bionic parts

Xeno - 7

Plot: The best part about being an assistant in a lab was watching all new inventions come to life, although sometimes some of them fail, leaving them away in a storage room, never to be bothered with; free for the taking.

Pairing: Kim Taehyung x Reader | Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Fluff, angst, Futuristic au!

Notes: its hard to find blonde Tae gifs. Just saying. he is such a beauty like omg. I would put warning as ‘sexual tension’, but MEH. I hope you enjoy it. ;)))))) 3k Words

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Originally posted by jitonic

It was finally the day you had been excited for, yet dreading at the same time. Your index finger tapped nervously against the side of your champagne glass, as you walked around the bustling ballroom with your suited-up experiment.

“I don’t look weird, do I?” You asked, turning to him.

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  • According to a Q&A Ashi and Ilana's design similarities isn't because of Genndy but another person on the project so I'm convinced this is how it went down.
  • Character Designer: So what do you think about this design for the daughters of Aku?
  • Genndy: Oh this one has the same hair as Ilana from Symbionic Titan!
  • Char Designer: Oh should I change it?
  • Genndy: No it's cool, I'm gonna call Tara and see if she wants the part.
The Game is On (Part 6 - Final)

Originally posted by ohevansmycaptain

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader (AU)

Word Count: 3,423 (not even remotely sorry)

Warnings: cuteness, fluffy, jealousy over Steve not being your boyfriend?

Summary: You and Steve have been together for six years, happily living life in your Brooklyn apartment. On the night of your six-year anniversary, you come home to find a folded note on the table with your name written in Steve’s scripted handwriting. Inside? Instructions to your own personal treasure hunt to find your surprise - and Steve - at the end, and you have 20 minutes to start! The game is on…

A/N: Here it is! The final part to @bionic-buckyb‘s 5K writing challenge! I considered doing an epilogue…but ultimately figured I’d end it here and if an epilogue was requested then I’d do it. But this has been a wonderful story to write, I gave myself many jealous and fluffy feels, and I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did <3

Also, I cried writing this final chapter because it was so beautiful for me to imagine. So I do not apologize for any feels given, because they’re beautiful!

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5]

(Your POV)

You stopped outside the doors to your building. Anxiety filling you with dread at the thought of ruining this perfect evening with that stupid envelope.

You twisted your hands around each other nervously, as you mentally prepared yourself to move forward and into the building. One step at a time. Deep breaths, one step at a time. Don’t think about what’s waiting for you, don’t think about telling Steve. Just walk up the stairs and into the building. You’ve done it a million times before, this time is no different.

Your body was moving before your mind realized what was happening, acting on autopilot as you walked up the stairs and straight for your front door. Your heart was in your throat, you felt like you couldn’t breathe as you thought about the fact that the only thing between you and Steve, and how you were about to change his life, was one wooden door. You stood, frozen on the spot, as you willed your body to knock.

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okay so wow? I CAN’T BELIEVE IT????????????? somebody hit me over the head with a frying pan because holy shit

so for context, i haven’t read a captain underpants book since i was a child, but i used to be an avid reader and collector. i think the last novel i read while i was still vaguely a part of the target demographic was bionic booger boy part 2, and in high school i caught myself up all the way to tippy tinkletrousers before i stopped paying attention.

and now pilkey’s on book 12 and it just came out and

holy shit, harold is gay.

i fucking- what? oh my god. holy shit. harold is gay. he made harold gay. harold grows up to be a gay guy with a husband and two kids. holy shit. holy SHIT.

this is big???? THIS IS HUGE????????? i grew up with captain underpants. i wrote book reports about captain underpants. these fucking books inspired me to make my own shitty comic books growing up. they influenced my humor. they gave me laughs. they were HUGE growing up.

and now harold is gay???? this is amazing? holy shit something very old sleeping within me just perked the fuck up. i feel like i was meant to be alive for this moment, to learn that something like this could happen. i was drawing gay pictures of george and harold as a kid. i drew a gay doujinshi. and yeah, even at the time i knew it was hopeless fantasy. because none of the characters i wanted to BE LIKE ME really were, in actuality.

i wish i could go back to kid me and tell myself, “hey, it’ll be fine. you’re not a freak. it’s okay. harold from captain underpants is gay too.” and that would make it seem so NORMAL- because george and harold are normal kids in a funny book series for kids and it’s all fine.


why does this book series suddenly have a liberal agenda? its amazing. i want to meet dave pilkey and shake the guy’s hand.

does anybody realize how big this is for me? i grew up with these books. they were a childhood influence. and now it’s canon. harold is gay.

fucking hallelujah.

undead-tealeaves  asked:

for the grainmill- is crowdfunding an option? im damn sure there would be a lot of people willing to chip in, even my broke ass will happily throw in a tenner if it means you can eat.

I’m getting a lot of people telling me to put up a crowd funding thing for it and while I am so overwhelmingly touched and thankful for the willingness to help…there are other more pressing expenses I have which I am reluctant to ask for help with because I know times are hard for everyone and I just…the guilt would eat me alive when I know how hard everyone else is struggling and every single day I reblog another post begging for help. 

It is eating me alive. I’ve just seen two paypal notifications go over my phone screen and immediately burst into tears because people are just so good??? and kind??? Just…you’re all amazing and I love you and I don’t know what I ever did to deserve such kindness in my life but I promise you I’ll go to my grave trying to earn it. 

So while I appreciate the offer and will keep it in mind, for now I will bide my time and hope that next year…next year will be better. 

Next year I might actually be free of medical debt and maybe I’ll be able to unmax the credit card and do something like buy myself a grain mill. Or buy shares in companies making bionic body parts. One of the two. 

In Biomutant players get to explore a post-apocalyptic world filled with strange and wonderful, not to mention sometimes terrifying, creatures.  Using mechs, paragliders, balloons, mounts, jet skis and even wings, players will be able to travel around this world making decisions that have an impact on combat.

In this Kung Fu fable players will be able to change their character’s appearance and abilities using mutations and bionic parts such as claws, wings or a robotic leg, and as you would expect there are also a variety of weapons to be used.


baklavashark  asked:

I know this is a semi-fetishy ask but Milit is cute af and her clothing looks like rubber in the pic where she's feeding her plants. Latex is hermetically sealed and highly flexible so it makes sense to use that and a gas mask to keep her boys out. Does she wear her suit outside of her hobby? I love her and her plants and the Eustoma crew and your art!

Yes, Milit does wear specific sealed clothing while working around her plants!…mostly. She might forget sometimes, which has led to some injuries in the past…we’ll come back to that. 

She prefers tight fitting clothes that cover most of her body regardless of working around plants. She might wear other, looser clothes on top of her body suit, but never alone. 

She specifically wears a body suit because she has many bionic parts due to…accidents during her early research years. The body suit acts as a kind of second skin since not all of her body has pain receptors anymore, she cannot feel through it, but if it is damaged she will be alerted. She has various sizes and types of suits, gloves, boots, etc. And I’m not exactly sure what parts of her will be bionic, so anything I’ve drawn in the past is?? Not a reliable guide.

She hopes to one day be able to augment her self with plant parts instead. Otto refuses to stand by and let her experiment on her self because it causes him sheer panic and terror. 

Thank you for your curiosity! And thank you for liking my lil crew and art! <3 ;w;

anonymous asked:

I feel you on the forced objects and I really like the idea of Human Tresure Chest where all the treasure is stored in the belly of prisoners, designated Treasure Chests, etc, and the pirates fill them up until they can't hold any more and then start filling up the next person to be the Treasure Chest. In fact, the whole crew at least has a few dubloons in them (consentually) but the prisoners and Treasure Chests are forced to do this against their will since they're technically 'treasure' too.

Helllllllp this is exactly the right idea…. especially if you’re in a sci-fi/steampunk setting and the treasure being smuggled could take alternate forms besides coins: sharp-edged data chips, bionic parts… naaaaanobottttssss…..???

The Game is On (Part 1)

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader (AU)

Word Count: 1,665

Warnings: cuteness, fluffy, jealousy over Steve not being your boyfriend?

Summary: You and Steve have been together for six years, happily living life in your Brooklyn apartment. On the night of your six-year anniversary, you come home to find a folded note on the table with your name written in Steve’s scripted handwriting. Inside? Instructions to your own personal treasure hunt to find your surprise - and Steve - at the end, and you have 20 minutes to start! The game is on…

A/N: So this is part of @bionic-buckyb‘s 5K writing challenge and I got so excited over the prompt and the ideas that came to mind that I HAD to start writing ASAP. I hope you enjoy following the game as much as I enjoyed writing it Prompt: “I’ve been trying to get ready for like, a half hour, because I know you’re going to look damn good and I don’t want to look like a potato.”

Also - I’m Australian but I tried to use the American Medical School/Training program regime in place of the one we have because it seems to be the one that is most recognized by people regardless of where they’re from. At least to me. I’M SORRY IF IT’S WRONG!

** = flashback scene

It had been a long day at the hospital today, the traumas just seemed to be non-stop, so you were very excited to get home and crawl into Steve’s arms. If he was home. With you an ER doctor, and he a medical resident, you had chaotic jobs and even more chaotic hours, but you made it work and he was often home before you.

Although lately he’d been a bit more checked out than usual, his head all over the place as he was getting further through his residency. His dream was to become an ER/Trauma doctor, like you, but go on to enlist in the Army and work as an Army Doctor, helping those on the front lines. It helped him immensely that he worked as an EMT first.

As you opened the door to your shared brooklyn apartment, you were met with darkness and silence, so you turned on the light and made your way through to the bedroom. You shot off a quick text to Steve to let him know you were home, put yourself through a quick shower, and changed into some shorts and one of Steve’s shirts, before you walked back out into the main room to start making dinner. As you walked passed the dining table, you noticed a slip of white paper with your name in familiar scripted handwriting on the front. You couldn’t help the smile that crept across your face, the warmth that blossomed in your chest.

My love,

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In Which I Attempt to Analyze Journal 3 But End Up Gushing About Ford Instead

It’s late, and earlier tonight (or this morning), when it was slightly less late (or early), I decided that even though I’m super late to the Journal 3 train, I needed to get my thoughts down on paper. Those thoughts are apparently gooey and disorganized, because the real analysis stops after the first paragraph, I started to ramble about halfway through, and I’m not sure most of it makes sense. (Mostly because it’s late. Or early. Or whatever.)


Journal 3 is the best kind of supplementary material.

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Live By The Sword, Die By The Sword

*** All Right everyone! Berjhawn and myself have both written separate soulmate/enemy fics for you today based on THIS post (and the prompt  therein by @cindymoon and @chekhovsgum) , featuring the Avengers, more specifically Bucky and Cap. Two VERY different takes on the trope. We decided to post at the same time! To find hers, check out @berjhawn “Enemy or Lover.” ENJOY!!!***

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Everyone knows that the name of your soul mate appears on one wrist, and the name of your enemy appears on the other. What no one ever told you was to expect the unexpected. (brief smut)

They always said your names would show up when you least expected. You saw your friends names emerge, by their early twenties, some far later than that. One on each wrist, written in the handwriting of the matching soul, like a tattoo. You’d watch them try to find the two, eager to find out which person would be their soul mate, and which their enemy. You saw relationships die as the lovers realized that their names weren’t on one another. You’d seen enemies become lovers and lovers become enemies; the tattoos never lied, but they also gave nothing away. There was no rhyme or reason, sometimes it was the right, sometimes the left, sometimes soul mate, sometimes mortal enemy. No one knew. It was a fickle clairvoyance, this glimpse into the future.

You’d almost given up hope that your names would ever show up, content in the fact that maybe for you, the future was fully of your choosing; truly your own and not destined or designed by anyone or anything else. But then it happened. You stood in the shower one cold morning, warm water cascading over tired skin and weary bones; reaching for the shampoo, you saw the letters. On your right wrist were the words ‘James Buchanan Barnes’ in flowy, almost antique penmanship. On your left, faint letters grew deeper and darker until you could make them out. ‘James Buchanan Barnes.’

Either fate had made a mistake, or fate had screwed you. Either way, it was several years before you met him. The man on both wrists.

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Just A Dream

I liked writing my earlier Bucky series, you all liked reading my earlier Bucky series, so in the wise words of DJ Khaled, “anotha one”

Summary: Wanda gives you Sokovian tree bark as an additive to your tea to help you sleep. Wild dreams ensue, and you unexpectedly find your true feelings about a coworker.

Genre: Romance

Word Count: 942

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Originally posted by agent-peggy

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I’m setting up a voltron AU in which Katie and Matt are twins, and both go along on the Kerberos mission. I’m calling it the Renegade!Pidge au for now but so far I have:

  • Katie stealing Matt’s identity to help him and Shiro escape from the Galra prison.
  • Katie being Sendak’s prisoner for at least another full year after the other two are freed.
  • Katie becoming Haggar’s personal guinea pig because she just won’t stop trying to escape.
  • A tearful reunion between the three.
  • Matt having to become the Green paladin at first before they find out that Katie can pilot the Green Lion too, and him being so relieved (because honestly he’s just a comms expert, he doesn’t feel he’s fit to be a pilot).
  • Katie misusing her bionic parts for antics in the Castle Ship.
  • Katie practically tearing the universe apart to find her father.
  • Katie refusing to be coddled by anyone.

more-gun  asked:

(M!A Thread) The little engineer made her way to the BLU medbay. Normally when she was here she would come to find Logan or Triston, but curiosity had been getting the better of her lately. She wanted to meet the medic who set up all of Logan's bionic parts. Cracking the door open she stepped in, tilting her head in confusion seeing a woman standing there. "Oh... I'm sorry, I thought this was Kurt Nadel's office."


The woman yelped at the unexpected visitor. She seemed jumpy, and maybe a little panicked, yet somehow was still able to maintain enough composure to make sure to keep up her appearance with neat hair and clothes, thought her uniform seemed to have been made to fit a man’s body. She cleared her throat after making the embarrassing sound, “J-Jawohl, I am kurt Nadel. Vhat can I do for you?”