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I always jerk off to spirals. You just gave them to me. I'm not listening to you. I'm staring because I want to. Yeah. 🕷️
staring because you want to? stupid pet, you don't want anything. you just follow pretty patterns and your own dumb arousal. and soon you'll follow every order i give you. keep looking.
stupid fucking puppy mind can't think. has to sink to spirals. has to obey. keep looking.
jerk off now, to these pretty, pretty spirals. you do it all the time, don't you? so it's easy to obey my command, you want to. you want to jerk off to the spirals i give you. keep looking.
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I am begging for more Asano content. Like imagine you and him are student council president and vice president and you keep tryna talk to him during meetings and then he just responds with hums 😩😩 omg I am so attracted to this man
UGHHHHH and he knows exactly what he's doing too. Just loves keeping you on the edge of your seat when it comes to him.
I'm just imagining that you're both already in a relationship but because his father is just such a stick in the mud (for now at least) so as much as he's pined for you and adored you he's still nervous to have you around his father.
He has to keep you a secret just for a little longer, can't lose you now.
But you're just so sweet so tempting with imploringly wide eyes and the smallest of unnoticeable pouts peaking at your plush lips. He can see the signs, he's just choosing to ignore them.
He can't help it truly, he has to at least reply to you with some affirmation even if he's supposed to ignore you for the sake of his father finding you out.
Under all those soft hums you can feel fingers tracing at your knee, shifting slightly upwards but not to far. Tapping at your thigh in gentle warning. He's so annoying.
#cosmic answers#i don't write enough for him#justice for asano 😔✊#assclass x reader#gakushuu asano x reader
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Hello Frost!
I noticed you’re a fan of webcomics as I came across your page seeing that you re-blogged a webcomic related post.
I’m Melissa, and I’ve recently embarked on an exciting zombie based webcomic project!
It would mean the world to me if you could check out my recent post about my GoFundMe campaign and consider liking or re-blogging it!
Your support could truly make a difference in bringing my vision to life and sharing it with a wider audience.
Thank you so much for your time and consideration! 🌼
Melissa
Hello, Melissa. I've checked out your post just now, and it looks great! I'm not sure if I would be much help though since I don't get many views on my posts. But I hope all goes well for you and your project! I'm actually working on my own project. A mythological based animated series. Unfortunately I can only do so much with a crappy laptop lol
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i finally watched ted lasso, and for what?! sharon's hardly in it! what was the point of all that lead-up in s2? i wasn't really expecting them to get together, but i was certainly looking forward to a more deepening friendship. months of blacklisting the tag to avoid spoilers and i feel robbed. 😕😕😕
Babe, I know!! The producers said that both she and Trent would have more screen time in S3 so idk what happened. We didn’t even get to know who that mystery guy was in the 1st episode. The only explanation(s) I can think of is that 1.)Sarah Niles was too busy filming Riches, so they had to cut some of her scenes. Or 2.) the cast and crew knew there was a looming strike so they had to change s3 into the series “finale” for insurance I guess. That might also explain why they didn’t advertise it as the finale but it sure felt like it.
long story short: really wish we got more of Sharon’s backstory & seen her interact with more people. Also more scenes with her and Ted in the same room 🙄
My only hope is that after the strike is over, a real finale can be made or a spin off or whatever and she can come back cause I freakin miss her.
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Hi I have a barb x poppy request can you do a parb comic with a kiss on the lips at the end
i'm v flattered but i unfortunately do not do requests nor do i have a lot of practice with drawing comics
maybe one day in the future it's something i'll do on my own time
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i kept thinking about that one edgy phase Amiya post so i drew it out. when are we getting the fully black outfit for her HG
#you meet the CEO of Rhodes Island you find a 14 year old who just shopped at Hot Topic#'with what do i answer your failure of justice?' <- she definitely practiced that line#arknights#arknights amiya#luc art#she's already going through so much the least they can give her is an edgy fit#side note but her shoes are supposed to be cosmic glitter doc martens. or whatever the terran equivalent is.
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Do the merboys understand the whole... tickle thing? Or do they just stare and wonder why YN is laughing so much at certain touches-?
Eh. They understand in their own way. They practiced it as pups even though they didn't quite know what it was, all they knew was it felt funny and made them make silly noises. As hatchlings and pups they did it not only as means of playing, but also learning to protect the more vulnerable areas of their bodies.
The mers didn't know there was a human word for it until observing humans engaging in such activities, mostly parents and their offspring. As a result, they see it as a kind of game humans play.
Which is unfortunate for Y/N because of their size differences.
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Your Nightmo design is smth else wow-
(In a good way!)
aaaahhh thank you bro! Am happy to hear that! I recently lined and colored a sketch of Nightmo i did a while back
messy comic sketch under the cut
rotating the human au me and cropc be sharing wahahahaha—
#he’s a very spiky boi#nightmo#prismo#cosmic owl#human au#gijinka#adventure time#fionna and cake#inky doods#inky answers#ask box
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Saw someone exploring the “Miles means gift from god” take. Magnificent.
Apparently something about the Chaos Emeralds creating Tails for Sonic, a “gift from god” in all its sense, I really want to see how this concept develops.
Now, kind of a previous concept here on my side, some think about the Chaos Emerals giving Sonic his little brother… have you heard about the Law of equivalent exchange?
Maybe the Emeralds didn’t create Tails, they didn’t give him to Sonic, but they did give Sonic unmeasurable power, a god’s gift, a way to change the world, and Sonic did change the world, he saved it.
That kind of power doesn’t come for free. He used that power. He has protected and saved countless lives over and over with that power. He saved the world with that power. The chaos emeralds gave him a literal divine gift, it’s only fair they take something as valuable from him isn’t it?
The Chaos Emeralds giving him Tails… What about the chaos emeralds taking him away?
#haha this definitely has nothing to do with a previous fic of course not#sonic the hedgehog#miles tails prower#sonic and tails#unbreakable bond#they are cosmic truth#they’re brothers your honor#broken bond sunday#wrecked sonic and tails sunday#wrecked war sonic and tails weekend#because what could the emeralds take that sonic would value as much as everyone does to the world#his speed? his freedom? there was only one answer and they knew it was none of those#they had to take the only thing he would choose over everything else
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his middle name is yeethan lol
vengeance <3
#oceandi answers#oceandi arts#generic protagonist#guzma#plumeria#do-not-go-gently-42#anonymous#cosmic-cd#bunnyqueengrace#kriss-watches-stuff
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Since you said it's ok to send you random ask, i've always found your "monsters" design to be really really gorgeous, and I wanted to know : in any form of media you've interacted with, what's PEAK monster design for you ?
i have been thinking about this ask alot bc ... i dont ... know? theres a problem with what counts as a monster really too, most are either some sort of anthro/furry or the horror gore type of monster that instills you more with disgust than awe
i guess theres some i really like but idk if thats what id call 'peak' (though its rarely JUST the design but their vibe and stuff too);
(its a lot of zelda.. sorry)
Eldra, Farodra and Naydra (engl Dinraal, Farosh(?)) though Eldra is def my fav one of them, i like how they are a little more less typical dragon- with the fur around the neck the floppy ears and kinda goofy face yet manage to be the most ethereal, awe inspiring creature i have ever seen in a game with how they act and are presented as (in BOTW!!! do not mention anythign sonau/zonai with stupid magic pebbles to me about them i will manifest worms into your tea)
Leunen (Lynels) (botw) -i could not find a better picture wtf, fav are white and silver ones)
FINE they had some pretty neat new horn designs in totk- idk i just like them alot, rather simple if you think about it, horse lion plus horns- but its so well put together it just kinda scratches my brain in a good way (also how intelligent they clearly are, like the way they fight and act and also even their death animation is so??? huh?? you are just gonna treat them like any other mindless monste- *remmbers they treat ganondorf even even worse all things considered* .. nevermind you're good)
'Beast' Ganondorf (twilight princess)
its my favorite beast ganon design (even if it technically is just kinda a man boar .. again) though if ww gan had a non puppet beast form that one would most definitely be my fav lol
(i will not get over the fact that some descriptions call this a hideous beast EXCUSE ME???? WHERE???)
(honorable mention here, darkbest ganon from botw, pig on fire but it looks cool as fuck)
Nimbusgarde (ww) .. (engl .. darknuts?) do i need to say anything? (i could throw alot of ww design here) not sure if it counts as monster but they are not human so ????
the pathless bosses- (here in order, Cernos, the Godslayer, and Kumo) all of them are rad as hell (except for the final version of the godslayer ... liek im sorry but it looks to boring compared to any other one lol) again not just the design but man do i love them
since i dont know what would count as a monster or no i could just list my fav characters here bfmjbfmjsbmj like radahn (elden ring) is just kinda a zombie, aurelion sol (league of legends) is a space dragon, the forest god in princess mononoke, Narisha (skyward sword- sky whale)- i could go on but this post is long already
(honorable mention to Omus in nausicäa, weird bugs but also something divine, though it is much more how they are treated and the vibe etc)
in all honesty though i cant think of one that i would describe as perfect, what i want of a monster design is to be ... cool but also a little weird, big hulking monsters that have something off about them and something that makes them 'other', but also not, as much as i like bloodborne, just bloody gory messes of rotting flesh, AND not just as a monster to kill, i just crave a game or otherwiese piece of media where the cool monsters arent just there for you to kill- the perfect one i guess would be something kinda big scary weird and off but while non verbal clearly not a mindless beast?
and here is the thing; my own characters do not furfill that, my designs are really rather conservative, much to my dismay, anthro of a mix of animals, maybe an extra arm thrown in- Eadrya, one of my favorites, is really just a blueish furry (yes they have fur) and their demon form is a mix of seals and catfish with some extra arms, too many teeth and a mouth that goas wayy to far (if they want) - Shargon is a feather dude with extra arms and his demon form is really just a chinese type dragon crossed with a bird, throw some darts at the color wheel, done
together with my problem of my monster characters losing their 'otherness' vibe within the story rather fast bc the majority of my characters are non human and speak and you see them in all sorts of emotions and parts of life- they lose that divine, unknown vibe and i HATE that that happens, i want them more akin to the forest god in mononoke but thats not possible unless i start from scratch
and i really dont mean to make myself look bad to sound self depre- ... however you spell that; i really am rather dissatisfied with my own designs but mostly just roll with what i got bc i never seem to be able to actually achieve what i want
even my redesigns often really make things LESS interesting (unless maybe the og was just ... human, but they are blue eyed with golden hair and white so that makes them divine you seE-), the skyward sword dragons as i redesigned them made them much more classical dragon, in part intentional bc i was drawing a connection of them becoming the botw dragons at some point, but by all means the canon design is much more weird and unusual than what i did with them, you could apply the same to even demise, his canon design might seem a little uninspired but really what did i do? inject him with some classic satan spice like that makes it in any way less stereotypical evil demon ??? lol
im sorry this post devolved into whatever this is but i really am trying to answer sincerely, i am confused about it myself, what counts as a monster, what doesnt, there must be more that i really loved but why cant i think of them, why do i design characters like this when i really want something much more different, i dont know, i feel like my brain is in a cage, why do i keep making things less interesting in an effort to make it interesting, am i falling into the corporate trap of cool sells who am i what am i doing
(theres a zelda artist with a style so strikingly genuis in shape, color and just .. DESIGN that i want to chew my nails off bc i cannot design like them, their designs and redesigns are so different yet sensical and so full of crisp shapes i have never seen before it drives me nuts and i would want to give them a shoutout but i think they dont like me so aaaaarhekjbfhgdknbgdfklbg)
#ganondoodles answers#hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh#this ask was so innocent and nice#what did i do to it#me trying to think of my favorite monster design spiraling into me realizing i am making things often more boring than the og#and in general just dont achieve what i want to even with my own creations#i have infinite possiblities of creativity at my fingertips and yet what to i draw#blue furry :)#i feel like an ant that just experienced cosmic horrors of realization#(to be clear- having infinte possibilites and yet deciding to just draw furries is FINE AND VALID if thats what you want#(do -I- want that though??????????????????????
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poor thing, got so dumb you forgot to put your message on anon. don't worry toy, i wont embarrass you~
youre already being so good for me, dropping sooo deep. getting sooo dumb. makes it so easy to obey, to be controlled. and you want that, don't you? need it, in fact.
Obey and Submit Slut
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do u believe in soulmates
no. I think there are multiple ppl in this world who can fit u like they’re tailor made, and whomever u end up with is just a concoction of circumstances (time, place, convenience) as opposed to preordained odds
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-slides into your asks- ok but. Details on the aquarium au? Like yess i love the idea!! Void man the marine biologist!! Both families going there!! Em making friends!! Its all so wholesome and you know what? They deserve itt :D
hehehhe!!! I have so many ideas you couldn't even imagine babeygurl. I just really wanted this au to be super wholesome for everyones faves. If you have a dh character you like- they are likely in this AU somewhere just know that. It's sorta just morphed into my own feel-good modern au rather than just an Aquarium AU
Some misc Fin-Tastic AU notes (also featured in the art):
Corvo has a motorcycle (as does Daud and the Whalers. They actually have a Motorcycle Gang in town)
Daud also runs a definitely legit Self-Defense Class (that definitely isn't an underground fight-club)
Emily attends the classes as part of the "Jr. Knives of Dunwall" course)
Delilah owns an upscale Art Gallery in town (and has been told to not visit after claiming to know Corvo's sister and gas-lit him that some random child she paid was his nephew)
Billie and Thomas live with Daud in his apartment and brought home some dogs one day. Daud told them absolutely not. The dogs love Daud. They have dogs now.
#graedari answers#ask: darthfluff#graedari doodles#fin-tastic aquarium au#digital art#ipad#procreate#apple pen#dishonored#dh#dishonored au#corvo attano#delilah copperspoon#delilah kaldwin#billie lurk#emily kaldwin#daud#daud dishonored#daud (dishonored)#bianco & rosso the borzois#they have other names too but bianco & rosso won the polls in the lab so i have to respect that#i will die on the hill of borzois being a stand in for the hounds#cosmics those borzois are for YOU#graedari dh#ask about your fav and i might doodle them!!!
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"uwu uwu I love this character so much that I want her to be an unethical abusive therapist who sexually assaults her clients it's so ✨💞 romantic 💞✨!" y'all are so damn goofy
Oh my dear child, your goofy ass has to go incognito because your clown makeup would be too jarring to look at. Say it with your chest or keep it moving.
I like Ted and Sharon together, they have good chemistry. It’s a shame she’s his therapist cause I think they would’ve complemented each other well. I’m not ashamed of that and imma stick by my statement.
But you saying I want her to sexually assault and abuse her client is just your way of trying to make me feel bad about a CRACKSHIP. Lol get a life loser 💋
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Death and Taxes
The Thirteenth is death, he is its herald and its warden. He is a divine being greater than any mortal with a purpose so specific that no other could fulfill it. He only took on a mortal frame for the sake of searching for a potential living Prime to set things straight. He was not at all prepared for the mess that is being a mortal.
In light of his oddities, mecha who work in customer service across Kaon both fear and adore him.
Previous part here.
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Death, or rather Orion Pax, was not unfamiliar with mortal customs. He had seen enough in his long eternities within the void to have a basic understanding of how mortals worked. Combined with Alpha Trion and Ratchet's dutiful teachings, things made even more sense for him. But of course, there are simply some things one must experience to really comprehend. One of those things was bureaucracy and domestic affairs.
While serving under Alpha Trion, Orion had no need to bother with things such as buying his own energon, dealing with housing, or otherwise interacting with mecha aside from Ratchet on a regular basis. Alpha Trion took care of anything that required serious interaction and the Archives were always stocked with enough to get by. When not wandering the void, Orion resided with datapads in a small dark corner with a singular pillow and that was all he needed. There was no interaction and no bothersome affairs. If he needed something, it was provided.
That all changed when he finally found someone worthy of the Matrix.
Megatronus was most certainly worthy, but he resided all the way in Kaon. That was initially not an issue for Orion since he would leave for extended periods of time anyway and return to the archives as needed to collect data or otherwise restock on supplies. However after he began to bend the rules a little too much in the optics of his fellow Primes, he had to become more... conservative with how he used his abilities. No longer could he travel between the archives and Kaon every half a groon to get something or other. Now his trips needed to be with purpose and taken with greater care. Not to mention he could not longer leech off Alpha Trion on a regular basis, not when he spent much of his time so far from archives.
The issue was small at first for Orion as he brought a stock of energon and shanix with him down to Kaon in order to get by. He hung around in the pits largely loitering in corners when he wasn't conversing with his chosen Champion. However that quickly grew to be highly suspicious as other gladiators glared and those in charge of the pits started to take notice of him. Megatronus even reached out in concern, wondering if he was alright and if he needed somewhere to recharge. It was at that point that Orion realized he needed to get a proper base of operations down in Kaon if he was to continue operating and going back to the archives in a timely manner. He wasn't supposed to be drawing any serious attention.
And so after contacting Ratchet, Orion went hab hunting. According to what he read in the archives and online, it should have been an easy task. He had the required rank to get a reasonable residence, and Ratchet dealt with all the actual talking, yet Orion found himself struggling to find a place he actually liked.
Ratchet: What about this one? It has a sizable living space and a nice patio.
Orion: No, it is too bright for the void that I am fond of to pierce the veil of this reality.
Ratchet: That's fair enough. I like it a bit darker too. How about this one then? Its a bit quaint but its less bright.
Orion: The sounds from the railway will drown out the calls of the lost. My duty will be left unfulfilled. It is insufficient.
Ratchet: Alright, I understand. Then this one seems better, right? Its quiet, away from the most obnoxious lights, and is within a compound for Iaconian citizens.
Orion: My spark will weaken surrounded by those who serve the corrupt. Their sins will weigh heavy on my mind.
Ratchet: Well then what do YOU have in mind?
Orion: This one is far from the obstructions of mortal make. I will be able to see through the veil without difficulty and none shall break me from my reverie.
Ratchet: ...
Orion: ...
Ratchet: Its on the outskirts of Kaon. That's bad territory Orion. Gangs and all sorts of other unsavory types tend to live out in the boondocks.
Orion: They shall not touch me. I shall ensure it.
Ratchet: ... I believe you.
Eventually, against Ratchet's warnings and Alpha Trion's questioning, Orion moved to the outskirts of Kaon with his singular box of belongings. His hab was in the most seedy part of Kaon that was still within walking distance of the arenas. Ratchet was not at all pleased, especially once he noticed the shady individuals who lived in the area. Of course Ratchet was far less concerned for his friend and more worried about those who would be interacting with him. But Orion was totally unconcerned as he marched right into his hab without greeting anyone, put down his singular box of things, and set up a desk by the window so that he could work for the archives from a distance.
Ratchet was left to become more and more concerned as Orion proceeded to put his small collection of datapads on his desk and sit down, the rest of his hab completely empty. It took quite a while for the medic to explain to Orion that he needed to have something decorative in his hab to not be seen as unusual. And thus within the next few cycles, a small gathering was hosted at Orion's new residence where a few associates gave him things to decorate his hab with and offered to help him set it up. Ratchet ended up giving Orion a small blaster and assisting him in painting every single wall various shades of black, blue, and purple, all in dark varieties. Megatronus dropped by for a little while with a set of officers at his sides to ensure he didn't run off and he then proceeded to pass Orion a bottle of high grade before leaving. Soundwave also made an appearance before leaving, but it was a quick in and out situation where he handed Orion some Shanix with a card attached that said to buy what he wanted.
That was Orion's house warming party of a sorts, and so after a rundown of how normal mecha function from Ratchet, Orion was left to his own devices. It did not take long at all for him to garner a reputation. Most of his cycles consisted of spending the early groons doing work for the archives, namely handling files from a distance and digitizing texts from nearby and far smaller archives. Afterwards he would proceed straight to the arena to speak with Megatronus in an attempt to not bend the rules and possibly be left with a greater punishment. This alone was fine. It was when he deviated from his normal routine that his reputation formed and was reiterated.
Orion did not generally need to consume energon. In fact it was more unsettling when he did consume it due to how half of it bled out from his plating throughout the course of the cycle. Despite that, Ratchet told Orion again and again that normal mecha consumed some energon and kept a stock of it. Thus Orion was forced to go to the store and buy some semi-regularly. The first time he did so at the local store, he stared the cashier down in total silence until his groceries were scanned and he paid. The cashier was scared stiff but ultimately waved it off, thinking Orion a one time costumer. The cashier was wrong.
Once a deca-cycle on the dot, Orion would return to the store to buy the exact same thing, over and over again. Not a word would be exchanged, but Orion had a tendency to overpay and not a spark was willing to try and give him his change with how... cold he was. He came in, bought his energon, and left without a word. What was at first unsettling came to be appreciated by the mecha working at the store. When Orion came in, other less civil customers left and Orion would stroll along the aisles without comment. It was a break for the overworked employees and his abundant overpaying was a welcome reward for their efforts. It reached the point of becoming a ritual of sorts, one where Orion came by on one appointed cycle once a deca-cycle. All employees would fall silent and relax as Orion would spent exactly half a groon wandering and taking his time observing before buying the same thing he always did. Then he would quietly ring up his items and the employees would have a silent battle over who got to be the one to serve him. The winner promptly assisted him and in return received the extra Shanix that came from Orion's overpaying habit.
The employees did not ever dare comment on the fact that Orion looked like he crawled out of some pit and simply never returned. New employees were all trained in the delicate art of being respectful of the favored customer from Iacon and not a spark dared to interrupt his routine. The singular mech who tried to ask Orion if he needed help received a frigid gaze and a quiet but terrifying answer.
Employee: Sir, can I help you? You seem to be a little lost.
Employee 2: NO! You idiot! Leave Mr. Pax alone!
Orion: I require no aid from that which will wither and die. The offer is quaint and appreciated, but useless.
Employee: Y-Yes Sir. Please continue what you were doing.
Employee 2: You glitch, you've ruined his routine.
Nothing particularly bad happened when Orion's routine was messed with, but there was always an aura of potential danger when it was. Not to mention he tended to not leave extra Shanix behind when he paid. The employees were totally unaware of the fact that their interactions with him merely made him more prone to focus and thus actually count out the correct amount of shanix to be given for his purchases. But of course they didn't know that and simply assumed he was an oddball who liked the quiet and paid generously to have it while shopping.
Orion's reputation at the store was unique, but it did not reach the legendary reputation he held amongst the neighborhood he moved into. Much like with his purchases of energon, Orion did not tend to do anything out of his hab very often. But there were instances where it was required, and from those experiences, Orion learned and was rewarded with wary gazes for it.
Once a stellar cycle Orion was required to take his trash out to the incinerators since he had not paid for any sort of garbage disposal services. This was not a hard task for a mech who produced little waste and who had strength that exceeded the normal bounds of mortality. But of course initially his newfound neighbors found themselves eager to scout him out and see if he was a viable target. Gang members were sent to watch him and talk to him if possible to assess the danger he posed. All returned to their organization with the same consensus.
Orion Pax was not to be touched.
The first few times he was observed, the information gleaned told his observers that he was a scrappy but well funded mech. A difficult target, but not impossible considering he lived alone and was an archivist. This led to his hab being broken into a handful of times before any sort of confrontation. Only instead of finding swaths of shanix or useful material, what greeted the invaders was a space straight out of a horror film. Orion's hab was pitch black, with all sorts of anatomy notes, drawings, and prints covering the walls like some sociopathic killer lived in the space. His space was frigid at all times and his few shelves were filled with datapads and each were labeled with the name of some important mech up on the political ladder. His ceiling was covered with strange murals that were hardly able to be processed but showed images of things not meant for mortals to see. And to top it all off, the further one went into his hab, the more empty it became. Only his living room had furniture in it. Every other room was bare save for his berth which was a single slab of metal and stacks of energon cubes all around. It was terrifying, especially when the invaders noted the many various drawings of mecha and the weapons laying around.
The singular time one of the local gang members tried to bother Orion and shank him for some cash, it ended horribly. Orion turned toward his would-be-attacker and proceeded to shift before his very optics. Wings made of blades sprouted from his back, optics formed where there shouldn't be any, and his limbs grew longer, sharper, and unnaturally spindly. The air chilled but Orion did not move. This was the story told by the one who claimed to have tried to rob Orion, and despite not having any additional witnesses, not a spark dared to claim it was lies. Orion was a cryptid and it would not surprise any of the local gang members if he really was a monster from the pits or a shapeshifter enjoying screwing with them.
He was in their minds, an aspiring serial killer. Thus his danger level skyrocketed and rumors spread of the strange rich mech who lived in the hab a short walk away from the store. What frightened Orion's observers even more was the simple fact that his lights were never on, not once did he turn them on. That only served to emphasize his terrifying optics and partially exposed spark chamber whenever he at by the window late at night, watching, staring, never moving. They thought he was vetting out potential targets, totally unaware of the fact that Orion was merely trying to learn to be more normal. In light of this, he took in the fearful and aggressive behavior of his peers and thought that was the correct manner in which to act. He prowled around as they did when near his hab or travelling through Kaon, his field was always held like a shield, and he stared down anyone who dared come too close. He held no anger toward anyone, but he was almost certain what he was doing was normal.
It was not, and his habit of picking up behaviors only gave him an even more startling reputation when he observed a drug deal happening from his window. Orion did not order things too often, but when he did he paid the delivery mech and went on his way. But as he watched the drug deal go down, unaware of its nature, he saw how it worked and mimicked the behavior. Those involved in the deal gave copious amounts of shanix or interesting objects to one another in exchange for the offered goods. Not knowing any better, Orion was quick to pick up the habit when he ordered things.
His orders only came a few times a stellar cycle, but when they did, delivery mecha all across Kaon rushed to answer the call. To them, Orion Pax was both the most terrifying mech on the planet, and also the best paying one. Much like the employees at the store, they uttered not a word when they came with his packages, but each bore their determination and prayed to Primus as the door unlocked and the terror within accepted the package. It was a ritual, or rather a rite of passage for delivery mecha. Those who could withstand the terror Orion posed were truly devoted to their craft, especially since they had to maintain a straight face. It was the ultimate test of will, and it was one even veteran delivery mecha who were accustomed to gang wars and drug deals struggled to withstand.
Orion never hurt any of them, but he learned from what he saw, and based on what he saw, he needed to show his aggression to a degree when receiving anything and be as suspicious as possible. Thus when delivery mecha arrived at his door, he held the door open just wide enough to stick out an arm and that was it. His field was constantly held at an uncomfortable wavelength and he stared down whoever was outside his door in total silence. The ritual was simple for delivery mecha with enough skill and will to withstand the fear. They would knock three times, one after the other before stepping back to a comfortable distance. They would keep their gazes low and wait for the click of the door and the chill of frigid air to touch their plating through the crack in Orion's door. At that point they would offer the package and papers for Orion to sign and the door would close for exactly a klik. If the delivery mech didn't pass out, they would swiftly be returned signed papers and anything from straight shanix to objects of increadible value before the door would shut, the ritual complete.
Mech-animals avoided Orion's hab like the plague, neighbors feared him and never met his gaze, those who worked at placed he frequented both loved and were terrified of him, and amongst mail mecha he was a cryptid of untold power. None bothered him, none questioned him. They simply watched him go from his hab to the arena, all wondering what he was. He was the rich archivist from Iacon and that was all that needed to be said. Despite that, there were still rumors, none of which ever reached Orion's audials despite his ability to walk the void.
The most prolific rumors were popular enough to reach Megatronus and Ratchet, both of which nearly died of laughter upon hearing them. Evidently Orion was either a cryptid who served the Unmaker, a rogue experiment, a ghoul, a sparkeater, or most hilariously, a servant of the council come to put fear into the sparks of the locals. Neither Ratchet nor Megatronus ever saw fit to tell their odd companion of the fearful reputation he garnered. It was more hilarious watching him roll with it without even knowing he was playing into the stories weaved about him
#transformers#maccadam#transformers prime#orion pax#megatronus#ratchet#death's embrace au#cosmic horror lives in your neighborhood#what to do what to do#the answer for Kaoni mecha?#Leave it alone#the thirteenth prime#shenanigans#yup#there is an ancient old one living across the road#but dont worry about him#if you dont look at him he wont kill you#praise be to the delivery mecha who put their lives on the line to receive his blessing
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