MY FUCKING PACKAGE IS HERE HOLY SHIT
THE SPOT I HAD FOR IT IS TOO SMALL FUCK
HOLY SHIIIIIII
Computer robot girl who flashes fake warnings and errors just to get your attention. You look over just to see the corner of an error message pop up, but when you actually go and look, everything is fine. She's whirring and spinning like she should and there hasn't even been a device issue.
But it keeps happening. You brush it off at first, thinking it's just.. something that'll go away. You give her a restart. And it keeps happening. You fish through all her external cables, checking each inch of them to make sure they're perfect. Nothing seems wrong.
But she keeps throwing up warning signs. You cannot figure out what is wrong. But you do notice she does throw them less when you're checking her cords. You assume, of course, one of her ports might be damaged.
And then when you pry her open, finally, she gets quiet with those errors and notifications. You think it was just.. something making contact, or something. It seems fine.
She gets worse, though. She's spitting out error upon error upon error every time you try and use her. She will not let you get anything done.
Until you get into her again. Fish around in her insides and then you realize. She's totally played you. She got you hook, line, and sinker. She's putting out genuine error messages now. She's into you rooting around in her insides. That's all she wanted; your devout, sole attention.
"You were made for me" nah, how about "I was made for you"?
Like, you're getting hot and steamy with your spouce, y'know, doing the bedroom boombayah and it's getting real steamy and all of a sudden they say "i was made for you"
and it's just like- omg
like them saying that, them expressing their love and adoration for you, implying how amazing and perfect you are that they would literally surrender their body to you just because of how much they love you and worship you?
FUCK IM GOING FERAL
need me a pad or a tampon with a fucken image of V1 instead of those little flowers there, it'd be so funny
matter of fact, all editions of all machines as a tampon
with a "The blood still goes somewhere!" slogan as your coochie clots fall onto the image of your favorite ultrakill robot
The Ultrakill fanchild meeting
Pegasus belongs to @ultrademonkiller737
Zephy belongs to @daryma13
And the creature with two tails is my own fanchild!
I just love the thought of V1 aside from having this fast paced, brain melting, loud metal music in the Cybergrind, they also have stuff like Chappel Roan, or the Ultrakill equivalent of her on their playlist.
Like whenever they feel in a certain mood they play an entire playlist of love songs, and just dance with the husks they kill, basically having a moment to themselves.
And the terminals are just happy to supply the props because they absolutely love how much V1 gets into these little dances and scenarios.
Bruh why my Pinterest cooking me like a Sunday roast
V1 boob exposure (i apologize)
internal boobage.
i need them BRED. spoiled, kissed and given sweet attention while they get their hole DEMOLISHED
got so distracted thinking about v1 fucked senseless that i just burned the bagel i was toasting. its truly dire out here
I love when i see the trope of "son leaving home and finding himself a team that he's now in charge of" and "dad who was also previously a leader visiting his son to see how hes doing" and then the dad sees just how much his son has grown, and no longer needs him to take care of the situation and how he starts feeling like he isnt needed anymore but his son shows him he still is an important role in his life.
Really love those tropes, especially the part where the dad is realizing his son is being an amazing leader and doesn't need him anymore to hold his hand and feels a weird sense of longing to continue helping his son and just can't fathom the fact that his son isn't a little boy anymore.
I'm actually going to sob
I accidently deleted all my camera pictures on accident
I had so much shit there
Like deadass
So many pictures of my cat, of my family, of my friends, of memories
I'm a joke
I can't belive it.
How could I have been so stupid.
I'm so sorry