the shirt and gracefully pulls it over your head, tossing it somewhere on the floor, and he nearly chokes at the sight.

Plump breasts sit perfectly inside a lacy bra, and it’s taking every ounce of strength inside Optimus not to pounce on them immediately. Instead, he trails his servos across them, relishing the texture of the bra and the soft skin spilling over it. You shiver against his touch, bring your hand up to the servos resting on your chest and aid him in pulling down the bra.

One would say Optimus has a lot of self-restraint, but with your tits now exposed to him, he’s having a hard time wrangling his desire. Gently, he presses his palms into both your breasts, vents hitching. You give him a soft moan, letting him know it feels good.

“Oh, my,” Optimus sighs. He then leans down to give your jawline kisses, trailing them down to your neck, “You have been hiding these from me for too long.”

You whine as he rolls your nipples around his thumb and pointer finger, at the same time sucking the flesh of your neck. Grasping onto his helm, you feel him dipping lower until his dermas meet the most sensitive part of your breasts. He glances up at your face, taking in every little detail of your flustered expression, then slips a bud into his intake.

You cry out and arch your back into him. His glossa swirls and flicks, creating patterns and painting your skin with oral lubricant. It feels so fucking good, and when you think he couldn’t relish your nipple more, he wraps his lips around the entirety of it and gently suckles.

“Oohhhh, Optimus….” You sigh, pushing his helm into your chest further. And when you look down, the sight of your tit squished against his face with closed optics in an expression of contentment elevates your pleasure. Optimus purrs against your skin, his hips slowly beginning to rock against your parted legs—clothed flesh meeting with hardened metal causing you to bite back a moan.

Optimus unlatches from your hardened nipple and sits back on his knees, a servo splayed against your chest, “Wonderful, you are. May I suggest moving along further?”

“What do you have in mind?” You murmur, propping yourself onto your elbows. You watch with bated breath as his servo travels down to the seam of your pants and tucks his digits inside, edging them down your waist until you get the idea that he wants them off. You comply, lifting your hips, allowing him to pull your pants down to your ankles and toss them off you.

“I’d like to taste you.” Optimus rasps out, leaning his helm down to press open-mouthed kisses to your lower stomach. He glances back up at you, “If that is acceptable to you.”

You choke for what would be the second time tonight. The mere thought of Optimus eating you out makes your stomach lurch in excitement, “Ye- I mean, yes… please.”

He hums before proceeding with his open-mouthed kisses down to your now-exposed pussy. You’re unsure what he would think about it, whether or not he has ever seen such a sensitive part of a body or the Cybertronian equivalent. But your self-consciousness is launched out of the hab-suite as Optimus parts your lower lips and delves his glossa into your flower, and your whole body jolts.

“Oh fuck-“ You tilt your head and whimper as he laps at your folds, soft wet noises fill the room. He moves his glossa to your nub and flicks at it, and you can feel yourself dissolving into the berth as he wraps his dermas around it and administers a gentle suction.

“Mmmh, you taste divine,” Optimus coos against your heat and dips a servo between his legs out of view, and you can hear a gentle click. He moans against your clit again, “So warm, soft as silk.”

“Optimus, please.” You beg, reaching a shaky hand down to grasp his audial fins, “I need…”

He makes eye contact with you, his dermas break away from your clit, and he is absolutely drenched in your juices, “I believe I feel the same way,” He licks his dermas and sits upright once again, pulling your hips closer to his, “Are you comfortable?”

You take one glance at the thick spike that is now resting heavily against your hole. He’s enormous and already leaking pre-cum. You swallow hard and give him an answer, “Very.”

Optimus shivers and lines himself up, pushing your thighs up and leaning over you to give himself more leverage, “Please, let me know if it gets too much,”

You nod, trusting him with every inch of your sweat-covered body. And brace yourself as he sinks into you at an agonisingly slow rate, and you choke. Your walls clench onto him, practically sucking his spike in further. Crying out, you bury your head into his shoulder as he hilts himself inside you.

“Primus, look at you,” Optimus grunts, spike throbbing with such intensity as he brings a servo to cup your cheek, “Taking me so well.”

He remains in place for a few sweet moments before giving you an experimental roll of his hips, and you’re already gagging for it. You see stars behind your closed lids as he sets a heady pace, hips juddering against yours as he presses his dermas to your lips to choke back his own noises.

“Mhmmmh, Optimus,” You mewl, pulling away from the kiss. Faces remaining so close you’re breathing in his own ex-vents, “Feel s-so good, fuck.”

He tilts his helm closer to your ear, “My name sounds delightful from your lips,” He growls, hips snapping into yours as he nibbles on your earlobe, “You make me feel, hggnf, incredible.”

You keen at his words, fingernails scraping into his back plating as he ploughs himself into you. An unrelenting force builds upon your own as your stomach twists in knots. It’s overwhelming, and you struggle to mutter out a single word, your mind dizzy and your vision hazy.

“That’s it,” Optimus is trembling, reduced to low groans and strangled noises, “You’re nearly there. You’re doing so well.”

And that’s all you need to hear before the knot in your stomach explodes and sends fire trails through every inch of your trembling body. Your walls strangle his spike, causing Optimus to gasp harshly. He only gave you a few more rough thrusts before shoving his hips into you as far as he could, and like a tight spring coil being released, he spills himself hard inside you. His spike throbs intensely as he leans most of his body weight onto you, pressing his face into your neck. He curses and murmurs your name, voice laden with static as he dissolves into his overload.

You lay there for what seems like an eternity, but realistically only for a minute or two. You wrap your arms around his neck and pull the remainder of his weight onto you, and Optimus carries no hesitancy in doing so, collapsing against you. His vents are ragged and feel cool on your hot, sheen skin.

Optimus lets out a deep sigh, lazily pressing a kiss to your neck, “I am very proud of you,” He says raspily, and god, his voice is like a massage to your ears, “You were wonderful.”

You smile warmly, tenderly stroking one of his audial fins, “I should thank you, you’re the one who did all the work.”

He chuckles, sending goosebumps across your skin, “It was the only appropriate way to give my thanks for all your hard work, my flower.”

#tfp #transformers prime #tfp optimus #tfp optimus x reader #tfp optimus x human reader #valveplug #cyberrosewrites

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transgenderenkidu · 20 days

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ok since i posted about it last night, i might as well finally debut my comicaurora sentinel au, even if my drawings for it are. not fully realized

in this chimerae are a localized disaster event that can spring up anywhere, draining the life energy for a mile around. in response (in accordance with the rule of cool), cities built the sentinel corps, giant robots to fight off chimerae before they destroy the city.

more under the cut

kendal is one of these sentinels, a relatively recently developed mark III whose pilot is vash fairblade, captain of the sentinels. there aren't any city gods in this au, so vash is just a guy. why does he have the same name as the city? bc i didnt want to change it. anyway. after a while, kendal develops something of an active mind instead of just being a giant robot¹, mimicking vash's own mind. and then a wave of chimerae attack the city, destroying it, killing vash, and leaving kendal the only remaining sentinel. in the midst of the destruction, though, he could have sworn he saw a woman, unruffled, just... watching.

the sun is on its way down when alinua finds the corpse. or, more accurately, she finds the sentinel. the pilot is still tangled in the cockpit, sentinel curled around him like it was trying to protect him. the corpse is of course vash, and the sentinel is kendal.

alinua still has the 'chimeric plague' (here hypothesized to be the cause of chimera events), and the only reason she goes with him is that a. hes inorganic (can't be affected by the life outburst) and b. if she does cause a chimera event, hes literally a giant robot designed for the specific purpose of fighting chimerae. and besides, vash the city is destroyed. there won't be any collateral damage.

sidebar, alinua can pilot kendal. it's a team effort - now that ive watched pacific rim, i think its a little like drifting if your jaeger also could think. tbh i also think canon kendal and alinua are drift compatible, but thats another post for another time

dainix is another mech pilot, though not willingly - zuurith's sentinel corps is not Exclusively prison labor, but what does it matter if a few prisoners die of brain hemmhorages while piloting? dainix, piloting the sentinel "champion", is the longest lasting prisoner pilot they've had, and he's brutally effective. there are murmurings that he'll be released and placed in the sentinel corps as a citizen, but if he is ever released he'd fuck off in a heartbeat, so he's still in prison, sentence artificially extended for as long as he's useful.

i'm still a little uncertain as to what kind of roles erin, tess, and falst play, so if anyone's got any ideas i'd be delighted to hear them!!

#art #comic aurora #aurora comic #comicaurora #kendal aurora #vash aurora #tarren's a sentinel engineer loaned to argist by the aseran corps for their understanding of the oceans effects on sentinels #mine #aurora sentinel au #PLEAAAAASE ask questions and chat with me about this btw i wanna talk about it so bad

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alpinearts · 8 months

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im normal about my frostpunk ocs (left guy is seth ratigan and right guy is pallav sachdeva)

im going through a giant artblock right now so this all looks like shit but ohh my goddddddd therye soooo goofy. infodump under the cut

before you read, this story has a bad ending. this'll involve talk of cannibalism, murder-suicides, and apocalyptic stuff. i dont think ive done a bad ending before so im going a bit wild with it.

theyre for the frostpunk arks scenario where a bunch of engineers have to preserve seeds for the future of humanity! along the way they gotta automate the whole settlement before a huge storm hits so the seeds survive even after everyone dies.

seth ratigan is the lead mech engineer who helped draft a bunch of automaton designs and pallav sachdeva is the lead botanist. they met in university (roommates because im a sucker for that trope) and fell in love there! both of them are closeted and keep the relationship a secret.

pallav has a sister, nima, whos an ecologist. when they arrive at the arks shes drafted as a scout and gives the reader a view as to whats happening out in the field so to speak. at the beginning of the story when all the engineers are climbing a cliff, seth slips and knocks himself out. everyone keeps climbing except for nima and pallav, and she pulls him to safety. towards the end she gets lost on a scouting expedition and ends up completely spiralling and killing her fellow explorers. cannibalism mightve been involved. she represents corruption in the pursuit of survival. she may or may not be azulin from unicorn wars

sethhhh....... sethhh..... he represents loss of hope. as lead engineer he gives the reader insight into the inner workings of the arks, both mechanically and politically. hes irish and OHH ITS 1:51 AM AND I HAVE WORK AT 9 AM !!!!! hes IRISH!!! and AWESOME!!!!! AND HE SERVES AS THE VOICE OF DOUBT!!! towards the end as the storm approaches, he gets completely overworked by the leader and the stress + sleep deprivation just drives him over the edge. and at the height of the storm when everyone else is dead he kinda. he kinda kills pallav. and then himself. not cool dude.

pallav serves as our insight into how the people are reacting to all this and he represents altruism + perseverence in the face of certain death. oh its 1:55. oh my god. once the arks are fully automated he gets moved to the hothouses as a supervisor, which means he has more proximity to cookhouses and medical tents than our other protagonists. while seth and nima go from kindhearted and optimistic to corrupt and hopeless, pallav stays steady. throughout the whole series he maintains a positive attitude and is always looking to help people. at first seth just laughs along and entertains him, such as the scene at the very top of this post where they're talking about flowers and cottages. im thinking pallav wants to pretend with seth, for just a moment, that all of this will blow over and they can go back to their life in england, get a cottage and whatnot. seth pushes back saying that realistically they wont make it, pallav asks him to play along and so he does. its a stark contrast to their deaths and how much the arks have changed them.

the seedlings survived, but at what cost?

#oc: seth ratigan #oc: pallav sachdeva #oc: nima sachdeva #frostpunk #frostpunk ocs #ocs #tw cannibalism #tw murder #tw suicide #tw violence #tw blood #blood #blood cw

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v23-flow · 9 months

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#wiah :0#halquisprite#okay now THATS a cool fucking concept#also i love equius and hal's designs#AND THE BROKEN HORN OF THE MECH MATCHING EQUIUS' HORNS#stunning!!!!#hs#would love to see ur other designs for the rest of the sprites#particularly gcatavros and davepeta

@treeprince I can talk about them, sure!

Davepeta has a more modern design since they're one of the last created

Gcatavros has only one human taking care of and piloting it, but the kitty is helping! (Litterally. He knows what he's doing) the design is still blurry in my mind tho. Only the head has a definitive shape

I didn't really drew the rest of the cast yet, but I'm thinking about it...

The theme of this AU was a classic alien invasion trope with the time setting taking place in a sort of after-catastrophe, secret resistance going on. Like I said in my previous post with arquius, the sprites are giant fighting robots, with their componants piloting and building/repairing it and their kids being the operators/commandants.

Now pardon me while i also ramble bout other sprites:

Erisol is the most assymetrical mess you've ever seen, yet works perfectly fine, thanks to sollux' hard work. (Eridan does his part too. He's a good pilot)

Arquius is the most resistant and solidly built of the batch. Hal and Equius get along extremely well, to the surprise of almost everyone, save Nepeta

Fefeta got destroyed during a fight and feferi got injured, so she now work behind the scenes with Jane for Gcatavros

Jasprose is one of the only three robots having a single human working on it. The same kitty is helping Rose!

Tavris got destroyed due to the fact that Vriska and Tavros weren't getting along at all. Now Vriska is an honorary operator to all the robots (she decided that herself)

Nanna is the last three of the single piloted robots, by none other than Nanna (lol). She was the first to build and fight. She also fucking kicks ass

#homestuck #nepeta leijon #dave strider #davepetasprite #tavros nitram #gcatavrosprite #v23 art #i have no plot atm. i'm just having a blast drawing robots lol

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Okay so I watched all of Ninjago Dragons Rising s2p2! I've got so many thoughts and I'm dumping them all here in a long list. SPOILERS AHEAD!!!

to start: Cole!! He's a family man! He's got a boyfriend and they hold hands and they care for their kids and Bonzle so obviously came out to them and omg I wanted to cry. The joy of acceptance. I mean come one she kept saying how alone she felt, they're found family, she was repeating that she chose he town name and identity and the villains were insistent that she wants a person but just a spell like come on

But there's more than that, I have questions I have concerns!! Like wtf happend on Coles quest?? With Sensei Wu??? Like he disappeared and turned up again and said he would explain but never did.

Cole also came back from that in his bolder form so did he figure out he could do it on his own then? Is that what he learned on his quest?? If so it's gonna be a little awkward when he tried to explain that to his bf Geo.

With part 2 I really want to see the whole gang meet them and talk and catch up on everything. Like cole has been missing since the merge and no one this season cared. At all. They hadn't seen him in ages- didn't even know if he was alive until drs1 but nope no worries or concerns. Not even a question of what he was up to.

When he came through the portal Zane wasn't worried or confused at all, just oh? You need some help?? Sure let's beat these bad guys and not worry or show emotions! Is a tearful reunion for my fav character too much to ask?? Cuz he clearly deserves it. :(

And then into both Zane and Coke this season!! Love them!! They've always been my fav duo (gonna have to start shipping geo/Cole/Zane as poly now) it was so fun to see them going around together with Bonzle. They had some great moments and I'm praying we get more in the next part.

On the other hand it was a shame they got such small roles- just seperated from the others as a way to help Bonzle. It means they didn't have the same lessons or knowledge the others got which is totally unfair!! They have a lot to catch up on. They also never got a chance to be part of the main battle

It's dumb but I was kinda hoping for Cole to show off his stronger powers (he always seems to get new powers every other season but that's a discussion for another day). Like sure he could use his robotic mech suit but that's been done before! He can do his boulder thing now (unless somehow he still thinks he can't which means he kept up that form for several days on his quest) and when he made that giant mid hut to protect his family!! I want to see him do that again! Let me man go ape shit to protect Bonzle.

And on another note, Geo my beloved, you should get a chance to shine with your powers. A chance to show off or at least have a talk about them with Cole.

Next up WyldFyre. I was worried they would make her the annoying comic relief cuz if her injury but her talks about losing loved ones and dragon culture and her home were really sweet and it was great to see some development so driven by battles. I love those too don't get me wrong but like I needed to see this side of her. And I adore her relationship with Kai, being besties/mentors/dad for her works so great for both characters.

I will be first to admit that

Kai wasn't really my favourite. If you couldn't tell I love Cole followed by Zane. Always have and likely always will. I suppose that early Kai reminded me too much of some guys form my class and they turned into shitheads and I've always struggled to reconcile Kai's image form theirs. He was always a little too brash, hotheaded, and too often written as stupid to fall into my good graces.

And yet this season I adored him. Of course I've never hated him but like this season made me see what all his fans (many many fans) see in him.

I thought Kai being the first to master such a new, difficult and crucial skill was incredibly satisfying. Form all the way back to season 1 he's been the butt of jokes- having to learn he's not the centre of the universe and sometimes it's others like Lloyd who are the chosen ones. That's all great but him now getting a starting role, his ability being fueled by thoughts of his family, by his childhood and by protecting is friends was just too good to ignore him. Love this form of his character more than any other I've seen.

And now Kai is trapped :(

I'm glad he's got Bonzle with him tho so hopefully they can have each other's backs (she's meant to be a POWERFUL spell after all) they'll need each other if they're trapped with those other 4 guys. If they can apparently demolish everything then I'm rather worried for the duo. Tbh I'm sure they'll survive just fine, probably making jokes at Cole's expense all the while.

On a side note, I found it super cute how WyldFyre was willing to protect and go down with Kai. Besties I'm telling ya

Now Jay. I've never thought too hard about him I know he's one of the favs of the fandom but like Kai I was never so besotted with him. Still a great guy and omg I feel so bad. One of his worst fears was always being alone and now stuck, confused, forced to hide such a fundamental part of himself.

On the other hand he's got a gun now so that's fun!!

And you can't talk about him without mentioning Nya. He worst fears being him forgetting hurts my soul. And she was so sure it could never be true that she snapped out of her nightmare state!! She's going to break when she finds out.

She's already grieving her own brother, we saw her break down into WyldFyre (more proof she's an honorary sibling by now) but now knowing what's happening with Jay, I'm saying the angst is going to be overpowering. It's a greek tragedy fr

Part 2 is going to be rough. Jay only had a single scene but it's already a sign for the worst to come.

Speaking of things being rough, Lloyd is going THROUGH IT!! give this poor guy a break. I do appreciate that we physically get to see the effects of all his trauma- that everything that's happened has real consequences for his character and the story but I can't help but feel bad.

I've also suffered from anxiety for most of my life so to see it in a character like that feels really personal to me. Hope he gets a little break though, god knows he deserves it.

Have to say it's pretty funny that Lloyd's had so much Oni trauma that he forgot that he's part dragon too. Yes ninjas dragons can do spinjitsu why are you surprised at this point

The animation this season has been incredible, the fights were beautiful the angles so interesting and dynamic and I could go on for hours about how much I love it. It's always great when kids -and even animation in general is treated with respect. It doesn't dumb it's ideas and stories and characters for the sake of it's younger audience, and that makes it so much better for me who is definitely out of the age range.

I have my more points to make but I've been adding stuff in and off for ages so I'll probably go through this all later. Thanks for reading, please I want to know your own thoughts too I love discussing that kinda stuff!!

#cole ninjago #ninjago kai #ninjago cole #lego ninjago #ninjago #ninjago dragons rising #ninjago dr spoilers #ninjago analysis #dragons rising season two #spoilers #ninjago spoilers #thoughts #discussion

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