Florence Castle's HEROES OF CYBERTRON - Episodio Speciale 01: DINOBOT
Florence Castle's HEROES OF CYBERTRON - Episodio Speciale 01: DINOBOT
Buon compleanno Beast Wars ma - soprattutto - buon compleanno anche a me, poiché entrambi quest'anno compiamo ben 25 anni. Perciò festeggeremo tutti insieme con questo speciale che tratterà l'icona numero uno di questa serie TF "bestiale"...
NOTA: Alcune immagini non sono mie, ma vengono dal sito DeviantArt. Articolo scritto da me, con l'approvazione di @jazzluca.
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SPECIALE 1: DINOBOT, l'onore di un guerriero
«Forse ho trovato la risposta alla domanda che mi assillava da tempo: il futuro non può essere mutato, siamo noi che decidiamo le nostre scelte. Ma, ironia della sorte, soltanto ora scopro di non poter scegliere affatto. Io sono un guerriero... e il mio destino è combattere!».
Con questa bellissima e commovente citazione tratta dalla serie TF che quest’anno spegnerà venticinque candeline, introduciamo un’altra stella del firmamento robottiano che ha segnato profondamente i nostri cuori fino alle lacrime (per alcuni letteralmente!). Da non confondersi con l’omonima squadra Autobot dall’altmode sauresco, DINOBOT è indiscutibilmente il beniamino delle masse per il suo acuto senso dell’onore e quel carisma tale che morirebbe gloriosamente in battaglia pur di proteggere chi ama; il tutto armato dei suoi inconfondibili spada e scudo rotanti e uno sguardo laser à la Superman per gli attacchi a lunga distanza.
È impossibile non ricordare quel velociraptor Predacon che crede nella ricerca di una gloria imperitura, e che già all'inizio della serie Beast Wars inizia a mettere in dubbio i metodi di Megatron accusandolo di aver condotto il resto della ciurma su un pianeta sbagliato dopo il furto del Disco d'Oro, una preziosissima reliquia di Cybertron. Verrà quindi scacciato da disertore e si unirà successivamente ai Maximal nonostante il suo tentativo fallito di “spodestare” Optimus Primal dal ruolo di leader, ed è per questo che si distingue dai suoi neocompagni proprio per la sua famigerata lealtà ballerina: un Predacon resta pur sempre un Predacon, dopotutto, ma – parafrasando Nightmare before Christmas, uscito al cinema tre anni prima di ciò che in Italia conoscevamo come “Biocombat” – ti decanterà Shakespeare a memoria!
Ebbene sì: Dinobot viene dipinto come un guerriero romantico, nell’accezione di tragico, un antieroe che lotta disperatamente per la sua libertà e sempre contro l’inevitabilità del destino; esattamente come fanno gli shakespeariani Macbeth («Ahimè, povero Tarantulas! Lo conoscevo, Cheetor...») e Amleto (il celeberrimo «Essere o non essere, questo è il dilemma...», oppure quel «Il resto è silenzio...» detto in punto di morte), entrambi in perenne lotta contro la natura “bene di madre e di voler matrigna”. E come tutti gli eroi tragici di questo genere, anche il nostro ha amiconi del cuore che lo rispettano, come quel Rattrap con cui condivide una divertente rivalità per i motivi di cui sopra.
Il suo canto del cigno avviene nella Stagione 2, nel memorabile episodio Un Grande Eroe, in cui lo vediamo affrontare l’intero entourage di Megatron tutto da solo fino alla fine delle sue forze – arriva persino a mettere KO lo spietato capo Predacon con una rudimentale ascia. E quando i suoi compagni Maximal arrivano troppo tardi a vedere cos'è successo, Dinobot ha già abbracciato il suo destino e chiede umilmente loro di raccontare la sua storia ai posteri, poiché “non c’è nulla da recriminare” nell’aver salvato la valletta da cui nascerà la razza umana: «Dite loro la verità. – egli dice – I miei tradimenti e anche le mie imprese... e lasciate che mi giudichino di conseguenza. Ora lasciatemi in pace...». Questa è la fine di Dinobot, “vissuto da guerriero e morto da eroe”, ma non per quel mostro di Megatron sempre volenteroso di manipolare le menti dei nostri amici Biocombat con le sue intricatissime trame.
Nella Stagione 3 infatti, grazie alle possibilità offerte dalla tecnologia Transmetal 2, egli resuscita il caro e vecchio guerriero fondendo il DNA di questi e un frammento della Scintilla di Rampage, dando vita a un grottesco pseudo zombie/clone/mostro di Frankenstein. Con questa nuova veste, quindi, “Dinobot secondo” torna all’ovile dei Predacon nel tentativo di Megatron di avere tra le fila un soldato fedele e obbediente da controllare a piacimento, anche se il fantasma dei ricordi della vita precedente è sempre dietro l’angolo. La serie non ce lo spiega esplicitamente, ma si pensa che Rattrap abbia giocato un ruolo chiave per recuperare il “vecchio” Dinobot quasi in maniera analoga di Blackarachnia nei confronti di Tarantulas. Il suo sacrificio nel finale di serie lascia intendere che, seppur sia stato manipolato e riprogrammato contro la propria volontà, Dinobot è sempre disposto a tutto per andare fino in fondo e dignitosamente. Purtroppo, non sono mai state (finora) segnalate altre sue apparizioni in serie esterne alle Biocombat – esclusi i fumetti e l'omaggio nella recente War for Cybertron: Il Regno, in cui i Maxmal e i Predacon si contrano con i Cybertroniani G1 in un crossover non così brillante ma al tempo stesso un ottimo modo per festeggiare i venticinque anni delle Guerre Animali. Comunque, pare che l’anima di Dinobot si sia reincarnata in personaggi non così diversi dall’originale; i decani ricorderanno sicuramente la figura di Starscream concepita in Armada, ma il più vicino di tutti è forse il Decepticon Dreadwing della serie TRANSFORMERS: Prime, di cui abbiamo già discusso nella Puntata 4.
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Per quanto sia stato un personaggio radicato esclusivamente nell’universo Beast Wars, Dinobot è divenuto popolarissimo e amato da pubblico anche attraverso i numerosi modellini susseguitisi negli anni. Primo tra tutti il Deluxe del 1996, che come tutti i colleghi di ondata aveva la gimmik della “testa mutante” – cioè una maschera con fattezze bestiali che segnava la transizione dalla forma animale a quella robotica. I colori della variante Hasbro non erano così eccezionali (il raptor era troppo rosa!) e il viso del Bot era appena abbozzato, mentre la variante Takara cercava allora come oggi di rimanere il più possibile fedele alla controparte animata. E ovviamente non mancano delle piccole variazioni, come il remold in Grimlock o la ricolorazione celebrativa del decennale della serie – il Deluxe del 2006, con parti dipinte con bei colori metallizzati e una valida alternativa al predecessore Takara.
Doveroso menzionare l’aggiornamento – se possiamo definirlo tale – in Dinobot Transmetal 2 del 1999, anche questo un Deluxe ed è tuttora una rarità della sua categoria dato che la distribuzione dei Beast Wars iniziò ad interrompersi coi primissimi Transmetal 2. Un Deluxe, dicevo, che da una parte da un senso di continuità, ma dall’altra cozza con la versione nel cartone, che già il primo Dinobot era secondo solo a Megatron come altezza, quindi dovevano farlo minimo come Mega o Voyager, occasione perduta qui nella sua incarnazione TM2, senza però contare che altre versioni di personaggi della prima ora come Cybershark e Blackarachnia ricevettero un upgrade di stazza da Deluxe proprio nei rispettivi Mega Transmetal 2, ma sono dettagli.
Ma un personaggio così popolare non potrebbe mai avere la possibilità di riapparire in modelli aggiornati negli anni successivi? Naturalmente sì, e così ecco un bell’Universe del 2008/09 nei panni di un velociraptor ispirato a Jurassic Park con una forma robotica più fedele alla controparte animata e con proporzioni più antropomorfe – oltre a una colorazione show-accurate se si prende l’omonimo Takara. Certo l’iconico scudo non ruota più, ma in compenso può sparare un missile che è anche l’altrettanto celebre spada. Il fascino delle Biocombat, però, si esaurisce in fretta e da quell’anno non se ne sente più parlare, a parte il Dinobot con altmode veicolare per la Timeline 2006 che purtroppo era solo il remold di Cybertron Longrack.
Quasi nel tentativo di aggiungere una pezza all’aspetto goffo e troppo poco fedele alla controparte animata dei modellini di cui sopra, nel 2018 anche Dinobot appare tra i Masterpiece e finalmente con le giuste proporzioni e altezza – o almeno, insieme agli altri personaggi della sottocategoria Beast Wars della linea. Tra le chicche di questo Dinobot spiccano dettagli stampati e la verniciatura antigraffio, rendendolo quindi molto più resistente. Certo, è dettagliatissimo e fedelissimo al cartone animato, ma può spaventare i giunti delle articolazioni alle spalle del Bot, troppo duri e fragili – difettino corretto con le copie successive, per fortuna.
Se proprio il Masterpiece è economicamente proibitivo, tre anni dopo arriva da War for Cybertron: Il Regno della macro-famiglia Generations un Voyager discreto e accettabile. È effettivamente un Masterpiece in miniatura e ci viene presentato come Predacon (ricordandoci che all’inizio della serie originale apparteneva a tale schieramento prima di disertare), ciononostante è anche un valido sostituto che manda definitivamente in soffitta il vecchio modello degli anni ‘90.
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CONCLUSIONE
Poiché come le Beast Wars sono nata nel ’96, mi vedo costretta essere di parte: una serie animata che ha avuto il coraggio di nascere in computer grafica, tecnologia all’epoca pionieristica e sconosciuta all’infuori dei pochi cartoni che conosco, per esempio della neonata Pixar Animation Studios. Scelte audaci a parte, l’idea di avere Transformer con altmode bestiali era già presente nella G1 – come i Predacon e i Terrorcon – ma una serie che sia interamente sulle “guerre animali” è stata una vera e propria rivoluzione. E che ci abbia regalato trame accattivanti dei personaggi memorabili come il nostro Dinobot o Blackarachnia è un altro punto a suo favore. Grazie di tutto, Guerriero!
Arrivederci alla prossima puntata! 😘
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“Give me a few days of peace in your arms—I need it terribly. I’m ragged, worn, exhausted. After that I can face the world.”
-Henry Miller
Home
A little self indulgent piece of my OC phantom and cayde.
Angst with eventual fluff.
This has not been proof read
Enjoy xoxo
Home.
He's home.
Sprawled out on the sofa of my...our flat, snoring softly. One leg over the back of the sofa, head tilted back, resting on his hands like he never left.
His Cloak slung over the coat hook it used to call home until 5 years ago, boots beneth it, still caked in mud and on the coffee table, his holster and ace...ace 2? I glance back to my bedside dresser, caydes ace of spades resting there, the tool of retribution that carried swift justice to uldren sov. My gaze returns back to the other wespon, cracked with an un-earthly glow sitting on the coffee table.
Why can't I be happy about this,Like every one else?
Why can't I welcome him back into my...our bed like I used to, curling up into his side, listening to his inner mechanisms softly working as we simply bask in one another's presence?
I should be elated. I am. Its like every wish I ever asked for rolled together in one. An impossible ask made real, laying on my sofa...our sofa. Back where he belongs. He's safe.
But what about me?
Selfish thought I know but,What about the tears I cried every day for 5 years? The nightmares? The hallucinations? The sleep terrors? The anxiety attacks?
What about my pain!?
I grieved. I grieved for him. The life we could have had. The death of seemingly everything I held dear and now I'm supposed to just...forget that? Forget how much i suffered while everyone else managed to move on.
Envy it an ugly emotion but I feel it nontheless strongly as I do my grief.
Does he even know?
I'm sure he must have some idea. I'm sure zavala and ikora filled him in. I'm sure sundance and midnight spoke.
Spoke about the night I screamed so raw my throat bled. The night zavala found me curled up behind the bust of cayde in the tower, wrapped in his cloak as the snow settled around me, slowly burrying me as i stared off into nothingness. The missions I returned from, battered and bloody only to pick up the next bounty and leave. No food. No rest. No time to remember.
Maybe thats why his eyes followed me with that uneasy concern when I bid him good night. The look of understanding that sent an uneasy shiver down me when I asked him if we could sleep separately for a while as I got used to my dead partner being alive and well back in my...our apartment.
A shiver of frosty air shoots up my spine and sets my teeth on edge.
He's here again.
Not the real cayde.
But the cayde thats been with me since he died.
The cayde that lingers in the shadows, that stalks me in the light of day, that lingers over my shoulder. A waking nightmare.
He first started to apear a few days after caydes death. Only at night. He would hover beside my bedside, bending down beside my ear to whisper.
"I was waiting for you. Waiting for you to run in and put a bullet between that bastards eyes. But you didn't. You were too late. Too late. TOO LATE!"
"Youre sick. Sick in the head. You welcomed my killer into our home with open arms. Crow? Crow?! That's what the sick fucks calling himself now? Are you that desperate to betray me? That desperate to desicrate MY HOME with that murders precence?!"
Then it would vanish as the dawn arrived leaving me sleepless and guilt ridden.
Until it didn't.
Until guardians would give my looks of sympathy and fear when a smokey apparition of the ex hunter vanguard would be glanced over my shoulder. Lips uttering words only I could hear.
I tried everything. Pills, alcohol, therapy, eris's hive magic, maras paracausal influence but nothing stopped the ghastly characature of my dead lovers visage from taunting me.
Ikora began to avoid me. I dont blame her. Being forced to see her fallen friend every instance we spoke must have been hard but...at least she could escape it.
Zavala simply gives me this look. The kind of look you give an animal you know needs putting out of its Misery as it lays dying at the side of the road. The type of look you give sickly dying people when you know they're on their last legs. I know he means well.
But I avoid him to now. I am not dying nor sickly...not outwardly and I don't wish to be treated as such.
With a sigh I turn, heading back into my...our room.
I'll get it right eventually.
I shrug off my clothes leaving them heaped on the floor, tugging on one of caydes hoodie that no longer smells like him before sliding into bed.
"Broken" it hisses.
"You think that's what i want. You think after these years, after what you've become, I'll want you?"
"Deluded"
"Shut up" I whisper holding my hands over my ears but it does nothing to silence the vile vitriol that slips from its mouth.
"Broken little phantom. How many time did you think of crushing midnight and ending it all huh? Monster. Selfish monster even considering that. I deserve better."
I curl into a ball as if caydes hoodie and the blankets will save me from the ghastly manifestations of my biggest failure. But it dosent.
My heart rate begins picking up as further hateful bile is spews from the lips of the creature using my lovers face to torment me. My fingers tremble against my face as my body convulses with each sob that wracks my frame.
"Worthless, selfish, untrustworthy, lying, unfait-"
"Hey"
The voice seemingly interupts itself
A hand on my shoulder jolts me to the present as i turn expecting the face of a nightmare...
2 icey blue optics stare into my own eyes from the darkness. Not the misty red smoke I expected.
"Zavala...zavala told me about...well...me" he says softly. The feeling of his hand on my shoulder, thumb rubbing gentle circles feels...Alien but...also like home.
Cayde glances at the misty apparition of himself with a hard glare. His eyes soften as he looks back to you "this guys a real buzzkill huh?" He says softly in a weak attempt to lighten the mood. He readjusts himself on my...our bed. Placing himself between me and the nightmare.
"Just ignore...him? Me? No not me. Ignore it" he murmurs as he slips under the covers. I cant help my body tense as he moves up beside me. As if sensing my unease he also freezes.
"I can leave, if you want. Go back to the sofa" his voice softly speaks as if I'm a cornered animal, soothing. Safe.
I pause. No. No thats the last thing I want now. I spent 5 years apart from him, I don't want to spend a single moment away from his side.
"No please stay" I mumble, voice horse from the tears that a familiar hand was wiping away. My hand finds the material of his tshirt and I move myself trying to get iven closer despite us already being flush together.
"Always"
His body fits against mine like a puzzle piece, arms snaking round my waist, anchoring me to him. "It wasn't your fault doll. I promise"
My body gradually untenses for what feels like the first time in 5 years as I sink back into he familiar embrace of caydes body. My body trembles with the adrenaline finally leaving my system.
His chest still rises and falls, his exo body's mimic of a heart beat still reaches my ears. Home. For the first time in 5 years, We are both home.
A blue light on my bedside catches my eye. A ghosts eye, 2 of them, watch us. Midnight and sundance. The pillow I keep on the bedside cabinet once for both midnight and sundance may seem unnecessary to some but our ghosts deserve a little love to. Midnight had always looked swammed by the pillow after sundance was blown to shards but now, seeing them both huddled up to one another as they to settle down, it feels like everything is finnaly settling into place.
Cayde-6 the once dead hunter vanguard, friend and lover was finally back where he rightfully belonged.
Home.
Our home.
{2/2} may i ask for some thoughts over cayde being interested in a warlock who he often catches staring at him (in an shy way, not in a creepy way ? lol) and every time he catches them they panic and try to look busy by reading/looking somewhere else instead ? thank you so very much, and i hope you're having a wonderful day/evening/night !! 💕 -timid warlock anon (i hope it's okay to name my anon self for you, aha,,,❤️)
Sure thing, Guardian and no problem. You too, have a great day/evening/night! Or in time and space
Cayde caught someone, who was staring at him? This is not his first time because he have seen it after becoming an EXO. Or was it that people can’t handle him? He will never know. There is a but when he saw them, often staring at him. He notice how they panic when he look at them and went back to whatever they were doing.
He found this amusing because he has notice them a lot more than them. Their quirks and habits. He had taken a few notes and remind you, he is a Hunter who has seen things more than any of his Hunters. He is an experience one.
Still, he’ll ask Ikora about that certain Warlock and she knows why. She won’t tell him, not even her Warlocks so Cayde has to figure it out which bums him out.
It goes on for a long time and he decide to go up front because they are torturing him, both physical and mentally.
The Warlock got a small jumpscare when he took his seat next to them or stood next to them, engaging in a small conversation. It becomes a long than a small and short one. They become friends but the Warlock wanted more than that but they need their friend, time to be on their side.
Ikora listened what the Warlock said and she was happy for them. Warlock Mom is proud of her kids.
Time made them to be best friends and will they stay as that or something more? Are they gonna be stuck in the friendzone? Time will tell.
I've watched this about one hundred times.
Overwatch Halloween headcanons
Genji Shimada
⛧ He loved Halloween as a kid so he’s happy to celebrate it
⛧ Does care too much about what you two would do during that day as long as you’re together
⛧ But preferably would either go out with you or watch horror movies whole night
⛧ If asked about his halloween costume his first answer always will be “My halloween costume? Cyborg ninja!”. He thinks this answer is funny, but in fact he always has a costume
⛧ Genji always takes his time and every year wants to surprise everyone with his costume
⛧ He once happened not to have any ideas and asked you for help and ended up with his armored sprayed with paint (his 2021 weekly halloween skin “Skeleton” skin)
⛧ Definitely goes out to buy decorations and sweets
⛧ You two either go out to party with friends or stay together watching horror movies and give candy to children
⛧ Genji will buy the prettiest pumpkins he can find to carve them with you, it’s much easier for him to carve them since he’s very good with sword
⛧ If two stay at home and you don’t wanna watch a horror movies, he’s got some games to play
Hanzo Shimada
⛧ He never had a chance to celebrate Halloween, especially during his time in the Shimada Clan
⛧ Now that he's no longer a part of the Clan, he can celebrate Halloween all he wants
⛧ Hanzo is not a party person, so he would rather spend his time with you in the house than going out
⛧ He's not that interested in carving pumpkins at first, since he doesn't want to get dirty, but once he started, he won't stop until his satisfied
⛧ Is Hanzo going to get a costume? Absolutely
⛧ Definitely will ask for your opinion on what costume he should get
⛧ In the end he’s gonna be a vampire, cuz why shouldn't he be one?
⛧ In the halloween day, he will be proudly wandering around in his costume
⛧ If you don't want to be the one to give candy to children, don't worry he will take care of it
⛧ He just want how creative kids can get with this and he never had a chance to give them candy, so he's kinda excited
⛧ In the end, you two will probably fall asleep in watching horror movies
Cole Cassidy
⛧ He was celebrating halloween since he can remember, even with the deadlock gang
⛧ Cole’s really excited to spend Halloween with you
⛧ Especially during this time of year, his favorite nickname for is “pumpkin”
⛧ He's really into matching costumes and he was the one to suggest it
⛧ He’s really into matching costumes, because he doing group costumes back in the deadlock gang and it kinda became for a tradition for him
⛧ Cole either gonna choose hot scary or just weird ones, (for both of you or for himself) depending on his mood
⛧ If you're gonna say you don't want matching costumes, he's gonna pretend he's offended, but in the he's gonna love whatever you will pick for yourself, if you're really not into his idea
⛧ If he’s costume idea requires makeup, he’s gonna come to you no matter if you’re better or worse than him at doing makeup, he’s really bad at it and trust you with it more than himself
⛧ His favorite part about going out to halloween parties, is seeing other peoples costumes, he just loves seeing people’s creativity
Gabriel Reyes
⛧ Gabriel may seem a bit grumpy, but he does like halloween
⛧ When was young, he really enjoyed treat or tricking, but now he’s into that too much
⛧ He would rather stay at home than going out
⛧ Gabriel won’t admit it, but he does want to get a costume to wear around the house
⛧ He’s gonna act like a mom if you mention buying new costume or decoration “We already have decoration.” “You have a costume from last year, you don’t need a new one.”
⛧ But he’s not gonna say anything if you buy anything new, in fact, he will be curious about the new stuff
⛧ He’s going to order one without you know as a surprise, since he made you thought that “He’s too old for costumes”
⛧ He loves seeing the mix of surprise and confusion on your face when he shows you his costume
⛧ Reyes gonna joke about scaring kids so he’s doesn’t have to give them candy, but you know he’s not gonna do that
⛧ Watching horror movies isn’t scary for him, but if you’re scared easily during these movies, he will tease you and maybe scare you
⛧ He will probably fall asleep before the movies ends
Lucio Carriera dos Santos
⛧ He’s been thinking what he should wear the whole year and when halloween is near, he has no idea what costume to choose
⛧ Expect him to ask you for help with choosing costume, which gonna take some times since he really wants to wear all of them
⛧ Lucio besides buying some decoration, will make try to find some diy videos to make some decorations himself for fun
⛧ Instead of carving, he enjoys painting the pumpkins
⛧ He’s definitely gonna take you out to party to a club or to your friends party, he’s either gonna go just with you or group of mutual friends
⛧ In the club, beside dancing, he’s gonna get both of you halloween drinks
⛧ During house party, there’s gonna be a lot things happening
⛧ Watching movies, playing games, making halloween food, making carving pumpkin contest, etc.
⛧ During horror movies he will try to hide behind you, Lucio gets scared really easily so he’s gonna hold on you for his life
The moment they knew they were in love: Blackwatch Boys
Gabriel Reyes
It wasn’t when you first kissed him
It was actually the first time he saw you in his clothes
You had gotten cold waiting for him in his office
His beanie was laying on the desk so you put it on
He walked in to find you curled up on the couch
He thought it was adorable
He felt his heart pound in his chest
He knew he was in love
You barely registered he was in the room until he came over kissed you quick and whispered a very warm “I love you mi amada(my loved one)”
Jesse McCree:
The first time the gunslinger knew he loved you was when he first got injured in battle
You two had only been dating a few weeks at that point
He came back from a mission badly bruised and bloody
He needed a surgery to remove some shrapnel from his arm
He didn’t wake up until about 10 hours after the surgery
It was the middle of the night
He looked over and saw you sitting in the chair your hand holding his
He had never felt such a warmth course through his veins
his face heated up and he smiled
Yep he was in love
Though you the first one to say I love you it was only because he was unconscious or else he would have said it first
Now he tells you every time he sees you
Genji Shimada
When Genji joined Blackwatch he did his best to hide his emotions except rage
You were the first person he smiled around
You two weren’t even dating just colleagues
You asked him(with his permission) if the food tasted better with his cybernetics
He couldn’t stop laughing, everyone thought something was wrong with him
From then on you two were the best of friends
Always eating together and cracking jokes
He felt less rage and anger and more like he was a person again
You made him feel normal
At first it was just a friend love
It wasn’t until you got injured one day that he realized it was a romantic love
It was just a paper cut but he still freaked out
He was so concerned
That’s what made him realize he had loved you all along
That was also the day you two began dating
You now always joke you should’ve gotten hurt sooner
"Despite Your Good Intentions" (x)
I have been working on this Lavellan/Cullen comic for so long and I think its in part because I hate kid!fic but I had a chance to make it Angsty and well...if you know anything about me that's my bread and butter. Thank you to @ladymdc for helping me wrap a lovely, trippy bow on the end of this short story.
Ok consider this... Hazard gets sick and refuses to admit he needs to be cared for until he all but passes out from fever and then gets all flustered and sappy when his S/O starts doting on him and forcing him to lay down and rest.
Fever
Hazard x Reader
A/N: Writing this as I have a cold is great therapy ngl anon, nice ol’ blanket and some soup.
Summary: some of the phreaks have been noticing that hazard hasn’t been taking care of himself lately…even when he’s sick
Hazard was as stubborn as a mule—and twice as proud. You’d noticed something was off for days now. His usual sharp movements had grown sluggish, his voice rougher, and his face was a permanent shade of red. But every time you tried to confront him, he’d brush it off with some gruff excuse.
It wasn’t until Boomslang, ever the watchful eye, cornered you in the hallway that you realized just how bad it had gotten.
“Hey” she called, her voice calm but firm. She crossed her arms, leaning against the wall. “I think you need to check on Hazard.”
You blinked at her, confused. “Why? What happened?”
“He’s been sick for days” she said, her expression unreadable. “I told him to rest, but of course, he blew me off. I saw him nearly fall earlier. He’s too stubborn to admit he needs help.”
“That does sound like him” you muttered, already heading toward where you’d last seen him.
Boomslang called after you, her tone dry. “Good luck. He’s impossible.”
When you found Hazard, he was exactly where you expected—still working, hunched over a desk with sweat dripping from his temple. His movements were jerky, and his shoulders sagged under what seemed like the weight of the world.
“Hazard” you said, stepping into the room.
“I’m busy” he snapped, not even looking up.
“You’re sick” you countered, your voice firm.
“I’m fine” he barked, his thick Scottish brogue rougher than usual. His accent always deepened when he was agitated, and now it rolled off him in waves. “I’ve nae got time fer this. There’s work tae be done.”
“You can’t even stand straight” you said, moving closer. “Boomslang told me you nearly fell earlier.”
His glare could’ve melted steel. “That wee tattletale’s got nae business stickin’ her nose in! I told her I dinnae need help, an’ I dinnae need yours either.”
You didn’t argue with him. Not yet. You just stood there, arms crossed, watching him sway on his feet like a leaf in the wind. His pride was his worst enemy, and you knew the only way to break through it was to let him run himself into the ground—literally.
It didn’t take long. Not five minutes later he stumbled mid-step, his knees buckling as his body gave out. You darted forward, catching him before he hit the ground.
“Jesus, Hazard!” you snapped, lowering him onto the couch. “What did I told you?”
His eyelids fluttered open, his gaze unfocused but still defiant. “Ach, dinnae fuss over me” he muttered weakly. “It’s just a wee fever.”
“A ‘wee fever’ doesn’t make people pass out” you shot back, pressing a cool cloth to his forehead.
He flinched at the touch, his face flushing even more. “I’m nae some bairn who needs coddlin’” he grumbled, though his voice lacked any real bite.
“Well, you’re acting like one” you said, dabbing at his sweat-soaked skin. “You should’ve come to me, Boomslang or hell even Susie the moment you started feeling like this. But no, you had to be all macho man about it.”
Hazard groaned, his arm draping over his eyes as though to block out your scolding. “Yer nae gonna let this go, are ye?”
“Not a chance” you said, your tone softening. “You scared me, Hazard. You can’t keep pushing yourself like this.”
For once, he didn’t argue. Instead, he let out a resigned sigh, his brogue softer now. “Yer too good tae me, love. I dinnae deserve it.”
“You deserve to be cared for” you said firmly, brushing a strand of damp hair from his face.
His cheeks darkened, though whether it was from the fever or embarrassment, you couldn’t tell. “Ye’ve got a way of makin’ a man feel like a right fool, ye know that?”
“Good” you replied with a smirk. “Now, shut up and rest you big baby.”
He huffed, muttering something under his breath in Gaelic, but he didn’t fight you. As the fever began to break, he mumbled a quiet, “Thank ye” before drifting off to sleep.
Boomslang was right—he was handy work. But he was your handy, and you weren’t going to let him go through this alone.
What’s Shadow’s true purpose?
So Shadow’s loyalty is often forgotten what with the fanon marking him as edgy
and a lone wolf, but it’s there and it makes me mad that people pass it off
because it’s a big part of his character.
But okay so like. Usually most people interpret Shadow’s purpose was to be
made for Maria and to help the world right? Right. So when Maria dies he thinks
his purpose is revenge. WRONG. He gets that epiphany when Amy reminds
him about it.
But that’s not it
Because okay, Maria wanted Shadow to protect the world. And for awhile
maybe Shadow interprets this as “okay I gotta be Mobius’ hero.” But! He realizes
that that place is already taken. Sonic is Mobius’ hero and therefore he is literally
the world. He’s usually the only one that can fix the world when it goes into peril.
(The only other person to ever majorly save the world by himself was Shadow)
so Shadow realizes, it’s not Mobius in general he has to be there for, but Sonic.
The world can thrive as long as Sonic is their world, their core.
In a sense you could say that Shadow sees his new Maria in Sonic. In order for
his purpose to be fulfilled, Sonic needs to stay kicking. That’s why we see in 06
that he literally doesn’t look at him when he’s dead!!! Their world is broken
because Sonic is prematurely gone from it. It’s not until Silver says “we still have
a chance at saving this world!” That Shadow FINALLY LOOKS TO SONIC
WITH A BROKEN VOICE AND SAYS “maybe we could’ve..if he were still alive.”
AND ITS LITERALLY THE LAST STRING IN HIS PURPOSE BEING SEVERED.
Sonic and Shadow were fated to meet for a reason. Shadow was supposed to
meet Sonic because his purpose was to protect the world like a Shadow. HE’S
SONIC’S SHADOW. HE’S SUPPOSED TO PROTECT SONIC SO THE WORLD
MAY REMAIN SAFE.
Like I’m sure SEGA didn’t mean to be that deep and only meant to make them
rivals but SEGAAA oh my god you literally made Maria tell Shadow “you’re to
watch over this world, like a shadow!” And people mistook Shadow!! for Sonic!!
Because he’s Sonic’s shadow!! He’s supposed to watch over Sonic!! Girl if that
ain’t some metaphorical stuff!!
LIKE IT ALL MAKES SENSE NOW. SHADOWS LIKE NO NONSENSE
RESPONSES TO SONIC ASKING FOR HELP ISNT JUST BECAUSE THEYRE
ALLIES, ITS BECAUSE HE KNOWS THATS HIS JOB. AND ALSO? ALL THE
TIMES HE PROTECTS HIM FROM GETTING HURT ISNT THAT BULLSHIT
THAT PEOPLE SAY LIKE “oh man it’s because he wants to be the one to kill
him, nobody else can” WRONG. ITS BECAUSE HE HAS TO KEEP SONIC
SAFE
another example of that is him going into hiding upon finding out about Sonic’s
“death” in Forces. Every time this bitch finds out that Sonic’s dead he literally
loses himself. Even if people don’t ship this, it doesn’t have to be seen like that.
Shadow cares deeply for Sonic because Sonic is his purpose.
And that’s the tea.
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