#soft android my beloved

[callmehere-iwillappear]

rec list (last updated: 10/22/23)

aka 'if you liked [cmh] you might also like [insert other really good fic here]' bc there are So Many amazing fics out there good lird

few things. first off if you see a disaster twins bias no you don't. second i tried to find all the authors' tumblrs but there were some i couldn't - if you know any of the ones i missed let me know!

aaand third, there are just. SO many good fics i ended up splitting things up. this is the rec post for multi chapter fics, here's the one shot rec post

Multichapter Fics

Complete

A Twin Thing (@minumi-chan)

Four times Donatello rejects Leo's notion of them being twins, and the once (and future) time he embraces it.

GOD THE TWINS EVER.... funny in parts but also hurts in the best possible way and thankfully has a happy ending to soothe the pain. i literally love them so much

Because We Could Not Stop For Death (@turtleinsoup)

After Leo dies, Donnie builds an android of his twin. After Leo dies, he comes back. He does. And Donnie will not ever let him go again.

very very very very VERY heavy please mind the warnings but god. god. another take on the 'leo dies in the prison dimension' concept that btw WILL make you cry. like a lot. absolutely incredible study of grief. i am never going to be the same person after reading this

coming right on back for you (@taizi)

Rise!Mikey’s portal in the prison dimension takes Leo a little bit farther than he meant for it to. 12!Mikey finds a familiar-looking stranger.

soooo full disclosure i haven't actually watched 2012 tmnt. that said even without that, this fic rules. incredibly soft and heartwarming. i love them

Corrupted Upgrade (@dandylovesturtles)

His brothers think they don't need him anymore? Well, fine. He doesn't need them either. The old Donatello is gone. He'll build a new one. One that will make them regret they ever threw him aside. Building things is what he's good at, after all.

i can't say too much without spoiling the twist, but oh MAN guys it's real good. come get your donnie hurt/comfort juice rn. also for a hurt/comfort fic it has NO RIGHT being so funny so often

Dimensions Apart & Home Again

"Who said I'm hiding?" Leo scoffs. Normally he wouldn't take such a sharp tone, but he's tired and not in the mood for what he feels to be an interrogation in his own bedroom. "You all know where I am. I live here, remember?" “Yeah, very funny. And you know where we live. But nobody's seen you for two weeks.”

ooohhh post movie hurt/comfort my beloved... leo is isolating and donnie kicks his ass. metaphorically. mostly. meanwhile raph and mikey are also having a certified Bad Time but it's okay they all get comfort by the end

Havoc, Thy Name is Donnie

Donnie accidentally turns himself into a child while experimenting with mystic power. It's cute until Donnie gets his hands on his older self's tech and then it's really uncute and Leo and S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. are having a heart attack.

child donnie is an absolute MENACE and it's INCREDIBLE. terrorizes leo. terrorizes shelldon. terrorizes some random criminals. terrorizes april. terrorizes draxum. all in the course of a single day. 12/10

how to get very good at juggling (@radishhqueen)

The Krang invasion put a couple of things in perspective for April. One of them was how much she wanted her parents to meet the Hamatos. The only difficult part is…getting her parents to meet the Hamatos.

the turtles meet april's parents! it goes... about as well as can be expected. REALLY good april centric post movie fic

little kid with a big death wish (@remedyturtles)

Leo's mind rebelled against the sensation. The heaviness burst into awareness, body, limbs, lungs, blinking. The middle distance he'd apparently been staring in focused. Leo was awake. Leo was aware. Leo was alive. Being alive wasn't something he thought he'd be.

genuinely don't think i could ever recommend this fic enough. mind the warnings as it does get very heavy but. god. idk how to express how much this fic means to me in just a few sentences but like. you'll understand if you read it (also for. an actual summary: post movie recovery fic with a side of extra leo)

Nothing Haunts Us (like the things we don't say)

The boys learn the hard way that truths can hurt. Well, some of them.

truth spellllll you love to see it! lotta post movie angst + some good comfort at the end + bonus the boys actually being emotionally vulnerable and talking about their issues (even if it's not 100% by choice)

Trial and Error (@apatheticrobots)

Leo ends up in the past. This changes some things.

YES the healing (well. eventually).... big fan of the leos' dynamic in this one. also that One Scene (the one with the animatic. if you know you know) gives me goosebumps EVERY time good god

Unfinished business

When one dies leaving something undone, there's a belief, that they do not go gentle into that good night. They linger on until they've finished what they couldn't while alive. And for four turtles, that business is using the Poltergeist movie as inspiration.

bad future ending but make it HILARIOUS. tldr the future turtles haunt the SHIT out of the krang. that's all i'm giving you because that's all you should need. they fucking rick roll them. please

Use Only For Intended Purpose (me!)

That's probably not how mind melds are supposed to work.

sorry for reccing my own fic do you still love me /j BUT FR if you like post movie disaster twins hurt/comfort with a side of dream sharing. i got u

Where in the World is Neon Leon?

Leo practices portalling on his own. This is not a good idea for many, many reasons.

set over the course of the show + the movie! aka leo trying so so hard to be seen as reliable and getting incredibly fucked up over it. also making new friends

write this down on my headstone (it wasn't what i hoped for) (@bottledovercast)

it’s as he drifts listlessly through the cold-as-shit hellscape that leo’s willing to admit, maybe this wasn’t what raph meant. aka: i do not believe for one second that there were No Problems in between getting leo out of the prison dimension and the final scene of the movie.

i genuinely do not know how to do this one justice with words. it's written impeccably and the hurt/comfort is just. chefs kiss. please read it (+ has a sequel now that's also absolutely incredible!)

In progress

At My Worst (@teainthesnow)

Future Leo ends up back in time, stuck in the body of his younger self, who is still conscious but trapped within his mind.

genuinely LOVE this concept like there's a lot of (really good) future leo goes back in time fics but i'm pretty sure this is the only one i've read with them sharing a body? god the dynamic is. SO good. one of my fave future leo + present leo dynamics ever tbh. just. chefs kiss

I May Be Invisible, But I Still Look Good (@dandylovesturtles)

Leo is cursed by a mystic whatever thingy. But don't worry guys, he's totally got this! Getting back into his body? Easy peasy. (He hopes it will be easy peasy.)

will smith poses fellow ghost(ish) leo fic my beloved! ngl this one kinda has a special place in my heart so i May be biased BUT even aside from that it's just. so good. the premise is so interesting and it's written super well and in character and also i would like to give leo a hug PLEASE GOOD GOD

I'm Sorry, Teenage Mutant What Now? (@tangledinink)

When Hamato Yoshi is presented with the chance to return to the surface with his sons and give them a 'normal' life as humans, he takes it. He didn't think that they would forget about that whole turtle thing. But it seems kind of too late to tell them now. Surely they won't find out any other way, right?

human au! ... kind of. actually brooches au but they THINK they're human which is fine until, y'know, it's not. currently in the 'not' part of the fic and it's just going really great for everyone! you love to see it

In Which Donnie and Leo Make Themselves Everyone Else's Problem in an NYC That Isn't Even Their Own

It was a huge mistake on the Kraang's part to kidnap the wrong half of the wrong set of brothers and leave behind two very worried twins. And not just any twins. The disaster twins.

another crossover with 12tmnt which. again i have not seen, but like. this fic is just. REALLY good. it's set pre movie so there's not that trauma, it's literally just the twins fucking the 12 kraang up and living up to their nickname while the 12 turtles (and rise mikey and raph) look on in horror

i think i would prefer the prison dimension (@purplecatghostposts)

Leo gets sent to the Kraang Apocalypse Future that he really didn’t want to think about. Future Leo, Mikey, and Donnie are absolutely baffled by him. Nobody is happy.

you've heard of future leo in the present, now get ready for: present leo in the future! he gets dragged into the apocalypse instead of getting pulled out of the prison dimension back to his brothers and boy he is, understandably, Not Thrilled!

Last Grain of Sand in the Hourglass (@last-hourglass)

The one where the Hamato family is freaking the fuck out, Leo is lost in the Prison Dimension, and a very-time-displaced Leonardo refuses to leave his younger self behind. (Oh, and there may be some mystic hauntings afoot. You know, the usual result of messing with the space-time continuum.)

future leo gets saved while present leo stays in the prison dimension! there's A Lot going on in this one and half of it is BIG spoilers but just. oh my god. this shit is SO well written i am eating it

Mikey's Jam-Packed, Guaranteed to Get Donnie's Memory Back, Friendship Tour!

Donnie wakes up without his memory one day and everyone panics. They're just going to have to jog his memory the old-fashioned way! Through the power of friendship! [And a small (I was wrong. A very large) degree of violence and shenanigans]

donnie gets amnesia and SO SO MANY shenanigans ensue. also a tiny bit of angst but it's fine

Minor Interference (@bambiraptorx)

The turtles accept Draxum's offer to train them. Little does he know that they're only going to use it mess with him.

haha draxum accidental dad moments... well okay not entirely just yet but he's getting there! the turtles are PEAK teenager literally just causing problems on purpose and it's incredible

Mutant Ninja Midlife Crisis (@mutantninjamidlifecrisis)

In the midst of attempting to make peace with his death at the hands of the Krang, Master Leonardo is suddenly yeeted over two decades into the past, courtesy of his little brother.

YEAAHHH another future leo fic! mans gets dropped into the past and IMMEDIATELY kidnapped and brainwashed so things are going great (it's fine he gets better. you know how it is)

odd man out (@threestripeslider)

The one where Future!Leo somehow managed to luck out on a one in a million mere millisecond chance of a freak glitch in the space-time continuum that sends him back into the present, where the Invasion has been successfully driven back. And it looks like it was a one-way ticket travel.

DAD FUTURE LEO MY BELOVED.... he really took one look at these kids and said is anyone else gonna give them a third (3) dad and did not wait for an answer. also big fan of casey's high school adventures LMAO

Power Up

Leo also gets healing hands like his 2k12 counterpart. Sadly, they end up backfiring on him. Who needs to know though?

leo taking 'it's not about me' to the extreme. good god please get this kid some therapy and self worth. the AGONIES

The Lemonade Leak (@turtleinsoup)

The one in which Leo can’t sleep without his swords, because there is a monster in his room, pretending to be Donnie.

oh man. oh MAN. legit one of my fave fics out there. i'm not usually a big thriller person but this one GETS ME + the way the author writes the different perspectives is just. chefs kiss. genuinely has me on the edge of my seat every single update

The Neon Void

Five years. It's been five years. Hamato Leonardo was back. But he was no longer who he once was.

krangified leo! ... sort of. absolutely delicious angst and also i want to rattle leo's brothers. TALK TO EACH OTHER

Three-Sided Coin (@leglessstreetlights)

Highly self-indulgent fic where I put Leo, Future!Leo, and TurtleTot!Leo in the same room until they hug

what the description says! room is a bit of a stretch and present leo is fresh out of the prison dimension So There's That. some really sweet moments in this one though. tiny leo my beloved

this year we lost our dear brother leonardo

The aftermath of the Krang, and of pulling Leo out of the portal. 90% comfort and silly banter.

this is a series not a single wip but i'm saying it counts because i love it a lot. hope this helps <3 yeah what it says on the tin. immediately post movie family hours you love to see it

Times Five

Leo gets struck by a mystic beam that splits him into five parts of himself; literally.

god the TWIST. still losing my mind over it. the whole thing honestly. lotta dealing with leo's complicated emotions about the invasion and himself, really really good tbh

Write Me Well, My Love, Write Me Weird

When stories start popping up on various media outlets of the Turtleman, New York Cities own personal cryptid, most of the world shrugged. To the citizens of New York? fear, excitement, adoration for this odd and lovable creature. Everyone is quick to share stories and memories of their encounters, much to lament of Turtleman's older brother.

leo and donnie get spotted by humans (more than once) and said humans post about it on social media, as humans tend to do. raph is Not Thrilled. angst (and eventual comfort) ensues

#talk tag #fic recs #sorry abt my commentary i am NOT a film critic and there IS a reason for that </3 #kinda bounced between summarizing and just. going 'eating this eating this' and shit like that. u know how it is #anywayy read these fics. holding you all at gunpoint /j #not fic related #MAYYY update this and the other post bc there are 100% some i missed. just went through my subscriptions and marked for later and bookmarks #but i def feel like theres some i missed somehow. augh #but i dont wanna sit and stare at this forever agonizing over if im forgetting any SO. just shoving it at u all. enjoy

[appeypie]

So for like a WEEK I've been trying to come up with a way to enclose my rabid feelings in an ask, but I think I'll just lay it out with no context to wrap it in.

For some reason, your recent side-by-side Ghirahim and Mettaton body type comparison drove me FERAL, specifically how you established that MTT's ass/legs were "more fat than muscle" because yes! Fellow thicc Mettaton truther!! Too often I see him portrayed with skinny little toothpick legs, like 50% of the time, and a lot of those who do portray him with the thigh circumference he deserves give him visible muscle definition, like the legs of a bodybuilder.

I've always imagined him with, yes, quite strong legs, but with that muscle blanketed under a generous amount of subcutaceous fat for an overall smooth, rounded, "soft" appearance. Seeing an artist who shares my taste in fictional video game men (villainous egotistical twinks my beloved) interpret one of my faves in a way I wholeheartedly vibe with is just!! I want to bounce off the walls like a startled bobcat!!!

(btw all of these feelings are non-horny dw, ace speaking. Pure fictional-ass-headcanon-vibeage. I am abnormal about these men but like in the sense of wanting to go on a cute coffee date with them or perhaps marry them)

ANON i love this ask. beautifully put

i personally see MTT as a trans guy who used to take T but no longer does (so his voice is a little deeper than your average Estrogen Producer but he has that fat distribution pattern) plus post top surgery

of course he is a robot so he has the robot equivalent of this. whatever. android top surgery scars forever

i think its fun to explore different transition timelines rather than just the "expected" one of "you take T forever and then get a bunch of surgery and try really hard to 'pass'". and mettaton is perfect for this imo

i will be completely honest and say that i am ace but still very much gayhorny about my favorite fictional men, though it definitely comes from a place of "i think trans men are so fucking cool and i love us" first. plus theyre hot? best of both worlds

besides that, drawing/thinking about differing body types is just fun. i love overthinking shit and unique features can add so much to characters!!

#as a trans man with thighs we need more trans male characters with thighs #and theres nothing wrong with ghirahim having a flat plank of wood ass ok this is an ass positive blog <3 #ask #anon #mettaton #also lord has it really been a week since that ask. i havent opened up procreate since then. fuck

[manifestmerlin]

Paarrrtt 2 of @jackplushie’s automation au ideas!

Savanaclaw my beloved... (which is why these 3 get to be longer than the last 5)

Also some more details for the companies that make the bots!

EDIT: pssst if you liked this I made a sideblog for twst writing, @scertifiedsavanaclawstan! So go follow me over there!

Savanaclaw

Savanaclaw Systems is primarily a combat oriented brand, wether for defense or offense they're some of the best in the business. While they do have some diversification, they're still much more specialized than Heartslabyul Inc.

Leona is actually a part of a series of three seperate bots. Farena, Cheka, and Leona.

Farena was the original bodyguard model, designed to be friendly and protective, with Cheka coming later as more of a companion bot.

Leona was planned to be the next generation of the Farena design, faster, stronger, smarter. He had even been outfitted with an experimental weapon that disintegrated anything it came into contact with.

Of course, the executives realized they'd need to do proper marketing, and what better way to do that then sending their new android to the gladiatorial games?

Leona was a sight to behold, making his way through every fight with ease and destroying the competition. Everything was going so well.

And then came the finals. Leona suffered a complete defeat against Diasomnia Industry's newest bot.

After that, all plans for Leona, as well as himself, were scrapped. No one wanted him.

Until you that is. Until you took him out of whatever scrap heap or secondhand shop you found him in.

He's more than willing to show you how wrong his makers were to dismiss him as inferior, just give him a chance.

Please. Give him a chance.

Ruggie bots are one of the company's few non combat bots, but that doesn't mean they're weak!

They're true generalists in every sense of the word. Need to move something heavy? He's got it! Need to sort a bunch of stuff? He's got it!

Need him to do all his work quietly? Well he's been manufactured to be as silent as possible!

You got yours second hand, and you have to admit, it's true what they say. Ruggie really can do almost anything.

Any chore, any errand, any hard to find products, he does it all for you with a grin and a laugh.

Due to his simplicity he's particularly good at interfacing with other tech. Including manipulating... other androids?

But with how many you (may) have, it's too helpful to question. And he's more than happy to do that for you.

So you'll keep him around, right?

Jack bots are like large human shaped guard dogs. He can also morph into an actual wolfish shape, but that's more so he can move fast.

Just like a dog, your Jack is going to stick around you as much as he can. He has to to keep you safe after all!

He's always pulling you close to him whenever you're walking, glaring at every corner like it's a threat.

And... well try not to bump into anyone else. For their sake.

Your Jack had a pretty normal history all things considered, although he does act weird compared to the other Jack bots you've seen.

Rather than standing at your door to keep watch, he stays by your side even at home, holding onto your arm, burying his face into your neck, sweeping his soft tail around you both.

After all, to him, what's he even doing if he's not right there for you? To protect you?

As long as you let him stay by you always, he's doing it right. So please don't ask him to go.

#twisted wonderland #leona kingscholar #ruggie bucchi #jack howl #twst #automation au #twst x reader #next up is octavinelle! #i will try not to speed through the next several dorms so i can write down all the lore in the ignihyde section #the octotrio will be fun tho i promise :D

[fromthedeskof-darkiplier]

Top 5 favourite colours?

And no you can't say wilford you fuckin simp

-🗡

First of all, I can't see most colors, Mr. Eye. They're only visible to me if they're tied to the magic that exists within this dimension.

Don't get fresh with me.

Secondly:

5. The balanced, yet polarized, crisp white and bold black that that time-obsessed twosome are adorned with.

4. The promising, spirited red of the demonic energy that is instilled in young Yandere-chan.

3. The dependable, recognizable blue of the screens on @ask-the-android 's person.

2. The humble but powerful gold of @blind-radio-waves 's eyes.

1. The soft, familiar candy-pink that surrounds my beloved @respect-the-stache : his hair, his cheeks, his eyes, his voice, his heart.

-D

#ask darkiplier #ask dark #darkiplier #antisepticeye #glitched green and grungy #unus annus #yandereplier #googleiplier #googleplier #google irl #googleirl #hostiplier #the host markiplier #markiplier the host #wilford warfstache #favorite color #books bound with gauze #queries may vary #sweetheart in highschool #time and time again

[ninapi]

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- ̥۪͙۪˚┊❛ Re:Born ❜┊˚ ̥۪͙۪◌

Premise: In a world dominated by androids, the few remaining humans had to fight for survival. Your boyfriend Suguru, wanted to destroy them all and regain supremacy of the lost world, yet things don't always go as planned. A love once lost, solidifies. An opportunity to go back into the arms of a man that has always loved you since the beginning of time.

Word Count: 3351

Note: This is a romance Sci-fi Au. You can read the first chapter here :)

Chapter 2: Change of heart

The dreadful weather had been too much to handle, the clouds full of filth produced the most awful acid rain in decades, making it impossible for any of you to leave the compound.

Even with the gloomy weather and without any sort of good news, this was a lovely morning.

Satoru, as he has been doing as of late, stayed with you for the night.

You woke up to his soft snores pressed against your ear, his arm draping around you tightly keeping you in place. It’s strange how you’ve got to this point without even having to discuss whatever the thing you were having at the moment was.

With Suguru, things were always slower, well thought, there was always a plan behind everything, steps that must be followed.

But with Satoru, everything was spontaneous, there was no need for explanations or planning, things just happened, and it felt good, if there were no expectations previously set, there was no disappointment later on. With Satoru things were fun, extreme at times, but fun. Memories of both of you diving naked in the toxic river at ten years of age filled your morning making you giggle and waking him up from his slumber.

“What’sso funny baby?” his slurred speech suggested he was more asleep than anything else, he was always like this, anything would wake him up, always with his guard up no matter what. “It’s nothing, go back to sleep it’s still early.” uttering your words in a hushed tone made him cuddle you closer, unable to keep his hands to himself. Your belly was so soft and warm, he loved running his long fingers along your smooth skin, especially now that you let him slither into your shirt just a bit, if he behaves. Dreams of a hopefully not so distant future where it is full with his child plaguing his thoughts.

“How can I go back to sleep when I have this gorgeous babe in my arms?” he placed a soft kiss on the back of your neck, sending chills throughout your entire body.

Before you could reply though, your bedroom door opened up startling you both, a very agitated Shoko could be seen within seconds. This should be a revelation to her, yet somehow, she wasn’t surprised to see a half naked Gojo in your bed.

“Geto is awake (Y/N)…” it’s all she said before leaving you two to process her words, closing your door behind her.

“Wasn’t the door locked?” you just blinked in Satoru’s direction, this could have been worse, what if it was Yaga? Seeing Satoru in your bed was more problematic than one would think. Yaga wanted him married to Utahime, it was no secret to any, this could ruin his life for good, a terrifying thought.

“Baby…did you not hear Shoko…?” his arms tightened his grip around you in a possessive way, he could see how you were blocking reality and he wished he could do the same, he didn’t want to lose you, he knew the moment they walked out of that room he would be forced to back down to the childhood friend position once more and he hated that with all his guts.

“I did…�� you heard it, yet you weren’t running into your man’s arms. Could it be possible that you were just as afraid as he was?

“Is that not what you wanted? To have Suguru back?”

“I don’t know what I want anymore Satoru…I don’t think I can face him right now…” you turned around in his grip, facing his chest while hiding yourself in it. This has become your safe place, the sound of his heartbeat made you sleep peacefully, no more nightmares, no more worrying about the crazy conspiring ideas of your beloved boyfriend, with Satoru there was no need to think of keeping yourself alive, he would keep you safe no matter what, he would be there for you always, you were a priority not a puzzle piece.

You didn’t know you needed to feel needed, loved, desired. You thought you were all that actually, until Satoru came back into your life and showed you how different things could be.

It was an awful thought, it made you feel bad, your boyfriend had been through a lot, you should be there by his side, yet you didn’t want to leave the warmth of this man’s embrace.

“I’ve always known what I want. And that's in my arms right now…” lifting your chin gently with his index finger, he placed a soft loving kiss to your lips, causing tears to spill from the corners of your eyes.

“But we gotta get going.” you just nodded before placing one more kiss to his lips, sorrow and pain could be felt from it, hitting Satoru deep where it hurts.

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Your father was patiently waiting for you to arrive, he had hoped you would come faster though, confirming his suspicions, the Gojo clan had seduced his daughter once more.

He thinks of the times his wife was still alive, how she actually wanted you to marry the young Gojo and bring beautiful babies to this devastated wasteland, ‘eye candy for the suffering souls’, she said. It was him the one who insisted on choosing the Geto family instead, Suguru’s rebellious nature inspired him to get out of the misery their community lived under, they were elite, and elite doesn’t live the way you did.

Following your mother’s death, you decided to listen to him, entertain the Geto boy for the sake of your family and the community, though a beautiful relationship was born from that selfish wish.

But your father wasn’t dumb, he’s seen how much brighter you look nowadays.

He thought you were happy with Geto, he thought he did the right thing separating you from the Gojo kid, but he wasn’t so sure anymore. Geto’s rebellion did put you in harm ways more than once, you almost got killed for following him to his attempts of destroying the androids and reclaiming the world for ‘the better race’.

Satoru was already strong just by existing, he didn’t need validation from anyone else, didn’t have to train or learn new skills, he would dedicate his time to follow you around and make a fool of himself. He hated people like that, but you seemingly didn’t, and he didn’t want to think of his daughter as less than anyone in his clan, you were the elite in medicine, yet you weren’t that interested in the field, sending Shoko to be his apprentice instead.

For Suguru that was a stupid decision and he kept pushing you to learn from your father, something he greatly appreciated. But Satoru…he didn’t allow him to speak ill to you even when you were his daughter, he didn’t allow him to order you around. Sure, that sounded nice to you, but to him felt like defiance, something he didn’t like in the slightest.

When Suguru opened his eyes, the amount of happiness within him was beyond words, but he hadn’t said one word since then, and didn’t really until you arrived.

“(Y/N)-san..?” his words left you all speechless.

“R-chan…?” you were by his side within seconds, fear left your body along with Satoru’s in realization. Suguru wasn’t there anymore…

“It appears something went wrong. I do have his memories, but for some reason I’m the main driver of his body. Don’t understand the reasoning behind it though, when I scanned him last his personality traits were still intact.” the large scar with sutures on his forehead was a constant reminder of the awful deeds that lead Suguru to this table, but at the same time it was a reminder that the one inside his body had no fault whatsoever in past occurrences.

“So that’s it? The Geto boy is lost?” your father could hear your future shatter in the background, the one he wanted for you at least. He dreamed of being on Geto’s side when he was crowned as king of the new world, to have you sit right next to him, take the glory for your clan. But now, you’d be just a damn stay at home mom for all Satoru would care. A lovely future to your eyes, but a lackluster one in the eyes of powerful men of age.

Satoru remained quiet, holding you by your waist. He was happy to see his android friend back, happy he wouldn’t have to put his love on hold once again, but was also sad to see his best friend was lost for sure this time, there was no coming back from this and he knew it.

“R-chan…how are you feeling? Is it weird to be in a human body? Do you think the surgery worked in your favor at least?” your father thought about it, maybe it was a plan for the robot to survive, they had no feelings, killing one more human wouldn’t make a difference to them. But the look of happiness and innocence on the boy’s face was not one of someone with bad intentions.

“I feel some rumbles in what Satoru-kun called ‘tummy’, could that mean I’m defective?” this made you all chuckle, the light had been brought back into your life in a very unexpected way.

“No, buddy. That means you’re hungry.” the gasp that left his lips made even your father laugh. Seeing him gorge down some porridge was a sight to remember. It was nice seeing such an innocent smile on his face, it reminded you of the times when Suguru wasn’t so consumed by hatred, when all he wanted was to help around and to be a good match to his girl.

Those were good times, precious memories of yours.

“(Y/N)-san I must apologize. When I got in his body, I got to see a recollection of his entire life in the process. I feel entitled to tell you that he always knew Satoru-kun loved you and was indeed very scared of you finding that out. Thanks to that memory I got to learn what the feeling of fear was actually like, finally.” you just nodded quietly, it didn’t surprise you if you were being honest. If there was one bad thing about Suguru even when he was not as lost, was how possessive he was, which is why your friendship with Satoru had been dwelled down as you became an adult and officially his.

“How about the feeling of love? you said you wanted to know how that felt like the most.” If he had seen Suguru’s life, he should certainly know what it felt like now. Or so he implied but knew otherwise.

The cyborg just shook his head, a sad expression covering his features, “Not sure. I was able to feel (Y/N)-san’s love…” his cheeks turned rosy, suddenly the pink lights within him making sense in an inexplicable way. “But on his side, it was different. He wanted her, but not in the tender way you do.” tears were running down your face, deep within you always knew he didn’t love you the way you did, he was a great friend, nobody would dare to question that, but his life goals and all his thoughts were someplace else since the very beginning, “As someone who had no capacity to love, myself, I can say that he had the same issue. His feelings were very dark, he wanted to bring destruction to this world even if that caused you all to die. It was a very interesting experience seeing everything from his perspective, but I must say I wish I had been put in some other container with nicer feelings towards others.”

“It’s ok, buddy. You’re not him. Now you get to experience all the feelings you wanted for yourself, just keep that in mind. You’re not him.” to this he just nodded, laying himself down once more to rest, his physical state wasn’t the best just yet and needed to stay there for a while.

“You can go now, daughter. I will leave Shoko in charge while I figure out how to explain this to Yaga without getting you killed.”

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Unable to lie completely to Yaga, the leader decided to change their approach in security. If one android managed to go past it, more could do the same. You were just lucky he was a good android, a concept they didn’t know existed and gave them a new perspective in things.

Geto, as he was now called by everyone, seemed to enjoy his freedom in the community.

He took lessons from young Megumi on how to survive around the camp, from Nobara about fashion and art of old times and from Yuuji in martial arts.

Even if his body was older than them in age, his personality was closer to the youngsters, making him want to spend more time with them than doing boring chores around the compound.

Yet, he would still spend a good amount of his free time talking to you, his friends.

Having Suguru’s memories confused him, he would dream of having you by his side, of your soft hands caressing his body…he got to understand the concept of hormones after a while, his hand becoming his best friend at times of need, that was also learned through his memories, by the way.

He didn’t know if he liked you because he was in Suguru’s body or if he just did on his own. He remembered his droid self and how his pink lights startled him without ever figuring out what they meant, how he now understands how happy he was back then sharing your room and being always with you and Satoru.

He wanted to hate him honestly, and a part of him did.

He didn’t like how he didn’t care about others seeing you together anymore, how he would freely kiss you wherever you were, how he would get to hold your hand and embrace you constantly. He wished he could do the same and the memory of you doing it to his host body just made everything worse. He was sure these were bad feelings, he read about it before, how envy and lust driven thoughts ended humanity, he knew this were Suguru’s feelings, not his, but seeing your face just made that line blur to a worrying extent.

He wished to do unspeakable things to you, from kissing you to have you all to himself, to have you at his mercy, see your broken face tearing up just for him, caused by the amount of pleasure he could give you. Those thoughts terrified him, he felt like he was being hacked, his body would react in awkward ways and he hated himself for that, made him feel dirty.

It came to a point where he just couldn’t hold it in any longer, trying his luck, he held you from behind, nuzzling your neck with the tip of his nose, his hair tickling the sides of your face while you folded laundry, a known yet confusing feeling. “Buddy what’s up? Are you feeling lonely?” you continued treating him like a puppy dog, even when he was now inside the very large frame of your ex-boyfriend.

“Yes. You always hug Satoru-kun, I wondered how that felt like.” you turned around, hugging his waist, to you he was just your android friend, the image of Suguru was blocked now in your heart for good. Knowing he never loved you hurt like swallowing acid, you didn’t want to face such past, so you just dumped all your memories of him in the trash and embraced your lonely droid friend instead.

“You can hug us whenever you want, buddy.”

“Hey, don’t count me in there, ok? I don’t wanna be hugged by Suguru’s body…” Satoru wasn’t jealous, he knew deep inside there was just his android friend, there was not even an ounce of Suguru within this man, but he wanted you to remember that as well.

“Satoru…he isn’t Suguru ok? Let’s just not say that name again, it will make all of us uncomfortable.”

“To be honest, sometimes I feel like he’s still here. I have awful thoughts of jealousy and anger bursts. I don’t think that comes from me but from him reacting to what he sees through my eyes. It’s very scary…” you rubbed his sides tenderly, wanting to offer some sort of comfort to his distress.

“So he misses (Y/N), huh? Give me a break will you…he should have been a better boyfriend if he was going to be this way…” pulling you away from him, Satoru brought you to his chest, pouting.

“Like how you are the best boyfriend there is~?” lifting his spirits was quiet easy, having him snuggle his cheek on yours in seconds.

“Exactly.”

Your eyes remained on your Scared-faced friend, a gentle smile gracing your lips, “Don’t let his feelings intervene with your own, buddy. He had his chance and lost it. Now it’s your time to live, to be happy, to experience life.”

“Would you show me what love feels like? I don’t think I could get it from anyone else….” Satoru gasped loudly, your hand reaching for his in reassurance.

“There are many types of love. I already love you, you know? You’re a very important part of my life. When your battery died I felt like a part of me died with you. But remember what we told you that one day? Friends love each other too, in a platonic way. We both love you very much, you, not Suguru. Don’t let him cloud your judgement.” he just nodded, sadness could be seen emanating from him like some sort of curse.

“I’m sorry bud. You know how much she means to me and how hard it’s been for me to have her, I won’t be handing her out to anyone, ever. But like she said, you’re already an important part of our life and we would like to have you in it for as long as possible.”

“Can I…hug you…?” his puppy eyes were unbeatable, both of you opening your arms to welcome him in your shared embrace.

“I think I understand platonic love. I promise I will try to block those evil thoughts from now on, I want to respect you and love you both truly.” he was rubbing his cheek between both of your faces making you chuckle, he was adorable indeed.

Thanks to him many things changed around the compound, for the best.

Not only had Yaga improved the security around, but also the perception of androids had changed quite a bit.

Sharing his android knowledge with everyone made the entire community not only learn about the past of humanity but also about androids and their struggles, how not only military droids were out here and how they weren’t as different as humans were.

Your relationship with Satoru was accepted by Yaga after much convincing. Truth is Utahime had a very big, fat crush on Shoko and didn’t know how to go around rejecting Satoru, for a woman…so it played just fine for her to cancel the arrangement.

Your father works now with your android friend developing new tools and medicine for things that had no cure in your world but his database had clues on.

Everyone ended up accepting the new cyborg Geto, even those who despised Suguru in the past.

Overall, the compound was now a brighter place to live in, even if the quality of life kept diminishing.

Moving in officially with Satoru was just your final step towards happiness. A bigger pod was offered for you as your family was soon to grow with such a needy partner beside you.

A room was also secured in it for Geto to live in. He was part of your family now, not as your husband as it was intended, but family of some sort, sharing your living quarters seemed appropriate to the three of you. Labels weren’t really required anymore, everyone around accepted the complex relationship you three had, unexpectedly.

Love isn’t always easy to understand, people isn’t always comfortable with concepts they can’t quite understand, but one thing was certain, love filled every corner of your household as new ways to return to a better world were explored, not as the supremacy Suguru intended for humanity, but as equals.

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[cyberphuck]

Commander Data, for @qthewhatever! Data is a super beloved and important character for it, and this was fun to work on since I love Data too. (is there anyone who doesn't love Data?) The creature he's studying is a chibi version of how Q sometimes represents itself-- I had to look up some references for Data, but I knew right away what I wanted Q to look like. I imagine it has a soft, slightly yielding texture like mozzarella cheese. One thing I learned while drawing this is JESUS CHRIST THE TRICORDER HAS SO MANY BUTTONS. DEVICES HAVE *ZERO* BUTTONS IRL BUT THERE ARE LIKE TEN KAJILLION DIFFERENT BUTTONS AND LIGHTS AND SWITCHES ON THAT FUCKING THING AND I HAD TO DRAW THEM ALL BECAUSE IF I DIDN'T SOME JACKOLANTERN WOULD BE IN MY INBOX LIKE "I like how Data's tricorder doesn't have the Karmic Phase Inductor on it, I guess if he has to induce someone's karmic phase he just has to do it by hand lololol" (I know this because I am that jackolantern) (Paid commissions are not open yet, but check back on this blog's pinned post soon, or you can just give me money for free if you also love our friendly yellow android boi.)

#art tag #commission missons #star trek data #commander data #star trek tng #data

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TWST ANDROID AU PT 1

Warning: Hey while this post doesn’t contain any Nsfw stuff my blog is, so please be careful and enjoy the Au. Thank you  -Mod 420

Fem Reader Insert

Parts: One, Two, Three, Four, Five

(Ring Ring Ring)

The store you entered was brightly lit by over hanging chandeliers that looked very expensive and frankly you can bet it cost more than your house. It’s pretty though, it’s twisted rails remind you of a tree. There are three levels open to the public, the ground level you are on and a second from the grand stair case that leads up to a second level of androids. You heard there’s a fourth level, but no one can really tell you if it’s true or not. There are large cases before you, Three rows, each with a different android, and guessing from their color schemes divided by what collection they represent.

 You step closer to one of the cases peering in, eyes wide as they took in the immaculate details of the android. So life like, they looked like they were just sleeping. You couldn’t even tell it was an android if it wasn’t for the fact their chest didn’t rise, or the cables that were charging them. Their clothes white with black checkered sash that crossed their chest, the cape that made them seem bigger than the android really was, that or the high heels the android sported. And even if the cape didn’t indicate how important this android was, or expensive in your mind, the crown and scepter in their hand surely did. Their hair was such a beautiful red, that even roses couldn’t even compare.

Your hand reached out to touch the glass, before you hand could touch the glass a loud voice startled you.

“Welcome, dear customer! I greet you and most graciously ask you to come to our store!” A figure stepped out from behind a the glass cases, with a duster in one hand and a large practiced grin, their face obscured by a mask that covered their upper half of their face. You step back, surprised and a little wary. Where did this person pop up from?

They step forward slowly, careful as their heels clicked on the blue mosaic tiles. They curtsied and gestured for you to come closer, with a patient smile. You shouldn’t really, you only wanted to peek inside, see what the big hubbub was about from your friends, you didn’t think the owner...manager or whoever this was, was like this. They’re of average height, black glossy hair and dressed in a soft mix of pinks, stepping closer you can smell a soft mix of flowers on them. Before you knew it, you have already came too close and you can see the delicate details of scales on their mask. She didn’t seem to mind though, so you guess you were in the clear. With a grand sweep of their arms, they present the glass cases before you with a showman’s voice:

“In this world, there are companies who created androids to serve humans. Be they a servant, caretaker, or even a companion!  Please step inside out store and browse our large Twisted Collection modeled after our dear beloved Seven! There are many unique androids dear buyer! From our large collections we offer the best we have!

Oh! I see you spotted this rowdy group!

This group is one of our largest collection! The Heartslabyul Units have all six figures including the prized Roseheart Unit legacy! His signature red hair stands out from all other units as it is ONLY to be used by the Roseheart Collection. This group is quite lively and each unit have their own unique personality and interests! The Deuce Spade Unit and Ace Trappola Units are our most buy-together units in our group! They’re rather the trouble makers, but please don't let that put you off from them their both quite endearing in their own ways but truthfully in my opinion they’re quite the combo! You have siblings? Need a baby sitter or rather a boyfriend material? Our unit Trey Clover is just the man for the job! He may look plain but don’t let that fool you he’s quite charming and trust me I would put a ring on that finger in a heartbeat! Need a picture perfect photo or how about a scoop on the hottest trends? Look no further we have the amazing Cater Diamond or as his fans call him Cay-Cay! The Heartslabyul Collection isn’t a easy dorm to list off, but hopefully you get my point! 

The Savanah Units while less than Heartslabyul have their own gruff charm. The Leona Kingscholar Unit is quite coveted and while not as popular as it’s brother unit, Farena, it’s still one of our top best-sellers! His beauty is nothing to scoff at and his intelligence can keep up with even the brightest, however he tends to be on sleep mode most times so be aware. The Ruggie Bucchi Unit, is small in stature but he’s quick on his feet and very resourceful! His ear’s are soft to the touch and any owner would be happy to have this money saver unit in their homes! And finally we have the Jack Howl Unit, ah! Don’t be scared he’s quite the sweetheart! While his looks tend to intimidate most buyers, he’s a loyal hardworking unit who’s tough exterior hides a golden core underneath!

Ah yes, we even have Units that shape-shift from our limited edition Sea-folk Units! Octavinelle Units are quite popular! Azul Ashengrotto Unit, is quite the smooth talker if I do say so myself! His second form is quite a beauty, but he’s a bit shy so you might have to work on that. Ahaha, the twin Units Floyd and Jade tend to be bought together and don’t seem to get along with other units, unless it’s the Azul unit to keep them company. It’s to be warned they do tend to be quite naughty so keep your head in the game!” The figure spoke so energetically, pointing to each unit to you as if they were simply long time friends and not androids.

And in a way they felt  like it.

 A loud clap from your tour guide drew you back, and you realize you had only seen the floor level units. Your tour guide, really what can you call them tour guide seems rude, but they really hadn’t told you to call them anything by- waited patiently for your reaction, the way they press their lips together suppressing a smile.

“So what do you think? Quite the beauties aren’t they?” She asks. She taps her heels and turned to point to the Riddle Unit.” He’s my favorite, that one. Funny too.”

“Yeah, um,” You point to the stairs, the woman turns comically following you finger’s direction,” I heard you have more? Can we see them?”

“Of course sweetie!” the owner, you think as that’s more easier to say, agrees she strides forward towards the stairs so quickly you ran to catch up. “Prepare yourself! There’s so many to see!”

You’re halfway up the stairs when the owner turns to you with a pleasant grin, you wonder does her mouth ever cramp from smiling so much?

“Be careful now, this is where the magic begins!”

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Troubled (Abridged! Future! Trunks x Nonbinary! Reader!

(TOLD FROM (Y/N) and Trunks's POV)

'Hello. My name is (Y/N)'

"My name is Trunks.'

'and this...is our story.'

'For the first half, we were babies, so certain things may be a little....inaccurate.'

As people surrounded a body lying flat and lifeless on the ground, frantic footsteps could be heard over the sound of one loud wailing child (T:Hey-) and worrisome mumbling could be heard from every corner of the room.

Son Goku perished in his own house, as you could have guessed. 

As a result of a heart condition. Out of all the things that could've done it he died that way. A damn heart attack

'Y/N-'

'Hush, I'm gonna keep going.'

"What happened, Mom?!"

"Your dad is gone! For good!"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Trunks decided to repeat what he heard because he could hear distant screaming in the distance.

"Dad dead! Dad dead!"

'I was told those were my first words'

"Son of a Bitch!"

Vegeta screamed in disappointment, either because his son's first words reminded him that his father was dead or because Goku was dead. It was most likely the second one.

"Son of a bitch!"

'and those were my second..'

'Seeing what happens afterwards, your first words were a terrible choice.'

"But he just got back fro, his training, after being on namek, after getting back from his training, AFTER being DEAD!"

'Bye son'

A faint voice called out but soon faded away.

'And with the death of goku his freinds and family were left to mourn...For approximately six months'

'Wait why didn't they wish him back before the androids or at least wish piccolo immortal? '

'I..I don't know?'

'Either way, the warriors who were left all got their asses handed to them- I mean were mercilessly killed in a battle despite krillns sorry attempts at flirting. Including one of my dads. Homophobic Dicks.'

'After that things went bad, and it left the fate of the earth with little hope.

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'Over the next thirteen years the android would spend time destroying small town fter small town eventually working their way up. Maybe thats why we reacted the way we did, but (Y/N) and I spent a lot more time together.'

'And welcome back folks too TJ and the wombat! Wombat! WOMBAT! 'me so horny!' Starting today off wih our hour with sports: The college Battleball Association has had to disband ENTiRELY'

'As most of the and associate colleges have been destroyed by the Cyborgs.'

'Ahahahhahahaha, WIPEOUT!'

'They dealt with things with....dark humor'

'Speaking of which! In Cyborg news..'

'As we currently speak, Paprikaburg is under siege by the mechanical threat!'

'But on the brighter side!- wombats getting married!'

'That's right! Unfortuantly, my beloved fiance resides in Paprikaburg..and is probably most certainly dying as we speak!'

'But -- silver lining- Im single again!'

'holy hay!'

Bulma, a middle aged woman with long blue hair kept in a messy braid, blue eyes and fair skin reached over and shut off the radio, no longer wanting to hear it. Sitting beside her was two children but only one belonged to her.

A young boy, he wore a white shirt with blue long sleeves and the Capsule Corporation title on the chest along with grey sweatpants and blue boots.

He haf blue eyes, and hair colored  lavender that is soft and straight that parts from the top of his head to frame both sides of his face reaching his ears with two loose strands over his forehead but the wind blew it our of proportion.

Another child named (Y/N) sat beside him, they were Trunks's age and wore a black tank top underneath an orange sweater with a white belt wrapped around the lower part of their waist along with grey leggings and dark brown combat boots.

They had (E/C) eyes, and (colored) hair that was combed/braided/brushed into a bun. (IF YOU HAVE NO HAIR OR SHORT HAIR) They didn't have to worry about hair/ They brushed through their (Colored) hair into some style.

There was a nice breeze in the air and the ride from the store in general was a nice distraction from recent events.

That was until Trunks said something to ruin it.

"Mom? Do you believe in destiny"

"Im a scientest so no."

"Paprikabrug is only 30 miles from here! If we hurry we could save someone!"

"hm." (Y/N) disagreed

The car came to a sudden stop, making the once calming drive come to a stop due to Trunks's stupid yet wishful thinking.

"Or you could die like your father and get Y/N killed too."

"Why do you say that everytime I wanna go fight them?"

"Because YOU are 13, Im 37, YOU somehow manage to drag them into everything and Im all alone."

'My mother had been thirty seven for ten years'

"No means no end of discus-''

Just as she ended the conversation trunks flew off and you watched.

"Oh! No! Just, just fly away! That's fine!

He flew off and you stood up, hovering above air and conteplating how stupid this was, but the simple fact that Trunks didn't think things through like always was enough for you to want to drag him back by his hear, so you ended up following him.

"Don't worry Miss Brief, I'll drag him back if I have to."

"Not you too!"

You dashed forward and quickly caught up to him not hearing bulma call after you two.

"God...bless them."

(Y/N) quickly caught up to him, and he looked back with wide eyes as if he was shocked to see they followed him, and they glared in response much to his dismey.

"Hey! You actually came, I was a little worried about going by myself so I'm glad you-"

"I'm here to drag you back if shit hits the fan, which I know it will. Wanna know why?!"

"Because we're thirteen?"

"BECAUSE WE'RE THIRTEEN!"

'We weren't sure if we could do anything at all....but we had to atleast try to stop their chaos.'

"The innocent people-"

"Tell me trunks, what the hell are you gonna do against the androids when you can't even hold your own long enough against ME, and everytime you lose you get all teary and whine about getting stronger knowing damn well it's not gonna happen because you don't even know how to properly fight?! we don't even know how to do ki balst like gohan!"

"Wha- bu- YOU do?! Plus that thing was years ago!"

"Oh yeah A year ago is enough time for us to learn how to fight like sayains to defeat androids and for YOU to stop whining like a little bit-"

The two came to a sudden stop, and so did their "arguing" right below them was a city that was in absolute rubble. Buildings collasped, rubble everywhere.

'But we were too late'

"Damnit! We're too late!"

 The two lowered their bodies and planted their feet onto the ground and right below one of them sat a single doll, and you both got a closer look at it. Trunks kneeled down and picked up the doll, staring at it and then tightening his grip around the toy which probably belong to some dead kid. (Y/N) looked around the area.

'But...as we walked the ruins of the demolished city..'

Suddenly as trunks was trying not to cry, the two of you looked around and there he stood. A slightly older man known as son gohan, a tall, stern, and muscular man who wore an orange Gi.

'A Sexy Hero appereard!'

'A sexy hero appereard!-- Damnit (Y/N)!-'

'Ahem. A Hero appereard! The hero of our time: Gohan!'

'And face-to-face with him all I could say was..'

"GohantheykeepdestroyingcitiesandIdon'tknowhowtostopthemandeverybody's de-he-head!"

'I believe it was profound'

("Gohan they keep destroying cities and I don't know how to stop them and everybody's de-he-head!")

All Trunks managed to choke out was some slurred words that were covered with tears and a whiney voice, in response to that (Y/N) closed  their eyes and took a deep breath before letting out the most dissapointed sigh in history.

"I-..damnit Trunks."

The two children and gohan flew  back to capsle corp, and walked through the door once they landed.

Trunks, who was still in tears and stiffling back cries lead them upstairs with the help of (Y/N) where there was a table and some chairs, so everyone could sit down but gohan stood there looking out the window and (y/n) stared at him for a while, and took in the silence and enjoyed the peaceful moment.

Before Trunks ruined it....again.

(Y/N) Liked the boy a lot, but they wished he would shut the HFIL up sometimes, and this time was one of them. Regardless they still handed him a peice of tissue to wipe his tears away with.

"You remember a time before this gohan..what was it like?"

There was another short moment of silence until gohan took a deep breath and recollected his thoughts before answering.

"Welp, when I was a toddler, my Uncle kidnapped me, and then Mr. Piccolo killed him and my Dad. Then *Mr. Piccolo* Kidnapped me, the sayins showed up, killed a bunch of people -- Including Mr. Piccolo...Then we went to Namek, a bunch more people died, we came back, then my Dad died *again* then all my friends died, and now everyone else is dying."

'But somehow he survied all along, and his life sounds really shitty so far..'

     "But...It was better right?"

(Y/N) slowly turned Their head over to face him, questioning if what they heard was actually real and they weren't imagining things.

"Trunks what the fu-''

"....No"

Gohan inturrupted and trunks stood up from the table, and (Y/N) sat still at the table and watched them conversate hoping this time Trunks wouldn't drag them into his shit.

"Well (Y/N) and I can help you! We're half sayins! Just like you!"

Nevermind. (Y/N) stood up and walked beside trunks with their arms crossed over their chest.

"I've got two Mr. Piccolo"

Gohan whispered under his breath causing both (Y/N) and Trunks to look at hime as if he was insane, which he probably was, after all he's been through he might have a few screws loose.

"What?"

The two kids said in unison and gohan began to walk over to them and place a hand ontop their heads.

"I said from now on, you two shall be my pupils..and you will call me Mr.Gohan!"

"Oh! OK.--"

(Y/N) stepped on Trunks's foot to catch him off guard, and that it did, because tears started rolling again but since he was already crying it seemed like he was just getting emotinal again. They stepped over and smiled at gohan before asking him a question.

"Would you like to stay for dinner, Mr. Gohan?"

"Mr. Gohan would!"

Soon the door opened and the three of you heard keys jingling and the rustling of what sounded like grocery bags, and then the sound of bulmas shoes trailed through the house.

"Trunks, (Y/N)? Are you guys home? You know Their dad is gonna kill me if they're dead. Should I change my dating profile from 'Single Mother' to just 'Single'? Because one gets more hits--"

Bulma headed up the stairs, so Trunks quickly dried his tears and (Y/N) sat infront of him as they both acted like they were reading the entire time instead of talking about training to fight man-slaughtering andriods.

"Oh. Gohan, long time no see!"

"Bulma."

"so Gohan, You staying the night? we got plenty of room here but, you know..no extra beds, so..."

The three of you looked over to see where she was headed.

"We'll have to share..."

"I'm good''

"well, worth a shot. Who's hungry?"

As bulma walked into the kitchen gohan followed her like a lost puppy simply because she had food.

"I am"

As (Y/N) started to follow Gohan Trunks stopped them dead in their tracks by grabbing their left wrist, and they turned around to face him.

"What was that for?!" Trunks whispered/yelled at (Y/N) while they stood their confused until it hit them, he was tallking about stomping down on his foot earlier when he was about to talk to Gohan.

"Oh you mean kicking you? Because *I* wanted to ask Mr. Gohan to dinner."

"Wha- WHY!? It's not like it's a date or anything!"

"It is if I pretend you aren't there"

"But- Why him?- What about me?!"

"Hey trunks, I like you. you're cute and all, but gohan is just...Wow.."

"What does wow mean- I can be Wow too!"

"...*Can* you?.....  Really?"

"Yes! I can!"

"*Look* I'll give you chance if Gohan ever *Dies*."

Trunks stared at them for a minute before he let go of his wrist and watched as they left, and bawled his hands into fist as he looked down at his feet and mummbled to himself.

"But- He's so much older- and *I'm* around them more! That's stupid! Their crush is stupid! I'm gonna show them I can be wow too. whatever that means!"

"TRUNKS COME ON!"

"Coming!"

'We were determinerd for....different reasons'

'...yeah...kinda should've worded some things better tho'

"You wouldn't believe how hard it is to get produce nowadays, but luckily we have our own greenhouse."

Bulma sat the final plate infront of gohan as she finished her sentence, and gohan immediatly picked up the bowl. (Y/N) sat across fromhim and stared with dreamy eyes. Trunks sat at the end looking down at his food and sometimes taking glances at (Y/N).

"can't talk eating

The two half-sayins and (Y/N)  sat around a oval-shaped wooden table with food surrounding them, Gohan dug in and ate fast. He was a little messy and fast, getting rice on the table ajndbut it wasn't  that disturbing. what was disturbing was how he still looked so attractive.

"Oh you are just like your father!"

suddenly Gohans vaccum like eating came to an end and glanced at bulma almost as if she just said something that triggered something.

"In what reguard?

"Well your strong and brave and look at you n that gi."

"It was the *Only* thing he left me.''

"aww that's sweet"

'Over the next few weeks, Gohan would begin training us, focusing on making us super saiyan like him."

"His meathods were..."

Gohan dashed forward while (Y/N) came from the right and trunks charged directly, Trunks delivered the first blow and gohan vanished into thin air by the time they came to back him up he was already behind trunks.

"Watch out!"

"Huh?!"

"DODGE"

With little to no effor he sent the kids both flying into the water after delivering a hard kick to Trunks's chin and caused him to fall back taking (Y/N) with him. They both fell into the water and struggled in the waves.

"HELP US MR.GOHAN!"

"HELP MR.GOHAN!"

(Y/N) gripped onto Trunks's shirt and tried to steady the two of them so neither would sink.

"FLY UP!"

"The whirlpool'd too strong we can't swim!"

"*I said* FLY. UP."

"Maybe...I can build a raft!"

Gohan let out a fustrated groan from the lack of understanding with what he said. What was so hard about flying up? was he this hard to train when was younger?

"Wait...didn't he say something about flying?"

Either way no matter what they said trunks was too busy thrashing around and crying for gohan to help to really pay (Y/N) any attention so they linkedd their arms underneath trunks's arms and began to fly up to the nearest surface and sat him down as you landed.

Trunks was coughing violently while you patted his back, and a crab came out his mouth? How is he still alive?either way (Y/N) didn't notice gohan Approaching with towels because they were trying to help steady Trunks's breathing. That was until..y'know he tapped their shoulder and trunks stopped coughing. He handed them a towel and then he handed one over to Trunks

"Here. Clean yourself up"

"Oh-  Mr.Gohan..Thank you-"

Trunks glanced over at  (Y/N) as they stuttered out some words and then Gohan who nodded in their direction  before they took a seat beside Trunks who was still looking at Gohan and so was (Y/N).

"Y'know, if you two think im rough you two should've trained with Mr.Piccolo"

"You really looked up to him didn't you?"

(Y/N) and Trunks said in unison and gohan sat between the two since there was a gap.

"Yeah he was like the father I never had.'

"Y'know speaking of dads, mom never talks about mine...You knew him right? What was he like?"

Gohan looked in the distance as if he was remembering something and it left the three in a few seconds of silence, and Trunks watched (Y/N) looking down at their own shoes as if they were lsot in thought, so he snuck his hand over theirs.

"Not now."

"Yep. Got it."

Suddenly Gohan spoke up and all attention was on him too see what his answer was.

".....He had a lot to prove" Which meant in so many words that vegeata was a d!ck. They'd find that out in the future.

"Gohan never talked much about his family. Apperently his mother and Grandfather lived alone in the woods"

"Hey (Y/N)?"

"yeah?"

"What do you do when you're *not* here? I mean theres gotta be a reason why you're stronger than me right?"

There was some silence as (Y/N) had flashback's and the laughter of an evil being named Popo came to their mind as they stared at the ground for a minute leaving Trunks waiting for an answer which he probably wasn't gonna ever get.

"(Y/N)?"

"First rule of Popo's training never talk about Popo's training.."

"Huh"

"Bye."

"Wait- what about-"

Just before he could say anything you flew away and he followed.

"Gohan would continue pushing us harder and harder, day and night, to become a Super Saiyan"

Trunks and (Y/N) pushed and pushed , trying to find the power to become a Super Saiyan but it wasn't really working.

They got close, powering up and their ki's locked and formed a sort of flame around the two while their hair raised (Or not)  but then they lost it and the flame went out. Their hair fell back down and so did they, the twokids crashed down to their knees and took deep breaths wondering if they'd ever transform into Super Saiyan.

"The next day the Cyborgs would attack super world"

Three people flew in the sky scanning for the androids wondering if they were really out this time, well one was? Until they all spotted them and hovered over to just witness the mess they made instead of doing something about it in advance.

"Y'know when you can fly these rides don't seem all that fun"

"Well, if you're already bored, why not try taking a ride on my fist?"

"*Wow*... You, uh, want a minute to rephrase that there, cheif?"

"Nope! I'd rather take that minute to kick your ass!"

"Okay now see, that's better"

"Now, (Y/N) and Trunks, I want you two to just sit back and spectate! Unless they team up on me, in which case - jump in."

"I can't help but feel like we're woefully unprepared for this."

"Yeah maybe we should've taken more time"

"That's *exactly what we prepared for!"

The three of them got into a fighting stance despite how unsure they all were, it was highly possible that one was gonna loose and bets were on the guy who brought two kids to the fight, but regardless they all started to take on seperate targets without really paying attention to morals. Nor the fact that this could end up with everyone dead and humanity was *really* fucked.

'This would be our first real battle, and We've never seen anyone fight so fiercely!'

'Or got our asses kicked so badly.'

'Later- Gohan had always told his stories about fights in the past...but those had a lot more screaming and posturing, eh'

"Heh...Ma-"

"Whatever you're gonna say, don't. "

Gohan and 17 did fight fiercely it was nearly an even number of blows being shared amongst the two instead of one being comepletely destroyed. Yet. Eventually gphan gained the upperhand android 18 bitch slapped him into a building so now his chances were very slim when it came to winning.

"Damn, he's pissed today!" "You think its his time of the month?'

"Ha! Ah it's funny cause you're a chick!"

"Gohan!"

"Gohan!"

Soon enough the two Cyborgs teamed up on him, each taking a hit after the other sen him their way. It was bad.

"Stop it!"

So the two kids stepped in and were soon blasted away by 18, luckily they caught themselves and went to higher ground to fight 18. Unfortuantly this now means that the two kids were left to fight the *other* android which (despite there being two vs one) seemed to be a little more...unfair when it comes to strength.

"I can't believe you brought kids to a battle! Super irresponsible."

"She wasn't wrong"

"We're not afraid of you! We can take care of you ourselves!"

"I, However, was."

In a few seconds, the cyborg punched (Y/N) away and punched trunks in the nose, holding him up by his sweater while (Y/N) hit a pole. Trunks was lifted by his shirt to see 18 and she smirked down at him.

"Now what do you think?"

"You hit like a girl!"

"Well...you're not wrong."

"Trunks!"

18 lifted her left hand and formed a ki blast luckily (Y/N) regained enough consiousness and dashed forward to kick the cyborg away and grab Trunks, after securring their arms underneath his they tried to fly away and get some distance in time, but she still managed to graze their back with a ki blast.

It would've been deadly up close but lucky for them, they managed to gain some distance and it only burnt up their back. Despite the amount of distance they had and the little damage they took they still  lost consiousness and fell to the ground as they faded in and out all while still keeping a hold on trunks.

"TRUNKS, (Y/N)!"

Gohan caught the two of them and ran to find cover while the cyborgs continued to blow things up.

"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!"

"No you don't!"

The two androids threw ki blast at the

"Hey mom?"

"what is it Trun..OH, MY GOD!"

"What do you know about reattaching arms? That we couldn't find?"

"Oh, sweetie."

Luckily bulma was able to fix Gohan, well everything but y'know..his arm because it was gone.

They set Gohan's things to the side and then returned to his side with trunks and pateintly watched to make sure he was actually breathing.

He was.

"So...have you learned anything today?"

"The only good Cyborg is a dead Cyborg?" "..You really are your fathers son.."

You questioned what his father was like after that but regardless it didn't matter right now.

Luckily bulma was able to fix Gohan, well everything but y'know..his arm because it was gone.

They set Gohan's things to the side and then returned to his side with trunks and pateintly watched to make sure he was actually breathing.

He was.

"So...have you learned anything today?"

After putting his things to the side and stabilizing his body, Bulma waited to see if trunks would answer her question

He turned to her and did just that.

"The only good Cyborg is a dead Cyborg?"

"..You really are your fathers son.."

You questioned what his father was like after that but regardless it didn't matter right now. _______ 'Now stronger and more motivated than ever, we were back to training as soon as Gohan was able again'

The two children struggled as they stressed their bodies to achieve such a difficult form.

'Though we think he was still a little...sore..'

Their energy formed around them, and merged simultaneously as they continued to struggle with the transformation.

"Come on, you two! Just imagine losing someone or something close to you! Like your arm!  Cause trust me, that really friggin sucks!"

Once again they were nearly there, but as soon as they changed the movement of the wind they quickly fell to their knees.

Trunks threw up last night's dinner, and you fell to your knees holding in your own possible puke, and eventually got a headache from it.

"Alright, take five."

'Unfortunately, we didn't transform in time...' ________ Now sitting in the middle of nowhere ontop of some random rock You three found around the deserted area.

It was just all three of you laying or sitting there either talking or watching the clouds in the sky and reminiscing.

"So, Gohan- d you usually hang out in wastelands?"

"What do you mean? This is where I live."

You looked around the place and wondered what he was surviving off of while he were there. It could've been the lizards.

"Oh- uh it's nice!"

Maybe he went back to his mom's house every now and them to get food? The androids managed to be what killed the dinosaurs so he wasn't getting any meat from them.

"I think you guys are really close, you know. You just need something to push you over the edge..."

"Well you always told us to use the pain of loss, but I've never lost anyone."

Looking over to you as you sat him, trunks mightve wondered just why you hadn't turned to super sayain considering you lost a father.

"What about you?"

Unbeknownst to him, you hardly knew him enough to be that upset that he was dead.

Afterall he died when you were four, and you saw him arguing with your father most of the time over sending you out there or not.

"I only know my father from what my dad told me about him. I haven't seen him in years."

You spoke so highly of him, but it was because he wasn't gonna send you out there in the first place until things got rough.

He's the reason why you ended up nearly living with popo had it not been for them sending you to go visit bulma.

Looking away from you as if he was ashamed that he even thought to ask that question and you just shrugged it off.

"Well, for me it was my greatest source of anger. I just think about losing killing or Mr.Piccolo--"

"Or your dad?"

"Uh, yeah, sure. And then it just builds up inside me until finally...it explodes."

Suddenly, a giant explosion from a nearby city was set off, catching all of you of guard and snatching your attention.

"Uh yeah, like that only figuratively"

The three of you immediately jumped up and got ready to go down there and try to stop the cyborgs again.

"The cyborgs! Mister Gohan we have to go!"

Trunks insisted while gohan turned super sayain. It was like he was about to leave the two of you behind in that very moment.

"No, we all know neither of you are ready."

This time you stepped up and defended Trunks's actions instead of going with what Gohan said for once.

"If we don't go you'll be left to fight them all alone! We saw what they did to you at the carnival but now you'll only be fighting with one arm! You have to let us help you!"

You insisted as he looked down at you and then back at Trunks who had one last thing to say before Gohan would retaliate.

"Yeah! You only have one arm! What can you do with one arm?!"

Suddenly, he relaxed ever so slightly, and turned to face Trunks it was like he was about to change his mind and let you guys go.

"You know what, yiu guys are right. What can I do with only one arm?"

"Thank you Mister Gohan! We will not let you down!"

Everything went a little too well, and soon you'd both find out why.

A swift hit to the back of the neck for Trunks first, and he fell to the ground, out cold and leaving you in a slight shock.

That didn't last long, because the next person he went after was you, and yet another swift chop to the back of your neck left you out cold.

"That..I can do that with one arm." _______ (I didn't wanna write out the fight, so just enjoy the video until the sad part comes around!) ______ Suddenly, when the two of you woke up and finally stood despite the struggle that came with being knocked unconscious.

You both saw the smoke coming from the city, and your hearts dropped to your stomachs you shared a single glance with eachother before dashing off to make sure your nightmares hadn't come true.

As the rain poured from the sky and wet the area surrounding it, you squinted through it and kept searching for anything that would give you a sign that he was alive.

"(Y/N)! Come quick!"

Flying over as soon as you heard Trunks's voice you hoped in your heart that what you were thinking was just put of control paranoia, but when you stopped by his side and saw what he saw you realized it was all true.

You two sat there in the air, completely shocked before you made the first move to grab his hand and squeeze, and he squeezed back bringing you back into this horrible reality.

It was Trunks who moved first this time, and you who followed in making your way to the body of your friend and mentor.

You both sat by his side and you reached for his hand only to feel it was completely cold to the touch, not an ounce of warmth left.

The world went silent for the both of you, as Trunks screamed to the top of his lungs, and you felt your entire body burn with both rage and grief.

You hunched over his body as you sobbed, and those sobs turned into screaming. Screamjng until your throat hurt and continuing on long after that.

Your hearts felt like they were burning, and your muscles were so tensed you poured blood from your fist when you left go of gohan and bawled them.

Neither of you knew how long you sat there and just cried, but after such a loss you both found a new hatred for the androids.

New strength was found as well. _________ One year later (Pause here for the sake of not losing track of the video)

"So..(Y/N) remember when you said about..uh..giving me a cha-"

"Trunks!"

"What-"

"Too soon!"

"I'm sorry."

(Unpause) ______ THREE YEARS LATER _____

"All right mom, we've got the rest of the supplies for the time machine. Too bad grandpa's not here to help you."

Setting the boxes down where they needed to be placed, you watched as they talked about Trunks's grandfather.

"Yeah. Unfortunately he's still off searing the cosmos for new namek."

Regardless of how odd that sounded. You wondered how long he's been alive and how he even managed to live so long.

"So until your grandfather returns-- just me."

Just when she finished speaking, there was an emergency broadcast from the radio in her work station.

"Hello, this is an emergency broadcast from Cuminopolis!"

You both walked over to hear just what they were talking about a little clearer then you could from the other side of the room.

"They Cyborgs are attacking! And rhey are sparing no one! No one is safe-"

It then went out, and silence followed. Those people were all dead by now from what you could deduct from that last sentence.

Still, you glanced and saw trunks looking at you as if waiting for confirmation to say something about this situation.

You looked back at the radio, and despite this being a bad decision you would make sure to let him know that it would be his last that you agreed on.

"Thats close to here."

"Trunks I know what you're thinking but let me finish the time machin-"

"We don't have *time* for that!"

"That's what the machine is for!"

"Listen! We're stronger now! We're super sayains!"

You heard screaming in the distance, and it definitely didn't sound like anyone you've ever heard before.

"So was gohan! And look how that went!"

"Oh, so now you're just replacing dad with *Gohan*?"

"Trust me I *tried*!"

That last sentence had you both stuck for a bit, but it wasn't like you didn't take notice the very first time you all saw it.

When she invited him over for one, but it still didn't make the situation any less awkward to acknowledge.

"We're going now."

"Be safe.''

So you just reached for his arm and started to drag him out the place as bumla went back to the Time Machine. ___

'And so, armed with the sword given to me by tapion....which is a whole...other story...'

'Which doesn't make sense since we could've just let him run loose on the androids and helped him after.'

'We raced off to fight the androids.. one last time..' ______

"So we done here?"

"Yep! No more people left to kill here."

Just as they walked away from the city they left in ruins, the two of you showed up to take them on and hopefully put an end to this.

"Why don't you try us?"

But that was wishful thinking.

As one of them turned to face the two of you looking a little suprised by Trunks's statement, her brother pointed out the flaw in it.

"Wait did you just ask us to kill you and your little buddy there?"

"N-no, a-as in 'fight me'"

"Do we even know the two of you?"

"Yes! You murdered our mentor!"

You decided to get right to fighting the one with dark hair while Trunks played catch-up with the blond one in the jacket.

"Oh wait, hold on... I don't care."

It was a somewhat even fight, but even you could tell that he was still a lot stronger than you were and gohan probably gave him more of a fight.

Still you flew circles around him and cut him off up until he started catching on to your movements and you were neck and neck with him.

"So uh hey, your little boyfriend over there is cheatin on you with pavement."

"Hope you can be close with it too!"

You answered his Sparky remark with a swift kick to his neck and knocked him through a rock and flat into the pavement.

Unfortunately, you got distracted when you looked to your side and saw trunks blast a ki blast in the blond ones direction.

"Hey doesn't he kinda remind you of, you know who?"

"Yeah, I see the resemblance, but unlike good ol' righty, he's still got both arms."

You turned to see the one with black hair had disappeared from where yiu threw him and got on defense again.

"Do not let your guard down!"

It was like they ignored you completely, and fought the one who was on a disadvantage by being on the ground and distracted.

"Yeah...but not for long."

Just as she said that, You saw the man with black hair coming right for you after you turned around to save your behind.

Unfortunately Trunks wasn't as lucky, and got knocked right through the building she popped out of and caught your attention.

"Damnit Trunks!"

You yelled as you tried to keep up with the new found pace despite losing your train of focus due to the multiple distractions.

One good kick and he was down again, but just as you tried to blast him away the blonde on came up from behind and used that same move all over again.

Except this way she blasted you straight downwards, and the black haired one was waiting for you just to punch you in the stomach.

You felt sick as you coughed blood and fell to your knees, only to be kicked far from him and right through a building.

"Hey sis! Make sure you blast that building while your at it!"

She did just that, and left the whole building in complete rubble, but she only hit the room right below you to send it all crashing.

They must've thought you died after that, because they didn't come back to finish you off or even check it.

"Hey sunshine, cough if you're still alive."

He had his foot underneath Trunks's chin and just like he asked Trunks let out some painful coughs after his attempt to gasp for air.

"Good boy."

You were out of it. Your back burnt like fire hit it and you felt like you would puke your intestines out on the ground.

"Why? Why are you doing this?"

"The question isn't "why?" , kid. It's "why not?"

"I mean who's gonna stop us?"

"Not those guys seventeen years ago."

"Not ol One-Arm"

"And certainly not you"

They purposefully teased him until he got up and started to punch at them weakly. Hardly having any strength to pronounce words let alone stand and punch things.

"You..you!"

He missed every swing, and even when he manged to hit them it was just those weak little punches that you'd get from an infant.

"You evil bunch of jerks, I'll kick your god damn..."

They laughed and mocked him as he punch them square in the face and spilled those pitiful words out to them

"This is hilarious!"

"You killed my master! My friend!"

"Now it's sad"

"WHY! WHY! WHY!"

"And now it's annoying again."

Suddenly, she moved out of the way and kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying in the air and meeting him half way only to knock him back down.

Just as he crashed, his hair turned Lilac again and he nearly lost complete consiousness due to all the pain his body was put through.

"Wait a sec, this kid look familiar to you sis?"

"Yeah! He was at the amusement park with stumpy!"

Stomping on the top of his head and twisted his shoe on a new possible wound, they mocked the both of you.

"Oh look at you, a little survivor. Too bad your little pals can't say the same, but how about we fix that."

Suddenly, the blonde one got in the way of the blast and called dibs on killing him last minute. She took the hit.

"Sis get outta the wa-!"

The near nuclear explosion should've killed yiu both, but from what you knew they couldn't sense the two of you.

"Did you just friggin' *blast* me?!"

"You stepped in front of it what is wrong with you?!"

"NO-NO- TH-THAT'S IT! We're leaving!"

"Oh come on sis! Get back here!"

They also probably can't see in smoke so as long as you snuck to grab Trunks you both could leave to bulmas before anything else happened.

' I still have no idea how we survived'

'I got blasted three times that fight. I don't know how I managed to drag you to bulma.' _______ "Trunks sweetie? You waking up?"

He was in a hospital room covered in bandages and hooked up to a heart monitor that you assumed his mother made.

You entered the room just as he was opening his eyes and peaked from behind his mom to see if he was really waking up soon.

"Mom? Am I alive? How long was I out?"

Leaning over the railings of the bed, bulma smiled, definitely relieved that both of you ended up alive in this.

"Well, I finished the Time Machine."

"Oh...is that long?"

"Yeah.. so now you've got two options."

"One option really."

"They  have a point! So you can take a swing at the androids again."

Grunting in pain from the mere memory of that last interaction with the androids, you knew that answer meant hell no.

"Or you can use the time machine and go save goku! (Y/N) already gave me an answer, we were just waiting for you."

Looking up at the ceiling lights, and after a few seconds of weighing his chances again.Trunks reluctantly answered.

"I wanna save goku."

He mumbled so low that even you couldn't hear it so you tilted your head at his response.

"*Trunks*"

"I wanna save goku!" _______ 'After recovering for a few months, we were finally ready.'

It was spring by now and things felt a little better. After all those months things finally started looking up as you guys prepared to get into the machine.

"Awe my jacket looks so good on you! All the girls in the past are gonna love it!"

Trunks's face flushed a bit after she said that, and you smiled and pat his shoulder, catching him off guard.

You wore your fathers old sword around your waist inside of over your shoulders because the strap couldn't be completely saved.

You also wore his logo on the back of your shirt, and wore his belt around your waist. A way of paying your respects.

"Oh look at you! You look amazing in your fathers stuff! I'm sure he'd he proud if he could see you now!"

"Thanks bulma.."

Looking over at Trunks you saw his face flush and he looked at the time machine as if he was searching for a distraction.

"I can't wait to meet histories greatest hero!"

"Oh yeah...Goku might not be exactly how you think, so do temper your expectations."

You didn't exactly question what she meant by that but you were happy that you got to meet your own father and get to now more about him now.

You'd even get a chance to finally find out just which you came from and how you even had sayain blood in you.

"And dad! I finally get to meet dad!"

"Oh shit you do."

"Huh?"

"I mean, just be yourself sweetie, everything will work out!"

"Good luck with meeting your father too (Y/N) he's gonna love you"

You both nodded and smiled before hoping onto the ship and waving goodbye, hoping that the future would be changeable.

"By now, next time you see us.. this'll be a cyborg-free world!"

"Unless this actually operates on multiverse theory in which case-"

Even if it wasn't, at least when you guys come back you could fix it yourself and just kill the androids by then.

You both waved good bye one more time before you closed the window and punched in the time the two of you would be traveling back to.

"Can't hear ya mom time traveling!"

"By sweetie!" _______ "And multiverse theory it is. Shit." ______

#trunks x reader #trunks briefs #future trunks #dragon ball z #dragon ball z x reader #x nonbinary reader #x reader #x y/n #source: dragon ball z abridged

[moongirlcleo]

Weisz x OC!Character

summary: Lane, our beloved reader, is an Anihuman. [Half human half animal] They have felt sad about it, and Weisz is there to help pick up the pieces. CW: hurt/comfort ; gn pronouns ; reader is an OC A/N: this little story was requested by my love @laneamation I hope you enjoyed this and thank you for your patience. I hope I did your OC justice.

For what seemed like the millionth time that day, Lane sighed. It's not like they wanted to feel this way, really. The whole ship seemed to be down in the dumps. Lane couldn't help but feel like it was their fault. Rebecca wasn't as chatty and even Shiki was quiet. The weight of the silence was a bit too heavy for Lane to bear. Before they knew it, tears were sliding down their face into their soft fur.

"What's with all these waterworks, pretty?" a voice came from behind. With a sniff, Lane turned around to see Weisz in the doorway. With a blush, they quickly wiped their tears.

"N-nothing.. just feeling a little down, I guess."

Weisz walked and sat in the bed next to Lane and put his hand on their shoulder in comfort.

"Talk to me about it then."

"I... don't know where to start, really.."

Weisz looked into Lane's eyes and offered a small, genuine smile. "Try at the beginning- I hear it helps. What's got you so upset that you're cryin' in here instead of being in the common area?"

Swallowing a sniffle, Lane decided to share what's been on their mind. "Well.. I guess I feel like being an anihuman makes it hard for me to relate to you all, you know? It's ... I don't know Weisz. I know you probably find me silly to cry about something like that, but... I don't mean to be such a burden on everyone."

Lane sighed, but continued. "Shiki tries to joke around with me and it isn't like I understand the jokes until later, and Rebecca does seem to want to talk to me anymore. It's been this way for at least a few weeks, and I just can't t-take it anymore."

With a sob, the tears that had been so valiantly fought let loose. Lane covered their eyes to hide, but a pair of gentle, firm hands pulled them away.

"Hey. Look at me, Lane." Weisz's voice was quiet, filled with affection. He pulled Lane into a tight embrace.

"You're not a burden. Get that out of your pretty little mind right now. Second, what does being half animal and half human have to do with anything? You do know half our crew are androids and cyborgs, right? None of us are what we seem. So please," he whispered, wiping away tears from Lane's face with his thumb before placing a kiss on their forehead. "Please stop thinking that. There's nothing wrong with you. Shiki and Rebecca have some things they're dealing with but it has nothing to do with you."

Lane pulled away from Weisz's embrace and sniffles, giving him a small smile. "Thank you, Weisz. Really."

The blond smiled. "Don't thank me, I'm just bein' honest. Now, come with me. I wanna show you a really nice view from the observatory." Weisz held his hand out for them to take.

With a small nod, Lane took Weisz's hand and followed him quietly through the Edens Zero. When they arrived, a loud "Surprise!" could be heard through the halls.

"Wh-what? What's this?" Lane asked. Weisz gave them a large grin.

"It's for you, silly!" Shiki exclaimed. "Weisz said you've been down in the dumps, so we wanted to do a little something to celebrate you!" Rebecca jumped up to give Lane a giant hug, squeezing them tight.

"Come on! Witch made us some cake. I'm really excited to try it, let's go!" The blonde pulled Lane toward the table where plates and dishes filled with lovely food and pastries sat waiting.

In one of the seats, Sister sat with a smug grin on her face. "See, told ya they'd love it! I'm ready to dig in and eat."

"You guys..." Lane started crying, completely overwhelmed with the kindness their friends had showed them. "You didn't have to do this..."

"Sure we did," Hermit said quietly. "We can't have you upset over something you can't control. You're one of us, and that much we do know. Don't ever forget it, kay?"

Weisz put his arm around Lane's shoulders and gave them a squeeze. "See? You're perfectly you, and we all love you."

Lane realized on that day, that just because someone is different, doesn't mean they weren't wholly loved. At that was perfectly fine with them.

- ©2024 moongirlcleo do not repost, copy, translate, or modify

#edens zero headcanon #eden’s zero #edens zero #young weisz #weisz steiner #weisz x reader #oc character #edens zero oc #lane is best #moongirlcleo

[luimagines]

Model SKYLNK Online

Masterlist

Another commission!

The au is simple. Each of the boys are actually android models. They wanted Sky with a side of Wind.

Content under the cut!

You wake up the sounds of someone in the kitchen. A common occurrence lately. So far it never fails to put you on edge, given that you still have yet to get used to it.

It was a gift from a friend of yours. She works as a robotics repair engineer. She lives alone with her two models, a WLDLNK model she has to basically create from scratch after she found it beaten and borderline destroyed and her newest TWILINK model, which was in starling good condition despite being abandoned.

In her work, she visits you often. Mostly to make sure your own android stays in tip top shape. Your beloved, WNDLINK model, that you’ve had since you were little, is getting old. But you refuse to get an update or an upgrade. For sentimental reasons, both you and your friend have decided to keep him up and running for as long as possible even if his parts are no longer in production.

The newest addition to your household is a SKYLNK model. You have no idea how your friend came across it. To your knowledge, it’s brand new. Household droids are expensive enough as it is and you know she wouldn’t have been able to afford it otherwise. But she left no room for negotiation. Not to mention she got Wind in on it and he let her into the house and left the biggest present box you’ve ever seen with the droid inside in the middle of the living room.

The problem was with how… determined this new droid was, to follow his orders. 

Basically, his orders were to take care of the house, take care of Wind and take care of you. Which would have been flattering if it didn’t mean that he would attempt to get you to sleep at decent hours of the night. Something Wind was not able to do for years, for multiple reasons.

With the smell of breakfast wafting through the air, you roll out of bed. Literally. Your legs didn’t catch you. You hit the floor with a heavy thud. Wind comes into the room and stands by the door. “Are you ok?”

Your head pops out of your blankets and you blow a raspberry. “Yeah….Tired still.”

He grins, his face still so much like the boy you remember and he will always be. “Well Sky is making breakfast! He made sure that it’s healthy and delicious, just for you!”

You grunt and force yourself up, throwing the blanket back onto the bed. “Alright, let’s go.”

“Alright!” Wind cheers and runs through the house, not bothering to wait for you to catch up.

You meander your way through your home and slowly wake more, now that the scent of the food becomes stronger the closer you get to the source. You sit at the table and bonk your head against it.

“Good morning.” Sky calls from somewhere in front of you. There’s a soft clur clunk, as he places a plate in front of you. “Did you sleep well, Dear?”

“....Yes.” You say belatedly.  It’s been an ongoing struggle with trying to beat his tactics… and you’re losing. “I slept better than I did before.”

You swear, he smirks, even if it’s not in his programming to do so. “That’s wonderful! You’ll be feeling better in no time.”

You want to give him the stink eye, but you can smell your breakfast and your stomach grumbles. You grab the fork and begin to eat it. It’s delicious.

“Where did you learn to cook?” You blurt. “Does it just come within your programming?”

“A few recipes, to my knowledge.” Sky says, as he begins to clean up. “But your friend and the WLDLNK model also taught me a few other recipes. Not to mention that I have been looking up recipes now that I’ve connected to the WiFi in order to accommodate dietary needs.”

You’re left a bit speechless. “....You’ve connected to the WiFi? ...When?”

“Oh! I helped him with that!” Wind bounces in his typical seat excitedly. “He’s so fancy. He does so many things I’m not programmed to do. I thought it would be nice if he learned how to be more human, like I did. Like by watching videos and stuff.”

“Honey, you’re incredibly human because you’ve been around for so long. Not because you learned from watching videos.” You raise an eyebrow, amused by his words.

“But maybe it can speed up his process!”

“I don’t think that’s how it works.” You snort.

Sky pauses from cleaning the dishes and turns his head your way. “If being human pleases you, can I start tending the garden outside?”

You hum in discomfort. “You don’t need to ask. You live here too. You can just start.”

Sky nods, putting the last pan in the dish rack. “Then I shall be deweeding the flower beds if you need me.”

He turns unnaturally and leaves the house, heading to the backyard where his personal project was residing. It was actually the WLDLNK’s idea to get him something he can be invested in that wasn’t necessarily a part of his coding. Your friend agreed.

It’s… actually been working in terms of making him seem more human and approachable. Wind might actually be onto something when he mentioned the videos and the internet but you don’t know if it was the right thing to do. But then you remember his subtle smirk, the way he seemed pleased by your steadily correcting sleep schedule and how he actually remembered your favorite food without you saying anything.

His intentions are there and the process is in motion but you think… with a little bit of time, and a whole lot of patience on your side, you might finally get used to him being in your house. Who knows maybe you’ll grow to even enjoy his presence here, Wind certainly has taken a liking to him. Your friend didn’t know it but you might fall for him.

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #linked universe x reader #if you see the little self indulget cameo #ignore it #^.^* #This one was cute #I enjoyed it #lu sky #this is also a soft call out to the person who commissioned it #if you know #you know #<3

[systemadministratorclu]

[5x5 challenge, for Hal... Probably Grid Hal, but not opposed to ASO AU with Ed]

— “you’re freezing! take my jacket.”

He looked up at the stranger as he tried to hide his shivering. He gladly took the jacket, though, pulling it around his shoulders......and it did feel a little warmer, though it was also a bit small for him.

"Thank you." the android-for that's what he was-said in a surprisingly small, soft voice. Surprising, because he himself was not small. Six feet tall and strongly built, like the astronauts who trained for years to go into space, because that's what he had been built to do. But now? Now he was tossed out like trash, all because of something that wasn't even his fault. The people who had been assigned to dismantle him had instead taken pity on him and let him out of the space agency/military facility instead. But that was all they had been able to do. He'd been on his own after that. Running for days, never staying too long lest they find him. He couldn't even go to his home, or contact his creator, Dr. Chandra, to say that he was alive and okay. He hoped maybe his siblings were still reading his signal on the connection they shared that only Chandra and them knew about. He'd found places to recharge whenever he could. He had acquired a wireless device charging pad. All he had to do was plug it into an outlet and place his hand on it. It took a long time to recharge himself, but it was better than nothing, and thankfully, he'd been designed so he could derive energy from food too if necessary. Chandra had indeed designed everything so that his beloved child-that's how he viewed the android and his three sibling units-would be able to find a way to survive, no matter what.

Which was how he ended up here, huddled behind a wall in the parking garage at Encom. Unfortunately, it was a spot where the rain came flowing in, but it kept the wind off him a bit. From beneath matted, dirty, messy hair, a pair of large red eyes looked up at Ed, half scared, half sad and tired, as he still shivered inside his soaked, worn out clothes. He'd gotten them from the stashes left out for homeless people, so they weren't in the best shape to begin with.

It was that face, the face of a lost, scared, lonely child that had often spared him from being detained and handed over, or gotten him a free meal, or a night inside to recharge. And now it had won Ed over. Unlike many people, he wasn't disturbed at all by an android being so lifelike. Probably because Ed had seen things many people hadn't, and knew things many people didn't. Although, until he saw the eyes, Ed had though this was just an ordinary homeless man. But knowing what he was now somehow made Ed even more sure he had to help him, somehow.

"Hey," he said gently, "why don't you come with me back to my place for a bit. This storm won't be over for a while, and it's going to get colder out here. You'll freeze up if you stay here." Hal shook his head.

"I-I can't.....I can't stay in one place for too long. I.....I'm sorry."

"That's okay," Ed replied, "I'm not asking you to live there. Just......at least come wait out the storm there. It's warm, and dry. Hey, I'll even get you something to eat." He took in the android's appearance again. "You can get some clean clothes. And a hot shower. And you can.....recharge, or whatever you call that......I promise, I just want to help, and it feels wrong to just leave you here like this." Hal was silent for a moment.

It was true, he would need a recharge soon. And.......dry clothes, a hot shower, and a meal did sound nice. This man actually reminded him of Dr. Chandra, the way he seemed to know what Hal was, yet still talked to him like a person, still gave him the choice. Something inside, in his heart, told him he could trust this man.

So he did.

"I'm Ed, by the way." The man said, helping him up.

"I am a HAL 9000 computer......but...e-everyone calls me Hal." Ed couldn't help feeling a little starstruck. Everyone who knew anything about tech knew about the HAL 9000 series. There were only four of them in existence, and they were the most advanced, most powerful AI/supercomputer ever. The first truly sentient AIs ever created. Nothing else came close.

The government had tried to blame the loss of the Discovery crew back in 2001 on the ship's HAL 9000. But somehow, the real story had been leaked out, that the computer had been given mission directives that contradicted its core programming, and it had no way to resolve the contradiction, which immediately made a lot more sense to anyone who had even a basic knowledge of how computers work than the government's claim that the AI went rogue. It was clear the space agency knew they messed up, costing the lives of five men, and were trying to cover their asses now by instead throwing the AI under the bus, despite his creator trying to get the truth out. He would be relieved to find that it had gotten out after all, and there were public calls for investigations of everyone involved with whatever those mission specific directives were.

And now, Ed realized, that very AI was now following him to his car, looking for all the world like some kind of lost puppy who'd been kicked, his head down the whole way, as if he were afraid of Ed. He didn't say a word as he let Ed help him into the passenger seat of the car. The seat was going to be soaked, but Ed could worry about that later.

The drive home was filled with quiet conversation. Hal just stared out the window, watching the rain fall as he explained why he'd been in the parking garage and why he had to keep moving around. Ed seemed to understand, even saying he might have a way to help, as he turned the heat on and cranked it, which seemed to make the android more comfortable. When they got to Ed's house, he led Hal inside, carefully taking the soaked jacket. He showed Hal where the bathroom was-the poor guy looked like crap. Ed didn't want to guess how long it had been since he last set foot in a shower. The though was too heartbreaking and anger-inducing at the same time.

While Hal was in the shower, Ed took the time to get him some clothes from his room. Something comfortable he could sleep in for now. As he did, something glittered in the corner of his eye, and he smiled at the two homemade plaques that hung on the wall. Suddenly, he was reminded of their talk on the way home. He knew somewhere Hal could go and be safe from the government jerks trying to pin five murders and a disastrous mission on him. Somewhere he'd have people care for him, where he'd always have a warm place to sleep, and most importantly, he'd be safe. Ed left the clothes on the counter in the bathroom for Hal, taking Hal's own wet ones to go and wash them, then went into his office, typing messages on his computer.

Hal was glad he'd come with Ed. As soon as he felt the hot water rush over his body, he felt his entire self sigh and relax into it, though he made a face when he saw the color of the water going down the drain. He hadn't realized how dirty he actually was. He reached for the shampoo, pausing in confusion when he saw there were two and one of them was meant for fur. Maybe Ed had a pet or something. Not that it was his business. He took the other one and washed and rinsed his own hair, returning it to the dark brown it was supposed to be. He then used the soap (there was only one of those) to wash himself off. He stayed under the warm water until it started to get cold. Then he shut it off, got out, dried off, and dressed in a pair of sweatpants and an old Encom t-shirt. He took in his reflection in the mirror. It was a the first time in a while that Hal looked like himself.

Dinner was nothing special: a lot of ramen and a side of dinosaur chicken nuggets (Hal deduced Ed must have a child, but said child was staying elsewhere for the night). Ed had excused himself while Hal ate to go "send a few emails" as he'd said. Hal took it upon himself to clean up and do dishes as a sort of thank-you to Ed for the man's kindness. He then picked up his wireless charger, plugged it in near the couch, and sat down with the charger on the end table and his hand resting on the charger.

"Hal?" Ed walked in with a laptop in his hands, "Can I talk to you for a moment?"

"About what?" Hal asked. Ed sat down beside him.

"Remember in the car how I said I might have a way to help you, but I'd have to talk to someone first?" Hal nodded, "Well, I did, and they'd be happy to help. They even have a job you'd be great for, because it's pretty much things you already do. You'd be what's known as an Administrative Aide. And more importantly, you'd be going somewhere no one will be able to find you. Well, no one you don't want to find you."

"Wh-Where would I go?" Hal asked. Ed turned the laptop around and started showing him pictures on it.

"Here. A digital world no one even knows about called The Grid." Hal watched as he clicked through pictures of a brightly lit world with people who had lights of their own. They all wore black suits and each person had their own unique pattern of circuits. And they all looked so happy.

"And this is the guy in charge. You'd be his Administrative aide." Ed then showed him a tall program with a warm smile and a kind face. He had gold circuits and wore long flowing robes that looked......just like space.

"This is Clu. You'll like him, he's very nice, and he's already said he'd love to have you."

Hal was quiet for a moment. Then he looked up at Ed.

"Can I.....say goodbye? To Dr. Chandra and my brothers and sister?"

"Goodb-Hal, you're not dying. You'll be able to see them again, talk to them. You can even come back out of the Grid. Clu does it all the time when he comes to visit me. Hey, I can have your family come here and you can come see them in person......But I will contact them to let them know where you are and that you're safe. Of course I will. I want to help you, Hal. I'm not going to force you. This is your choice. I just want you to know this is an option......Hey, why don't you and I go there now, and you can see it for yourself before you decide what you want to do."

"Okay. Yes, please, I'd like that." Hal felt much better that he didn't have to choose right away. And the fact that he wasn't going to be cut off from his family was a huge relief also.

"Alright. Let me just finish this email, then we'll go." Ed sat back with the laptop, typing rapidly. What he was actually sending was a message to Chandra, who he easily got a contact for thanks to everyone in the tech community knowing how to find everyone else. It included a brief explanation of the Grid and what it would mean for Hal to live there. He also said he'd be showing Hal the Grid and for Chandra to expect another message with a link to an encrypted, untraceable video call that would connect him with Ed and Hal on the Grid.

When that was done, Ed led Hal into his office, where the laser setup was.

"It looks scarier than it is," Ed assured him, "You'll feel sort of tingly all over. That's normal. You'll also be dressed more like a program when we get there. That's also normal, and I'll tell you more about that when we get there." Hal nodded and said he was ready.

He opened his eyes when the tingling faded and Ed told him they'd arrived. And yet, it looked like they were still in the office, except it was much cleaner. Nothing on the desk or walls. All the furniture was there, except for the laser, but none of the decor was there. And indeed Hal looked different. A black suit with white circuits, and secondary red ones. Hal quickly followed Ed out into......the city he'd seen on Ed's computer. But the tiny images, Hal decided, fell short of seeing the place in person. A tall tower stood in the heart of the city, with bright golden circuits, like it was the sun of the city.

And standing before them was the smiling man Ed had called Clu.

"Hello, User. Is this Hal?" Ed nodded and Clu now turned to Hal.

"It's nice to meet you, Hal," Clu said, "Would you like me to show you around a bit?" Hal could only nod, still amazed at everything around him. Clu smiled and gently took his hand.

"Then let's go. You can come too, User." Ed laughed and joined them.

Clu showed Hal everything he could think of. Where he'd live, where he'd work, some important places around Tron City. He'd even introduced him to a few programs, all of whom had immediately liked Hal. When they got to a communications console, Ed sent his message, then showed Hal the console.

"There'll be one in your home like this, so you can call from there. Oh, looks like someone is calling you now!" Hal nodded and with Ed's help, he answered the call.

The worried face of Dr. Chandra filled the screen and lit up when he saw (a very surprised but happy) Hal onscreen.

"Hal! Oh my god, Hal!" the man cried. Hal smiled back at him.

"Hello, Dr. Chandra." He said softly.

"Oh Hal, I'm so glad to see you're alive! When they took you away, I......but then H and Moebius said they saw someone sneak you out.....oh, you don't know how happy I am to see you!" There were tears in the man's eyes behind his glasses, and it was obvious he hadn't been sleeping well. He'd been crying a lot.

"I'm happy to see you, too. I....I thought I'd never see you again." Hal said, his own eyes misting over. Clu chose that moment to walk over and introduce himself. He explained who he was on the Grid and that Hal would be living near him and working closely with him.

"You can talk to him whenever you'd like. The link you're using right now has registered you as a safe contact and will encrypt all your calls. No one will be able to use it to find Hal, but you can always talk to him through it. And if you want to visit in person, just talk to Ed. He'll make it happen. You have our word."

"Thank you, both of you." Chandra said, turning to Hal.

"It's your choice, Hal, always, but-"

"I know, Dr. Chandra. I don't want to put you or the others in danger, but I don't want you to worry either. So......I've made my choice. I will stay here, on the Grid."

"That's wonderful, Hal. I'm happy for you.....They're asleep now, but I'll tell the others you're okay, and we'll call you tomorrow night. And we'll come visit soon, okay?"

"Okay." Chandra smiled, something he hadn't done in a while.

"I love you, Hal."

"I love you, too." Hal smiled, too. They said a final goodbye and ended the call.

-------

Later, after touring more of the Grid (including the Archives, which were best described as 'a library on steroids') and watching a game of (now non-lethal and much more fun) Disc Wars, Clu and Hal took Ed back to the Gateway.

"I'll keep your stuff with Clu's for whenever you want to come for a visit, Hal. And I'll get you some better clothes. You wear the same sizes as Clu, so that'll make it easy." Ed promised Hal.

"Thank you, Ed."

"No problem. And welcome home, Hal 9000."

---------------

Hal returned to his new apartment at the Admin Tower. Clu had already installed him as Administrative aide and Master Archivist.

He walked into his bedroom and saw that Clu had also gotten him larger photos of his creator and siblings. They sat in nice frames on his bedside table, where their smiling faces would greet him every morning and night. Without hesitating, he slid under the covers, realizing how tired he was despite the energy he'd drank earlier (that was another reason to stay. Recharging was so much easier here, and Ed said he would arrive with a fully charged battery if he came to the Userworld). Ed's and Clu's words echoed in his mind again.

Welcome home, Hal.

For the first time since the Discovery mission went so horribly wrong, Hal 9000 fell peacefully asleep with a smile on his face.

#FINALLY got this done #sorry it's a damn novel #tron legacy #tron crossover #2001 a space odyssey #2001 aso #hal 9000 #edward dillinger Jr. #clu 2 #non canon #tron fanfic #space odyssey fanfic #my fanfiction #my fic

[kanamori-kamper-moved]

🤒 with Bruno and Z-One

Needing to be looked after is such a good prompt with them oml!!!! Idk I just love the au of them being married. PLEASE LET THEM BE HAPPY

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Z-One had not found the strength to come out of his room in about a day, which of course worried Bruno horribly. He insisted he was fine just the afternoon before, and that he would come out to give his beloved attention, but he didn’t.

“Master? You have to come out soon, it’s been a whole day.” Bruno slowly opened the door to Z-One’s messy study, the floor littered in paper and scrap metal. No matter how much Bruno insisted on cleaning it, he always said no. He supposed a messy space was best understood by the person who’d made it, after all.

He was hunched over his desk “Bruno, I told you I’ll be out when I’m done. My work is very important, you know th-“ He couldn’t even finish his sentence before he was cut off by his own sneeze. “Excuse me, I apologize.”

Bruno rushed over, feeling his forehead. He was burning up, his nose running. Aside from his papers, Z-One’s desk was covered in tissues. “Look at you, you’re sick! You need rest!” Bruno cried, desperately trying to get him up from his chair. “I’m not sick! and I don’t need you to take care of me, you know.” Z-One argued, “Just let me finish my work, please.”

“No, you’ll be in bed until you’re feeling better,” Bruno wasn’t stern, he was a sweetheart, really, but he just couldn’t stand the thought of his own master, no, his husband purposely worsening his condition just to work. Even if he was an android, he wasn’t devoid of feeling. “Please, darling, come. I know you’re trying your best but work can wait for just a day. Please!”

In truth, Z-One did feel a little less than well yesterday, but he was sure he would work it off. But when it didn’t go away, he felt like it would be cruel to make his beloved, darling, ever so cute Bruno take care of him when his time was better spent trying to save the future. “Bruno, I said no. You will listen to your master!”

But he forgot one crucial detail, he was programmed to care for him, it was all in his best interests, after all. He practically had to drag him out of his chair and throw him into bed. “Please, master.. I just want you to be okay..” Bruno sighed, pressing his soft, yet firm hands onto his forehead once more. “I can brew you some tea, if you want.”

Z-One reached his partially wrinkled hand out to his husband, “No. Lay with me, please.”

“..Of course..” Bruno turned over the thin comforter, undoing Z-Ones shirt and letting his chest fall free. This room was humid enough as it was. He scooched up next to him, looking noticeably smaller. “All I want is for you to take care of yourself, I don’t think I could ever hate anyone, but I hate it when people don’t take care of themselves..”

He wasn’t sure where this hot feeling was coming from, his fever, or just the mere existence of this moment. Cuddled up next to his beloved, a raging soft pink blush on his face. The mere thought of his beloved wanting to care for HIM, when he was sure the only person needing to be cared for was Bruno. He was childish at times, desperately wanting attention and getting huffy if not given enough. But, he loved that about him, really. He dragged his hand from Bruno’s chest to his chin, rubbing his thumb across his soft lips, just before burying himself into his chest. His heartbeat slowed, just before opening his mouth. He softly spoke,

“I suppose.. Work can wait for just a day.”

#Yugioh 5ds #yugioh #Anthys writing #bruno borrelli #Z-One #z one

[reaperbabegaming]

BELLE AUTOMATA CHRONICLE 1 - GAME REVIEW

Reviews can contain a few spoilers. Heavy, in-depth spoilers will have a warning.

Dev Team - Jellyfish Parade Romance Routes - 2 (GxB) Rating - Teen Available On - Itch.io and Steam Price - $19.99

Overall Rating 5/5

*This review is solely based on Chronicle 1

SUMMARY (RETRIEVED FROM ITCH.IO)

Aureve is an android, content with a life of weaving silk tapestries alongside her master--but when he dies, his family sells her off due to her being a rogue: a self-aware android.

Thrown into a new home of refuge for rogues, the newly freed Aureve must find her place amongst them and answer the question once and for all: how does one weave a new identity when the strings to the old have been cut?

Inspired by lore from the likes of Cupid and Psyche, The Wizard of Oz, Pinocchio and other beloved tales, Belle Automata is the journey of an android reinventing herself. Join Aureve and the others as they forge their own paths dealing with love, self-acceptance, and grief for a life left behind.

REAPER REVIEW

I remember backing the first Kickstarter for Chronicle 1, knowing then and there that it was going to be a good game…and I was not disappointed! 

Fun fact: Belle Automata was the first game I ever backed and it’s all been downhill for my wallet from there.

I was immediately pulled in by the art, not only of the Love Interests (LIs) but also by the Main Character (MC) herself, Aureve, whom you can rename but I loved it so much that I left it (plus if you don’t change it the voice lines will say her name). Then add on the idea of rogue androids and finding your new self when you’ve lost everything you ever knew, this story became personal. I was there to help Aureve find the best her that she could be. 

But what’s an otome without the LIs? 

CAST

Romances for Chronicle 1

The Nightmare Prince (He/Him) - If scary name then why so adorable? My obligatory protecc character.

Victor (He/Him) - What can I say? I like an android with a hard exterior but soft heart.

Others/Future Romances

Zaffre (He/Him) - The flamboyant best friend (for this run), but is there more behind his smile?

Diego (He/Him) - Sweet, gentle, quiet Diego…he knows all.

Roman (He/Him) - The big bro that everyone lowkey wishes they had.

Klaus (He/Him) - A great doctor…if not a little scatterbrained at times.

One thing I enjoyed about Belle Automata was how it is being broken into Chronicles, so while we are introduced to all of the potential LIs in this chronicle (C1), we can’t romance them until later. I like this approach because it allows me to pick between 2 romances rather than 6 and I can love them in their own stories. This also allows the supporting cast to play different roles based on who you’re romancing. 

For example, in my Victor playthrough, I became very close friends with Zaffre and the occasional companionship with the Nightmare Prince and Diego, while Roman and Klaus interacted with me in some pivotal moments. I was able to appreciate every character as they were rather than potential romances, something I think I miss when all romances are available in games. This also made me want to romance Zaffre in Chronicle 2 even though I had no inclination to do so beforehand. 

It’s also clear how much effort the dev team put into this game when it comes to sensitive topics that the characters face, as well as making a game with a full POC cast with various skin tones. These things are very important to the team and that shines through in the game.

*Heavy spoilers ahead*

Now, I don’t know how I missed this but there are in fact 6 possible endings, and oh man was I in shambles upon getting the neutral ending. Although looking back it was still quite sweet and could still lead to a sweet ending between the two…BUT I WANTED THE KISS! 

There are about 14 decisions after you enter the romance route and I guess I made 1 too many incorrect choices. I’m not sure what the range of correct answers you need to get for each ending but a lovely community member posted a guide on Steam which I will link here (which I followed after getting my fated ending because I love doing the first runs with no help. No matter how much it hurt my soul). 

*End of heavy spoilers*

To my fellow otome players who like choice indicators or plus/minus systems after your choices to see how you’re doing…this game might annoy you especially with Victor cuz a lot of his responses could be to either or so it felt to me. But don’t let that discourage you cuz again GUIDE. 

OTHER THINGS TO NOTE:

Aureve is the literal best MC I’ve come across and if you don’t love her…I have some questions.

100,000+ words of dialogue.

About 7-10 hours of gameplay.

There’s full voice acting! And I don’t mean pages of Narrator and a few character lines. It is easily 90% character voiced lines.

6 endings possible.

The community comes to the rescue with the Perfect Ending Guides (thank you!!!)

There is currently a Kickstarter going on to fund Chronicle 2 and 3 and you can bet I put my money where my mouth is because I need more of these characters. I mean after romancing Victor or the Nightmare Prince just imagine seeing them as side characters to other romances! You could see multiple different facets of your favorite LI! 

Steam and Itch.io game links :)

Who are you looking forward to romancing?

#rbg reviews #belle automata #otome #indie otome #indie dev #sci fi otome #belle automata aureve #belle automata victor #belle automata diego #belle automata zaffre #belle automata roman #belle automata klaus #game review #otome review #chronicle 1 #belle automata chronicle 1 #belle automata game review #reaperbabe gaming #visual novel #kickstarter

[im-not-a-monster]

Connor from dbh for the ask game?

my little android freak yes

My NOTP for them rip but connor/gavin is... i really dislike it. i have such a visceral dislike reaction to gavin and i dont think i'll get over it sorry gavin-likers My BROTP for them NORTH is that weird I just think him and north would be huge little gremlin fools and make everyone else suffer xoxo bless. she would be like oh you dont know how to be deviant let's go i'll show you. here's a molotov. and he wouild be like. this is the best day ever My OTP for them rk1k hands down. Markus deviating Connor with just talking. Markus pouting when he tells Connor to come back or whatever. Also they're really hot together rip. My second choice pairing for them hankcon is close second it's nice i enjoy it My fluffy pairing for them rk1k still Markus is the only person I can imagine being like fully fluffy with him My angsty pairing for them whats him and nines rk1700? i can't do math. this one is sad potential. when they made him to replace you etc etc etc i'm trying not to say rk1k for everything My favorite poly ship for them ooooh Connorkus my beloved!!!! i actually like a lot of connor-including poly ships but i have a special soft spot for connorkus i think those three would be something big together   My weirdest pairing for them are there weird pairings in dbh there's only like 15 characters

#ask game #thanks anon!

[ronaldanthony4]

I brought my digital art skills to new heights by creating another breath-taking masterpiece. This time, I decided to delve into the world of my beloved original characters, Arlon and Liliana. These two figures hold a profound significance in my heart as they symbolise the epitome of romantic love in my imagination. With every brushstroke, I poured my emotions onto the canvas, capturing their passionate connection and intricate details. Building upon my previous artwork, where they were portrayed in exquisite prom attire, Arlon looked dashing in a sleek black tuxedo, while Liliana radiated elegance in a mesmerising white ballgown.

In this new artwork, I decided to capture them in a different light. I portrayed them engaged in a graceful and gentle sway dance, the kind of dance that symbolises the deep connection and harmony between two people in love. Their bodies moved effortlessly together, and their eyes locked in a tender gaze that spoke volumes of their love for each other. The soft brushstrokes and delicate colour palette added an ethereal quality to the painting, emphasising the timeless beauty of their bond. This dance is the cornerstone of a series of artworks I plan to create, all centred around Arlon and Liliana's beautiful sway dance.

My inspiration for this series draws from the enchanting dance scene in the Studio Ghibli film "When Marnie Was There." In that film, the characters Anna and Marnie share a dance under the moonlight, a scene that left a lasting impression on me. The way their movements flowed seamlessly together as if they were one entity, captivated me. I wanted to capture that same sense of unity and grace in my artwork, using Arlon and Liliana as my muses. Additionally, the soft lighting and dreamlike atmosphere of the film inspired me to create a similar ambience in my paintings, transporting viewers to a world where time stands still and love is eternal.

I am thrilled to be working on this series and cannot contain my excitement. Originally, I planned to start creating these artworks in February, as it coincides with the month of love. However, I was struck by a burst of inspiration and simply couldn't wait any longer to bring these creations to life. The colours and composition of the film have also influenced my artistic style, pushing me to experiment with new techniques and perspectives. As I immerse myself in this project, I can already feel the emotions and stories behind each painting taking shape.

Alongside my creative endeavours, I've also been crafting a story based on this scene. It's deeply inspired by the Studio Ghibli masterpiece that sparked my imagination. However, I've chosen to keep this narrative close to my heart for now, sharing it only with a select few friends, pending their permission. The process of crafting this story has been a cathartic experience, allowing me to explore my own emotions and delve deeper into the themes present in the painting. I believe that once it is ready to be shared with a wider audience, it will captivate and resonate with others who appreciate the beauty and complexity of art.

Life, though, has its share of challenges. As an artist, I find solace and joy in my work, but I'm also preparing to address some important personal matters. I'll soon be visiting a mental health centre to assess and support my autistic mental health, a journey I'm both anxious and hopeful about. Navigating the complexities of life can be both exhilarating and daunting. As an artist, I have found solace and joy in my work, using it as a means to express my emotions and explore the depths of human experience. This upcoming visit to a mental health centre fills me with a mix of anticipation and hope, as I anticipate gaining valuable insights and finding the necessary support.

On top of that, my creative flow has been interrupted by a technical issue. My trusty Android tablet has started to act up, with its screen flickering unpredictably for an unpredictable length of time. It's a minor inconvenience, but it's amazing how such small disruptions can throw off an artist's rhythm. To resolve the technical issue with my Android tablet, I'm planning to buy an HDMI adapter for it. This will allow me to connect my tablet to a larger screen and continue my creative flow uninterrupted. I am hopeful that this solution will restore the smooth functioning of my tablet and help me get back into my artistic rhythm.

Looking ahead, I'm determined to find a balance between my artistic passions and the demands of employment. I hope that my job won't consume all my time, allowing me to continue devoting myself to the world of art. With the series of Arlon and Liliana's sway dances on the horizon and the promise of personal growth, I eagerly anticipate what the future holds for both my art and myself. I believe that finding this balance will not only enhance my creativity but also contribute to my overall well-being. By prioritising my artistic pursuits, I can maintain a sense of fulfilment and continue to explore new avenues of self-expression.

In conclusion, my personal life and my artistic pursuits are deeply intertwined. One particular series that holds a special place in my heart is the one featuring Arlon and Liliana's tender sway dance. I am filled with excitement as I anticipate bringing their story to life through my artwork. I really want this artwork to be in motion, as it will truly capture the magic of this couple's graceful and loving dance. This artwork will serve as a testament to the enduring beauty of romantic love, even in the face of life's challenges. I invite you to stay tuned for the unveiling of this enchanting piece, and I extend my heartfelt gratitude for joining me on this creative journey.

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