#lolll

Meanwhile Mecha Man has done sooo much hero work. Interviews, conferences, ads, photoshoots, community events, the whole mile. He’s spoken at funerals of the people he couldn’t save in time, he’s hung out and played with kids that don’t have powers but dream of being a hero.

Robbie’s Mecha Man was all about saving people, yes, but that’s it. Maybe he did press conferences or released merch but he didn’t do much for the community, not like Robert did. Not like Robert strived to do.

He organized and donated to charities back when he still had millions and millions of dollars from his inheritance. Programs to help people facing discrimination based on their powers or their hybrid features. Even when he’d just gotten done with saving victims from a plane and a long press conference, Robert pushes himself to continue to be active in the community. Not because of Mecha Man as a legacy but because of how good he is as a whole. He’s not doing this for anyone other than the people who need it and he doesn’t expect—no, he refuses to gain anything back from it.

The statues, the murals, the literature pieces the fans make about this man are enough for him. To see these people still care about him and love him even when he doesn’t always save everyone is enough for him.

I mean this man admitted to spending all his inheritance on this suit and yeah maybe its cause he’s carry the guilt and shame of not continuing his father’s legacy if he put the suit away but also because Robert simply wants to help people.

"i need to get pregnant."

trinity is fucking confused and just goes, "dennis.. unless i know way less about you than I think i do, you don't have a uterus. you can't get pregnant, dumbass."

and dennis just turns to her, eyes nearly bulging and voice all low, "doesn't matter. I need it. I need him, i have to get pregnant. I need his babies."

trinity is now deeply concerned. "dennis... who's 'he'?"

imagine you, an aspiring singer, starting to date the wildly influential streamer, kodzuken. you two are the definition of a picture perfect couple, and you start to make lots of content together. as a result, your career begins to take off, and kenma’s content grows in popularity,

everything’s great— until it isn’t. the relationship ends up crashing and burning in an embarrassingly public breakup.

people are devastated. video essays are made. diehard fans even claim the split is the equivalent of “parents divorcing.”

it’s a whole ordeal.

but as time passes, the wounds heal. and in true internet fashion, it becomes old news. some people still whisper about how they believe you two are soulmates, but for the most part, kenma’s chat and your comment section don’t get flooded with invasive questions about whether you two will get back together anymore.

fast forward to two years or so after the breakup, you and kenma end up growing in your respective careers. his several business ventures have grown exponentially, and you’re now selling out stadiums.

kenma doesn’t stream as much as he used to when you two were together, but he chalks it up to having to juggle so many different commitments now. fans speculate as to whether or not that’s the true reason, but as a collective, they agree that they’ll take whatever content they can get from the elusive creator.

despite not streaming as frequently, kenma still likes to indulge his audience every once in a while by hopping online. normally, he likes to decide what to play, but every once in a while, he’ll let chat decide.

tonight is one of those nights.

on a whim, he gives in to requests for him to boot up fortnite— an old favorite of his— for the first time in months.

big mistake.

the second he opens the once beloved game, he gets jumpscared by something that even his worst nightmares couldn’t have fathomed.

you.

everywhere.

to his horror, and the chat’s delight, he finds that you’ve become the poster child for fortnite’s newest campaign. your face is on the menu screen, banners of you flash in bright colors, and you’re plastered everywhere in the item shop.

they say men are constantly haunted by the ghost of their first love, and in a cruel twist of fate, it’s a saying that has become ironically true for kenma as he realizes that epic games has made you into a fucking skin.

he debates the consequences of throwing his pc into a wall, but his screen flashes with an overly excitable chat faster than he can make a decision. old fans are freaking out, new gen fans are wondering what all the fuss is about, and someone donates just to type “YOU’RE FUCKED.”

kenma has half the mind to laugh as the notification illuminates his face because he knows the donor is right.

he’s not an idiot. he knows that you’re popular now, but to be so famous that you have your own skin? he’s in absolute disbelief. there’s no way the universe hates him this much. it’s bad enough that you’re on every headline and radio station. now you’re in his favorite video game?!?!

he is so unbelievably, irrevocably fucked.

—a/n: i think that kenma’s viewers are evil and they all band together and emote on kenma with ur skin whenever they see him online.

—a/n #2: has anyone written abt this concept before. pls lmk. i would love to read it bc i giggled so hard when the thought popped in my head HAHAHA.