Just here to vibe

Thank you Team Cherry for giving my girl rabies.

I’m going to have to explain how this came about, trust me it’s interesting (to me).

An uncommon but somewhat toxic point that I have seen brought up before is the idea that Yuri is the only appeal, and most Lacenet shippers would give it a wide berth if Lace were a man. This is incorrect. (For me, at least.)

YQY/LQG, YQY/LBH, YQY/MQF... they have so much potential not only as lovers, but as friends/colleagues

or YQY/LBH could have interesting master/discple dynamics

I've made this post some time ago that lightly touches upon it, because yeah I don't really like the ,,feels pleasure from just touching its cogs". Stopping its cogs to cause pleasure is even more mind shatteringly wrong-feel to me. My brain is too logic bound for it all.

But TL;DR/more relevant info expanded: With tumblr user crowiin's idea as the initial building block, Sec can essentially feel Hornet's own pleasure, thanks to Hornet fixing its silklines with her own (I've had it be specifically the silk in its spine which was never meant to be replaced, to give their situation some specific exclusivity and an explanation why Net can influence them so much while Meemaw Hereslf struggles to).

It works on the basis that silk is a spun Soul. Soul is a part of the bug's existence and while the HK universe treats it more like water or air (entering and leaving the body, can be divided, one can drink/inject it, doesn't present itself as A Person like a little ghost or something), we can either bullshit this in or say that Silkflies carry something of their previous lives and well, They are purely soul-made so why can't silk carry something with it, too?

Hornet's silk inside Sec transports her feelings and state of being to it- like being hurt and scared, or in this case horny/pleasured by something and interested- influencing it quite firmly but not completely to experience the same mood/sensations. So:

From a Bible abiding holy soldier we get A Freak By Association through DIY Soulmate shenanigans.

A TERRIBLE thing for Sec. Hornet never fails to absolutely Wreck its learned status quos. God help it, it cannot stop self-reflecting and having an existential crisis. However, she's chill 'n cool 'n cleverly capable, it likes her quite a lot and wants that connection to Somebody real bad, so sure. Let's get down to business. It might be fine and there's certainly a way to repent la- oh that was the best time it ever had, the fuck...

And it was the best for Net, too, because I like to think the connection kind of transports her wants(/intention of desire) to Sec, too, so not only can it pinpoint the sweet spots like a hawk 'cause it feels heightened pleasure just like her the moment they are touched, she doesn't even have to tell it what she'd like for it to do next after they get over the initial "first time doing this organic thing" confusion. She can begin to form the thought, ,,Hmm. It'd be very neat if they now cuddled into my neck and caressed my sides." and Sec is Already burying its face under her chin, fingertips brushing down from her ribs to hips as if it was its own idea.

Some other ,,pleasure for Sec" things that my logic plagued brain permits: • The feathers - they aren't real feathers but rather silk-made. Like real antennae, their job is to gather information about Sec's surroundings, therefore are sensitive. The silk means they are connected directly to its Mind Rune (the thing in my headcanons is basically Sec's brain/centre of self interwined with The Directive) or silkflies (emotion-suggestion centres and past life databoxes basically). Caressing them feels nice or electrifying to Sec. • Vulnerability - while cog/wireplay isn't able to 100% immerse me, what I *do* really like about the whole deal is the vulnerability this armored killer machine thing subjects itself to, in face of a real potential danger that Hornet could be. And in turn that Hornet subjects herself to a risk of injury right back, sticking her crushable organic hands or maybe even her Face in there. I imagine it'd get a sort of lightheaded feeling from this- or y'know that raw feel in your chest after having a Real good big cry? The sort that feels like you've been torn open and spilled out on the floor. Smells like the air after a storm- fresh and ionized and penetrating. It isn't *meant* to expose itself like this, allow just Anybody inside it, and yet here's Hornet, not only Not-Architect, but also a *foreigner*- her hands clinging to the rims of its chest hatch, leaning in, lips brushing over the casing of its heart, teeth lightly scraping. She could easily kill the Citadel's man-made apex predator right there, and the loving and trusting idiot *lets* her have that power. It even Invites her to have it. Absolutely batshit insane.

Being made of metal it can't feel when it's touched or caressed, but emotionally it can feel the satisfaction and warmth of a lover's embrace.

You fuckin' get me, bratán. Dab me up.

Like- if fucking is mindbreaking physical satisfaction and making love is physical + emotional satisfaction (as in connection, completion by a sort of fusion of two individuals, where vulnerability allows for direct and barrier-free sharing of gentle love and adoration), then what Sec would be going through here is that specific emotional satisfaction without the physical one.

And that drives me a bit up the wall considering my take on them is that it Has the capability to be very emotion-sensitive, but it shuts all of that down for the sake of its duty and wants/expectations of its higher ups. Hornet cracks its self-imposed prison open and straight up yanks it out with the most intense feeling one can give to another in the entire existence. It is outright impossible for it to not get choked up and weak in the face of her and submit to the part of itself it has been stomping into the ground. It just ought to be too overwhelming!

And it's kind of uncomfortable in the sense that this isn't in its comfort zone and it's unfamiliar and its whole existence is based around hiding behind armor, keeping things Out and it's just been completely stripped of all that by this, but at the *same time* it's such an indescribable relief. It's freedom and seeing, feeling, knowing itself and there's that complete certainty of trust in Hornet that Can be blind Because it's so utterly safe with her. She is the warm soft hand freeing an eel tangled in a spiked wire fence.

FUCK yes that fic a fucken' BANGER and I swear to God as soon as I have an ounce of proper free time I'm going to write a million explorations about Sennet...

God their relationship is so very juicy to me because I love writing and exploring characters who don't experience pleasure and/or attraction in the traditional sense; both because it's just interesting and also it feels like being able to put a lense over the idea of what it means to be human. (And maybe it's my own asexuality causing me to connect with the ideas more deeply, admittedly...)

Like; the idea that fulfillment or pleasure can be derived from a meriad of different ways fascinates me.

The idea that Second Sentinel does not need to physically feel anything to enjoy the physical aspects of a relationship; nor does their inability to do so make them any less human or make it any less enjoyable to them.

And I love thinking about it from Hornet's perspective too; here she has a partner who experiences pleasure in a way that is very, perhaps even fundamentally, different from her. She has to learn how to understand that; find what does make this enjoyable for Sec and adapt and learn to meet their needs!

(and even better that the way she best meets Sec's needs is through total surrender and openness; the better she feels, the more utterly and totally disarmed and satisfied, the more emotional delight and satisfaction Sec gets. So, to meet her partner's desires, she must totally open herself up, trust them completely (which of course gives Sec the Emotional Bomb of being trusted so completely) and you wind with a lovely little feedback loop)

Ugh, what really gets me about all this is how their union could happen only when they'd let go of their defensive mechanisms (rooted in trauma/bad environment?). Sec has to confront its imperfection as Citadel's murder guard machine. It is in fact Not anything like its best friend/dearest sibling First no matter how much it has tried to be like Fir, and with the narrative the Citadel pushes, this means it's a sinful failure. It's good for nothing and should be taken apart before it starts posing issues to its creators. But here's Hornet explicitly seeking that part of it, embracing it, smiling at it, relishing in it. And, judging by the most rampant Hornet characterization in the fandom (with which I only half agree), to ask Hornet to surrender control and disarm herself is almost like asking lava not to scorch. Once she might have been a gracious princess with gallant battle skills, but she was marred by a *divine plague*. That thing gets me so much with her. She might have not gotten infected, might've lost all her parents/caretakers (which Could be at least argued to be inevitable for normal bugs), she Also had to face something that completely destroyed the world she belonged to, that made her reduce herself into a trapper, a hunter. Prawling undergrowth like some beast. To ask of a beast, traumatized and wounded one, to let down its claws is just... Phooo, that's a lot.

And despite these being things they do to survive, they- somehow- agree to give them up for each other. So they can make each other feel good, but predominantly to allow the other one to love them. It's to accept love again.

Like yeah, the- the stronger bond with them. That trust (and involvement in figuring stuff out) needed gets them together from so many different angles. It's fucking -clenches fist- Exceptional. In a way both putting their differences aside and embracing them and finding intrigue and joy from them.

Sec is so wildly different from anyone who Hornet had been with before and I can't imagine her being anything but excited, curious and eager to figure Sec out. It'd be all brand new and in a way a new type of relationship- this might as well count as her first time again. Which is nice in the way that it's a sort of... my english is failing me, pardon- like a parting between what Was with mortal regular mates she's found and this murder toaster who Will be able to stay with her for as long as she upkeeps it and it'll want to. Buddy is very much a new chapter for her.

The tells would be Sec turning into one of those bell tambourines from how much its armor/components clank together as it shivers in its boots. Additionally, capt'n "would unflinchingly stare down an erupting volcano" suddenly starts averting its gaze or straight up hiding its face in its hand. From a cold, discplined standing still and firm not seeking touch attitude, it crumbles into a slouch, hands seeking to just hold on to its Hunter, to ground itself, to connect to her- out of confusion and desperation for something concrete, because of the metaphorical bridge she opens up to it and it wanting, needing to cross it to be with her. I think hugs would be all the rage for it in such moments. This whole thing dismantles Sec internally/emotionally, so it would be very Rad if it started looking dismantled physically as well.

beware the lacenet discourse under the cut. if this is a rage bait ask then ok fine you got me I spent I think two hours putting this together.

Like people; the entire point of Lace's character is she was forced into the role of a child, and if she ever, ever, strayed out of that role she would meet the same fate as her sibling.

One of the main themes of entire game is motherhood and how one approaches loving their children, as well as the reason one becomes a mother.

Hornet's mothers; the desire to create life simply for it's sake. To love a child as their own person, to help them grow and make them feel safe and teach them how to be a person. And when the times comes for them to leave, rejoice and let them go, having done your best to prepare them for all the world has to offer.

Then there's Grand Mother Silk, the antithesis of this; the desire to create life for selfish reasons. The want to be loved and adored, and creating a child, which unconditionally loves and adores their parent naturally, solely for this reason. And stifling that child from growing, for fear that when they become independent they may choose to leave.

It's selflessness vs. selfishness. Growth vs. stagnation. Unconditional love vs. Conditional care.

True motherhood vs. a crude, vicious facsimile of motherhood.

>look inside

I've made this post some time ago that lightly touches upon it, because yeah I don't really like the ,,feels pleasure from just touching its cogs". Stopping its cogs to cause pleasure is even more mind shatteringly wrong-feel to me. My brain is too logic bound for it all.

But TL;DR/more relevant info expanded: With tumblr user crowiin's idea as the initial building block, Sec can essentially feel Hornet's own pleasure, thanks to Hornet fixing its silklines with her own (I've had it be specifically the silk in its spine which was never meant to be replaced, to give their situation some specific exclusivity and an explanation why Net can influence them so much while Meemaw Hereslf struggles to).

It works on the basis that silk is a spun Soul. Soul is a part of the bug's existence and while the HK universe treats it more like water or air (entering and leaving the body, can be divided, one can drink/inject it, doesn't present itself as A Person like a little ghost or something), we can either bullshit this in or say that Silkflies carry something of their previous lives and well, They are purely soul-made so why can't silk carry something with it, too?

Hornet's silk inside Sec transports her feelings and state of being to it- like being hurt and scared, or in this case horny/pleasured by something and interested- influencing it quite firmly but not completely to experience the same mood/sensations. So:

From a Bible abiding holy soldier we get A Freak By Association through DIY Soulmate shenanigans.

A TERRIBLE thing for Sec. Hornet never fails to absolutely Wreck its learned status quos. God help it, it cannot stop self-reflecting and having an existential crisis. However, she's chill 'n cool 'n cleverly capable, it likes her quite a lot and wants that connection to Somebody real bad, so sure. Let's get down to business. It might be fine and there's certainly a way to repent la- oh that was the best time it ever had, the fuck...

And it was the best for Net, too, because I like to think the connection kind of transports her wants(/intention of desire) to Sec, too, so not only can it pinpoint the sweet spots like a hawk 'cause it feels heightened pleasure just like her the moment they are touched, she doesn't even have to tell it what she'd like for it to do next after they get over the initial "first time doing this organic thing" confusion. She can begin to form the thought, ,,Hmm. It'd be very neat if they now cuddled into my neck and caressed my sides." and Sec is Already burying its face under her chin, fingertips brushing down from her ribs to hips as if it was its own idea.

Some other ,,pleasure for Sec" things that my logic plagued brain permits: • The feathers - they aren't real feathers but rather silk-made. Like real antennae, their job is to gather information about Sec's surroundings, therefore are sensitive. The silk means they are connected directly to its Mind Rune (the thing in my headcanons is basically Sec's brain/centre of self interwined with The Directive) or silkflies (emotion-suggestion centres and past life databoxes basically). Caressing them feels nice or electrifying to Sec. • Vulnerability - while cog/wireplay isn't able to 100% immerse me, what I *do* really like about the whole deal is the vulnerability this armored killer machine thing subjects itself to, in face of a real potential danger that Hornet could be. And in turn that Hornet subjects herself to a risk of injury right back, sticking her crushable organic hands or maybe even her Face in there. I imagine it'd get a sort of lightheaded feeling from this- or y'know that raw feel in your chest after having a Real good big cry? The sort that feels like you've been torn open and spilled out on the floor. Smells like the air after a storm- fresh and ionized and penetrating. It isn't *meant* to expose itself like this, allow just Anybody inside it, and yet here's Hornet, not only Not-Architect, but also a *foreigner*- her hands clinging to the rims of its chest hatch, leaning in, lips brushing over the casing of its heart, teeth lightly scraping. She could easily kill the Citadel's man-made apex predator right there, and the loving and trusting idiot *lets* her have that power. It even Invites her to have it. Absolutely batshit insane.

Being made of metal it can't feel when it's touched or caressed, but emotionally it can feel the satisfaction and warmth of a lover's embrace.

You fuckin' get me, bratán. Dab me up.

Like- if fucking is mindbreaking physical satisfaction and making love is physical + emotional satisfaction (as in connection, completion by a sort of fusion of two individuals, where vulnerability allows for direct and barrier-free sharing of gentle love and adoration), then what Sec would be going through here is that specific emotional satisfaction without the physical one.

And that drives me a bit up the wall considering my take on them is that it Has the capability to be very emotion-sensitive, but it shuts all of that down for the sake of its duty and wants/expectations of its higher ups. Hornet cracks its self-imposed prison open and straight up yanks it out with the most intense feeling one can give to another in the entire existence. It is outright impossible for it to not get choked up and weak in the face of her and submit to the part of itself it has been stomping into the ground. It just ought to be too overwhelming!

And it's kind of uncomfortable in the sense that this isn't in its comfort zone and it's unfamiliar and its whole existence is based around hiding behind armor, keeping things Out and it's just been completely stripped of all that by this, but at the *same time* it's such an indescribable relief. It's freedom and seeing, feeling, knowing itself and there's that complete certainty of trust in Hornet that Can be blind Because it's so utterly safe with her. She is the warm soft hand freeing an eel tangled in a spiked wire fence.

FUCK yes that fic a fucken' BANGER and I swear to God as soon as I have an ounce of proper free time I'm going to write a million explorations about Sennet...

God their relationship is so very juicy to me because I love writing and exploring characters who don't experience pleasure and/or attraction in the traditional sense; both because it's just interesting and also it feels like being able to put a lense over the idea of what it means to be human. (And maybe it's my own asexuality causing me to connect with the ideas more deeply, admittedly...)

Like; the idea that fulfillment or pleasure can be derived from a meriad of different ways fascinates me.

The idea that Second Sentinel does not need to physically feel anything to enjoy the physical aspects of a relationship; nor does their inability to do so make them any less human or make it any less enjoyable to them.

And I love thinking about it from Hornet's perspective too; here she has a partner who experiences pleasure in a way that is very, perhaps even fundamentally, different from her. She has to learn how to understand that; find what does make this enjoyable for Sec and adapt and learn to meet their needs!

(and even better that the way she best meets Sec's needs is through total surrender and openness; the better she feels, the more utterly and totally disarmed and satisfied, the more emotional delight and satisfaction Sec gets. So, to meet her partner's desires, she must totally open herself up, trust them completely (which of course gives Sec the Emotional Bomb of being trusted so completely) and you wind with a lovely little feedback loop)

I've made this post some time ago that lightly touches upon it, because yeah I don't really like the ,,feels pleasure from just touching its cogs". Stopping its cogs to cause pleasure is even more mind shatteringly wrong-feel to me. My brain is too logic bound for it all.

But TL;DR/more relevant info expanded: With tumblr user crowiin's idea as the initial building block, Sec can essentially feel Hornet's own pleasure, thanks to Hornet fixing its silklines with her own (I've had it be specifically the silk in its spine which was never meant to be replaced, to give their situation some specific exclusivity and an explanation why Net can influence them so much while Meemaw Hereslf struggles to).

It works on the basis that silk is a spun Soul. Soul is a part of the bug's existence and while the HK universe treats it more like water or air (entering and leaving the body, can be divided, one can drink/inject it, doesn't present itself as A Person like a little ghost or something), we can either bullshit this in or say that Silkflies carry something of their previous lives and well, They are purely soul-made so why can't silk carry something with it, too?

Hornet's silk inside Sec transports her feelings and state of being to it- like being hurt and scared, or in this case horny/pleasured by something and interested- influencing it quite firmly but not completely to experience the same mood/sensations. So:

From a Bible abiding holy soldier we get A Freak By Association through DIY Soulmate shenanigans.

A TERRIBLE thing for Sec. Hornet never fails to absolutely Wreck its learned status quos. God help it, it cannot stop self-reflecting and having an existential crisis. However, she's chill 'n cool 'n cleverly capable, it likes her quite a lot and wants that connection to Somebody real bad, so sure. Let's get down to business. It might be fine and there's certainly a way to repent la- oh that was the best time it ever had, the fuck...

And it was the best for Net, too, because I like to think the connection kind of transports her wants(/intention of desire) to Sec, too, so not only can it pinpoint the sweet spots like a hawk 'cause it feels heightened pleasure just like her the moment they are touched, she doesn't even have to tell it what she'd like for it to do next after they get over the initial "first time doing this organic thing" confusion. She can begin to form the thought, ,,Hmm. It'd be very neat if they now cuddled into my neck and caressed my sides." and Sec is Already burying its face under her chin, fingertips brushing down from her ribs to hips as if it was its own idea.

Some other ,,pleasure for Sec" things that my logic plagued brain permits: • The feathers - they aren't real feathers but rather silk-made. Like real antennae, their job is to gather information about Sec's surroundings, therefore are sensitive. The silk means they are connected directly to its Mind Rune (the thing in my headcanons is basically Sec's brain/centre of self interwined with The Directive) or silkflies (emotion-suggestion centres and past life databoxes basically). Caressing them feels nice or electrifying to Sec. • Vulnerability - while cog/wireplay isn't able to 100% immerse me, what I *do* really like about the whole deal is the vulnerability this armored killer machine thing subjects itself to, in face of a real potential danger that Hornet could be. And in turn that Hornet subjects herself to a risk of injury right back, sticking her crushable organic hands or maybe even her Face in there. I imagine it'd get a sort of lightheaded feeling from this- or y'know that raw feel in your chest after having a Real good big cry? The sort that feels like you've been torn open and spilled out on the floor. Smells like the air after a storm- fresh and ionized and penetrating. It isn't *meant* to expose itself like this, allow just Anybody inside it, and yet here's Hornet, not only Not-Architect, but also a *foreigner*- her hands clinging to the rims of its chest hatch, leaning in, lips brushing over the casing of its heart, teeth lightly scraping. She could easily kill the Citadel's man-made apex predator right there, and the loving and trusting idiot *lets* her have that power. It even Invites her to have it. Absolutely batshit insane.

Being made of metal it can't feel when it's touched or caressed, but emotionally it can feel the satisfaction and warmth of a lover's embrace.

PROPAGANDA:

[Gambit]

"Beautiful con-man, has done bad things he is trying to atone to, can turn anything into bombs and chose playing cards then became a gambler to stay on theme, I personally want to see him pregnant."

[Yue Qingyuan]