Sometimes I think about how Ed must struggle w shit that requires more fine motor skills. Like basic things that able bodied people don't think twice about. We know Ed can't write with his automail hand. Flesh is so useful for getting traction on items. There's give to flesh, so you can pinch and hold things without worrying it'll slip between your fingers.
I imagine Roy's team becomes much more aware of the difficulties of having prosthetics through littler instances. Maybe somebody in the office asks for a pen when Ed's flesh hand is preoccupied with whatever. He reaches to pick it up with the metal hand and it just kinda skitters around. So he just keeps chasing it so he can pass it over already but he can't get a grasp on it. It becomes an elongated and frustrating affair and he's committed this long to getting the damn thing so he isn't gonna switch hands despite the stares he feels.
And by the time he gets a grip he's so pissed he fucks up the pressure control, clenches too hard, and the pen breaks and ink stains his glove and the surface below it. He gets that horrible wash of embarrassment for being unable to do what most anyone else could no problem. To think about things like this, when Ed is so incredibly capable and competent, is really interesting to me.
Compiling it on top of all his insecurity and self hatred I imagine he gets sick with anger when something of that nature occurs. Especially in front of people he feels compelled to prove himself to.
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mars. mars i need you to hold my hand and imagine a world where ravage survives the dotl arc and is taken to sanctuary where soundwave and cosmos help nurse her back to health and she is reunited with the other cassettes. mars i need you to see the vision w/ me. mars 🖐
GRABS YOUR HAND HOLDS YOUR HAND SO TIGHTLY OOUHHH MY FUCKIBG GODDDDDD IM LISTENING. IM LISTENING
Soundwave brood is in chaos bc holy shit everyone thought she had DIED. like Soundwave felt it happen and everyone had mourned her death but then. They get a comm from the Lost Light saying she’s okay and Soundwave immediately demands her back with him. In a I will hunt you down myself if you don’t give her back to me NOW kinda way. And the lost light is like yes ma’am sorry ma’am (when they get to the Station Megatron tries to speak to Soundwave but for his own safety he is forced to stay far far away from everything. Soundwave can’t even look at him right now it’s too much too soon).
ANYWAYS. Ravage is still very critical and not great but she’s alive! Soundwave is naturally a huge overprotective mess and during the first few weeks (months? Idk) of Ravage’s recovery she stays unconscious and Soundwave will not leave her side. When ravage eventually wakes up, she’s in pain and frustrated but waking up to see Soundwave (her soundwave! She hadn’t seen him in so long she almost thought it wasn’t real) gave her so much relief she didn’t even realize she needed. The reunion is emotional and messy and there’s a lot that needs to be said but for now it’s okay to just be held and revel in the fact that Ravage is alive.
Cosmos comes in full clutch as the universe’s best nursing assistant and makes sure that Ravage is healing properly and getting the medical help she needs. No amount of snide comments and grumpy remarks from Ravage can stop him from monitoring her and making sure she has the medication she needs to heal.
Ravage gets around the clock care with the help of Soundwave and Cosmos. They become Ravage’s primary caregivers and they work together to make sure she heals properly and can get back to her old self.
She needs physical therapy to get her limbs all working again. She hates it. Soundwave and Cosmos are both endlessly patient with her, though, and it’s almost embarrassing.
The reunion with the rest of the cassettes is emotional and Rumble and Frenzy actually cry really loud. THATS embarrassing. The avians perch on her gently and preen her around her collar and midsection to make sure everything looks fine.
Ravage develops a deep appreciation for cosmos. Nothing Ravage could say or do could make Cosmos give up on taking care of her. It’s strange and gives Ravage an odd sense of comfort whenever he’s around.
UHHHH ANYWAYS. MY BRAIN. MY BRAIN IS INFECTED. HELP
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hi me again, coming off of anon because I’m unwell about the funny leg man: Aki actually says he’d kill for Kiryu in 6 though I wouldn’t be surprised if he would say that as well for him in 4 or 5. Homie would do ANYTHING for him and all he gets in return is the shit socked out of him in a nursery, see his boss intro in 6. I still believe Kiryu was full of shit for hitting him like a random ass thug like THATS YOUR FRIEND ISNT IT? Or maybe it isn’t. Aki’s not in Kiryu’s Soul Friends cinematic for Baka Darou but a bunch of random mfs he met in Hawaii are. Idk maybe Akiyama’s admiration was only ever one-sided… fucked up…. I imagine Aki’s already got problems with people leaving him but the fact that the guy he saw as his hero and his friend just up and leaves for almost a decade is just. Man. Man…
nooo youre right tho i think the quote i was thinkin of was from 6- i cant shake the feeling he says something similar in one of the previous entries too its been a while but POINT IS the problem with kiryu's relationships is that they all often do feel really one-sided: majima, akiyama, and daigo are all people that greatly look up to or admire kiryu and often express so, yet he doesn't reciprocate those sentiments in any equivocal way.
whether its cause he feels like he'll burden their lives by being more active in them I Dont Know but at this point it shouldve been clear to kiryu that his friends are letting him know all of that trouble's worth to be by his side, so i think thats what makes it particularly upsetting with the likes of akiyama who are distraught to find out kiryu doesnt reciprocate his friendship to the same degree
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Like yes tokenism is Bad and does not count as queer rep, having a character on some mainstream primetime tv show be 'the gay one' is not progressive, having contestants on reality tv be 'the gay one' is not progressive, but also maybe it can still do some basic good in some cases.
My mother, a 50 something white Catholic housewife, was saying yesterday at the dinner table how disappointed she was that her fave team got eliminated from this season of the amazing race canada, and she said - in front of my kid brother even! - that the team had been a pair of drag queens. (Yes she did fall into the sassy black queer person trope in explaining this, but y'know, we're taking baby steps with her). And this isn't even the first time she's said smthn mildly positive about queer ppl! The gay intern from the later seasons of grey's anatomy? One of her favourites. Hallmark is even putting out terrible bland movies with generic white gay people instead of generic white straight people, and since she's seen every hallmark movie to ever exist, she's seen those ones too.
So. Idk where I was going with this. She still wouldn't say this stuff at the dinner table if my father were there at the time. But, I'm just. Hopeful? Yes it's (imo) terrible tv for middle aged moms, and often it's mediocre tokenism, but maybe that's a starting point and maybe it can still be a good thing. (It's not like someone like my mother is going to go start watching indie arthouse films or reading weird uncomfortable novels. If this gets her to reach out of her very insular bubble, I'm happy).
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— WIP WEDNESDAY
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I’ve been slowly chiseling away at my wips through my COVID haze, so have some drama I’ve been cooking up:
Luthen waved his hand and turned on his heel. “Take a walk with me, Bix.”
“What’s going on?” she asked warily as she fell into step beside him.
“I figured you should hear it from me before word spreads around.” He took in a deep breath that straightened his spine, but refused to look at the mechanic. “The mission was successful, but Imogen won’t be coming back. She… Well, she achieved the redemption she sought. The rebellion will benefit from her sacrifice.”
It took a moment for Bix to fully understand. Her steps faltered as her heart plummeted, her blood running so abruptly cold that everything around her swayed for a terrifying moment. “How do you know she’s…?”
Luthen halted as well, it seemed his gaze shifted to anywhere other than Bix. “Her ship was shot down before it breached the atmosphere.”
“And you sent someone to search the wreckage?”
A steely, unreadable expression landed on Bix and stayed there for what felt like eternity, locking her in place and forcing her to hear his next words. Luthen shook his head resolutely and said “No need. I saw it myself, no one could have survived that explosion.”
Bix narrowed her eyes. Luthen’s tone sounded far too tense with an edge sharp enough to cut the air between them. She realized a warning lay buried beneath his facade. He did not want her to pry any further. Just like that, all of the pieces fell into place and she saw right through him. “I know what this is.”
“And what is this?”
“It was you,” Bix accused, heat flaring up her neck as her fists clenched. “You’ve been waiting for a reason to cut Imogen loose and she gave it to you when she killed Gorst. I didn’t think you were stupid enough to waste an asset like her, but I guess that makes me a fool, too.”
Luthen remained still, much like Imogen did whenever Bix to put her on the spot. “Don’t presume to think you understand anything.”
The mechanic advanced aggressively. A huge part of her wanted nothing more than to take a swing at him. To grab him by the shoulders and shake him and make him regret what he took from her. But Bix still struggled to make sense of this loss. She didn’t want to believe it. She couldn’t. “She can help us win this war.”
“She would have helped us lose it!” he shouted. Suddenly it felt like Luthen grew a foot taller, bearing down on Bix as if she were a child. “Someone with her kind of power and her darkness can never be controlled. It can be channeled, yes, but only briefly. That couldn’t have been done without you, but it was just a matter of time before we were all swept up in her destructive wake as well. I did you a favor, Bix. She would have grown bored of this life. She would have grown bored of you.”
Bix leaned in close. Her eyes burned and her voice shook as much as the rest of her, but she didn’t care. “You have no idea how wrong you are. I’m going to find her. If she’s alive, I won’t stop whatever retribution she has planned for you. And if she really is dead…” her chest seized painfully at the prospect, but she did not waver. “Then you’ll have me to deal with.”
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