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orion-somethings · 2 months
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YOU ASK AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE‼️
POV: The last thing Akita saw when she got frozen
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Her is ref ^
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squidinu · 3 months
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socially inept prince attempts to communicate
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adharastarlight · 6 months
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Reg, being himself, a little scary and weird:
Sirius:
James:
Sirius: I'm stuck with him... you chose him
James: I don't know!!!
Reg smiles at him
James, lovesick: ...yeah, I do. I know
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giantenemyrobot · 2 months
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It's a little ugly sooo use your imagination and pretend it's super awesome and totally done and isn't just pictures of paper doodles stitched together in capcut <3
Song - My Tears Are Becoming A Sea by M83
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benreygenders · 11 months
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vampire, vampire! (you got what she needs as long as you bleed!)
commission for @strangelove1988 💕
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hazelnutnebula · 2 years
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celyn ❄️⛈️
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micromasterspaceshot · 3 months
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SLT: Target 2000s
Orion Pax
Faction: Autobot
Function: Dock-Worker, Archivist 
“That Pax kid? Oh, he’s alright. Nothin’ too special about him. He’s a good kid, doesn’t talk much though.” -Ratchet
“Him? Oh, I can’t really say much. He’s nice, quiet, and does his job well. But, I got this feeling that he has something hanging over him.” -Springer
“Rumors say that he lived in Rodion before the Blitz. I feel sorry for him, honestly.” -Ironhide
“He can be used well.” -Sentinel Prime
Born from the hot spot in Iacon, Orion Pax was a simple kid. Raised by his caretaker Codexa, the head librarian of the Iaconian Archive, he had a relatively simple life. He worked part time as a dock worker and an archivist at the Archive. He had a best friend in Dion. That was until he met Erial, a brash, rule breaking punk. He was enamored by her. It was this meeting that would get them involved with the Anti-Government radicals know as the Ascenticons, led by a former miner, Megatron. Tensions between the Senate and the Ascenticons (which were a recognized political party) reached its peak when Megatron was nearly assassinated by the Senate. That was when the war kicked off. Megatron retaliated by attacking the dock where Orion worked. In the attack, Dion would tragically get caught in the crossfire. Orion himself barely got out alive. After the incident, Codexa had them move to Rodion. It was safe there for many years. It was during this time Orion enlisted in the Autobots. While he was in boot camp, Orion saw Erial again. While he was on deployment off-world, Rodion, along with Praxus and Vos, were wiped off the face of the planet. Once he got back to Cybertron, Orion was devastated to hear the news of his home having been destroyed. Worse still, Codexa was counted among the casualties of the blitz. After this, he signed up to go on a voyage on The Ark, helmed by Sentinel Prime. In the ladder half of that journey, Orion Pax would heed the call, and finally arise.
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anotherpapercut · 8 months
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this is dumb but it kinda sucks how I worked there for over 4 years, came in extra hours and skipped breaks, advertised for them and defended them including in the fucking legislation, and then I didn't even get the same going away party every single other employee of my department has gotten, including one who was there for like 3 months
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ppeepeeman · 2 years
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pushing the filipina love + mixed lanc agenda
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orchid-oscar-day · 7 months
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Collab with @orion-somethings
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orion-somethings · 3 months
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“Is it Cold out?”
Live Laugh Live Cold island theme from MSM 🤭
Anyway ye I finally finished it and I think this is the coloring style I’m most comfortable with :D (new pfp!)
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squidinu · 7 months
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huntress on the balcony [fairytale au]
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kicksnscribs · 2 years
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Meh I’m bored and I have nothing else better to do so why not post old TF writings that are uncompleted lol
Notes on this for the printout i found:
Prowl is claustrophobic and has a shit memory for long term details. Doesn’t like to be caged or cornered as a result.
Prowl isn’t pleased with Pax’s involvement (this is set before the events of Patternisms but after Pax confronts the Senate. He (prowl) is sure to let’s his displeasure known through body language rather than words since the order did come from a superior officer.
There is wildlife and it wants to kill them so bad. Pax find this to be more of a threat than whatever “cursed object” they have been given by their connection. (All boys are OCs unless otherwise stated)
The object in question may or may not be cursed. No one will ever know. They do always seem to end up with a bad spot of luck each time they open it and pull it out of its case. Original concept was to base it off of the Dybbuk Box.
Syringe hounds (now GryndHounds) are a threat but are then confronted by a Crystal Drake. Thoughts on the supernatural powers of the object are once again called into question since Crystal Drakes are extremely rare due to their main source of food, the Ruststriders, are on the brink of extinction.
The two always feel as though there is a “poor connection of an EM field” constantly brushing up against them, causing 5em to feel incredibly uneasy and incredibly jumpy by the end of it all.
Prowl swears to Primus that something keeps whispering in his audial. Pax keeps getting false readings on his HUD.
What the FUCK is going ON???
Prowl practically tosses the damned thing away from him at the end of the mission, feeling soiled and possibly unable to recharge properly for the next few cycles.
Still doesn’t believe in the paranormal nonsense.
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Prowl and Pax go on an Adventure~*
“Cursed? Your telling me that we are traveling hundreds of miles across Cybertron to pick up and item that is supposedly…cursed?” Prowl couldn’t believe he was saying this. He had narrowed his optics to the point where Orion Pax’s bulky figure was starting to blur. His processor was unwilling to believe that this mission, given to them by Dai Atlas himself, would turn into nothing more than a silly little fetch-and-carry quest. And through one of Polyhex’s more structurally disastrous regions no less!
Being reduced to a simple errand mech wasn’t enough of a demotion to an officer of his rank, apparently. Now Orion Pax had to go and insult his intelligence by adding supernatural causes to the mix.
“That was the word of choice Trailfire used, yes.” Rumbled Orion Pax plainly, clearly not as bothered by this tidbit of information as he should be. As far as he was concerned, he was just interested in making small talk. Eager to cover up the horrid sounds coming from their dilapidated car as it sped towards Polyhex. More specifically to the drop off location that was described (in Orion Pax’s own words, mind you) as being “wonderful, accommodating, and lovely” Balefire Hill.
He was being horribly sarcastic Prowl noticed, his dermal plating squeezing tighter around his frame in a desperate attempt to avoid any possible physical contact with his temporary partner. He wasn’t sure he appreciated the poor attempt at humor or despised it. It was hard for him to properly gather his thoughts when his temporary partner had managed to scrunch him into the smallest corner of their pitifully small car due to Pax’s absolutely massive frame taking up damn near seventy five percent of it.
He didn’t like it. He didn’t like feeling…cornered.
And his anxiety wasn’t exactly eased at the thought of being dropped off so close to the southern borders of Polyhex, an area known for rolling blackouts and tendency for wildlife to run rampant in the streets in their attempts to seek shelter from the newer constant rust storms.
An unfortunate side effect living next to the Vents, he figured.
He had to face facts: this was officially The Worst Day Ever™️. Worse than the days when he was but a young cadet slugging along the sewers of Kaon in search of whatever flotsam had been mistakenly thrown out by some highpolish up in the High-Rises.
Worse than when he had to trek it out into the Wastelands after some syphonist who somehow managed to get lucky and make off with a veritable fortune in off world currency only to frag it all up and tumble down into the reaches of the Sonic Canyons, never to be seen again.
Worse than whatever the hell kind of music was playing through the car’s crackling speakers at the current moment…
He cast a dirty look upwards to the grimy ceiling where the offending sounds were emanating from. Surely, the only reason why it sounded so horrid was due to the fact that there was not one properly working speaker in the car to begin with. Once he had taken in all that he needed he dropped his gaze slowly downwards to examine the rest of the car properly and with disdain:
Outside of their car was the telltale calling card of the Sea of Rust: a swirling, coppery red was of dust that beat across the windows with no signs of giving up anytime soon, giving one the feeling of being submerged in what could only be the filthiest liquid possible. The seats were in a state of disrepair, and the many advertising bars that hung low above them were either busted and broken or were so faded that there was no possible way anyone could figure out what was being sold.
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I lost the rest of this sadly, but I liked the way it came out bc I was working on some personal canon stuff and this showcases some terminology.
The rest of the story involved them getting their hands on the object before a rolling blackout hits and they scramble to find a safe spot to ride out the rush of wildlife seeking shelter from the storms. Alongside a bunch of other supernatural nonsense that seems to be following them along the way.
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schzunabe · 1 year
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would you?
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bandtrees · 2 years
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You're stuck in the moment while I'm stuck on yesterday I'd give you forever, but you'd give it all away
harlanc thoughts head full 24/7 i love them so much :( the friendship.. the horror and tragedy... it’s so good. friday’s episode giving me some hope they’ll end up okay but MAN it’s so sad and messed up regardless. living in my head rent free
nicer alt
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hazelnutnebula · 2 years
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ohmyg od.  i lov e onion  (orion)
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