Mechanics?

Mechanics?

(he/him) Monty/Reader (they/them)

slight spice, pet names, slight wire play, and ambiguous ending

“And, if I were to do,” her hand dragged against his left thigh, ”this?”

Focus. Focus was hard with them RIGHT there, basically in his lap, the lights of his room just a little to bright, the sounds of the Pizza-plex right outside his door, right outside that 2-way window that spanned one entire wall of his room, luckily covered by that out of order sign and curtain.

“Now doll, I wouldn’t tease too much.” He huffed

“Just ‘cause you’re elbow deep in my wires ‘n stuff won't stop me, darlin”.

The mechanic flicked their eyes back to his wires

”mhmm, sure you definitely would risk moving with my hands on your most sensitive parts”

she pulled a set of torn wires from the top left of his inner torso and moved to connect them to his lower abdomen. The wires are blue and green in color, one holds a 5v charge, one is a sensory transmitter.Their smile was almost demonic, the wires in their hands looking like weapons at this point. Sliding the wires close to their designated spots, the mechanic connected the transmitter first, soldering it almost flawlessly.

Tap,Tap,Tap “Can you feel that” as they continuously taped the area above the gators belt

A grunt from the above gator set their plan into motion. The smile grew, giggles stifled, and hands shaking as they moved the 5v wire towards the newly connected sensory wires.

In one swift movement the mechanic connected the 5v with the newly connected sensory wires. As soon as the zap sounded the gator spazzed, his arms now constricting and his hips jumping. The mechanic held on to what they could(completely unnecessary, the gator had them in a death grip almost) laughing at his reaction.

After about 30 seconds of spazzing his body finally stilled and so did their laugh if only because of the sinful sound that left the maw of the gator. Slowly looking up they saw the gator fully falling on some type of ecstasy. Mouth open, glasses askew, and panting heavily. His grip loosened if only to fix his glasses then right back to where it had been previously, now noticeably griping your ass. You gulped, gaze shifting between his face and the wall behind him.

“Darlin, I warned you, didn’t I.”

Bumblebee wip ♡♡♡

what the robots got them small waists for

Woman

Once upon a time, a man used to pray to Lakshmi to visit him ever day,

Then he took his dagger and killed her the moment she entered his place.

They said, "It was not his fault, she was born to die."

Once upon a time, there lived a maiden by,

She was torn apart by a man she never saw before.

Her name used to be Medusa but then they made her Gorgon.

They asked," What was his fault? She was born to turn to stone."

Once upon a time, a boy cried wolf and everyone around him believed him to be true.

There also lived a woman named Cassandra, cursed by Apollo,

She always said the truth but no one ever believed her.

They said, "Oh it wasn't His fault. She was born to never be heard."

Once upon a time, the lesson on justice was taught,

And there was this girl who loved stars,

Her name was said to be Nirbhaya,

She died there in the dirt badly hurt,

They said, " It was not his fault. She should have never loved the stars."

All stories say some truth but these contain the truth of this world

She will always be killed,

She will never be seen,

She will never be heard,

She will always remain hurt.

Life is the price they paid to be a woman.

Life is the price she pays to be a woman.

By @theloudestwomanyoulleversee

Good morning💦

People who switch pronouns in songs to no-homo the situation are so funny. The idea literally never even occurred to me as a kid. Couldn’t be me. I am a woman scorned. I am a man who had his heart broken. I am a guy who hates his hometown. I’m a country boy, I’m a city girl. I’m a slut. I’m addicted to cocaine. It’s a song, man.