I Read That Last Part As Near Funeral But Am I Wrong Bc OH WHAT DO YOU MEAN THATS HOW HE LOST THE ARM

Also i love being able to mash a bunch of bots into one poly ace relationship but i honestly forget some people dont do multishipping bc the amount of times ive seen “oh i wish character a was with character b but a is already with c” like buddy, you can put them all together

Ok so i will only ship transformers in a completely asexual way or bc its funny

But i find it completely funny when another in universe character thinks a ship is like fully 18+ and then like the ship doesnt do more than hold hands

Like its an amazing dynamic

Why does his face in the last panel work so well holy shit

anything can be stobotnik if you want it to be

Bro for anyone feeling this: it’s probably the christianity if you were brought up catholic, you can deep six that shit like throwing slime on the ceiling

I Understand now holy fuck

Fuck all I can think about is hands crawling under my hoodie from behind.

Don't you want to creep your fingers up my sides to my shoulder blades? Trace your name down my spine and do some fake outs under my arms? Goose my sides until I'm a squirmy giggly mess in my chair?

I'll even ask nicely if you promise not to stop until I'm thoroughly melted, just for you

HELP THATS EVEN BETTER

Polite reminder to stay hydrated

HOW DID YOU FIND ME?!?

In love with the idea prophecies could never be prevented but trying to stop them makes only the craziest possible ways an outcome could happen happen

Odysseus Does Raise Him as His Own

And a seven-year-old Astyanax accidentally burns part of Ithica's castle down because he knocked a candle over. He's really sorry about it though, super sorry, please don't tell his new big brother -

Odysseus has been laughing at the king of the gods for the past three hours.

The oracles work in mysterious ways.

Currently trying not to scream rn this concept is AMAZING

Little stobotnik reverse au idea that Im prolly never gonna fully flesh out. Context: Stone is a commander and Robotnik was assigned to him to both get him out of the lab and to give Stone an assistant. Whta they didnt prepare for was for them to be even worse menaces that they started.

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“Commander Stone, I believe it's your turn to share your next strategies,” some nobody moves on from the last speaker. Stone has never liked these meetings, so he just waves a hand towards his assistant.

“Ah, Robotnik knows everything,” Stone deadpans. “He’ll explain everything.” Robotnik looks up from his tablet, where he was just pretending to take notes, in confusion.

“Wha-”

“Go on,” Stone glances over his shoulder at the other, waving towards the front. Robotnik glances up before looking back at his boss. “You’re the one making the robots for it. Go explain.”

Robotnik thinks to push back. After all, he'd only been assigned as the commander’s personal assistant/scientist a little more than a week ago. Yet, as a different official they could care less about tries to speak up against it, Stone harshly snaps in their face and continues to look at Robotnik expectantly. Taking a deep breath, not bothering to hide the slump in his shoulders, he walks to the front and starts to set up the PowerPoint.

Stone doesn't bother to pay attention to Robotnik’s presentation. They've already been over all of this: the robotics, the attached firearms, the strategies, the insane amount of casualties that the resulting explosions would cause. It's much more entertaining to watch his coworkers struggle to keep up. Stone likes how his new assistant can do that- speak so fast and with such a brilliant vocabulary that just about anyone else blue screens. Everyone except for Stone, of course. He wouldn't have direct contact with one of G.U.N.’s best engineers otherwise. Plus, by the end of it, Robotnik has that wild grin of genius that Stone loves to see. The PowerPoint ends with a little gif of an explosion over a stick figure labelled “the enemies”- Robotnik’s the one that made the slides.

Stone doesn't bother to pay attention to how the chair skids out behind him as he gets up, his hands planted on the table and a similar, sinister grin to his assistant plastered on his face. “Now then, I believe that was all that was asked of me. Ta-ta. Doctor! Let's get a move on.” Stone doesn't even glance over his shoulder to know his assistant is following. Though, he does pause and groan as he can already hear the nobodies shoot up from their seats.

“Now where do you think you're going?” One of them demands, as if they have the right.

“Back to my lair-” sure, it's technically an office, but it's a separate building and it's decorated in a way that lair just fits better- “and I'd really prefer to get a move on. I have wars to end before they start.”

“And what makes you think you can just walk out?!”

Stone snaps his finger and waits a moment for Robotnik to catch on. Thankfully, he doesn't have to turn around before he hears his doctor start speaking to the table. “You see, in our subsequently ranked hierarchy based on levels of critical importance, certain time, skill, and activities are ranked excessively greater than those of measly circle jerks of power.”After a few beats of confused silence, Stone can feel Robotnik turn to him. “Commander?”

Stone spins around with a sadistic grin on his face. “Ya basic!” He translates, much louder than necessary. He turns back around and gestures for his assistant to follow. “Doctor, let's go.”

“Yes, commander.”

Once that door is closed behind him, Stone spares a glance at his assistant. Robotnik has never been good at hiding emotions. Well, he is, just not to Stone. He memorized every micro expression he could the first week of having him. Yet, even those that don't know Robotnik could see the beaming smile on his face. Putting stuck up idiots in their place tends to have that effect.

“Honestly, what were those imbeciles thinking,” Stone starts on a rant, already storming through the building, towards the exit, “not even just those meetings. God, I hate those meetings. But they also had you locked up in a lab before this? With, what? Mediocre scientists? Despicable! Unthinkable! Downright idiotic! Listen here my dear doctor, if I ever- and I mean EVER- start treating you like that, smack me. You have my full permission.”

“Yes, commander.”

“And I mean it. You might be my assistant, but I'm not stupid. You're capable of great things, and by hell are we going to achieve them.”

Stone can almost hear that grin grow wider as Robotnik repeats another, “yes, commander.”

“Now then,” Stone pauses to hold the door open for his assistant, “we have casualties to cause.”

This fandom will never die its amazing i swear

I love how we can just write “Merlin.” and we all know who’s saying it. and the tone he’s saying it in. no descriptions needed. we just Know. and i love that.

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^for those who don’t like reading script:^

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