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orseymon · 7 months
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Hi! ❣️ How did you meet Megatronus?
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apollosgiftofprophecy · 2 months
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I never understood the hype around Orion X Artemis.
Like...she's a virgin goddess? She has stated, very clearly, that she wants nothing to do with marriage, or romantic relationships. Aphrodite literally has zero (0) power over her.
Now...if you really want that genre of relationship tho...
Orion X Apollo is right there, you know?👀
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spotsupstuff · 9 months
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Is Orions Pathways helmet apart of their puppet or is it separate from em? They’re so smiley :D
Also does this mean they have constellations like Orion, the Big Dipper, etc, as well as a North Star in the spotto-verse?
post-war it is a permanent part of his puppet! (here's a post where I talked about him n his lore already, just in case you haven't seen it yet!) before all that he looked smth like
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and hmmmm...... good question- cuz, see, Orion's name here is originally inspired by a czech chocolate and it Could be that in-universe hunter Orion strictly lives on in the myths/legends rather than on the sky as well, so it doesn't necessarily have to mean that 🤔
but i will not lie when i say i don't really feel like making a giant world building surrounding constalletions... even though maybe...... they can have the same constellations name-wise but let's say their shapes are different (just like animals are kind of physically strange in the RW world)! with maybe some unique ones that fit their world/folk gods and stories better. and they absolutely have a North Star if only cuz the concept of a guiding star is so beautiful and useful
oooooooh what if their north star has companions... five stars positioned very close to the celestial pole, with the middle one being almost almost dead centre and That one is the guide
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adharastarlight · 8 months
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Sirius owned jewellery that was probably worth millions and he just had no idea because it was just family heirlooms and shit, and Remus looked up a piece at one point out of curiosity and started policing where Sirius randomly put down said jewellery because he was awful at keeping it in proper boxes
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Witcher, Metal Version
Ever since I stumbled across Orion's Reign I was wondering which metal bands or artists have made songs about The Witcher. By which I mean game and books, so you will not find Dan Vasc's (really good!) version of "Toss a coin" on this list. There are, however, some bands or artists that made metal versions of soundtrack pieces, and some of those are listed here, too. A good source to bands with Witcher themes is this reddit post, btw! Without further ado, here it goes: Metal Witcher songs! (And if you have additions, reblog this post with them, please!)
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BG's "Blood of the Elves" is the latest I know of dealing with Witcher themes. It is, of course, about Ciri. Also Blind Guardian are - I'm sorry I'm saying this so often - one of my top fav bands, so they are the first on this list :)
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Yes, "Elder Blood" by Orion's Reign is dealing with the same topic. Dan Vasc is the singer here ;) I simply love his voice, and the song is epic!
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Vader must have been one of the first, if not THE first, metal bands to cover a Witcher theme. Rightfully so, they are polish... "Sword of the Witcher" is about the first game.
What else can you expect from a band named "Kaer Morhen" than epic songs? This is, according to the "Encyclopedia Metallum", an instrumental duo, so this is basically symphonic metal (or, as they call the genre, "Epic Symphonic Metal", ok). This song covers the game theme for Kaer Morhen and enhances it in an awesome way!
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Skar has a couple of Witcher metal covers. This is "The Wolven Storm". Check out this guy, he has awesome songs!
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Miracle of Sound is another really, really cool project with many songs inspired by video games. There are a couple of Witcher songs, this one's the "Wake The White Wolf - Metal Version" (it takes a bit to get "metal" but it's really neat!).
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"Wild Hunt" by German band Oversense is a sadly widely unknown song with a very nice melody and lyrics about Geralt. Their song "White Wolf" is also really nice!
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Can you imagine me finding out there's this band "Hekseblad" with a couple of Witcher songs, including "The White Flame?" Yeah, sadly it's Trash metal, which I don't really like... but thanks folks, now I know there is an Emhyr song. Wow.
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We can NOT, of course, miss out Percival Schuttenbach, which is also known as just Percival, but does a bit of different music with both projects. Percival Schuttenbach, however, is considered "Folk Metal".
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Midgard is a Ukrainian metal band, this is "The Witcher". Whenever you hear them sing two similar words in a row, it's "Белый волк", meaning "White Wolf".
I really like Elvenking (check out "Black Roses For The Wicked One!") and I was thrilled to find they have a song about the Wild Hunt!
If you're hooked now, but not that much into metal - no prob, there's a lot of witcher inspired folk music out there. Check your favorite streaming service for Myrkur's cover of "Lullaby of Woe", and definitely look for Gingertail's epic covers, especially "The Wolven Storm". There are also a LOT of "Toss a Coin" covers, if that is your thing, I'd suggest to start with Dan Vasc but also look into the really good guitar version by  Luca Stricagnoli.
Here's my list with more Witcher songs, non-metal!
More Metal songs, Eastern edition!
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princesslocket · 1 year
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Blue Stardust + King's Baton
Okay but why are they so pretty when put together?! Like I need these two hissatsu (tactics) to be played at the exact same time in a match!
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solace-stars · 2 years
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i want more fics (or fic recs pls) about the black brothers realizing they have trauma
cause like. it took me 17 years of life to connect my eating problems to my early childhood. and sure, maybe that’s more subtle than physical abuse but do you know what’s also subtle? manipulation and emotional/verbal abuse
how long did it take them to realize all the subtle tactics that were supplied to keep them in line? i refuse to believe orion and walburga didn’t twist sirius and regulus’ minds in order for their gain, that they didn’t pit the brothers against each other to stop them from realizing the bigger picture of walburga and orion being the bad ones, not their brother
if the black family really was a family of slytherins, of subtlety striking at the exact right moment, achieving their goal at any cost, i bet you it wasn’t until the much later years of hogwarts and maybe not even until much later after that (rip regulus) that they realized the full extent of the childhood abuse they suffered
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koiinoborii · 1 year
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I just think he'd make a pretty vampire
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spatio-rift · 1 year
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suddenly remembered that haizakis jersey number in raimon is 14 canonically specifically because kidous number in raimon was also 14. (ascends to the heavens)
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lord-squiggletits · 2 years
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Zeta's influence on the course of OP's life is so, so fucking important, but then the actual screen time he gets is of him being Obvious Bad Guy and the only way characters ever talk about him is "Zeta acted like he was progressive but he was really just the same as the rest" so the effect is that the narrative TELLS US that Zeta was Orion's mentor and made him who he is, but doesn't actually show us why that would be the case or HOW he made Orion the way he is. In fact it basically says that everyone knew Zeta sucked leaving us wondering what the hell Orion even saw in him to follow him for so long.
It really sucks considering that IDW already had a well written mentor/student relationship that also only had a few pages dedicated to it: Megatron and Terminus. All the flashbacks with Megatron and Terminus makes it very clear the person he was before Terminus (believed in collective action and didn't believe he should hold power as The One Leader), it shows what Terminus taught Megatron (that people need strong leaders in order to stay on course, and if Megatron truly wants revolution he needs to seize control), it shows us that Terminus had a vital hand in Megatron's life (by disseminating his writings via the corpses of miners). Then, the rest of the story of Megatron's life makes it clear that his change from the shy pacifist miner to the tyrannical and controlling warlord was partially informed by the ideas Terminus gave him. It shows us a CHANGE in Megatron's mindset that happened AS A DIRECT RESULT OF TERMINUS in a way that shows Megatron didn't see himself as the One Leader of the Revolution until Terminus suggested it to him!
(Using Megatron is sheerly for the sake of a convenient example of a similar character, not me saying that they were intentionally connected or that Megatron's characterization came at the price of Optimus'.)
Meanwhile, all we know about Orion and Zeta was that Zeta helped Orion while he was on the run from the Senate, Zeta somehow became Prime (we literally don't know how), and made Orion his security enforcer. And then we go from Orion saying "I'll always follow you" as Zeta acts normal in one flashback to Zeta basically saying "fascist propaganda is good actually, btw I might entrust you with the Primacy one day" while Orion looks away from him in obvious doubt.
Where is the Zeta Orion was supposed to look up to? Was Zeta being honest when he said the Primacy could be his one day, or was he just trying to manipulate Orion? But how would the latter make sense when Orion has never coveted the Primacy in his life and was clearly more content with being a follower than a leader? What did Zeta do to make Orion trust him so much??? Why are we told that Zeta "made [OP] who he is" when the only change OP seemed to undergo due to Zeta was going from happy to doubtful to serve? How did this change Orion's behavior at all? He was already a good leader, he was already a good fighter. What the fuck did Zeta do to make him who he is? What mentorship did he give him??? Why did the story never fucking tell us any of this??? Why did they decide to write Zeta as the most obviously evil bastard ever and think it would make sense for the virtuous Orion to follow him??? Why was one of the principal characters of the entire franchise given a "mentor" who "made him who he is" yet said character's relationship with OP is almost entirely based on OP doubting him most of the time? WHY IS THE STORY TELLING ME THESE THINGS INSTEAD OF SHOWING THEM???
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orseymon · 3 months
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I'm in the process, my dear
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tfrinpin · 2 months
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Hullo. I am amongst the living.
This little idea kept nagging at me, so here we are: TFP where Op goes ✨FERAL✨
So y’know that whole shtick about “they had a secret relationship all along?” Well this is sort of like that, basically— yes, Megs and Op have had a secret relationship ever since the Orion arc. Megs kept in contact because he missed Optimus SO MUCH. And the war has been going on for so long. Also they can fix Cybertron together. But MOSTLY Megs missed Optimus.
Things go along, now they’re definitely considering peace time and even drafting a treaty to share with their respective factions.
But a little bump in the road comes in the form of someone that Megs DID NOT expect to see— MegaZarak. And instead of Zarak heavily injures Optimus or tortures him, like a previous idea I’ve had before— I’ve thought of something a little more heart wrenching. Shit goes down right when Prime and Megs are about to establish peace: Zarak beats out Megs from the title as leader of the Decepticons. He retreats, and escapes via ground ridge thanks to Optimus and the crew. Knockout, BreakDown, SW, and DreadWing follow after him, ever the loyal soldiers (and they also dont want to deal with Zarak). But Optimus gets nabbed just before he jumps through the ground bridge, and he’s now a prisoner to Zarak. So to fuck with Megs even more, Zarak uses the Botched Synthetic Energon to make Op go FERAL.
Like he’s a literal beast on a leash, fangs and all— and Megs, when staging a rescue operation, is torn because he doesnt want to hurt Op, but he has no choice because OP IS FERAL AND HE WILL LITERALLY GET HIS FACE RIPPED OFF. Optimus’ optics are the striking green just like when Ratchet messed around with it earlier on in the series. (Don’t do drugs kids)
He’s got Optimus pinned and he’s trying disparately to pierce through the feral veil that’s blinding the Prime. And there’s a small, tiny moment where Optimus calms down, and his optics flash blue. He tries to speak but his words are staticky and jumbled. Megs reaches out a soothing hand over Op’s face, but unfortunately the touching moment is short lived when Optimus’ optics flash green again, and he goes back to fighting like a rabid animal.
Megs has no choice to knock Optimus out and take him to the wreckage of the Harbinger where both bots and cons have established a new base since the one is Jasper got blown to bits. So Megs is looking through the cell door of the brig, watching as a feral Op is chained to a wall, snarling, growling, and trying to rid himself of his bindings. Ratchet establishes that it’ll probably take days, maybe WEEKS to flush the botched synthetic energon from Prime’s frame. Megs, ever the stubborn mech, refuses to give up on his Prime— so he sits, and waits, and assists where he can in order to bring his Prime back to himself.
So yeah, an idea where Optimus is pretty much having to be treated like a wild beast the whole time until they can get the botched synth energon out of him.
You’re welcome.
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catboy-joyfriend · 2 years
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love me some dark aus i am very excited
Yeah! I'm still deciding on specifics like when each of the three would have died and cause of death, but they're each attached to Zayn for one reason or another
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hamlets-ak · 20 days
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it’s still early in this world, do you hear me ? ༊*·˚
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༘♡ we spoke in tongues, in fingertips, in teeth
in which timothée wants you to stay
*18+, minors DNI, sexual themes & references, romantic dynamic, established relationship, consent
Orion’s gold sword scattered and spilt aloft dust from your dreams as your senses became conscious of the present.
The slow, steady beats of his heart echoed through your ears, spreading an incomparable sense of warmth and safety to your unsettled mind. You buried your head deep in the crook of his neck, refusing to face the blinding morning sun rays, and sank into the person who consumed your dreams and your reality.
White auroral lights swam between tangled bodies, caressing any uncovered parts. You had to flutter at the feeling of your eyes drinking the day. Your cheek nuzzled closer, asking for refuge until your lips slowly found his soft skin.
Timothée was still lost between dreams, his eyes sealed, too tightly to let the light in, and his lips parted, breathing in the day. Sprawled out on his back, he had one arm around you, fingers resting on your shoulder, holding you throughout his sleep, afraid you’d dissolve into the night.
As you watched him sleeping, with his head tilted to your side and his chest rising and falling to the sound of his breathing, you wanted nothing more than to lick the sleep off his eyes. But he looked so serene, so peaceful and unbothered, you couldn’t help but keep staring at him like he was the most beautiful landscape.
The colours of the sun reflected on his face - and you wondered whether or not he could feel the light piercing his skin. A smile curled up on your mouth and you brushed a kiss on his neck before detaching from his body. Balanced on your elbow, with head resting on your shoulder, you observed him as time went by, drinking in every little detail.
You brought your fingers to his forehead, fiddling with a stubborn curl that was concealing his eyes. Slowly, your gaze slid lower and you let your finger run gently to the small bump of his nose, tracing all the way down to his Cupid’s bow, and then lined the soft curves of his mouth.
Timothée grinned and his lips tried to catch your finger.
« You’re always doing that, » he rumbled from the deepest parts of his throat, bringing you a small smile.
« Because I know that’s what wakes you up, » you whispered and he peeked his eyes open.
« And you wanted to wake me up ? Cruel… » A wolfish grin appeared on your face as Timothée tilted his head and pressed a kiss on your mouth, the first of the day. « Good morning… », he murmured, voice still groggy and sleep-filled.
« Mornin’… » He turned around on his stomach and hugged you, burring his face close. « Slept well ? »
« Mmm... Better. »
« Better ? »
« Yeah... Because you’re here. » You laughed, truly happy chortle as he covered his smile on your pillow.
Hypnotized by the warmth, you stayed there for a while, feeling the sun gliding and soaking in your skin. Timothée simply gazed at you in silence.
With his breath against your skin, you fell into the heavy air your bodies erected. You held his shoulder tight and rubbed the smooth, glistering skin, fingers tracing the curves of his muscles and the slope of his nape.
« Timmy, » you said softly and tried to catch his cheek with your lips. As if knowing what you were about to say, he snuggled closer, bringing one leg between yours to keep you there. « Tim, I should get going. »
« I think you should stay, » he mumbled, his mouth falling on your neck, leaving wet traces on everything it touched. He idly cupped your cheek and turned your head in his direction to kiss you.
« I can’t. »
« You could… »
« I can’t. »
Timothée looked at you for a moment and then hovered over you, trapping you between his arms. He stared at you under a pair of furrowed brows.
« No ? » You shook your head as Tim pressed his lips on yours. « Come on, stay… »
Your hands sank into his hair and he leaned into your touch, letting his eyes seal in delight when you pulled back curls that were still tangled with the night. You smiled, pressing soft kisses on the edge of his mouth and Timothée bent his head for you, allowing your lips to explore his chin, his jaw, his neck. 
« I really can’t... », you whispered. He lowered his head to catch your lips.
« Come on, it’s nice and snug... And you look pretty in the morning... », he mumbled as mouths merged and blended into one. « Just stay... »
Your fingers held him back for a moment. Maybe it was the way the sun lit his face at that partucular moment causing his eyes to squint, or his skin that felt so warm against yours and softer than usual, but suddenly he was very convincing.
A smile stretched on your face at his attempts to catch your lips and he chuckled, his breath coming out heavy, once you let him reach your mouth.
Still having you in a mock wrestling position, Timothée leaned down and bit the side of your lips, slowly following the tilt of your neck and your collarbones. His mouth dropped lower and lower on your sternum giving it soft-mouth bites.
« I want you so bad. »
He breathed in your aroma, tongue swirling over your chest, overwhelmed by your scent. Your neck stretched back by his kisses and you closed your eyes as Tim brought his lips to yours again, this time deeper with fevered, blazing desire.
« You want me ? », your tongue lolled out on a salacious kiss. « Prove it. »
« You want me to prove it ? », Timothée murmured softly, a small grin hanging from his mouth as you stared at him.
His fingers moved to the crook of your neck and tipped your head on the mattress. He kneeled lower on your body, hot breath panting against your skin and tongue tracing road maps. His hands slid to your sides, desperately trying to memorize every inch of you and you gasped at his touch.
A ghostly smile appeared on his lips as he bit your navel and placed wet kisses over your stomach, letting them one by one vanish in the air. He held your hips tightly, squeezing every part of you helplessly while his fingers slowly wandered between your thighs making your whole body tense and your breath hitch in anticipation.
You pulled his hair back, chest rising and falling heavily. Timothée glanced at you all flushed, diabolically angelic looking, as he sucked the notch of your hips and settled between your legs, his shoulders rubbing your knees.
He kissed your legs, lips going higher on the apex and you whimpered, stretching your head to the side. You managed to catch his attention and Tim let out a sly chuckle, breathlessly bringing his fingers to his mouth.
Then he lowered his head to your skin. Fingers slid inside you, slowly finding their way in. You hushed out a moan and let your hand fall from his hair to his shoulder, gripping the skin tightly.
His lips trailed lower, following the traces of his fingers. Your mouth agape in a silent scream, feeling his breath so close, his tongue licking and sucking eagerly on everything it touched.
Timothée smiled at the soul-capturing sound of your moans, hearing his name come out as a plea, a prayer, a curse. His hand shaped the path of your lower stomach, fingers dripping silver honey, before his tongue slid inside you, teeth biting softly layers and layers, and brushing soft kisses.
Between the obscene sounds of his tongue, you shut your eyes, too overstimulated to lift them, giving in completely to the feeling. Your back arched to the bed and he gripped your waist to keep you down. You held his shoulder desperately trying to bring him close.
The room suddenly turned too heavy and his groans surged electric bolts through you.
For a moment he stopped and you sucked in a sharp breath. He panted against you, his kisses coming out gentle and slow as he rested his mouth on your stomach.
You grunted displeased that he halted your upcoming rise to the summit but he giggled boyishly, hovering on top of you.
Tim touched the edge of your mouth with his fingers, sketching it, drawing it, and your lips parted with bated breath. He licked his fingers and kissed you. You licked his fingers and kissed him again, barely holding your tongues in your teeth, playing in corners where air comes and goes.
« And you wanted to leave… », his lovely silken murmur echoed through your ears as he rubbed his mouth to yours smearing kisses that made you smile.
« Don’t stop, » you inhaled him, tangling his fingers with yours and dragging them lower to your body.
He chuckled again, bringing his tongue to your lips and you tried to catch it, before he kissed you, softly and tenderly, no pressing further just soaking into each other.
You glided his fingers down as he lingered on your neck and your jaw. One leg wrapped around him, bringing him impossibly close.
Timothée touched the inside of your thigh and you let out a sigh of pleasure, as sun-kissed mouths chased one another. His fingers clenched deep in you, eyes measuring with utter acclaim and pride the way your head bent back and your mouth fell loose. He continued his ministrations with his fingers eliciting soft whimpers from you until he couldn’t breathe.
Timothée pulled out his hand, soaking and glistering, and slid it down to himself desperately. You pressed your mouth on his and he let a small whine as your fingers slithered replacing his hand with yours.
He groaned against your mouth with lips tasting like ripe fruit as you slid lower your fingers. You watched his blissful expression full of longing and pleading, the way his Addam’s apple moved while his hot breath fanned your face with struggle. He tilted his head back and your lips touched his neck, giving it small mouth bites.
A loud gasp abandoned your mouth and Timothée groaned hard when you brought him close, until you sank into each other’s warmth, until all the parts of your bodies were touching. He buried himself deep in you, tender skin brushing against the other.
With jaw clenched and teeth grinding, Tim brought his face to yours. He held your cheek lovingly as you smothered each other under the heavy mist of stimuli.
You merged into one, blending as you breathed, your mouths brushing in gentle struggle. Timothée lunged into you, every move full of reverence, every thrust sinking deeper and deeper with an irresistible momentum.
Your head tipped back on the mattress, face disfigured by the throws of passion as you slid your arms to his back, cradling his shoulder.
Bodies scraped the white sheets as you shifted and pushed at each other, knowledgable in the pleasure of the other, working together in perfect harmony.
Strained moans elicited in the air through lively movements and dark fragrance. Tim held onto you dearly, swallowed by the ambition to drive you off the edge. His fingers clammed your face tighter, lips desperately trying to catch your skin.
Your head fell back and chest expanded, demolished, drunk on pleasure. You revelled in his touch, in the feeling of his naked skin against yours, absorbing him whole as he sank into you.
Until tremors shook your body, until you trembled against him like a moon on water, and he as well reached the peak of his pleasure, the sweet feeling of suffocation wrapping its arm around his throat, and in unison, you climbed and lunged into the climax.
He collapsed on top of you, both still fogged-up, sweaty and in total disarray, sucking in together your breaths with an old perfume and a silence.
Timothée pressed his mouth to the side of your head before rolling off your chest to his back.
Panting heavily, you stared at the sun painting the ceiling, creating shadows that trembled above your heads.
Timothée twisted his neck and looked at you with a grin plastered on his face. You smiled feeling his eyes on you and smoothened your hair back before turning to him.
« Stay now ? » You chuckled breathlessly and streched your head to press a kiss on his swollen lips.
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nova--spark · 4 months
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Starting yet another post of angst today because this was on the backburner a while but
As I'm sure everyone's read my previous post of OP's Perma-Tear tracks on his face.
Well, I wanted to talk about Megatron today.
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In the lore of TFP/Aligned, we see just how much anger and rage he has built up, and with how his frame is cracked, you would see immediately, as if it was battle damage right?
Well, I would like to state it to also be tear tracks.
Tears of rage, betrayal, anger and grief, to contrast the tears of sorrow, of sadness and melancholy that mark OP's face.
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Because when you are wholly unrighteously angry, you do start to cry, I know I have in the past when pissed off to my breaking point.
And we even see, when he was just Megatronus, friend of Orion, he did not have those scars, those tears of rage.
[Got my Artbook out for this image specifically]
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This warrior of Kaon, gladiator , warlord too walks with the scarred remnants of rageful tears on his face, as if they were scars of battle, that he makes no effort to hide.
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The tears of a victim from an unjust system, of someone pushed too far to the point of madness blinded by a near uncurbed wrath.
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And you see them marked a bit further, when noting his transformation by Unicron too, how more lines on his face look like dried tears.
Tears of sacrifice, that gave everything, and lost it all. Gained nothing but pain in the end, too blinded by anger and pride to find the solution before him all along.
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in1-nutshell · 5 months
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I know your on a break from requests but I don’t want to forget this one, so I’m just gonna leave it here till your back to taking requests ☺️
The butts and cons reacting to An adult buddy who is an archeologist and actively studies and learns the cybertronian language and history. A buddy who is in charge of a team that travels around the world too study history. And she has studied the cybertronian language so much that she can read and write it, she can sort of speak it aswell.
I can’t stop thinking about this, especially because I love the idea of a certain archivist (Optimus) and archeologist/historian buddy having little knowledge sharing conversations…..possibly romance 😏
But you do you boo
Tried going for a pre romantic vibe for this one. Optimus deserves a friend to just be himself around. Introvert to introvert levels of friendship. Lets see how Buddy navigates their friendship with Prime.
Hope you enjoy!
Human Buddy the archivist and who studies Cybertronian culture with Optimus Prime
SFW, slight romantic, platonic, Human reader
Buddy was an archivist that worked alongside Agent Fowler. They met while they worked as a former spy for the government that retired that life to pursue their passion.
They met the bots with him.
“Autobots. I’d like you to meet a friend of mine that will be working with you. This is former agent Buddy.”--Fowler
“Why bring us a former agent, Agent fowler?”--Ratchet
“Because ratchet, they are in charge of learning about your culture and in charge of helping you all learn about Earth’s culture.”--Fowler
“…Are they okay?”—Bulkhead
Buddy staring intently at Optimus’s frame.
“What do you—Buddy, Buddy no—”--Fowler
Buddy locking eyes with Optimus.
Optimus locking optics on Buddy.
Both-- Introvert radar on: Potential Friend spotted.
“Well good luck with that. See you all in 5.”--Fowler
“Wait what do you mean? Agent? Agent!”--Ratchet
It was Budy’s job to get to know the giant aliens more. They would be lying if they said they didn’t enjoy learning about the bots culture. They had gotten to know the members of the misfit team through the years. Sure, it did lead to some misadventures along the way, especially when the kids came along…
“Beeep? (Buddy, can I ask you a question?)”—Bumblebee
“Sure Bee! What’s your question?”—Buddy
“Beeep bep bop? (What does ‘babygirl’ mean? I heard Miko saying that to Jack.)--Bumblebee
“… Where’s Miko?”—Buddy
Despite this, they especially hit it off with Optimus.
Buddy seemed to have awaken Orion Pax from time to time with their thirst for knowledge.
Prime and Buddy by the screens looking at Iacon records.
“By the Primes…”--Ratchet
“What is it?”--Arcee
“I think I know why Agent Fowler said, ‘good luck’.”--Ratchet
“Why? They seem to be fine? What harm is that?”—Arcee
“Do you think it’s in section 3ab part 4 sub article 15?”—Buddy
“No, maybe in section 3.4 ab part 5 sub article 16?”—Optimus
“Oh, true maybe its—“--Buddy
“There’s two of them now.”--Ratchet
The Prime is more than happy to share his planet’s culture alongside the rest of the team. But those moments are usually reserved for the two of them.
It was their thing.
Soon enough the kids and June came into the picture.
Buddy wasn’t going to lie and say it was easy to explain their job to them. But the sight on their faces when they would go in depth about a certain topic was priceless. It was always nice to have someone interested in this line of work.
“You know you can ask Bulkhead about this stuff, right?”--Buddy
“That’s right you can ask me about stuff.”--Bulkhead
“Yeah but some of the stuff you weren’t there and Buddy is pretty much a walking wiki page on Cybertronian history.”--Miko
“I’m not sure whether to take that as a compliment or not? But thank?”--Buddy
“If you want history why don’t you ask Ratchet or Prime?”--Bulkhead
“I want a quick story not a university lecture.”--Miko
Now, did all this knowledge make them a bit bias about the war.
Yes, yes it did.
But Buddy wasn’t blind in the way stories go.
They secretly want the Cons input on the war and their beliefs. They have lost count of the number of times they have stood up for the bots against other humans.
The worst one came from June after she tried to take the kids away from the base and blaming the bots for letting them get hurt on their watch.
“June stop that right now!”--Buddy
“Why! They let the kids get hurt on their watch!”--June
“I understand your concern but let them off the hook a little okay!? They don’t have optics in the back of their helms you know!”--Buddy
“They still—”--June
“We are at war June! Whether you want to open your eyes to it or not! People are going to get hurt. No one can promise a safe return… no one can. So, for the love of Primus, June, shut it.”--Buddy
Optimus never saw the fury in Buddy’s eyes than in that moment. Nonetheless he is a bit grateful for them standing up while he tries to take that blame. The team does let Buddy know they appreciate them.
Buddy did get kidnapped one day by Megatron himself.
By the time the planned hostage negotiations were going to happen, Megatron had gotten a hit of nostalgia. It came in the form of his tiny hostage.
“So, you’re Megatron?”--Buddy
“Yes, I am. Now—”--Megatron
“Oh finally! You have no idea how long I’ve actually wanted to meet you.”--Buddy
“…What—”--Megatron
“I have so many questions to ask you and your cause.”--Buddy
“You want to know about the Decepticon cause?--Megatron
“Yes! I mean, I know pretty much what the autoboots have had to say, I want to know the war from your causes point of view. For example, how did it start? From what I heard, you wanted to bring a new change for your fellow Cybretronian were things were going to be better for everyone. And, not to embarrass you or anything, but I quoted some of your earlier works—”--Buddy
Megatron now looking at a smaller Orion Pax talking about his works.
“… Pax.”--Megatron
“I—what?”--Buddy
“You’re designation now is Pax.”--Megatron
“Oh I guess—”--Buddy
“Come with me Pax, I have plenty of Decepticon data pads that you can look over.”--Megatron
“Okay!”--Buddy
Megatron couldn’t bring himself to destroy the fleshy. They were an organic replica of how Orion Pax was before the war. Dare he say it, but he missed the smaller bot he once knew and grew to call brother. He can’t do it.
“Lord Megatron, may I be so bold—”--Starscream
“You may not.”--Megatron
“—as to ask you why the organic is doing with that data pad?”--Starscream
“They wanted to learn more about our cause, isn’t that right Pax?”--Megatron
“I finished with this one, may I have another one?”--Buddy
“Of course, Soundwave.”--Megatron
Soundwave passes another data pad to ‘Pax’.
“Thank you!”--Buddy
“…Did you name the organic Pax?”—Starscream
“Is that a problem Starscream?”—Megatron
“Of course not—“—Starscream
“Then silence. Come now Pax.”--Megatron
“All right then. Bye Soundwave! By Starscream!”—Buddy
“…What in the Pits…”—Starsceam
Megatron didn’t want to seem like a weakling to his army, so he decided to do the hostage video but as soon as he got what he came for, to split with Pax.
Optimus was furious to hear about Megatron’s negotiations and that he had Buddy. Everyone was angry and ready to get Buddy back. Prime is considering the possibility of cutting off more than Megatron’s arm this time around.
Everyone goes to the location where Megatron said the negotiations would be held.
Its to everyone surprise to see Buddy come out of the ground bridge with a little bit of scratches here and there.
“Buddy!”--Everyone
“Hey! How’s everyone?”--Buddy
“How did you escape?”--Ratchet
“Oh, I didn’t.”--Buddy
“You did not?”--Optimus
“No, actually I managed to strike a deal with ol’ Megs. I get to go back to you on the condition that I return to the Nemesis every month or so. And before you say anything, no details from either side.”--Buddy
“Well, we’re just happy your back.”--Bulkhead
Later…
“Hey Optimus.”--Buddy
“Yes?”--Optimus
“I didn’t know that Megatron had a soft spot for nerdy archivists.”--Buddy
“… Apparently he does.”--Optimus
“What are you guys talking about?”--Miko
“Lecture work.”--Buddy
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