please respect it/its users. its not really hard, we get it if you slip up sometimes. its still not that fun to get they/them'd or other pronouns if you dont use them
(first time writing on Tumblr. Be gentle please 🙏)
| Reader's gender is non specific, reader is abducted by Null Sector and manages to catch the eye of one specific omnic |
What felt like years went by as you were restrained with your hands behind your back held down by some sort of wire. It appears some omnics lacked the understanding of the human anatomy, as your eyes were blindfolded shut way too tightly as you felt like as if your face could bleed out any minute. The cold surface beneath you started to sting your muscles as you could hear nothing but the occasional clunk of metal or robotic humming. It was agony. You heard as many robotic footsteps passed by your door each minute, but none to check in on you. Your neck was strained from letting your head hang low in dissapointment in how you got yourself in this situation. Being a new recruit for Overwatch seemed like a miracle to you- you were just a lowly assistant working under Dr.Siebren de Kuiper. You barely left the lab, helping the fellow members of the astrophysics department. You never would've thought that you would be gagged and tied in the clutches of the most notorious omnic terrorist organization. Why you though? You were nothing but a lowly assistant, after the raid on the base you thought you were safe as they didn't capture anyone of importance - instead they took you. Were you mistaken for someone else? You had no clue. Your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of metal gears moving as you assumed the door to your room was opened. Multiple pairs of robotic footsteps approached you, few lowly ones but the one that were directly in front of you felt like thunder approaching you. After sitting in the same position for hours , you could barely gather the strength to raise your head in a weak attempt to acknowledge the new presence in the room.
"Which one is this supposed to be?" It felt like the entire room shook from the sound of such a powerful, robotic voice. You heard every single turn of their robotic body parts, you could only assume the tension was thick in the room- and that this was some sort of omnic in high command. You could hear what sounded like a shrug from two different parts of the room. "What do you mean you don't know?!" Your felt your entire body tense up at the sudden raise in the smooth robotic voice. All of a sudden you felt a pull at the blindfold covering your eyes, the sharp claws of the omnic managed to rip the fabric, not even attempting to be gentle with it. The room was dark, with only the light from outside of the room managing to escape from the door. As your eyes adjusted to your surroundings, you raised your view to be met with something that would make your blood run cold. It was him. The one you were taught to fear and despise your entire adult life. Ramattra. The leader of the terrorist group that slaughtered countless of humans, the one that destroyed your base. Your eyes went wide as you froze. You didn't dare to breathe. He was tall. Freakishly tall. Purple and silver plates covering his entire body, hints of black pierced his outer omnic body. You only dared to raise your view to look him in the face. The silver plate covering his face, the terrifying voice and appearance were nothing compared to those deep red eyes of his. You felt your heart skip a beat in pure terror. "I told you to bring someone of importance! What am I to do with.. this?!" He pointed at your figure tied up to some sort of pole behind you. "Bringing any sort of filth into here is despicable enough, and to think some low scum lab assistant is good enough to get them to surrender?" If you weren't in the hands of an actual monster you would've taken a minute to admire the sudden composure in his British accent. But as he turned to face one of the two Omnics accompanying him, you just realized how much of a scary situation you were in. You were in the grasps of the most human hating organization on the planet. They wouldn't waste a breath on someone like you. They'd kill you on the spot If they had no use of you, which appears to be in this case. A million thoughts rushed through your mind, there was no way you would escape here to live another day. The wires around your hands and legs started to affect your circulation in your hands and feet, it stung like hell and there was nothing you could do about it. "What are we to do with it?" One of the Omnics spoke. Ramattra released what sounded like a sigh. "It will do for now. Feed it every once in awhile. We'll find it a use." The large omnic tilted his head to look at you, "get any information you can out of it, anything could be useful." The omnic turned and left, giving you one last glance before exiting the room completely.
Days and weeks passed. You were left there untouched, a few Omnics stopped by just to point and laugh at your miserable state. You barely had the energy to fight back in those moments. You were left tied, only being fed some strange mixture of chemicals they called food. Your stomach felt constantly sick, their lukewarm water they forced you to drink, the cold food served in a way you'd serve a dog. The degrading comments, the kicks to the skull were more than enough to drive anyone mad. Your cries for help fell on deaf ears, as if nobody in overwatch noticed that you were missing. The blindfold hadn't been placed back on since the omnic tore it off you. The voices behind the doors grew louder each day, it seems there were more raids and conflicts going on causing the entirety of the organization to go into a constant state of panic. It seemed like all hope was lost. Everyone had forgotten about you. Untill one night the door to your room opened.
(Sorry if it's bad so far but had this idea since Ramattra was announced, wanted to write on Tumblr for awhile and this is what it came to. Feel free to criticize/post suggestions I'd highly appreciate it :>)
The fact that nothing completely horrible or traumatizing happened in Heartstopper, and that it has healthy representation of lgbt+ people in it is why it’s my no. 1 comfort show now.
Happy International Day of Asexuality 🌎♥♦🌍♠♣🌏 (Disclaimer: Asexuality Is A Spectrum) #asexuality
Asexuality is a spectrum some are repulsed by it, and some are favorable. You can have kinks as an asexual person, you can still have a high libido being asexual, and you can still have sex even if you have NO sexual attraction. Sexual Attraction DOES NOT EQUAL What you choose to do. Sex is a choice and you are valid
(unless you frick kids or animals or do it without consent then you can burn in hell)
For those who do not know I am A Queer Onion
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.Demisexual: Only Gain Sexual Attraction after Deep Connection
.Panromantic: I am Romantically attracted to people based on personality gender does not matter
.Omnisexual: When I do become sexually attracted to someone I prefer it if they are female/Trans Female but any other gender is fine too/When I have meaningless hookups I prefer to be with women.
.Cupiosexual/Sex Favorable: Enjoy the physical act of adult fun time even without being attracted or no attraction to said person
.Monster Fricker: Will frick sentient monsters that can give legal consent Demons/Werewolves/vampires/Really F up monsters that you do not even know how adult fun time with it is possible (What that mouth(?) do ;3)
.Robot Fricker: The day that robots are sentient and able to have robots pp I will smash them when that day comes.
.Fictophilia/Sexuality: adult fun time interest in fictional characters (Only In fiction For example in fiction I would ride Valentino (Hazbin) until he pp breaks, but in real life, I would be disgusted with him) (But also some fictional characters I would DO IRL Cause Experience points)
Gender Wise I am non-gender conforming with most of the time dressing masc