Player AU, where the game JUST got released, and you're playing for the first time, so you're in spoiler-free, unaware of the horror that is Jimm-ew. Most of the game puts you in Jimmy's perspective, so you're not yet aware that the character you're playing is NOT some tragic hero/martyr. As you play through the game, you start to realize the horrible truth, but you can't do anything because the game won't let you do anything to save the crew. It will always end that way because Jimmy won't let it end any other way.
Then, somehow, you're staring at a familiar control room with your hand outstretched to the panel where the settings for the autopilot is located. But it's not your hand at all, and when you raise your hand towards your face, it doesn't feel like yours. You see your reflection on a dark screen and stare at the face of a character you grew to hate. Him.
As you continue to speechlessly stare at his/your reflection, you feel something inside. Some deep fear and panic. Thoughts that you're certain don't belongs to you enter your mind. Why are you hesitating? They will find out what you did. You have to do this.
Then you realize, despite being able to control the body of a disgusting villain, HE is still here. HE doesn't know that he's not fully in control. To him, this is just a moment of hesitation, some moral part of him that causes him to stop what he is planning to do. He's not aware of you, your control over his body, your knowledge of the game, and your undeniable disgust for him. You're in the driver seat with him as your passenger, he'll be able to see what you're doing but won't be able to do anything. Just like you when you play as him.
You're not sure if this is real or just some wild fever dream. Dream or not, you know what to do, and you know where the gun is located.
(TLDR: Jimmy got hijacked by player before he's able to turn off the autopilot and player is going to make him shoot himself.)
Ah, another interesting implication here. I can already imagine it, gun in his inventory and a task labeled TAKE RESPONSIBILITY.
Lol, but in all seriousness, though, knowing how much of a slimy bastard Jimmy is, do you think he'd know? Momentary hesitation, I could see him excusing it as, but I think one of the central things about Jimmy's character is that he literally only punishes himself if he thinks it would end with some clear benefit to him. The reason the entire game happens is that he's still trying to come out of it looking good.
Which means that for you (the Player) to successfully deal with him, you'd need to have a way to influence him enough to think that preemptively ending it would be a good look to him. To convince him that this would end up beneficial for him. That is, unless you can literally control this man's limbs and we body horror him into shooting himself.
Which you could do. Very few would argue with that. It's sort of an odd Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hide situation, there. With you grabbing the gun and turning it on him–in a way paralleling the helplessness in him by which he rendered Curly and Anya in the original sequence of events (and even Swansea). No control of limbs is very similar to not having them, in some way, don't you think?
I doodled it
can u tell i put less efforts into ingo and emmet lmao
OMG I’M SCREAMING 👀👀👀 THIS LOOKS AMAZING AAAAAAAAAAAAA
Absolutely in love with all the designs here omg 😭😭😭
LOVING the cutesy look here, with the whip and everything, especially love the belt and stockings. Then the top and the cute sleeves?? 🥺
And i LOVE what you did for Greaser Ingo and Emmet’s designs. The lil things normally on their hats being on their jackets is SUCH a good idea!!!
And their faces fjdsifjsdljfk Emmet’s grin and Ingo’s flustered face are so good djfksjfskljf I love this so much omg
Thank you for sharing this!!
(+50 y.o. mom anon) okok, I'm the one who told her bout your stuff but I told her ONCE about the fic with the yandere ghost (forgot which one it's been a while) cos she likes supernatural and romance stuff.
I thought she'd be disinterested in yandere shenanigans. She is not.
Her favorite is the one with yandere anubis.
Oh and I don't translate it fully because I don't think I have the mental fortitude to do that. So basically what I do is I'd tell her like I'm gossiping.
Example "and then they do this, and then they do that, and the character feels this that, then this happens"
for whatever reason, imagining you describing the plot/events of a fic to your actual mother is worse than however else i thought this was going down. consider your actions,,, not repulsive, but definitely questionable. you are also still required to make sure your mom thinks i'm a shakespearian-level writer who just so happens to have a preference for posting morally dubious monster-fucking fics.
Heyyo, vinnycoco here, forgot my password n lazy to reset. So listen, just wanna know, after all these years, did....did you ever realize i draw coldcut with g-string
aaaaaaaahhhh your Swerve-fic is so Good™???!?!?!?! like, every time you update, my stomach did that flippity-floppity-floop-thingy in a good way!! is the request still open? if so, can you do a fluffy TFA Wasp with bot!reader? If not, i still love you anyway since you've already a lot of wonderful fanfics! i never got bored reading them over and over and over again!
Wasp X Bot Reader – Together Again
A/N – Thank you so much, I loved looking at this message for inspiration, t was so sweet. It’s a shame I just missed your birthday but here you go @vinnycoco, I hope I did Wasp justice.
Warnings – None.
Rating – T
Wasp observed happily as you ran up to the Autobot Academy for the first day of training. In all your elation, he thought you were the one thing as perfect as him. Ever since the war with the Decepticons began, the two of you had planned to make it into the elite guard together and now you were taking the first steps towards that goal. Naturally, Wasp had planned even further ahead of that goal; when you both graduated into the guard, he was going to make you his Conjunx Endura.
While thinking of the future, Wasp lost sight of you. When he spotted you again he gritted his dentae together irritably; you were talking to that little yellow pest he’d bumped into before. He wasn’t jealous, he couldn’t be. Jealousy was beneath him, he was simply concerned because, like him, you were much too important to converse with such a lowly bot.
“(Y/N), step away from that; you don’t know where it’s been,” Wasp wrapped his arm around your waist.
“Very funny,” You laughed, waving the insult away. “Have you two met yet? Sweetspark, this is-”
“Filth is what it is. Come now, meet Ironhide, a real bot.”
“HEY!” Bumblebee yelled. “I’M NOT FILTH YOU-”
“Easy, little buddy,” A large green mech hugged him, “let the anger go.”
“I’M NOT YOUR BUDDY!”
After the unusual introduction, the day was filled with tests of strength, speed, intelligence, and more than a few punishments thanks to the yellow bot who’d been dubbed Bumblebee. It was a relief when the group was allowed to go to the shared barracks for a much-needed recharge.
“What a day,” You rubbed your aching pedes, claiming two berths next to each-other for you and Wasp.
“You’re telling me, it was great,” Bulkhead enthused, missing the tone of your vocaliser completely.
You couldn’t help grinning, “It would’ve been easier if there weren’t so many accidents. You and Bee really scrambled Sarge’s circuits.”
“Yeah, uh my bad.”
Bumblebee sniffed indignantly, “Why are you talking to us? Apparently, we’re just filth to you.”
“Filth? Oh yeah, don’t mind what Wasp was saying, he’s just joking with you,” You smiled amiably. “He’s always been like that, I’m sure once you get to know him-”
“GET TO KNOW HIM?! ARE YOU KIDDING?”
“What’s wrong? He’s really nice, I swear.”
“Ugh, what do you even see in a guy like that?”
Wasp entered the room from the wash racks, “Charm, wit, strength; all things you lack.”
“Come on babe, go easy on them, they don’t know you’re joking… you are joking right?” You asked hopefully.
“Joking? Yes, yes, of course.” He pulled you into a hug, glaring at Bumblebee and Bulkhead behind your back. “Stay away,” he mouthed.
“See, look at all of you getting along so well. This is gonna be so great. I’ll see you in a bit, I want to get some time in those wash racks myself. Later, guys.”
Wasp waited till you were gone before openly seething at the two bots in front of him, “You two better recharge with one optic open; things are going to be rough from here on in.”
You aimed a shot over Wasp’s head, shutting down the turret there while Wasp made a leap for the flag ahead of him. The game was a pairs test to see which team could capture the flag in the quickest time; points were awarded for team-work and strategy. Sentinel blew the ending whistle; the two of you had won.
You cheered excitedly, running to Wasp who was wielding the flag proudly and planting a kiss on his cheek.
“Babe, please,” Wasp held out his servo.
“Sorry,” You laughed, “I’ll stop now.”
“Stop? No, I was asking for more.”
“You sure you want another kiss? Aren’t you afraid of looking weaker in front of the other bots?” You teased.
“C’mon, how about making ‘em jealous instead?”
“Later,” You whispered upon the arrival of Sentinel.
The two of you saluted to the senior officer.
“At ease,” Sentinel instructed. “Not only were the two of you the fastest pair on the course, but also the best team. You showed strategy, talent, and speed. You’ve worked hard, take the rest of the day off as a reward; you’ve earned it.”
The two of you walked away, hand in hand, eager for a night together.
“Hey (Y/N), I have an idea,” Wasp grinned.
“Pray tell.”
“How about a night under the stars where we can really appreciate each-others company; I’ve been saving some good energon for such an occasion.”
“You had me at stars.”
“Great, meet me at the observatory, I’ll bring the energon.”
You pecked his lips, “Don’t keep me waiting.”
That was the last time you saw Wasp. While you waited for him in the observatory, he was arrested for being a spy for the Deceptacons. When it happened, you could hardly believe it. You’d known Wasp for Vorns, he couldn’t be a spy. However, with no evidence of his innocence, you had no choice but to believe in the conviction, deciding that Wasp had probably been using you to gather intel. Spark-broken, you fell from the top of the class to the bottom and were soon sent onto the same space-bridge as Bumblebee and Bulkhead. That space bridge was where all the failures were sent. You soon met Prowl, a ninja-bot, Ratchet, an old medical officer, and Optimus Prime; how a prime had fallen so far was beyond you, especially one as serious as him.
Working on the barren station, you had all the time in the universe to forget Wasp and the pain he’d caused you, until one day on the strange planet Earth, when you found something that changed everything.
“YOU DID WHAT?” You screamed at Bumblebee who was hiding behind Optimus for protection.
Bumblebee quivered while Optimus tried desperately to calm the situation.
“(Y/N), Longarm tricked me. I swear it was an accident,” Bumblebee said.
“YOU’RE AN ACCIDENT!”
Optimus held his arms out, “(Y/N) please, Bumblebee didn’t-”
“YOU GLITCH-HEAD!” You huffed and glared angrily, trying to calm down as you did so. “Fine, I’m going out on patrol; if Wasp’s here, I’m going to find him.”
“(Y/N) wait,” Optimus said but you were already out the door in your alt-mode; an old car Sari called a DeLorean.
Wasp was shocked to be sure. In his revenge addled brain, he’d never imagined you’d ever be near the glitch Bumblebee. He didn’t have time to comprehend the situation as he fled. Bumblebee had taken everything from him, his freedom, his career, and you too; you’d defended Bumblebee, were the two of you an item now? Wasp couldn’t concentrate on that, flee now, dwell later.
Meanwhile, you were in hot pursuit of Wasp. You’d barely got back when you found out what had happened between him and Bumblebee. Swapping paint-jobs was surely the plan of a desperate bot; desperation could be reasoned with.
Eventually, the others stopped the chase, presuming Wasp had been lost once more. You, on the other hand, had tracked him to a cave off the coast where he’d stopped.
“(Y/N),” Optimus radioed you, “Are you coming back to the base?”
“Soon Prime… I just… I need some time,” You lied.
Optimus sighed, “Alright, be careful out there.”
You shut off your communicator, transforming into your bot-mode to enter the cave.
“Wasp,” You called, “It’s me (Y/N). I don’t want to hurt you, I just want to talk.”
“Wasp no talk. Wasp know this is trap,” his voice echoed around the cave.
“It’s not a trap Wasp, Bumblebee told me everything. The two of you were set up, I know you’re innocent.”
There was no reply and you feared you’d lost him once more.
“Sweetspark, please, talk to me.”
“You no love Wasp anymore.”
“Maybe, maybe not. How can you love someone who won’t even talk to you? Come out, show me there’s still the bot I love in there somewhere.”
Once again, there was no answer; Wasp was too busy contemplating your words.
You got on your knees, placing your hands behind your head, “Make me your prisoner, incapacitate me, do whatever you want but please, talk to me.”
“You crazy as always,” Wasp laughed, coming out from behind a Stalagmite and approaching slowly.
“Thank you.”
“Wasp want to know, what you doing with Bumblebot?”
“We work together, as friends.”
“Tell more.”
You recalled your tales since Wasp had been arrested, including those of Earth. Wasp listened enraptured, catching up on everything he’d missed; everything you could have had together. During his imprisonment, he’d thought of little other than vengeance because thinking of you hurt too much. However, with you in front of him, he longed to piece his broken mind back together; so much had fractured since losing you.
As the night dragged on, you knew you’d have to head back soon. It would only be a matter of time before your team wondered where you’d gotten to and started searching for you. You couldn’t let them find Wasp in such a delicate state; you wouldn’t.
You held out a servo apprehensively, Wasp recoiled making you pull back with a sigh. “Wasp, sweetspark, my team will come looking for me soon… that means Bumblebee too. I don’t want them to find you yet until… until you’re better. I love you. Goodbye.”
At your attempt to get up, Wasp grabbed your arm, pulling you back, “(Y/N) no leave. (Y/N) stay with Wasp. Wasp love (Y/N) too.”
Your optics filled with unshed lubricant, “It’s… It’s for your own good. I’ll come back, I promise but you have to let me go now, okay?”
can you do some headcanons for mtmte Swerve, tfa blurr, and tfa bumblebee crushing on a human (i don't care about their gender i just wanna love some bots)???
MTMTE Swerve
- Swerve never thought he’d actually get a chance to meet a human, but now there’s a human as a permanent resident of the ship??? He’s so giddy he can barely contain himself. This is a truly rare gift from Primus and he is not gonna loose this chance to befriend the human… Or maybe more. Probably more. It took him all of about five minutes after meeting them to develop a full blown crush. He has a plan for how to approach (and seduce) you, but whenever it comes down to actually doing it he either chickens out or flubs it. Bless him though, he tries.
- It doesn’t take long for him to abandon the idea to seduce you. Besides, he’d be more than happy to just be friends with you. He absolutely adores having movie nights with you, considering his expansive knowledge of such media you know he has some super obscure stuff he wants to share with you. Afterwards he’s going to want to discuss it with you because he has so much to talk about and up until now had no one to discuss it with. Get comfy, you’re gonna be there for a while. And if you happen to be tired and want to spend the night there he certainly won’t object.
TFA Blurr
- Despite his fast-paced nature, this boy is slooooow to realize he’s got a crush. To his credit, it’s mostly because he’s a very busy mech and only has so much time to think about this kind of stuff. At first he just thinks that you’ve become a really close friend, an amica endura perhaps? Eventually, he can feel it in his spark that it’s not quite that. Then it hits him that he’s interested in being with you romantically. He gets excited now that he knows what he’s feeling and the next chance he gets to see you he plans on telling you upfront how he feels.
- There is some mild anxiety about opening up to you like this, but it doesn’t hold him back. It does, however, make him speak even faster. He’ll confidently tell you that he‘s come to realize that his feelings for you were actually romantic, and he would be honored if you would agree to go on a date with him. He stares at you expectantly when he finishes, but all you do is stare. You didn’t catch a word of that. His confidence fizzles out and his second attempt at a confession is much less smooth, but at least you could understand it.
TFA Bumblebee
- It takes Bumblebee a while to realize he has a crush, but when he does it hits him like a freight train. Abruptly he comes to the realization that he needs to seduce you now! All of a sudden he wants to hold doors open and get you gifts 24/7. There will be what appears to be an entire gardening section (bumblebee where did you get that) from a “secret admirer” on your doorstep in the mornings. That video game you casually mentioned looking forward to? He waited in line all night to get you a copy the day it got released and eagerly wanting to play it with you.
- He lays it on heavy with the cheesy pick up lines. Brace yourself, they won’t end. It’s painfully obvious to everyone that he has a crush on you, even the most oblivious person would see right through it. Any time he thinks you’re out of earshot he’ll be bragging to anyone who’ll listen about how much you’re into him. All of his bragging is actually to hide that he is extremely anxious about screwing this up so bad you won’t even want to be friends anymore.
