Megatron 2.0 (Galvatron): I Am You! I Am What You Are, What You Were And What You Always Will Be! You

I'm replaying Shadow the Hedgehog (2005)! After thinking about this game for the last 2 months I caved haha I can't remember the last time I played it (2021? Maybe?)

I'm back at Westopolis with Sonic

The only system I have this game on is my good old ps2, I don't care what anyone says I love this game✨️ This game, and many ps2 titles actually look better on a crt tv, I'm tempted to set mine up, but I don't have much room, plus there's no headphone jack, and my headset is a must for me.

My precious boys 🥰 Oh Sonic I wish I had your energy haha

Relationship Headcannons

| Reaper | Soldier:76 |

Reaper (Pre-Fall)

He loves you with all his heart; always letting you know how much you mean to him. In his line of work, he never knew if he was going to come back home from a mission, so he wanted you to know that you were his world.

You are his everything; he wouldn’t know where he’d be if it weren’t for you (most likely drowning beneath pile of paperwork and neglecting his health to distract himself from romance).

Being in a relationship with the Blackwatch commander definitely came with benefits. You were treated as an equal by the other higher-ups, soldiers were as sweet as can be to you and you were allowed to put your input when it came to missions.

The benefits of being in a relationship with Gabriel was also accompanied by a high number above your head for your life by villainous organizations that wanted the Commander to suffer.

Gabriel loved to shower you in affection; hugging you from behind as you worked, giving you kisses whenever he saw you, complimenting you on how well you looked and how you always managed to steal his breath away.

He loved taking you out on date; being able to show that he was your lover was a privilege and he took it with pride. He would take you to different restaurants, letting you lavish in the expensive life style, but he always preferred to stay at home a cook a delicious meal beside you, slow dancing in front of the fire place while soft music played in the background.

He did his best to protect you. Whenever you were assigned to a mission, he tried to talk you out of it, but soon understanding when you refused, telling you that he completely understood and that he wanted you to come home safe and sound.

Reaper (Post-Fall)

He refused to show you his face, fearing that once you saw his rotting features you would see him as a monster and never near him again.

He kept you secret from Talon, making sure you were under the radar from the terrorizing group. He also never spoke word of his occupation, telling you that it was better left unsaid.

He always kept you safe, protecting you from anything that threatened you; whether it be a stranger passing by or Talon itself. He would do anything to keep you out of danger, even if it meant taking down Talon himself.

He wanted to ravish you in jewelry and pricey items, but you refused the gifts, telling him that his presence was gift enough and being near him always made you feel safe.

Reaper always surprised you with appearances; showing up out of nowhere with a bouquet of flowers in hand. He would occasionally be at your front door, but you became used to leaving your window unlocked for him whenever he wanted to visit.

You were his getaway. You were the one that made him happy and feel as if he was worth something. He wanted to show you how much you met to him, but he never found a way to express himself. He was nervous to speak of romance around you, fearing that you would change you mind of being his lover.

He loved you with all his being, whether he was dead or alive, his overwhelming feelings for you would never shift. Even though he was always one to stray away from affection, telling you that he loved you whenever he saw you was something he never forgot to do.

Soldier: 76 (Pre-Fall)

He was excited to have you as his lover. He had loved you dearly and when you had said yes, he was over the moon with happiness.

He cherished every moment with you. Laying in bed beside each other? It was everything to him. Seeing you laugh and smile? It was the world to him. Every moment with you was held with upmost importance.

Forehead kisses were a staple in your relationship. He loved pulling you close, his chest against yours, to press his lips to your forehead.

He loved seeing you kick ass while out on a mission; it was hard for him to hold himself back because you looked so amazing. Your clothing left nothing to the imagination, allowing you to be more agile. You looked down on your defeated enemy, your foot on their back to hold them still as your gun rested on your shoulder. You were a total badass is Jack’s eyes.

Jack loved to you to the movies, even though the whole demand for a cinema was dying out. He would always ask you which film you wanted to see and what snacks you wanted. While you watched the movie, he would pull you close, his arm around your shoulders and your head leaning against him. Occasionally he would settle for holding hands, but he loved it whenever you were pressed to his side.

Whenever you were sent on a mission that he hadn’t been assigned to, he would walk up to you before you left on the Dropship. He would cup your face and pull you into a passionate kiss that left you wanting more; “Come back to me safe so we can finish that.” He would say, sending a flirtatious wink.

He was slow with everything, making sure you were comfortable. Before your first kiss, he asked you if it was alright and waited to see if their was any hesitation. He cared about you and he wanted you to know that.

Soldier: 76 (Post-Fall)

Reluctancy at it’s finest. Yes, he wanted to be in a relationship with you, but he was scared of the consequences to come. What if you found out who he truly was before he was read to explain? What if Reaper began to target you in a form of revenge? Thousands of “what ifs” flew through his mind when you first popped the question, but after a while of speaking with one another, he said yes.

He was gentle with you, afraid to hold your hand or even kiss your cheek. He didn’t want you to regret your decision.

Your happiness was his happiness; whenever he caught eye of your grin or your laughter filled his ears, he couldn’t help the small smile that crawled onto his lips.

While out on missions, he always looked after you, making sure you were covered and safe — even though you continued to tell him that you were okay on your own. He never wanted to see you slightly injured, let alone a severe wound that could possibly claim your life. He wanted to be the one to take the attacks instead of you.

Soldier: 76 was not the first to say “I love you”. He wanted to tell you how much you meant to him, but he was scared, especially being a wanted man. His heart fluttered when the words left your lips — he felt as though he were on Cloud 9.

A simple home-cooked meal shared in front of the sunset was his favorite date. He would have a bundle of flowers set in a vase in the center of the table; nothing too tall and invasive, but just enough for there to be a decoration. He always enjoyed sitting down with you, the warm glow of the setting sun caressing your skin as you chatted about your day.

Being alone with you was relaxing; no one pestering him about paperwork or going on missions. Just a calm atmosphere as you relished in each other’s company. He liked his personal space, but he couldn’t help the way his heart skipped a beat when you fell asleep leaning against him.

————————————————

Masterlist

Dragon age protagonists and their love interests

any windswipe (winblade x sideswipe) headcanons to share?

Sure thing!

They are the most sarcastic couple you’ll ever meet, and often throw jabs at each other.

The two race a lot. The loser always jokingly accuses the other of cheating.

Windblade doesn’t take much time to relax, so it’s up to Sideswipe to get her to wind down every once in a while. Sometimes he gets her to watch a movie with him, and if she’s really stressed he’ll break out the buffer and polish.

Sideswipe is extremely gentle when he caresses  Windblade’s wings. He knows how special it is that she lets him touch them. His servos are feather-light over the metal.

Most of their affection includes bumping the other or punching a shoulder. They really don’t kiss and cuddle unless it’s in private. 

Sideswipe is the little spoon; he loves to be held while he recharges. 

Their personalities kinda clash, so they butt heads often. It doesn’t take long for them to get over their little spats, though.

They aren’t the kind of couple that needs to be constantly near one another, which is good because Windblade spends a lot of time on Cybertron now and Sideswipe is often on missions. They still love each other very much, though, and miss each other.

 Once they’ve had their bond for awhile they can communicate through it from far distances.

REVERSE SONAMY

I feel that there is a bit of confusion in regards to the ever-popular "Reverse Sonamy" trope fans are hoping to see in Sonic Movie 4. Every time I bring it up, I get this:

"Well, I want Sonic to like Amy, but I don't want her to be completely disinterested in Sonic!"

Actually, this isn't a misunderstanding of Reverse Sonamy. This is a misunderstanding of actual Sonamy. This is for one reason:

SONIC LIKES AMY. It is confirmed. It is teased, and the whole "dating" thing probably won't become canon until I'm 100, but Sonic being romantically interested in Amy IS a thing.

Reverse Sonamy is the same thing, but flipped. Sonic is more open about trying to gain the affections of Amy, who is interested, but is too shy/has more important things on her mind.

Because I’m a week late on Watermelon Exo, todays marchofrobots  drawing is a little Destiny-FullMetal Alchemist crossover! Cayde/Amanda playing the roles of Ed/Winry, although I suspect this is probably actually their relationship in Destiny.

Let Me Keep You

notes: genji x gender neutral s/o

written in: english, not adapted to any other language (2/06/2023)

genre: angst with comfort, happy ending.

additional details: s/o / reader will be a support character, abilities are similar to ana but with lucio’s mobility. healing is done in the form of bullets from two handguns.

the mission was meant to be relatively simple. it was a quick mission, get in and get out. blood stained their face, covering the concrete and their hands. gods, it was all over them. the blood and gore of a poor sniper lying on the ground, eyes lifeless and unseeing. their pistols laid on the ground, long since discarded as they had finished the kill. they had slaughtered this poor, poor person; all with their own hands.

white noise filled their head, static pitching in and out of their ears. they couldn’t hear anything, they couldn’t even see. the only thing they saw was that sniper who hadn’t had a single clue what was about to happen. a finger on the trigger, they hadn’t expected the attack, their rifle discarded as they fought for their life. (name) had never taken a life. despite working for a hospital turned vigilante, their foundation had been against slaughter.

crumbling to their knees, the medic clawed at their arms. blood that belonged to the long deceased covered their torso, their very face. they had taken the life of someone who had likely had children; kids who would wonder where their parent had gone. or perhaps, that sniper had been like them. a street urchin taken off the roads and forced to fight with a gun they never learned to use.

abruptly, a figure pulled them into their lap. a shriek erupted from their lips, tearing at the arms holding them so securely around the waist. yanking and clawing at those mechanical arms, it felt like they had been snatched up from the water they were drowning in. breathing raggedly, their eyes looked around the empty street, taking in the insignias of fallen talon soldiers and the overwatch members standing tall. the figure made no noise, only pulling their head to rest against their chest. the shocking cold of machinery helped to ground them, their desperate clawing slowly giving in to the embrace.

sobs emit from their chest, a guttural cry wanting so badly to just escape. “i didn’t- i swear, i swear- i didn’t kill them, i didn’t! i’m not a murderer, i promise-! i promise, i didn’t- i never meant to kill them!”

the arms around them remain there, but something cold gently pressed against the top of their head. the gentle humming of machinery seemed to lull them, warbling cries turning only to quiet murmurs. rambling phrases of guilt and horror slowly became silent. after a long while of gentle sniffles, they finally spoke, “what did you want to be when you grew up?”

it was a voice that the medic hadn’t expected. a gentle voice of a man long scorned, a thick accent covering each syllable. their hands rested atop his arms, quietly tracing the different cracks and scratches in the armor. they hesitated for a long moment, gathering their thoughts.

“i wanted to be a doctor,” they responded. a hum was what they got in response, though one of the arms slowly released them. taking one of their hands in his, he carefully runs a thumb over their knuckles. hands covered in blood, they tried to snatch their hand from him, only for his grip to tighten.

“tell me more. i want to know more about what you wanted. did you have a specific idea of what kind of doctor you wanted to be?”

they paused for a long while, watching as he carefully ran his thumb along their hand. after another minute, he pulled away, returning only with a small wipe. vaguely, they wondered if he carried them around just for this situation. was he, too, stained with the crimson ichor of others? running the wipe along their hands and arms, they slowly found the strength to speak. “i wanted to help people.”

“a noble cause, i see. am i right in assuming that you think it isn’t possible, now that you’ve taken your first life?” it felt magnetizing but appalling all the same. feeling so seen, yet by someone who’s face they’d never tried to look at. they glance up, meeting a fully metallic figure. a green visor replaced where his eyes would be, yet if possible, they could feel the gentle and genuine care he extended.

“you’d be correct. it would be difficult to save lives if you can just as easily take them.” a hum of understanding. the fingers of startling cold slowed, the wipe resting in his left hand. pausing for a long while, he gauged his words. “you are not irredeemable for taking a life. you may not have realized, but for taking it from them, you saved another’s. there are people down there that i am rather fond of… that would have been unable to escape the sniper.”

the silence was loud. as the man’s grip fell from their hand, it instead began to trace circles in their wrist. a gentle sigh escaped the visor, the front of it resting against the top of their head. “…if you would be open to it, i can make a recommendation to take you with us. with overwatch, i mean. there are people who can help you. who have helped me, even. i don’t doubt that you can forgive yourself with their aid.”

they stared forwards for a long moment, turning around in his grip to stare back at the people below the vantage point. overwatch soldiers helping to cover the dead, most even helping the civilians. they watch as a woman with brunette hair vanished for a second, reappearing cradling a child covered in dirt and grime. an omnic below them was helping to ease a woman’s sorrows, not touching her but instead speaking in words they couldn’t quite hear. their gaze locked with a man staring at them, dark eyes merely observing with something akin to pity and sympathy.

“…i’ll think on it. at least keep my name in mind though, at least until i’m ready for that recommendation.” their hand gently squeezed his arm, glancing up at him. he tilted his head, shoulders seeming to slump a bit. “of course, though i’d need that name to even bring you up.”

“(name), but i’ve been called miracle too by the foundation.” the man nods, contemplating for a long moment. with one more circle rubbed into the back of their hand, he stood, carefully settling them onto their feet once more. he backed away with a slight lingering touch. “should you ever find our headquarters and take me up on the offer, you may say that shimada genji recommended you.”

a nod, and he vanished. a piece of paper fell, caught between your fingertips. “find where the water and rocks meet, ever fighting and ever learning.” a riddle, then? this would prove to be fun, hopefully.

seeing him again was not something they expected. biding their time, sitting in the foundation and learning, they grew. they wouldn’t make the same mistakes as before, their mind and instincts sharpened. now, as they stood in the central part of kanezaka, they waited. just as they had been doing for the past six months, they waited amongst the shadows for the time to strike.

then, just as intended, the sky fell. machinery and mechanical whirling filled the air and the streets, destroying everything in sight. peeling themselves off the wall and ensuring their skates were in place, they smirked. their intel wasn’t ever wrong when it came to finishing up the omnic crisis. darting out from the alleyway, they skated ahead, peeling along the fronts of stores as they approached the army.

with a cry of war, they launched themselves forwards. their dual pistols blazing, they slipped in between attacks and falling parts. fighting omnics was something much more their style, the bloodshed being something that they’d never grow accustomed to. it was one thing destroying non-sentient omnics and another to slaughter people, after all. abruptly, their wrist was snatched. with a yelp, they were thrown through the air.

a pair of hands grabbed them around the waist, eerily familiar but ever present. the gentle questioning of a certain accent filled their ears. “do you typically get yourself into danger like this? i thought we learned from last time.” a laugh bubbled from their lips, patting one of his hands as he set them down.

“perhaps, but it’s fun regardless. do you typically follow me around in case i’m in some kind of trouble, mister shimada?” the stiffening of his shoulders served as their answer. with another laugh, they turned to the growing army of omnics. cracking their neck left and right, the medic straightened their back.

“i hope you all have room for another doctor on your team, dear.” a gentle rumble of surprised laughter. “then i certainly hope you can keep up, hanii.”

i see that requests are open so in that case... can i get some genji fluff? i have nothing specific to ask for, im just in dire need of genji lmao

YESYESYES OFCCC <333

genji fluff!!

Gender neutral reader

warnings: none <3!

NOT PROOFREAD ‼️

Genji fluff headcanons

- Genji tends too hold a movie night for the both of you, with your favorite snacks and drinks.

- he always tries to make a pillow fort but, he instead ends up getting stuck in the blankets. He has to wait for you to help him.

- he ALWAYS puts on disney movies. Its a must <3

- you guys have watched The little mermaid 6 times now…

- if he catches you sleeping during the movie, he’ll do the classic feather and shaving cream prank.

- he’ll feel bad after so he cuddles with you <3

It was 1 in the morning and you were getting ready to go to sleep, when you got an unexpected call “who the hell is calling me at this ungodly hour...?”, you groaned. You wearily picked up the phone and a familiar name popped up ‘green cyborg ninja dude’ you immediately perked up and answered it.

“hellooo.”

‘Hey.’

“Is everything ok?”

‘Yeah I’m ok’

he pauses.

‘Except this one tiny thing.’

“And that is?”

‘I may or may not have been trying to build a pillow fort for movie night but have gotten stuck in the blankets.’

“Again?”

‘Yeah..’

“It’s ok I’ll come over and get you out.

‘Thanks, I love you.’

“love you too idiot.”

You hung up the phone and got ready “Why is he setting up a movie night right now?”, you wonder. As soon as you arrived, you opened the door and saw Genji rolled up in a purple blanket next to an unfinished pillow fort, “Finally you’re here!” he let out a sigh of relief.

You chuckle to yourself and roll him to the other side, “Heyyy what are you doing?” Genji mumbles. “Making sure you stay in that blanket forever, I’m gonna watch The little mermaid all by myself” you teased. “Noo please!” he pouts, “fine, but only this one time”. You roll him out of the violet blanket, and he hugs you. “Thank you i thought you were gonna leave me in there all night” he fake cries, you feel a smile forming on your face “you know I never would do that Genji”.

“Yeah you love me too much”, he grins, you roll your eyes, “Now can you help me finish building the pillow fort, I wanna watch tangled with you.” you agree instantly. After a long 15 minutes of struggling and confusion, the fort was completely set up, it had both of your favorite snacks, drinks, pizza and some stuffed toys, “Finally we can relax” he crawls into the fort and sits down, you follow along and sit next to him, laying your head in his shoulder. He eagerly opens up the movie and moves closer to you with your hand in his.

As the movie went on you slowly drifted into sleep and of course, genji noticed, he decided this was the best time to take revenge on you for teasing him. He carefully placed you onto the stuffed toys and began to initiate his “brilliant” plan, he came back with a feather and shaving cream from his room. Genji sprayed shaving cream onto your hand and tickled your cheek with the feather. “what is that”, you mumble, half asleep, but you continued to disregard it anyway. He tickled your face even more until you couldn’t ignore it anymore and scratched your face, only to be met with a weird foamy texture. “What the hell genji!”, you yelped with the shaving cream now covering half your face. Genji bursted out laughing when he saw the look on your face while you glared at him, “You have to admit it was funny!”, he smiled, handing you a towel. you snatch the towel away from him and wipe your face. “You’re a coward and history will forget you.”, you huffed. “I’m sorryy!” he said, kissing your forehead, “I’ll give you cuddles to make up for it.” Genji said, making him self comfortable in the blankets. “I would like that…” you said, in a tired tone. he kisses you again and wraps his arm around you, pulling you under the covers, falling asleep with you as the movie kept playing.

AAA THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING A REQUEST. hope i did well <3 and i certainly hope this meets your standards!! Ty for requesting.

(so sorry if theres any punctuational errors or grammatical errors <\3)

the pale heart ; cayde's stashes

'and I'm not big on goodbye scenes. so you do… what you gotta do. make it out alive, ok? i need someone who gets my jokes.'

Some details in Shadow and Maria scenes I recently noticed:

1. Before Maria shows up here you can see the door open behind Shadow, which was the exact moment when she snuck in.

2. When she wanted to hold his hands to dance with him he held them out for her before she could even reach him. My boy was touch starved 😢. Hand-holding is his love language after all.

3. Her roller skates are smoking here from how fast they were going.

4. There are so many star symbols and star shaped stuff around Maria: the lights behind her are star shaped, maybe I'm looking too much into it but the wall sheets in her bedroom look like they have star symbols on them, she drew stars on her box, there are stars on her roller skates,

And we all know that she loved to look at the stars, talk about them and listen to her grandfather talking about them and her best friend was an alien. Either she was clearly interested in space or they put so many stars there to foreshadow the "light shines even though the star is gone" moment after she dies.