new skids

So afaik canon doesn’t explicitly say that Prowl ran the New Institute but…

Prowl provided Skids and Getaway with New Institute technology:

The shady stuff Prowl got up to with Mesothulas seems pretty similar to the shady stuff we know the New Institute got up to (not to say Mesothulas was officially New Institute, but he could’ve been the precursor):

Prowl knows what Chromedome did in his “past life,” which if it’s referring to the New Institute, happened after they had their falling out (this could be about something that happened before that, but we know Chromedome was up to shady shit at the New Institute, and we have no reason to believe he was doing anything shady before that, so I’m comfortable with this assumption):

And the thing I find most convincing but also definitely missed (thanks to @gaymilesedgeworth​ for pointing it out): Cereberos, who worked at the New Institute…

…called Prowl his “ex-employer”

So in short, Prowl definitely ran the New Institute.


They find out that turning bombs into firework was not a good idea (“I told you! I told you this would happen!”, Perceptor moans in annoyance) and they spend the whole night putting the fire on the ship out.

But this is the Lost Light, everybody is used to things going horribly wrong, and so they take it relatively easy, drink Champagne anyway, wish each other a happy new year while running around with buckets of water and still have a good time together. 

Fireflies (Jumin x MC)

You go outside to find Jumin where he’s lit up.

Word Count: 611

I’ve had an exciting day ig. I competed in a news writing competition, I didn’t end up placing but there’s always next year ig ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ idk. Anyhow, I actually quite like the use of fireflies in stories and what not just with how gentle and fun-loving they are. Anyhow, I hope you enjoy and have a lovely day! Thank you! (ृ ´͈ ᵕ `͈ ृ )ु


“Jumin! Jumin?” You stepped outside curiously from the small cabin you were staying for a small amount of time, night dripping down from the sky onto the long and tall wisps of grass.

“MC!” You heard his voice call out to you, his form oddly somehow lit up even being far away from you. “Darling come here!” 

You narrowed your eyes confusedly but followed his voice nonetheless,

And what you saw left a smile stretching from ear to ear upon your face.  

He was drenched in fireflies, the insects fluttering about him but never seemingly drifting away.

“O-Oh my goodness!” You laughed slightly, rushing forward excitedly. “You didn’t tell me you were a firefly magnet!” 

And even despite his laughter, you couldn’t help but admit how your heart melted as the light shone on his eyes, intensifying that gentle warmth that swarmed him. 

“I didn’t know honestly,” He chuckled lightly. “It’s a bit peculiar honestly.”

He took a few steps towards you, raising a curious brow as the fireflies still continued to follow. 

“How long do you think they’ll follow me?” He asked, tipping his head. 

“Maybe you have to outrun them,” You snickered. “You know, like play hard to get?”

“Perhaps. Like an experiment I suppose?” 

“Exactly,” You smiled, taking his hand as you began to lead him. “come on!” 

You began to run, leading him on as you both expectantly watched the fireflies float blankly for a moment before chasing after him.

A few began to trail about you, twirling and tying around you like a ribbon upon a dress.

Yet as you looked at your new friends, your feet skidded against a rock, knocking you off your feet as you accidentally pulled Jumin along with you.

He pulled you into his arms before you crashed down, pressing you close against him before thudding against the ground.

“Are you okay…?” He muttered, still the smallest grin on his expression as you turned to face him as you breathlessly sniggered. 

“Y-Yeah, what about you?” You curled his wave strands of hair through your fingertips, fearing you’d feel a hint of blood or the bump of a bruise. “You’re the one w-who really took the fall.”

“Of course love, I’m okay. Don’t worry.” 

You pressed a tender kiss to his nose, smiling sweetly. “My hero.” 

“I’m honored…” His voice began to drift off, tapping a delicate finger along your spine.

Until he noticed something.

He pointed up, your gaze turning up to find a twirl of familiar fireflies still swirling a little above you, oddly enough almost sinking beside the stars. 

You leaned back, resting your head in the crook of his neck, your fingertips weaving through his strands.

And despite being on the cold hard ground, the two of you lay on the spot, simple smirks decorating your faces as it almost appeared to be a light show.

And yet even with the fireflies, that wasn’t what lit up the world.

It was the utter adoration and devotion that painted your husband’s eyes when he looked to you.

And the love that filled both of your hearts.

Cyborg X Reader- Robot with a Built in Walkie Talkie

You sighed while surveying your body behind the fogged glass, wishing that your accident never happened. Many of the doctors that you were sent to said that there was nothing to do, and that you had so little time. You always joked around that you would like to sleep for a few years before a big exam or when life was too hard, but now you realize how serious it is. Now, you can’t feel the warmth of the sun, taste the wonderful foods you used to eat, or even feel pain. It felt as if you weren’t human anymore. Sure, you had emotions, but the android body you now inhabit prevents you from experiencing the physical side of being human. Everyday you had to remind yourself that not that many people were this lucky, to be able to live their lives outside of their dying body, but in your point of view, this is not living. It’s only surviving.

“(Y/N)!! You would not believe what I finally found!!”

You quickly stepped out of the way of the sliding wall, watching as your frozen body disappeared out of view. Just as the sliding door locked, Cyborg bursted through your bedroom door. He had an excited smile on his face and his left hand hid behind his back. You smiled, knowing that he could always lift your spirits.

“What is it, Cy?” you asked your ecstatic best friend.

“I was sorting through our old tools and I found this!” he exclaimed while holding out his hand.

You glanced at his open palm and gasped. It was your necklace that Cy had made out of some spare parts. When he had given it to you, you never took it off, but you thought you lost it when the Hive stormed into Titan Tower. You took it out of his hand and placed it around your neck, hearing the click of the magnet clasp. You frowned slightly when one of them attached to your neck, and fixed it before Cy noticed.

“Thank you for finding this,” you smiled.

“It was no problem. Oh, and Robin wanted to know if you were going to come with us to get some pizza.”

“I’ll come, but let me grab a few things,” you agreed. “What time are you guys going?”

“We’re leaving in ten minutes, but you and I know that Beast Boy is not that patient,” he joked.

You laughed and rolled your eyes. You grabbed your shoes from your closet and slipped them on before following Cy out of the door. On the way towards the living room, you and Cy spoke about many of the new designs and upgrades you wanted to try out for the new weapons and security systems. These conversations always made you forget about your troubles and finally focus on what’s in front of you.

“You finally dragged her out of her cave!!” Beast Boy shouted with joy.
“It is not my fault I prefer to be in the comforts of my room, or the peaceful workshop,” you said. “A person can only deal with your loud mouths for only so long.”

“You know you love me.”

You rolled your eyes and followed the team to the garage. Once the elevator opened, you immediately went to your new motorcycle that you built yourself. The rest of the team piled into Cyborg’s car. You smirked, pulled on your leather jacket, which was hanging on the motorcycle’s handles, and placed your helmet on your head. It wasn’t like you needed to wear all of this protection, but you didn’t want to get suspicious. You turned on your lovely piece of machinery and revved the engine, waiting for Cyborg to get his metal ass moving. He then turned on the engine and also revved the engine. You smirked and revved your engine once again and sped out of the garage with the team right behind you.


“I really don’t understand why you guys don’t wear civilian clothing,” you stated as everyone entered the Pizza Corner.

“You have to always be prepared,” Robin said, probably quoting Batman.

You sat at the end of the booth, attempting to make origami animals and flowers to pass the time. Many of the team members gave questioning glances to you and looked at each other, silently telling themselves that they notice something is wrong.

“Why don’t you have a slice of pizza, (Y/N)?” Beast Boy asked.

“I already ate before you asked me to come,” you replied and finished the origami lotus you made.

“Okay, but we never have seen you eat. I mean….. Are you actually eating anything?”

“Of course I am, Beast Boy. Why would you ask that?” you asked, tearing your attention away from the napkins in front of you.

“I was just making sure you are okay, isn’t that what friends are for?”

You gave him a small smile and resumed making origami. The team continued to chat about their latest missions and some improvements Robin would like for his gear.

“I see you are wearing the necklace Cyborg gifted to you, (Y/N),” Starfire observed.

You glanced down at the necklace, “Yeah, Cy found it in our old tools today.”

“That is the most wonderful news!! You were in much distress when you misplaced it.”

You laughed, “Yes I was.”

You frowned and pulling out your buzzing phone, and saw that it was flashing red and black. Your eyes widened and you immediately stood up.

“Someone has broken into the tower!!” you shouted and rushed out of the door.

The rest of the team jumped out of their seats and ran to the car. By the time they were outside, you were already speeding back to the tower. Negative thoughts flooded your mind. Are they going to find your body? Are they going to cut the power? Your personal generator could help the device keeping you alive function for a few hours. The generator also powered the defense systems you put up to protect it. What if they destroyed the generator? It would be even worse if they used an electromagnetic pulse to shut down the whole tower. Another notification from your phone popped up and showed that your room had been breached. You urged your motorcycle to go even faster and crashed through the closed garage door. Your brand new bike skidded across the floor, causing sparks to fly across the room. You looked down and saw the clothing and fake skin you had on your right leg was gone, but quickly pushed that in the back of your mind. Rushing to the elevator door, you pulled it open and opened the secret hatch you installed if this were to happen. You grabbed the metal rope that was hanging to your right and pressed the red button from the hatch. The rope pulled you up to your level, faster than the elevator could, and you kicked down the elevator door. You sprinted to your room and saw Brother Blood standing next to your body, smiling like a madman.

“Ever since I first met you, I have wondered why my abilities had no affect on you. Apparently, I was focusing on the wrong source,” he smirked maliciously.

His eyes glowed red and your limbs stopped working, as if the joints rusted. You panicked. How were you supposed to get out of this mess?

“I wouldn’t bother, child. I can’t control your metal body, but I can control your true one,” he stated while glancing out of your window. “Oh, your friends are finally here. This is going to get interesting…”

You knew what he was going to make you do. You knew that he was going to make you hurt your new family. No matter what you did, you couldn’t twitch a single finger. There was only one option left, and that was to shut down completely. All you had to do was think it, and it would happen, but you didn’t know the outcome. You didn’t know if you would lose all of your memories or cause your brain to overload, but there was no way in hell this guy was going to use you as his puppet. You let out a shaky breath. SHUT DOWN.

The team rushed into the tower and saw your crashed bike and the bent elevator door. Cyborg ripped the remaining door out of the way and waited for everyone to board the elevator. When everyone was on, he smashed the button to your level. His scanners from the security system showed that you were in the room with on person. Obviously he didn’t have cameras in your room, but he knew you were in trouble. When they reached your floor, Cyborg had to blast the doors off due to get the whole team through. Once they reached your bedroom, they you frozen with Brother Blood’s eyes glowing red with a smirk on his face.

“So nice of you to join us, I was just telling (Y/N) about a little favor I would like to ask her.”

“Let her go now,” Cyborg demanded.

“Now where’s the fun in that?”

The team waited for you to lash out at them, but you remained still. Brother Blood’s smile faded and backed away from the team.

“What is going on? Attack them you brat!!”

The team smiled and attacked him, but Cyborg stayed behind to check on you. He tried to shake you, but your frozen limbs caused you to tip over. He quickly caught you, but noticed that you weren’t breathing. He quickly scanned you for any vital signs, but found nothing. He placed your body down and joined in battling Brother Blood. With one solid punch, he ended the fight.

Cyborg picked him and held him up against the wall, “What did you to do her.”

He chuckled, “Why don’t you look over there like your other teammates are?”

Cyborg growled and knocked him out. When Brother Blood sank to the floor, Cyborg looked over to the team. They were staring at a huge cylinder made out of metal. He walked over to them and gasped when he saw you in there. You had burns on the left side of your face, and they traveled down under the clothing you were wearing. Cyborg could tell that more than half of your body was covered in these burns and scars. Tearing his eyes away from your scarred body, he walked over to your body that he was holding earlier. He noticed the exposed cybernetic parts of your right leg and the charred remains of the fake flesh that covered them.

“Dude, this is weird,” Beast Boy said.

“The (Y/N) we know is an android,” Cyborg said, “but what happened to her?”

“At least we found out why she doesn’t eat,” Beast Boy reasoned.

Cyborg looked over the robotic copy of your body and searched for any way to switch you back on or at least save the data stored in this body. He found a button right behind your left ear and pressed it, hoping that you will wake up. He saw your fingers twitch, and then the rest of the joints moved. You groggily sat up and squinted your eyes, waiting for the mechanical eyes to adjust to the lighting. When your eyes finally adjusted, you saw Cyborg staring at you with his team standing behind him.

“Why are you guys-”

You stopped when you noticed that the door was wide open, revealing your frozen body. You then looked over to see one of the Titans’ enemies, Brother Blood, unconscious at the back of your bedroom.

“What happened?” you asked.

“You don’t remember anything?” Cy asked.

“I remember going to the pizza restaurant with you and then my phone going off, but then it’s blank,” you replied and glanced down to your hands.

You glanced down even further and saw the exposed cybernetic skeleton of your leg. Some of the fake skin was still managing to hang onto the wires and metal.

“You have some explaining to do, (Y/N),” Robin said and folded his arms.

“Rob, now is not the time to-”

“No,” you cut him off, “it’s fine.”

You stood up and walked over to your frozen body. You grabbed a slim black book and tossed it to Robin.

“I was an engineer and technician for this big company that paid well enough for me to help my parents. Back then, they were involved in a car crash and needed serious medical attention. I had enough money for them, and they were getting better day by day, but that changed after the accident. It was a regular work day when all of the sirens went off and the whole building went into lockdown. I was in the workshop with a few interns when it happened, so I rushed them over to the safe room, knowing that something like this was serious. I tripped and the door closed. Then there was an explosion. I was hurt badly, as you can see, and I wasn’t given that much time left. The same company I worked for gave me a second chance and implanted this device into my brain, allowing me to control this android while I’m in a dream-like state. They let me go and I didn’t have enough money to keep myself and my parents alive, and they said to let them go. I regret it, but I can’t change the past. So that’s my explanation. Excuse me.”

You walked out of your room and quickly made your way to the workshop, hoping to find some quiet to clear your head. You looked down to your right leg and decided that you needed to fix it. You grabbed a pair of scissors that was on your work table and started cutting off the ruined skin.


You sighed and stopped cutting the skin, “Yeah, Cy?”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked.

You placed the scissors down on the table, “I don’t know. It is really painful to know that I can’t have a normal life. I’ve always wanted to get married and have kids, but now it’s impossible. I felt like every time I see myself as a popsicle, my world gets crushed.”

“You know, I was in an accident like you,” Cy murmured. “That’s how I ended up like this.”

“At least you’re still human,” you said. “All I am is a robot with a built in walkie talkie. It has been so long since I felt human, and I’ve already forgot the feeling.”

“Maybe you won’t have to do this any longer,” Cy said.

“What do you mean?”

“I can make you a cyborg like me.”

So we’ve all seen posts joking about what would happen if DC’s villains decided to kidnap Bruce Wayne because they think he’s Batman’s boyfriend or something, and the hilarity that would then ensue.

But consider this.

Bruce Wayne gets kidnapped because he’s, well, Bruce Wayne, a super rich playboy. But he has to rescue himself, using only skills/devices that Bruce Wayne, a super rich playboy, could conceivably have.

Like, he takes out a would-be kidnapper using basic blows to the ears, eyes, throat, groin, etc. When asked about it afterwards he says, “Well I just hosted a fundraiser for Gotham’s women’s shelter last month and they invited me to one of their self-defense seminars. It would have been rude not to go and look how helpful it was!”

And he beats someone else off with a nine iron and jokes its because he got so much practice hitting out of the trees because he always shanks his tee shots on the 6th hole at Gotham country club.

And disables a gunman by stabbing his wrist with a stiletto heel that is part of Wayne Industries’ new, no-slip, no-skid fashion line that he was delivering to his latest model girlfriend for a fashion shoot.

Mean Queens (Group Fic) - NymphCAMP

Nymph’s A/N: No one asked for this, but here we are anyway, back to destroy your lives (potentially). I suggested this, purecamp said YES GAWD, and then we ended up working on this thing together. And I mean, together. Writing on the same document at the same time, it’s been tough but it’s been good. We’re 1000% into this already, camp’s been making edits, I’ve been writing shit down, we have this whole thing planned and more. By planned I literally mean we have a Burn Book and so many little side stories. Watch this space people, there’s a whole shitstorm coming your way. Hopefully you’ll laugh, maybe you’ll roll your eyes, but either way you will enjoy it, or Sharon Needles will kick your ass. Come spread your praise or your hate over at @thewritingnymph , I’m a real woman standing by to take your call!

Purecamp’s A/N: You asked, we delivered… here’s the mean girls au that no one actually wanted and was better in theory than in reality, though in all fairness I’m a comedy queen not a glamour queen so it should make you giggle if anything. You’re not even ready for the shitshow that is about to ensue. I’ve made fuckin snapchat edits of this shit, we’ve committed now. If you don’t like it, you’re not a Plastic #girlslikeus. Ok byeeeeee, enjoy the fic and talk to me @purecamp if you wanna, I swear I’m human <3

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Short Sonamy Prompt Gift!

This was done as a gift through email by the lovely cutegirlmayra who’s been away for far too long, but for good reason. I’m not one to talk tho…I apologize for my absence as well, guys, the writing just hasn’t been in me lately…

Anyways! Enjoy this adorable piece made by a wonderful writer! 

Sonic dodged another blast from the invading robots, as Metal Sonic dashed away with Amy tightly in his grasps. Being Super though, he was able to fly at super sonic speeds, and Sonic was quickly gaining more and more speed to look like a comet, charging through the mass amounts of robots that were all being controlled wirelessly by him.

With a determined and angry look, Sonic charged up some power and blasted forward. The camera zoomed away to Metal, holding some chaos emeralds on his back to charge up his speed to stay away, as he quickly looked over his shoulder, the Camera in front of him. “GAINING MOMENTUM.”

“Soooniiiccc!!!” Amy shouted, as Metal Sonic calculated a great increase of speed from Sonic with her shout.

He looked to her, and then Sonic. “NEW TACTIC CONFIRMED.” he seemed to have conjured up a new plan…

He skidded to a halt on the ground, diving down and holding Amy up with a claw to her neck, as she gasped.

Sonic tore through the ground and then skidded also, finding it harder to slow himself down to a standstill. He spun around to glare at Metal. ‘Now what is he doing!?’


Amy gasped, and dared not move, tears starting in her eyes, and her lip quivering.

Sonic’s glare turned fiercer, but he yielded, and his bright yellow subsided. “Have it your way…” he growled out.

Metal, in surprise, looked up at the surrender in what seemed amazement. He had calculated a higher percentage of resistance.

“Sonic! Don’t give up! It’s… it’s alright!” Amy cried out, as Sonic looked shocked to hear her speak up so suddenly. “As… As long as your alive…” Amy looked down, tears forming as her hands slowly moved to Metal’s extended hand, trying to pull it down a bit but it didn’t budge. So close to her neck, she was scared to speak, but did so anyway, not letting fear cripple her words. “The world will be okay… everyone will be safe… don’t worry about me! Save everyone! I’m not worth the world!”

“SILENCE.” Metal Sonic felt her resist as she tried to move forward, showing her emotion in her words as he pulled her back, and she cried out in fear.

“AMY!” Sonic stepped forward, “Don’t hurt her!”

Metal stopped, only complying because he hadn’t taken hold of Chaos’s power again.

“Amy… you’ve got it all wrong.” Sonic stepped back, seeing as Metal’s eyes were a fixed bright red glow on his footing… waiting for a counter movement to be presented. “Heh.” he smiled, trying to calm her fears as she looked to him. “As long as your okay, than I’m okay.” he responded, and then threw his hand out and behind him. “And according to your logic-! That means the world’s okay! That’s the true order, Amy. So don’t interfere or try to contradict my opinions!”

Suddenly, Metal noticed the perfect defense drop in Sonic’s stance, and threw Amy to the side to charge. “Sonic… AHH!” Amy was thrown to the side after being touched by his words, and Sonic fought Metal, being powered by 3 Chaos Emeralds, and miraculously won with his own strength.

Turning super again to carry her home, she held her hero tightly, and smiled, crying silently as he looked down, noticing her tears. “It’s alright Amy, I’ve got ya. There was no way I was gonna let that bag of bolts take you away from me.” he tried to comfort, looking up and forward, as if not able to keep looking at her tears…

“Hehe, I’m not crying from that Sonic.” she giggled, and looked up to him as he, surprised by her words, looked down back at her.


“Haha, I’m crying out of joy! You’d choose my safety… over the world’s?”

“….” it took a moment for him to respond, as he closed his eyes and looked forward, turning away from her. “….I said what I meant. I’d choose my friends over my own safety, and anything else’s… I don’t believe in saving just a few, but everyone. If my friends are well enough, then I can save everyone.” he then looked down at her with a sly smile and a cheeky expression. “Who ever said I’d choose you over the world?”

In that moment, the rest of the ride was a cruel rollercoaster, as Sonic just teased Amy by diving, acrobatics, tossing her up into the air to grab her again, letting her feet run on his before spinning her around and catching her again, letting her fall before scooping her up once more. His 'game’ was more a regret to Amy.

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHH!! SOOONNICCC!!!” 'anytime anything gets even a LITTLE sentimental he always ruins it like this!!! ahh!!! one day! One day you’ll respect me SOOONICCC!!!’

’……I hope she never knows…. How much of my world she really is to me…’