I Claim Your Sun

An indie Multiverse Megatronus/Fallen RP blog

[fall3nrising-blog]

Barricade often would eye the Fallen from afar, his doorwings twitching curiously as he maintained a sort of distance. He watched his habits, and many a day the Fallen would find a jar of polish for his armor beside his door, along with gemstone cleaners for his own collection. Sometimes he was gifted energon, rust sticks, or even the odd High Grade when he could scavenge some. Hopefully, his efforts have been noticed over millennia.

It might have come as a surprise one cycle during the routine onboard duties of the Nemesis on its seemingly endless quest in pursuit of the Allspark, when a comm rang in, seemingly from an exceedingly annoyed Starscream.

“Enforcer Barricade: Report immediately to the Fallen One’s quarters, if you would.”

[fall3nrising-blog]

barricade2007

When the light flooded in, he kneeled at his peds, placing the cubes on either side of him. He flattened all his armor, and pinned his doorwings back in silent submission. He tilted his helm, and quirked an optical ridge. “Staracream at it again, I presume?”

The ancient gazed at him a little more haughtily, perhaps, than he should have. The titan summoned his staff to his fingertips, rested its end to the ground - more of a cane than a scepter, allowing his eight-fingered palms to rest on its hilt. Homage suited him well, he thought, and especially from the more powerful members of the ship’s crew. His own armor plates and the metallic fins that lined his helmet rose and ebbed.

“I am unsure. For a long period of time now, some miscreant has been utilizing the hall outside of my chamber as a waste disposal - apparently it is more convenient for them than a closet or a trash compactor. I wish you to ascertain the perpetrator, and have them reprimanded for their lack of discipline.

This is, after all, a warship - such acts of disorder are intolerable. The storage unit zeta-T17 contains the items they have abandoned, if they shall help you identify the culprit.”

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ofdarkstorms

;†; Curiosity caused her optics to brighten. It certainly sounded like an antithesis to earth, of sorts. The blue and green organic planet was filled with busyness and the organics flitted around like bees in a hive as they continued to deplete their own natural resources. Yet, this moon was calm and filled with grey…

Like the femme’s own dreams when her past demons fell silent.

“I do believe I will,” Darkstorm conceded.

Not being able to abide silences for long, she pondered on what else to ask. Though there was no doubt that she trusted her newfound companion (he saved her life and she his, after all), she feared inquiring and accidentally frustrating him. She had experienced his anger when she crossed an invisible line and recognized a similar haunted countenance on him.

They could relate in that aspect, at least. If he wished to open more of himself to her, then it would be his choice.

Sighing, she chose to tell a story of her own. It would help pass the time and fill the damning void, muting the sickly sweet whispers of the past that threatened to return to her at any moment.

“Before we disembarked, I visited my brother’s chambers. It was… odd, to say the least. Without him in it, the space seemed so cold and empty.” She glanced downward and weakly smiled. “Yet, I could still sense a part of him there. Weapons piled in a corner. The overpowering, heady odor of high grade energon. Old stains from battles past.

“I like to think he would be proud of me. Though he was loyal, to a fault, to Megatron, all he ever wanted was to give me a better life, a home restored and welcoming to all.”

She chuckled, the very sound rusty due to lack of practice. “I could still see that hologram of Optimus in his quarters that he would throw daggers at. The dents were still there.”

Her frame slowly relaxed and she leaned against her seat, wings lowering. “He was five voors older than me and acted like a child. But, I was the one who grew up too soon.”

While Darkstorm saw and felt the tragedies of the war and was torn asunder from the inside out, her brother saw it all as a game. They would beat the Autobots into submission and, under Megatron, Cybertron would be made whole. He never questioned his orders, never bothered to ponder if the bombs he had dropped had landed on innocent Neutrals or the young, and never felt a glimmer of remorse whenever a subordinate was cruelly punished for not succeeding in their duties. She loved him with all her spark, but he frightened her to death.

“When Vos is restored, I plan to build a monument to him and my guardians there.” Her weary smile widened with a twitch. “And I’ll make sure to put that hologram of Optimus in front of his.”

As the pale sphere of the Earth pulled slowly into view, and the minute form of its moon alongside it, the dark one listened. It was an odd experience for him, at first. Even their prior talks on Earth or the Nemesis had been of matters of graver consequence, and his time before Egypt was spent in serious discourse. This talk of her brother, now - it was, he decided, not for his sake as much as her own, and there was an openness and vulnerability in it designed to - designed to what? Accommodate a sense of closeness or companionship, perhaps? What was the appropriate response?

And yet, her words - resonated with him, in a way. Beyond the cold logic of social action and reaction, he understood. And the words that followed were natural, in a way that he despised at the same time for the sentiments they betrayed.

Then again, however - if one could not speak honestly to a friend, with whom else?

“Your brother would be proud of you, I am sure. And when our home is restored, you shall have done well to his legacy in accomplishing that which he gave his life for.”

His silence last only a moment - perhaps long enough for her to choose another topic to progress from - but he felt drawn, in a way, to speak.

“My brothers - I miss them. They, too, were claimed by this war - though many millennia before Megatron’s rise was the battle fought. I cannot say I remember them with such pleasantness.

Always, always contention between us. I was different, in a sense - less holy. There can be no light without darkness, and so I was the constrast. The flaw to their perfection. I was inferior, and they acted accordingly.”

He was silent a moment.

“Perhaps my responses to this brought more harm than good - I looked to dark places for guidance. But if I had been cast in their image, perhaps I might have agreed when they demanded the destruction of the Star Harvester - rallied with them to annihilate ourselves. Joined them in madness.

“No. I am glad for my separation from them. It may yet be responsible for the survival of our kind.

And yet..

They were, however fearful or conceited, my family.

And I miss them even still.”

[fall3nrising-blog]

Barricade often would eye the Fallen from afar, his doorwings twitching curiously as he maintained a sort of distance. He watched his habits, and many a day the Fallen would find a jar of polish for his armor beside his door, along with gemstone cleaners for his own collection. Sometimes he was gifted energon, rust sticks, or even the odd High Grade when he could scavenge some. Hopefully, his efforts have been noticed over millennia.

It might have come as a surprise one cycle during the routine onboard duties of the Nemesis on its seemingly endless quest in pursuit of the Allspark, when a comm rang in, seemingly from an exceedingly annoyed Starscream.

“Enforcer Barricade: Report immediately to the Fallen One’s quarters, if you would.”

[barricade2007]

Barricade growled, and pinged back a rude response, before he reported to the Fallen’s chambers, two cubes of energon in servo.

[fall3nrising-blog]

The ancient door was ornate, decorated in ancient runes - an old Cybertronian fashion, though whether it was imitation or salvaged from some warship of the early days was difficult to tell. It was closed, however, as it was every time the Enforcer had seen it - did the ancient ever use it at all? Or just warp dimensional space to fold himself on board the decks on the rare occasions he ventured out? It was impossible to say.

This time, however, the heavy blast gate slid open with a hiss, letting rolling vapor flow out from darkness within.

[barricade2007]

Barricade read the runes on the wall… A skill few possessed, and one he didn’t announce… Lest he be pestered by Starscream more than usual. He had a few runes etched into his own armor, discreetly placed between his doorwings, and just behind armor seams. Many of them he inscribed himself, and cost him a small fortune. He paid the rolling vapors no mind, and entered the Fallen’s chambers, his optics adjusting to the darkness inside. His doorwings instinctively flared, their extra sensors aiding his sight as he moved within. “You requested my presence, my Lord?”

[fall3nrising-blog]

A pair of fiery optics slid open, casting a red glow throughout the darkness of the chamber. Slowly, vents and panels shifted on the dark one’s frame, illuminating the surrounding area further - glimmering light from the furnace that was his body lit the edges of what seemed to be a throne, and behind it, some ancient artifact sealed in a crystalline case. The ancient stood, allowing the chamber’s lights to fade in and replace the darkness.

The chamber itself was large, in center taken by a great throne of ornate craftsmanship, with shelves that lined the entirety of the room. The shelves were veritably a treasure horde, incalculable and overwhelming. Mineral samples, ancient weapons, fossils, bizarre life forms contained in glass vials and jars of all sizes, plants that grew with pale and reaching tendrils from between shelves of datapads and crystal tablets, a great sword that might have belonged to a progenitor of their race, and what seemed to be the heart of a star suspended in a gravity-nullifying container. Primus, if that thing broke, the Nemesis would implode in an instant.

The ancient nodded to the enforcer regally.

“Enforcer. I have ignored it as long as possible, but there is a matter of discipline which I wish to discuss with you.”

[fall3nrising-blog]

Barricade often would eye the Fallen from afar, his doorwings twitching curiously as he maintained a sort of distance. He watched his habits, and many a day the Fallen would find a jar of polish for his armor beside his door, along with gemstone cleaners for his own collection. Sometimes he was gifted energon, rust sticks, or even the odd High Grade when he could scavenge some. Hopefully, his efforts have been noticed over millennia.

It might have come as a surprise one cycle during the routine onboard duties of the Nemesis on its seemingly endless quest in pursuit of the Allspark, when a comm rang in, seemingly from an exceedingly annoyed Starscream.

“Enforcer Barricade: Report immediately to the Fallen One’s quarters, if you would.”

[barricade2007]

Barricade growled, and pinged back a rude response, before he reported to the Fallen’s chambers, two cubes of energon in servo.

[fall3nrising-blog]

The ancient door was ornate, decorated in ancient runes - an old Cybertronian fashion, though whether it was imitation or salvaged from some warship of the early days was difficult to tell. It was closed, however, as it was every time the Enforcer had seen it - did the ancient ever use it at all? Or just warp dimensional space to fold himself on board the decks on the rare occasions he ventured out? It was impossible to say.

This time, however, the heavy blast gate slid open with a hiss, letting rolling vapor flow out from darkness within.

[fall3nrising-blog]

Barricade often would eye the Fallen from afar, his doorwings twitching curiously as he maintained a sort of distance. He watched his habits, and many a day the Fallen would find a jar of polish for his armor beside his door, along with gemstone cleaners for his own collection. Sometimes he was gifted energon, rust sticks, or even the odd High Grade when he could scavenge some. Hopefully, his efforts have been noticed over millennia.

It might have come as a surprise one cycle during the routine onboard duties of the Nemesis on its seemingly endless quest in pursuit of the Allspark, when a comm rang in, seemingly from an exceedingly annoyed Starscream.

“Enforcer Barricade: Report immediately to the Fallen One’s quarters, if you would.”

[ladygrinningsouls]

[starcre8tor]

O A O!!! 

[boomsheikas-art-blog]

it’ll just be a couple little doodles but why not

[someoneudontknow5]

Oh ! I’d like to do a couple of these ! Go ahead and throw the AH guys in there if you want to as well !

[fall3nrising-blog]

Curious, anyone?

[fall3nrising-blog]

Possibly actual canon? :D

The Fallen might not actually be dead in the Bayverse. Vaguely, the Thirteen encase their sparks in sarcophagi from which their bodies generate as a method for interdimensional/spacial travel. The Fallen killed his brothers largely by destroying the vessels they inhabited. Likewise, because the Fallen's chamber was still back on Saturn's moon, he might eventually regenerate. So, if the essence of a Prime can be reborn from their vessel - the Fallen lives.

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ofdarkstorms

;†; A soft, fragile breath of a smile crossed the femme’s features and she slowly inched forward, gazing between the Fallen’s dim crimson gaze and that of the stars twinkling out at them. “Yes, I do suppose you’re right.” With arms still cradled around her chassis, she lowered herself next to him and sighed softly.

Yet another nightmare added to the tortures that plagued her mind. She idly wondered if she attempted to recharge there, like she did before with her newfound friend, that they would leave once more. She offlined her optics briefly. Her counter argument was the same.

{I wouldn’t dare chance it. A coward, that’s what I am.}

Her melodious voice hesitantly broke the short silence between them. “Have you ever been to Earth’s moon? I heard the organics praise it often. Do you believe it’s truly that beautiful?”

He glanced at her, heavy brows furrowed slightly as he watched her optics offline, stir to life again after a moment. He had kept watch over the Nemesis for millennia without sleep - it was a luxury he had learned to do without, and what bitter dreams he might scrape in unexpected and unwanted moments were all the more motivation to keep his processor firmly in the waking realm.

The seeker, however. It was impressive, to tell the truth - there were not a great many of Cybertron’s race whose determination carried them as powerfully as her spirit seemed to carry her. She had not fallen under the graceful influence of recharge, to his knowledge, since the MedBay of the Nemesis. It was apparent though, in her optics, her very movements, the weariness in the weight she bore.

A portion of him wished to reach out, in all earnestness. His companion in this searching grasp for hope, and perhaps his only friend - if he could calm her spirit or grant her amnesty from the spirits that seemed to haunt her offline hours, would he not?

Then again, however, some scars are best left untouched, for when they are reopened, they cause their bearer to suffer all the worse. He allowed his attentions to shift to the topic she presented.

“Often, that which we find most beautiful is that which we cannot reach. The humans’ fascination with their satellite stems originally from its distance; a majesty which they could neither recreate nor understand. Was it a great ocean in the heavens? Perhaps a city of celestial origin? No one could determine for sure the properties that defined its grace.”

He turned his crimson gaze from the femme back to the viewports, singled out Earth as a minute speck in the distance, gaining gradually - within an hour, perhaps, would the planet and its moon be within reach.

“And then they set foot on it, and as a human astronomer stated.. there was naught but ‘magnificent desolation’. Grey rock and dust in every direction, and no movement or life to be found.

I have visited it once, very briefly. I found it serene. Still. Soothing, perhaps. You may enjoy our time there, in fact.”

[musingmemes]

send me ∞ + a ship and i’ll tell you…

who’s more into cars?

who’s traveled more?

who swears more often?

who believes in ghosts?

who would plant a garden in the backyard?

who would paint the walls in the living room an obnoxious color without asking the other?

who owns more shoes?

who takes up most of the counter space in the bathroom?

who’s the big spoon?

who has the kinkier fetish? (bonus points: what is the fetish?)

who forces the other to recycle?

who always leaves their dishes in the sink? who ends up cleaning them?

who would be more likely to cook the other a romantic surprise meal?

who’s more likely to come home with a romantic gift just because?

who’s parents are more controlling?

who was more popular in high school?

who is more frugal?

[fall3nrising-blog]

(ofdarkstorms) ❝Can I stay with you? I can’t be alone with my thoughts. The darkness will claim me again.❞

Although she likely had not known it, the ancient’s processor had flickered off where he sat in the command center of the Old Soul, returning again to the dark mixture of memories and horror that permeated the underpinnings of his mind. He jerked upright with a start upon her voice breaking the silence, and he shook his helm as she entered the chamber, as though the vestiges of his dreams clung like web to his weary head.

“I feel... similarly.” he pronounced after a moment, simmering optics blazing up to operational status again. “The command chairs of this vessel are as much yours as mine, and...” he turned to look at her, the scarred and exhausted seeker standing in the doorway. She was better for time to rest on board the Nemesis, perhaps, and no longer on the verge of Energon depletion, but carried no less of a burden upon her spark. “Such thoughts, it seems, are indeed diminished in the company of a friend.”

Only a day or two, perhaps, had it been since the launch of the Old Soul from the Nemesis, and all the weaponry, equipment, and energon they could muster had been loaded into the cargo bay of this much smaller ship - whatever lay ahead of them, they at least had the resources to face.

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ofdarkstorms

;†; Her lip components quirked upward in a sort of humorless smile. The opportunity to recharge. What once was a pleasurable activity had turned into a nightmarish chore. The ship held too many bad memories and Darkstorm felt that if she succumbed to recharge again, the terrors imbedded in her psyche would awaken and torment her again.

She had not suffered such since she had departed with the Fallen, but she didn’t want to test her luck. There were memories she wanted to bury, feelings she wanted to forget.

She’d rest and explore instead.

The Seeker femme inclined her helm once she registered his question and her brow puckered as she softly frowned. What did she expect to find there?

There was a beat before she replied, “Anything that will be of use. I left the Decepticons before the base was made, but heard of its location in passing. And since the Autobots have no easy means of reaching it, I thought it might be worth a look.”

She wearily sighed. “Perhaps, we may even find HOPE there.” It would be a miracle to find a means of bringing back their home and race, yet what else did Darkstorm have left if not for hope? That and her obstinate nature were the only things keeping her online.

The ancient nodded, noting the myriad expressions that crossed her faceplate - subtle, but informative. Many of them, he knew well. Truly, they both required rest, and a lot of it. The recharge in the medbay a few hours earlier, however, had been a rarity. He had not truly slept in many millennia - whether keeping a silent watch over the Nemesis in the endless quiet hours, or his time wandering Earth. He had slipped into occasional periods of nightmarish confusion, then, but had not rested. He suspected the femme’s dreams were haunted by similar sentiments. But even despite the short period of peace there, he could see now there would be no staying here. After all, what relief from the aches of war could be had when the cargo bay was filled with the bodies of the innocent, and the halls with ghosts of souls long departed?

“Hope.” he was silent again, considering. “Perhaps. I have not had need of in a very long time - and amid Megatron’s schemes, perhaps there is something I have missed.”

He moved over to the wall, running a few levers down, allowing the armored plates that covered the ceiling and some of the walls to retract, letting the glow of the world above pour into the room. The rings of Saturn and the massive planet above were tranquil, resting alien and beautiful in the darkness of the void beyond.

The old one summoned his staff to him from where it had rested, allowing it to drift through the dusty air and finally find his pointed fingertips, leaned on it. It was, it seemed, as much physical support for his weary frame as it was the last supporting use of power he had open to him.

“Darkstorm.” He said at length, and paused again, not sure how to proceed - not sure how she felt, truly, and was it worth it to say something if she did not? “Many fates were set, and many lives were lost, aboard this ship. I sometimes felt as though it were a tomb - a vast mausoleum for the dead souls and hopes we once knew, left alone in space to fester and darken all those who remained aboard.”

He moved under the open canopy, gazing up at the suspended celestial spheres above.

“It is not. It is, perhaps, a monument - to those we have left behind; our failures as well as our victories. This is not a haunted place, but one of memory - and those who perished aboard may be content to know that their sacrifices were not in vain. You and I, on this bridge, today - we are hope. Hope for Cybertron still lives. The only shadows on the Nemesis are the ones which we ourselves cast.”

[fall3nrising-blog]

Urgent Starter Sentences

"You could have died!"

"Are you insane?"

"RUN!"

"Get out of the way!"

"NOT NOW!"

"A little bit of HUSH, please!"

"Yeah? Well I'm trying to stop us from blowing up so SHUT. UP!"

"Are you honestly that thick?"

"Look at me. I promise, I'll get you out of here."

"You're safe with me."

"I'll look after you."

"What's that?!"

"What are you doing?"

"Do you want to be crushed, or do you want to move?"

"Don't speak. Don't even breathe. Be quiet."

"Did you hear that?"

"What was that?"

"What's going on?"

"THIS IS INSANE!"

"WE NEED A DOCTOR OVER HERE!"

"I'm sorry... am I meant to recognize you?"

"Give me your hand, and jump."

"Just trust me. Just this once, for just one minute of your life, just trust me."

"There's no time to explain!"

"HELP!"

"AHHHHHHH!"

"I can't breathe."

"Is that... normal?"

"That doesn't usually happen."

[raptor-racer-deactivated2016111]

If your muse is Cybertronian (or just non human) and would have a differnt name in a human AU, what would it be?

Please reblog and add your differences - I’m curious!

Raptors human name would be Raquel.

[fall3nrising-blog]

Ceryst. It’s unusual, and fits him well.

[wiinterempress-deactivated20180]

250+ starters you can use

[behindthesemakoeyes-deactivated]

wiinterempress:

even more starters·random starters from various sources (once again, from spotify playlists, random commentary, tv shows, books, movies, and my brain).

❝A little warning would have been nice!❞

❝You almost shot me! Again!❞

❝Hide your wives, hide your daughters, hell, hide your sheep!❞

❝I saw how you danced for them. There is no more need for that innocent act.❞

❝You’ll have to rip my bento box from my cold, dead hands.❞

❝Book? What book?❞

❝It’s all lies! Slander I say!❞

❝So after we were finished, he reached for his phone and began to play Candy Crush.❞

❝You owe me. I mean really owe me.❞

❝Stop it, you’re being even more rude than usual.❞

❝The cold and I don’t mix.❞

❝You look like you were fucked thoroughly last night. Was it worth it?❞

❝I had sex behind the court house.❞

❝Public sex is the best kind of sex next to make up, angry sex.❞

❝They hold you to a different standard because you are not some peasant roaming the streets. You are royalty.❞

❝If you are going to dance, at least pretend you can dance well.❞

❝You have far too much darkness within your heart. You will not be able to enter this place.❞

❝If, for example, you are alive at the bottom of the sea, I shall cut off my two legs and become a fish.❞

❝I want to fall asleep while embraced.❞

❝I once believed long ago that I could wish upon a star and my dreams will come true. Now I know such things are false.❞

❝I will savor the day I can watch you fall.❞

❝I will hunt you down & I will not show mercy.❞

❝There is little we can do. The rot has begun to set in.❞

❝You can keep your little princess in her proper little place. But if she follows all your orders, does exactly what she’s told? She will never ever grow up, she will only grow old.❞

❝Good deed? You so called good deed sentenced him to death.❞

❝That child will do whatever it takes to survive ; I suggest you do the same.❞

❝I am the Queen/King & I demand respect.❞

❝You will find me at the corner of 5th avenue & 57th street.❞

❝Girls don’t want smelly boys. They want chocolate, pretty shoes, and a good fuck every week.❞

❝I want you to break me with your own hands.❞

❝Have you stepped into your own trap, my lord? Any evidence you have against me, you yourself bought and paid for. Do you now begin to believe it?❞

❝Why must you leave a king to follow you? Why not a QUEEN?❞

❝It is true. I was unfaithful to you with all of them. With half your court. With soldiers of your guard, with grooms, with stablehands. Look for the rest of your life at every man that ever knew me and wonder if I didn’t find him a better man than you!❞

❝ I have a little neck.❞

❝You make love as you eat, with a great deal of noise and no subtlety!❞

❝Will you not kiss your daughter?❞

❝She has the face of a simpering sheep. And the manners. But not the morals. I don’t want her near me.❞

❝How DARE you and the rest of your barbarians set fire to my library?❞

❝You have such bony knees.❞

❝Queens. Queens. Strip them naked as any other woman, they are no longer queens.❞

❝I will not be told where I can go and where I cannot go!❞

❝The King has asked for me?❞

❝Even in carnal matters?❞

❝I shall not go the way of my sister!❞

❝Power is as exciting as love, I discover.❞

❝And who has more power than our dearest king/queen?❞

❝Touch her, and I’ll have her sent from court.❞

❝Mind your tongue, or I’ll have you sent from court.❞

❝I ORDER you.❞

❝…I think I’m a good person. I think there’s good in everyone.❞

❝I see these kids I’ve known all my life and wonder: What happened?❞

❝Remember those days when we were singing and clapping, happy and napping, baking cookies, eating paste?❞

❝College will be paradise.❞

❝Grow up. Bulimia’s so ‘87.❞

❝…Before you answer: I also do report cards, permission slips and absence notes.❞

❝For a greasy little nobody, you do have good bone structure.❞

❝You LIAR.❞

❝They will say my child is the bastard, regardless of what you do.❞

❝I care not who has the title “bastard” when I am dead.❞

❝You are the QUEEN. A girl this time, a boy the next.❞

❝Chaos is great! chaos is what killed the dinosaurs, darling!❞

❝Don’t read it. She’s having extra-heavy flow and wanted some advice from my gyno.❞

❝What’s your damage?❞

❝Sorry but I really had to wake you. See I decided that I must ride you ‘til I break you.❞

❝I think we broke my mattress.❞

❝No sleep tonight for you, better chug that Mountain Dew.❞

❝I’m like oxygen. I’m everywhere.❞

❝Thus ending her hangover. I say we go with Big Blue.❞

❝Shoulda thought of that before you killed me. I’m gonna be coughing up drain cleaner for eternity.”❞

❝Why are you not dead? Why do you live? How do you live? Why do you not lie at the deepest hole of the sea, bloodless, and bloated, and at peace with honorable death?❞

❝There are never enough hours in the days of a queen, and her nights have too many.❞

❝I was hoping you’d rip my clothes off me, sport.❞

❝I bet there’s all kinds of interesting things in that locker. Maybe some “ich luge” bullets…?”❞

❝I hope she’ll be a fool – that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.❞

❝And I like large parties. They’re so intimate. At small parties there isn’t any privacy.❞

❝You’re worth the whole damn bunch put together.❞

❝Surprise, surprise.❞

❝I’m older, but hardly more wise.❞

❝Is she beautiful?❞

❝I have borne you a daughter, Your Majesty.❞

❝Your Queen, I cannot be. Your mistress, I will not be.❞

❝For men love what they cannot have, and hate what they cannot control.❞

❝If I must die, then I will die boldly, as I have lived.❞

❝But stars come out at night.❞

❝I am a fool to own it, but I am in a fever for his/her touch.❞

❝Science without religion is lame, religion without science is blind.❞

❝Is that how it is? You fuck me and go behind my back and pledge your love to another?❞

❝Cut the shrill voice alright? I can hardly hear myself think.❞

❝If you wake me up, I will throw sharp objects at you.❞

❝Okay, I get your angry, but you should know better than to antagonize them.❞

❝They’re as far away as I could send them.❞

❝Are we ruled by superstition?❞

❝I do not fear the people.❞

❝BUT WHY IS THE RUM GONE?❞

❝On a scale of 1 to 10, how would you rate your pain?❞

❝It is okay to cry. Crying is a natural response to pain.❞

❝What good is that act, unless every person in this kingdom first swears an oath to you? To both of us?❞

❝Welcome to the nerd lab.❞

❝The more important they think they are, the quicker they finish.❞

❝Stay silent, & perhaps they will spare you.❞

❝Wanna fight for me?❞

❝Hey, are you still alive?❞

❝You speak as though you have seen this yourself.❞

❝You’re late. You missed quite a show.❞

❝Such tragic lovers.❞

❝I honestly don’t find that to be romantic. It’s pathetic.❞

❝Love? You think love will save you?❞

❝Only fools believe that soulmates exist.❞

❝I don’t know why the hell you want to sit courtside, unless you’re THAT desperate for balls in your face.❞

❝Gather the sheets and burn them. They cannot find evidence of this.❞

❝The blood is in your hands, not mine.❞

❝You speak as though you are innocent in this.❞

❝You took their heart and destroyed it.❞

❝Do you like killing? Do you like to watch the fear in their eyes as you bring your blade even closer to them?❞

❝I do not fear death.❞

❝Am I in hell?❞

❝If you think for a moment, then you’ll find it.❞

❝I will not be meek or obedient.❞

❝You do not own me. I am not your property or anyone else’s for that matter.❞

❝And you think sleeping with someone who is married is going to add excitement to your life?❞

❝There are worst faiths.❞

❝I would rather die than be locked in a cage.❞

❝You can take that pen and shove it up your ass.❞

❝Let me see your face.❞

❝My computer is acting weirder than usual. Did you give it an energy drink or something?❞

❝TV makes shit look so easy.❞

❝I could try, but no promises.❞

❝I just want to go home and shower.❞

❝That cat looks like he wants to murder us in our sleep.❞

❝I think there are better things to do in this city other than gawk at the buildings.❞

❝Put. those. cookies. down.❞

❝Oh shit, I made a booboo.❞

❝Banana monkeys apple balls!❞

❝What sort of insult is that? My cat can do a better job.❞

❝I have my eye on you. And I mean one eye. The other one is keeping an eye on the other guy.❞

❝You’re quite defiant, aren’t you.❞

❝Hold your tongue, or I will cut it out myself.❞

❝Bring them BACK.❞

❝I shall go to my grave loving you. HATING YOU.❞

❝Those who refuse will die.❞

❝How do you forget?❞

❝This was supposed to be a surprise damn it.❞

❝High or low, they will sign or they will die.❞

❝I believe in choices, both good and bad.❞

❝I didn’t fall off the horse. I held on for dear life as the horse dragged me along for a period of many years.❞

❝Funny how things work out. You love me now, when I do not love you.❞

❝I hate you. I hate your desire & MINE.❞

❝Call it what you wish, but you and I both know it’s the truth.❞

❝Don’t speak to me as if you know what I am suffering through. You know nothing.❞

❝Shut your eyes then.❞

❝That child saved your life.❞

❝Hey if you ever need some RELIEF, you know where to go.❞

❝I am no whore, despite what you like to think.❞

❝Beauty fades.❞

❝Mac or PC, I don’t care.❞

❝Find a legal way then.❞

❝Their blood is on your hands. Not mine.❞

❝Can’t make a habit of this you know.❞

❝Can I stay with you? I can’t be alone to my thoughts. The darkness will claim me again.❞

❝You swore you would protect me!❞

❝You are a toad.❞

❝What did you do, roll around in pig shit?❞

❝Get out you snake.❞

❝If they hurt me, then I will close my eyes.❞

❝There is nothing you can say that hasn’t already been said.❞

❝Music is important. There are so many advantages.❞

❝I couldn’t sleep. Can I stay here?❞

❝You are my soul mate!❞

❝I once tried to read that. I couldn’t get through the book.❞

❝BURN ME THEN. Do you think I care now that you have taken everything from me?❞

❝To love? Or to spy?❞

❝Which witch is which?❞

❝I signed up for a fun adventure in a creepy mansion. I didn’t sign up for demons trying to murder me.❞

❝Who’s your daddy now?❞

❝I’ll be good, I promise.❞

❝Do you hate me so much you would do this?❞

❝I loved you! I gave you my heart & you stepped on it.❞

❝My love for you surpasses everything.❞

❝I am a fool, yes. But this fool loves you. Do you hear me? I love you.❞

❝Take it from me as best you can, but there will come a time that you can no longer deny it.❞

❝Will you give yourself to me?❞

❝Once, I think I could have loved you. But now, I think I can only despise you.❞

❝My heart cannot take this secrecy anymore. Why must I hide my feelings for you?❞

❝You can try.❞

❝I think that there are better ways to spend my time than to listen to their insults.❞

❝Pathetic.❞

❝Children? Oh no, I– I don’t think I can even have children.❞

❝Impossible things can be possible if you have enough hope.❞

❝Did they touch you?❞

❝I don’t think I can move.❞

❝The best time of year is when I can cuddle with you in front of the fire.❞

❝My heart belongs to one being and it is you.❞

❝I need help. I cannot face this alone.❞

❝You ask far too much. Please, don’t make me do this.❞

❝Are you pregnant?❞

❝I’m pregnant.❞

❝I’m sorry, but your child is dead.❞

❝Who is the father?❞

❝How can you love a person like him/her?❞

❝Monster!❞

❝You are not a monster. Stop thinking that you are!❞

❝There is nothing you could have done. Their life was forfeit the moment they left this place.❞

❝Y-You? What are you doing here?❞

❝The last dance you will ever have is with me.❞

❝We are two ships in the night.❞

❝The shadows grow darker.❞

❝It will not be long before the darkness consumes your heart.❞

❝You belong to me now.❞

❝You WITCH.❞

❝You sold your soul to the devil & for what?❞

❝Revenge will be mine.❞

❝The dogs will eat their fill of you and shit your remains onto the crags.❞

❝Our Grand Rite now is done. Blood dimmed dawn now shall come. Powers of the moon and sun ignite. All flesh trembles at the sight. Thirteen souls fed to hungry earth opens the way for our dark lord’s birth.❞

❝Oh this ain’t right. This ain’t right. Any fool can feel that, even this fool.❞

❝ I shall miss the dazzling wit of your conversation.❞

❝This is my vow. I will meet you here, before the moon goes above those trees. I swear it.❞

❝You know, my father said this was the land of second chances. This can be ours. All we have to do is walk away.❞

❝Living in here and not believing in witches is like living in London and not believing in fog. It is to deny what is right in front of you.❞

❝Love is a two-faced coin and one is certainly betrayal.❞

❝Love is not a lost cause. I will not betray the one true love of my life.❞

❝If. Such a small word with such immense consequence. For all of us.❞

❝The wine is from God. The drunkard is from the devil.❞

❝I recognize the symptoms of your illness, and it’s not called marsh fever. You’re with child.❞

❝He’s insane.❞

❝This is a good day for him.❞

❝If you knew my father, you’d commend me for waiting this long.❞

❝How long may we enjoy your curative presence in town?❞

❝There was a reason for my marriage. Remind me of it.❞

❝Is it murder to defend your mother’s honor?❞

❝And if these times have made you clever, the coming months may thrust genius upon you.❞

❝You care so much for someone you hardly know.❞

❝That was the bravest thing I’ve ever seen, like a man sticking his head inside a lion’s jaw. I would gladly reward you for your bravery.❞

❝All things are permissible in our dreams.❞

❝I believe trust needs to be earned.❞

❝The others bought and sold. We merely proved ourselves better at the game, but we draw the line at murder. Do we not?❞

❝I do tend to win whatever battles I fight.❞

❝You’re not the only one who knows what it feels like to hold desires that come true only in dreams. But every morning we have a choice – forget our dreams or live them.❞

❝True malice like that which powers the Grand Rite ferments best in a loveless heart. I have looked into your heart and it is anything but loveless.❞

❝And so the queen came to rule the king and all of his kingdom and thus became the Queen of the Night. And so she lived happily ever after.❞

❝For it was not by a kiss she might make a frog into a prince, but by a kiss that she make a king into a toad.❞

❝That night she felt one monster on top of her and another inside and she glimpsed what her soul was becoming and learned her first lesson as queen: be careful what you wish for.❞

❝You know the worst part about becoming a queen? You often have to marry a king.❞

❝Not all queens start as princesses.❞

❝Your eyes. So filled with want. The hard part is not getting what you want, child. The hard part is knowing what you want.❞

❝We had a deal.❞

❝I want to be just like you.❞

❝Sometimes in life we make choices. These choices in life they lead us to do things, terrible things and we don’t wish to, we’d do anything not to. Choice informs choice. They don’t resemble anything you’d have wanted or wish for. Tell me if it was like that. If it was a difficult choice. Please. Please. So that I may still believe in goodness.❞

❝I murdered 20 men and I make no excuses for myself. Will you have me arrested?❞

❝The dead don’t lie.❞

❝I am the only one that knows.❞

❝The next lie to cross your lips will be your last.❞

❝You would threaten me, your one true ally?❞

❝So you would buy me outright?❞

❝I want it to stop. The torture, the torment, the suffering… or I will tell them. I will tell them all who and what you are.❞

❝We know that what we desire and what we must do to survive are often at odds.❞

❝My husband’s affliction has robbed him of both reason and sense.❞

❝We’ve lost control. She’s no longer ours.❞

❝Why? Because this is the fulfillment of all our dreams. Vengeance for centuries of oppression.❞

❝I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a mixture of reason and bullshit in a man.❞

❝There was a time when I might have suckled more than a toad.❞

❝All the world shall be yours in return; all the world.❞

❝You asked who would do such a thing. The answer is many people.❞

❝The witch hunt has begun and we will be runninng the trials.❞

❝He/She has all the sweetness of an apple on a tree.❞

❝This dog will come back and bite.❞

❝Save your thoughts. Say nothing.❞

❝You must cry for me, for I have no more tears.❞

❝Where is the murderer?❞

❝Be careful, be very careful, or you might find yourself wearing peasant shoes.❞

❝You see I’ve lost everything in this town that I ever cared for. You however, you have everything left to lose. A sentiment that makes you vulnerable.❞

❝Do not stare at him in public. It weakens you.❞

❝The only thing keeping me alive is the look on your face.❞

❝All things return, like every salty tear returns to the sea.❞

❝They will hunt and kill and drown in their very own blood till there’s no one left standing.❞

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slavery starters

“You belong to me now, do you understand?! I don’t want to hear a single complaint!” “How dare you speak up to me?!” ”At the market they told me you were well behaved, you better not disappoint me now.” “How dare you complain while I provide you with food and a bed?” ”I paid good money for your pretty face. It’s not too much to ask you to do this for me…” “You don’t get to decide what happens to you. I own you!” “I don’t care whether it’s hard work. You do it because I paid for you to do it.” “If you oppose me, I will punish you so much you won’t even dare to speak again.” “Your personal feelings don’t exist anymore. You obey. Nothing more.” “You can’t take it anymore? Then I must bring you back. Broken products should be returned.” “Tell me who you belong to. I like to hear you say it.” “I do with you whatever I want from now on.” “Work through your hunger. You will get fed when you deserve it.” ”I think you’ve deserved the evening off. I know you’re overheated, go bathe.” ”You’ll need to get used to things around here, but I expect no complaints.” ”I don’t treat you half as badly as some out there. Aren’t you grateful?” ”I am not supposed to feel affection for you, slave, but I have no one else around to talk to.” ”I wouldn’t have slaves if I didn’t need them. Now do your job and don’t look at me like that.” “You can work harder than this.” “Don’t disappoint me, slave, or you’ll get punished.” “I expected you to be done with this this morning already. Have you been slacking? You know what happens when people don’t work their hardest, don’t you?” ”You serve me well, slave. I’m very fond of you. Now, keep this up another few years and you might even see your freedom again one day.” “Your tears mean nothing to me.” ”I’m not satisfied with your work. Try harder.” “You are supposed to fear me.”

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;†; A flash of something vulnerable echoed in her optics. She really should have known he would demand something along those lines– They had only known each other for a few cycles, at best. However, hadn’t she proved her loyalty?

Why the Pit would she divulge such sacred information to the mecha that would have gladly terminated her if given the chance? No. She would not bargain like a wretched d’ur to return into their cold, unfeeling embrace.

She couldn’t help but reply tersely, “If I wanted to see you dead or turn you in to the Autobots, I would have done so already. My allegiances are not as fickle as you claim and I can trust no one else besides you. Your secret is safe with me.”

Her temper however quickly cooled and a soft, nearly inaudible sigh, escaped her parted violet lip components. “Old Soul, you say?” How appropriate. Two old, scarred, and wartorn sparks embarking on a ship that gave testament to their condition. The universe really was full of irony.

“I’m… I’m sure it will suffice. When will we be departing?”

He tipped his helm as she spoke, optics pointed towards the floor and testing their focus, a brief nod at her words. He should have known better than to test her trust again, she who had thrown herself in front of a Prime to spare his spark. To bring her here, the very resting place of his spark, however, took an element of trust he had not yet fully come to accept.

“Excellent.” he said, as though his demand had been less a vulnerable insistence and more that of a captain checking up on a ship’s functioning operations.

“And yes. It is not much more than a lifeboat, truthfully, but it shall suffice. As for our departure, our time has become flexible. Few Autobots currently on Earth are capable of flight in space, and fewer would leave the relative safety of the planet.”

The ancient flexed his claws, allowing the ship’s visual feeds to flicker and fade, letting the control apparatus retract from his frame.

“But we have time to rest, my friend.” still strange to him, that word, but for perhaps the first time, he meant it. “We could depart in a few cycles if necessary, but here, no one shall disturb us. Take the opportunity to recharge, if you care to. The Old Soul shall be ready for launch when you wish to leave this place.”

He stood from the throne, leaving behind the entanglements of its command modulation, and stepped into the antechamber behind it, gazing up through the transparent panels of the ceiling to study the stars above, their form and formation. He did not speak a moment, leaning on his ancient staff. At length he asked a question.

“What do you hope to find at Megatron’s base of operations?”