nomightbutmine and @devotedworker? a match made in heaven

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@nomightbutmine
nomightbutmine and @devotedworker? a match made in heaven
Send 📖+ an AU scenario to get a glance at what my muse would be like in that universe
Forte go be nice to Star. Cuddle him. Also a Elec too while you're at it.
“Who do you think I am, Rock? I don’t cuddle, and Star is lousy at wrestling.”
okay *Sharp* doesn't particularly want the K but *I* want him to get the K so
Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number
20: Any of the Above
Sharp you dodged a bullet there, maybe. And it’s not really a ‘kiss’ so much as being ambushed by an excitable SWN who’s idea of a ‘forceful kiss’ is a moderate headbutt of affection. At least there’s no spit?
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An unconvinced squint. Forte was pretty bad at faces but he thought he’d remember this guy. “Huh. Then who the heck are you?”
“Wait. You don’t remember me AGA– I mean AT ALL?” Nice save there. Now his paralyzing fear of the guy that looks like the guy that shredded him a few years ago is being overtaken by outrage at not being memorable, come on! “Magic Man!” He swooshes an arm down his frame demonstratively, and comes away with the jack of spades between his fingers. “How could you not remember all this?”
“I don’t remember weaklings. You all just kind of blend together.” The card trick is a little familiar, at least, enough that Forte will wrack his processor trying to place that flourish. Something about... coins? And Piano? “..oh yeah. The card shark. I remember you.”
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“You’re that weirdo with the tricks, right? Uuuh...” Have some ferns (magic), coxcomb (foppery), and a purple carnation (capriciousness).
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“You do know what you’re getting into here, right?” Snake’s bouquet is lauristinus (cheerful in adversity), love-in-a-mist (you puzzle me), and cup-and-saucer vine (gossip).
🌸 for big ol' Gutsy! (@gearsoffate)
((A warning, Forte likes to make somewhat rude bouquets >u<))
“Really? This guy? Uuh....” Here you go, Guts. A bouquet of red clover (industry), candy-tuft (indifference), and meadow-sweet (uselessness).
It's time to say goodbye to Opportunity. The Mars rover's team made its last attempt to contact Opportunity on Tuesday night, and it went unanswered. On Wednesday, NASA confirmed that the mission is over.
Forte isn’t spending part of Valentine’s Day feeling sad about a rover that died going above and beyond for its job. Not at all.
You go, lil’ robot.
Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number
1: Hot, Steamy kiss
2: Cheek Kiss
3: Nose Kiss
4: Forehead Kiss
5: Firm Kiss
6: Gentle Peck
7: Romantic Kiss
8: Eyelid Kiss
9: Jawline Kiss
10: Neck Kiss
11: Collarbone Kiss
12: Chest Kiss
13: Stomach Kiss
14: Kiss Along the Hips
15: Kiss in the Rain
16: Upside-Down Kiss
17: Goofy Kiss
18: Underwater Kiss
19: Forceful Kiss
20: Any of the Above
21: Then there’s tongue
"..I swear you're familiar from somewhere. You get eaten by a tiger onstage or something?"
“Ehhheheheheheh!” Oh god it’s this guy again, help “Nnot at all! I mean! Eheh! Yyou seen a tiger with broken teeth around somewhere, is that it? Heh!” furiously shuffling
An unconvinced squint. Forte was pretty bad at faces but he thought he'd remember this guy. "Huh. Then who the heck are you?"
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The robot..? Had to be a joke, because Forte didn’t strike him–for as briefly as they’d met previously–as the romantic type. “Don’t you have a robot boyfriend to spend the day with?”
“Aww, what’s wrong? Afraid to be seen on the town with your betters?”
“Are you?” Said Amelda, interpreting ‘betters’ as ‘better half’ rather than the insult it was meant to be. He’d catch on in a moment, until then! He must be snarky.
“There ain’t anyone better than me out there. I dn’t know what you’re complaining about, honestly.”
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The robot..? Had to be a joke, because Forte didn’t strike him–for as briefly as they’d met previously–as the romantic type. “Don’t you have a robot boyfriend to spend the day with?”
“Aww, what’s wrong? Afraid to be seen on the town with your betters?”
"Don’t touch him!" ((though given that it's Forte, it's probably phrased more like "Is the best you can do picking a fight with that rustbucket?"))
Elec tensed at Forte’s voice, a low growl rising from his throat as he pushed him back “Dont you dare.” He snarled.
Before them stood a human who had been shouting at Elec Man, but froze upon seeing Forte before becoming angry again. “"Oh, so you’re just going to get defended by some other robot?!”
“"No,” Elec said, expression turning more somber as he glanced back at the human. “"I’m sorry about what happened. It doesn’t make it better, but I’m sorry.”
“"Apologizing isn’t going to change anything, you emotionless freak! Why are you still around here after what you did?! Why did you get off scot free while everyone else had to deal with what you did?!”
“…”
Forte believed in letting mechs pick their own fights, and physically Elec was more than capable of taking on a single human. Just a hand on the shoulder and a little zap! and the human wouldn’t be a problem. On the other hand Elec’s program made him more or less helpless against a human, something that humans very well knew and that turned this from a fight into just plain harassment.
And that annoyed Forte. Enough so that when Elec goes silent in face of accusations Forte will snort and step forward, roughly pushing Elec aside to better loom at the human. “Y’know, it must be pretty sad that this is how you try to find control in your life.” A sharp grin, one with too many teeth to be at all friendly. “You don’t stand a chance against any real Robot Masters so you pick the target least likely to fight back. What’s next, a strongly worded letter to Wily?”
The human backed away when Forte stepped closer, a hint of fear in their eyes.
Elec tensed, freezing for a moment before pulling Forte back by the back of his armor. “Don’t you dare,” he snarled again, clearly more agitated than before. “I will not allow you to threaten or harm a human, and I know damn well that you don’t know what’s happening here.”
“I don’t care about Wily! What I care about is the fact that he doesn’t have to deal with any consequences! Why should he not get punished for what he did?!”
Elec sucked in a breath before sighing. “I know. It’s not fair. None of what I did was right, and I’m sorry. If I could change it I would.” He turned back to Forte, eyes narrowing and teeth grit in agitation and guilt. “Forte, go home. This is none of your business and I deserve this. I’m more than capable of taking care of myself, and I’m doing this willingly. I’m not being forced to do anything.”
The yank has Forte turning just enough to smack Elec’s hand away, a scowl on his face that warned the next smack would be a lot harder if Elec made the mistake of touching him again. “I know enough to figure out the rest, Short Circuit.”
A loud snort as Forte completely disregards both Elec’s alarm and anger. He’s sort of here to help, maybe, but part of his enjoyment came from watching Elec get riled up over this. “Aww, so you’re mad this particular robot hasn’t been recycled into paperclips yet? You wanna send him to robot-jail? Have him replaced by some other DLN that’ll get hacked and I dunno, rip someone’s leg off?”
“Tch, if you want me to leave so bad then make me.” Back and forth between human and Robot Master. Between the options Elec was the clear winner for Actually Interesting, especially if he tried to actually make Forte leave.
Elec matched Forte’s scowl with a threatening growl of his own, eyes narrowed. “I never asked for your help. I don’t want you here, and if you want to bother me some other time then fine, but this is one time where I need you to leave me alone.” The human seemed scared by what Forte was saying, unsure of what to do. Elec only appeared angrier by Forte’s words, hands clenched into fists as he shook. “Let me do this, Forte. You know as well as I do that you don’t have anything to gain from this, and you hardly care about this. Unlike you, I care about this. And unlike you, I’m going to own up to my actions and I won’t let you pretend to care about this when it means more to me.”
“No, you’re right, I don’t care about your pity party.” Another, louder snort, and Forte’s hands will rest on his hips. The human is steadily becoming less interesting to him as Elec chooses to argue back.
“‘Course, I’m curious to know how ‘owning up’ to anything is gonna help. Hey, meatball!” A snap of his fingers at the human. “How sorry would this sack of boltless nuts have to be for you to say things are square?” He doesn’t seem all that interested in the human’s response since he’s attention is once again back to Elec. “Really sorry? Super sorry? Sorry enough to lay down and be a punching bag, that’s for sure.”
"Don’t touch him!" ((though given that it's Forte, it's probably phrased more like "Is the best you can do picking a fight with that rustbucket?"))
Elec tensed at Forte’s voice, a low growl rising from his throat as he pushed him back “Dont you dare.” He snarled.
Before them stood a human who had been shouting at Elec Man, but froze upon seeing Forte before becoming angry again. “"Oh, so you’re just going to get defended by some other robot?!”
“"No,” Elec said, expression turning more somber as he glanced back at the human. “"I’m sorry about what happened. It doesn’t make it better, but I’m sorry.”
“"Apologizing isn’t going to change anything, you emotionless freak! Why are you still around here after what you did?! Why did you get off scot free while everyone else had to deal with what you did?!”
“…”
Forte believed in letting mechs pick their own fights, and physically Elec was more than capable of taking on a single human. Just a hand on the shoulder and a little zap! and the human wouldn’t be a problem. On the other hand Elec’s program made him more or less helpless against a human, something that humans very well knew and that turned this from a fight into just plain harassment.
And that annoyed Forte. Enough so that when Elec goes silent in face of accusations Forte will snort and step forward, roughly pushing Elec aside to better loom at the human. “Y’know, it must be pretty sad that this is how you try to find control in your life.” A sharp grin, one with too many teeth to be at all friendly. “You don’t stand a chance against any real Robot Masters so you pick the target least likely to fight back. What’s next, a strongly worded letter to Wily?”
The human backed away when Forte stepped closer, a hint of fear in their eyes.
Elec tensed, freezing for a moment before pulling Forte back by the back of his armor. “Don’t you dare,” he snarled again, clearly more agitated than before. “I will not allow you to threaten or harm a human, and I know damn well that you don’t know what’s happening here.”
“I don’t care about Wily! What I care about is the fact that he doesn’t have to deal with any consequences! Why should he not get punished for what he did?!”
Elec sucked in a breath before sighing. “I know. It’s not fair. None of what I did was right, and I’m sorry. If I could change it I would.” He turned back to Forte, eyes narrowing and teeth grit in agitation and guilt. “Forte, go home. This is none of your business and I deserve this. I’m more than capable of taking care of myself, and I’m doing this willingly. I’m not being forced to do anything.”
The yank has Forte turning just enough to smack Elec’s hand away, a scowl on his face that warned the next smack would be a lot harder if Elec made the mistake of touching him again. “I know enough to figure out the rest, Short Circuit.”
A loud snort as Forte completely disregards both Elec’s alarm and anger. He’s sort of here to help, maybe, but part of his enjoyment came from watching Elec get riled up over this. “Aww, so you’re mad this particular robot hasn’t been recycled into paperclips yet? You wanna send him to robot-jail? Have him replaced by some other DLN that’ll get hacked and I dunno, rip someone’s leg off?”
“Tch, if you want me to leave so bad then make me.” Back and forth between human and Robot Master. Between the options Elec was the clear winner for Actually Interesting, especially if he tried to actually make Forte leave.
"Don’t touch him!" ((though given that it's Forte, it's probably phrased more like "Is the best you can do picking a fight with that rustbucket?"))
Elec tensed at Forte’s voice, a low growl rising from his throat as he pushed him back “Dont you dare.” He snarled.
Before them stood a human who had been shouting at Elec Man, but froze upon seeing Forte before becoming angry again. “"Oh, so you’re just going to get defended by some other robot?!”
“"No,” Elec said, expression turning more somber as he glanced back at the human. “"I’m sorry about what happened. It doesn’t make it better, but I’m sorry.”
“"Apologizing isn’t going to change anything, you emotionless freak! Why are you still around here after what you did?! Why did you get off scot free while everyone else had to deal with what you did?!”
“…”
Forte believed in letting mechs pick their own fights, and physically Elec was more than capable of taking on a single human. Just a hand on the shoulder and a little zap! and the human wouldn’t be a problem. On the other hand Elec’s program made him more or less helpless against a human, something that humans very well knew and that turned this from a fight into just plain harassment.
And that annoyed Forte. Enough so that when Elec goes silent in face of accusations Forte will snort and step forward, roughly pushing Elec aside to better loom at the human. “Y’know, it must be pretty sad that this is how you try to find control in your life.” A sharp grin, one with too many teeth to be at all friendly. “You don’t stand a chance against any real Robot Masters so you pick the target least likely to fight back. What’s next, a strongly worded letter to Wily?”