I adored your fic with Caine/AM/Auto and it gave me neuron activation, so I have been nonstop headcanoning and writing instead of sleeping between exams 😭 with your permission, I would love to post some ideas I’ve got for them!

Also!

A snippet of a vignette I don’t know if I’ll finish due to this semester whooping my ASS but still

“Never been dancing before?” AM smirked.

“Negative.” Auto remained ever unchanging, gloved hands rested behind his back, posture painfully straight, not a single thread out of place. He had yet to step onto the floor himself, eyes flickering close to maroon in the lighting of the ballroom. He looked like a true pinnacle of authority; the harsh white and jet black of his suit stood out against the shimmering lights of the ballroom, the occasional shine in his eyes making them appear an almost fiery red to match his handkerchief perfectly folded in his breast pocket. While others might see it as a flaunt of status, it was simply something he found himself comfortable in, as it felt and looked similar enough to his officer attire without being the uniform itself. A creature of undying habit.

“Well, no time like the present!” Caine grinned as he slid his way around Auto to face him, grin bright with hair slicked back and face properly trimmed, his suit of glittery black and gold a stark contrast to Auto’s own. “You, my fine fellow, are going to be bombarded by the best basic boogies your eye has ever seen!” And off Caine went.

Auto simply stepped after him.

AM followed with a soft, lightly affectionate groan toward Caine. “I assume you know you don’t have to dance.”

“Affirmative.”

“And do you plan to?”

Auto watched Caine clamber around the dance floor with renewed vigor at his sudden mission, collecting whatever he could wherever he could for his impromptu dance lessons. He didn’t answer right away; he had already ventured out quite a bit for the night - perhaps too much for his liking - yet there was still one hour and thirty six minutes before the designated end of this foray. He may be able to humor the youngest of the company, if only to keep relations of the group at an optimal level. He could devote twelve minutes to a few trivial dances. Seventeen, if he was feeling more generous closer to the end of the time.

“Affirmative.”

AM let out an incredulous, surprised laugh. “Really?”

Never one to repeat himself, Auto only continued on.

“I thought I’d never see the day.” AM walked alongside him, head tilted to the side to get a better look at Auto. “Auto, of all people, willing to do something other than brood in a corner. I suppose old dogs like us can be taught new tricks.”

Hope you have a fine day!!!

You're for sure allowed to post your ideas. Would love to be tagged so I can read it! Make sure you take care of yourself and get rest for your studies too ❤️.