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@oncewasaprime
R e s u r r e c t i o n
You sacrificed. You saved... Life gave you a s e c o n d chance. Do not waste it.
ABOUT ⚜ RULES ⚜ HEADCANONS ⚜ VERSES ⚜ Independent Orion Pax / Optimus Prime from Transformers Prime ⚜ 10+ years of RP experience ⚜ Multi-verse, OC and Crossover friendly ⚜ Multi-ship ⚜ 20+ Mun ⚜ Promo template used here
𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲 &. 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫
poetry written by may garner ig: crimson.hands — if you like these please show support to the author.
I cannot seem to find my way from underneath you, but you always find your way around me.
I am the sand and you are the tide, and you always silence me.
I cannot be the wound you dig open every time you’re bored.
Where daylight lets you see that I am real, so you’d rather see me dress down in shadows.
The garden I have tried to grow between the world and I is hopeless.
Evil lives here, right inside this heart of mine.
When I say I hurt, I bleed those words with a drip tasting at my tongue.
You open me up like I have always been yours to touch.
You want the crease of my lips, the valley along my chest, but you forgot the heart that was beating underneath.
I scream for hours on every ounce of hate I hold for you, bit it’s never enough to keep it from fading.
A kiss of the lips, a pull at the wrists, you love me until the world turns back, forget me the second the night fades.
How have you become my lover, when all you have ever been is a liar?
You are a taste I won’t find elsewhere, a type of hell that doesn’t live anywhere else.
You are everything I want, but nothing I need, more pain than pleasure in your veins.
Some days, the ache is so heavy and I cannot feel my fingertips.
My fingers are at your pulse, but your heart is not beating for me.
If alone means my heart will not longer ache, then I will stay put in my own arms.
You are the fire I continue to throw myself in over and over again.
I am calling for you, but you have already burned away.
I wish I could unscrew my head from its hinges, pull it apart, and rip out every single memory that tainted my skin.
on earth we’re briefly gorgeous taken from the 2019 ocean vuong book.
you think i’m fucked up?
tell me where it hurts.
like a family. a fucked family.
i don’t want you to be my mom anymore.
you have to be quick or we’ll get in trouble.
did you know people get rich off of sadness? i want to meet the millionaire of american sadness.
listen. no, look at me right here, i’m serious. listen.
we talked about you, about your nightmares.
days i feel like a human being, while other days i feel more like a sound.
don’t look down, don’t look down.
you have to get bigger and stronger, okay?
the thing is, i don’t want my sadness to be othered from me just as i don’t want my happiness to be othered. they’re both mine.
how come each time my hands hurt me, they become more mine?
i’m not scared of dying anymore.
it’s kind of like being brave, i think?
a kind of mercy. to be clean again. to be good again.
what about our skeletons, how do we get away from them?
through this careful bruising, you heal.
keep going. fuck me up, fuck me up.
do you remember the happiest day of your life? what about the saddest?
what if my sadness is actually my most brutal teacher?
i have to throw up.
you don’t need to be scared. you’re smarter than me.
they say if you want something bad enough you’ll end up making a god out of it.
how can anyone be a feeling?
you were drowning, it seemed, in air.
do you ever wonder if sadness and happiness can be combined, to make a deep purple feeling, not good, not bad, but remarkable simply because you didn’t have to live on one side or the other?
have you ever made a scene, and then put yourself inside it? have you ever watched yourself from behind, going further and deeper into that landscape, away from you?
everything good is somewhere else, baby. i’m telling you. everything.
help me stay young, get this snow off of my life, get it all off my life.
they will want you to succeed, but never more than them. they will write their names on your leash and call you necessary, call you urgent.
what is a country but a life sentence?
@miner16 ✦ "Welcome back, Orion Pax."
“It is lovely to see you as well, Megatron. Thank you for the greeting.”
Hello there, no need to respond to this ask or anything if you'd rather not but I read your rules and really do find your idea here super interesting! My rp blog is unfortunately a sideblog so I followed from a main
Hopefully I'll get the guts to actually try and send something it <:3c
said sideblog is "canarybot"
hope you're having a good day ^-^
I apologize for the late, very late reply. I don't mind interacting with side-blogs! I have some of my own, so yes! Definitely! I’ll look over your muse page and whatnot, but generally I’m open to any interaction :> If we need to plot, you’re more than welcome to send me DMs and such!
miner16:
“Ah. Orion.” Megatron’s expression lightens; becomes much less forbidding, even as he gives a pleased rumble. “I had hoped to catch you soon, as well.” he responds. “No– you are welcome to join me.” is added. “It is… good… to see you again. How fare you?”
Seeming to sense whatever ire the mech held earlier had dissipated, Orion turns his gaze to focus on him once more, studying him acutely before approaching and taking a seat next to him, “So, I had not come at a bad time? I am glad to hear that.” Cerulean orbs seem to brighten some, the edges of his optics crinkling in subtle fondness. He wasn’t sure, but being around this mech felt familiar and oddly safe, something he couldn’t quite put his digit on and he wondered if Megatron knew the answers to such things.
“I fare well,” Orion responds, giving a small nod, “I have just returned from a medical visit from my medic, Mercy and things seem to be progressing well. Are you well, Megatron?”
Hi. Please tell @Miner16 that he’s an asshole for blocking me instead of just telling me no to my request to rp with him. Thanks.
I apologize, but I'm not going to do that. You have to respect people's boundaries and sometimes if something makes someone uncomfortable, then they have absolutely every right to block someone or something. They don't owe you an explanation in these regards either, so please-- Understand this. Also, please don't call my friend an asshole. Thank you.
miner16:
@oncewasaprime
"... I'm not interested in being gawked at." Megatron warned, when he heard footsteps. He didn't bother to look up.
“How else am I suppose to observe?” Orion questions gently, helm tilting a fraction as he draws near but pauses as he catches Megatron’s tone. He does as requested and gazes at something else of interest, doing his best to continue the conversation even if that was not his forte, “I had hoped I would run into you again considering how our last conversation went or did I pick a bad time to come and speak with you?”
#oh it is my enormous wonderful son #my gigantic baby boy
Pfffft @sparkmender Samsa akjegnkae XD
R e s u r r e c t i o n
You sacrificed. You saved... Life gave you a s e c o n d chance. Do not waste it.
ABOUT ⚜ RULES ⚜ HEADCANONS ⚜ VERSES ⚜ Independent Orion Pax / Optimus Prime from Transformers Prime ⚜ 10+ years of RP experience ⚜ Multi-verse, OC and Crossover friendly ⚜ Multi-ship ⚜ 20+ Mun ⚜ Promo template used here
WHEN SOMEONE HELPS YOU AND THEY STRUGGLING TOO, THAT’S NOT HELP THAT’S LOVE
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Optimus’ reaction to hearing Ratchet’s alright
Optimus: 😍”Loud and clear, old friend!”😍
Yeet stop drawing the same things all the time challenge. 🙃
Anyway, have this pic of Optimus going 👁👄👁 while hiding in mist
polyhexianchicken:
@oncewasaprime
Whirl came to consciousness with a groan, extremely disoriented at the glaring white and soft colors surrounding him. The last thing he could remember was an immense pain in his back and helm, and then darkness.
Looking around groggily, he noticed a mech by him, doing something he couldn’t quite catch yet. Within a few seconds, he remembered he knew this mecha, Mercy. Who’s a medic.
“Frag!” Whirl sputtered, sitting up abruptly with a start. His double had shot him and he was in the frickin medibay while the other was still roaming around! He had to get out as quickly as he could and end that fragger!
At least he wanted to, trying to get off the berth.
As soon as Whirl begins to stir, Mercy glances at him, preparing to set him back in place so he could continue about his work but then he shoots up out of nowhere, causing the flier to tumble back a bit, “Whirl! Good golly ya almost gave me a spark attack!”
Features forming a frown, he huffs and gently sets a servo on the copter’s shoulder, trying to ease him back down, “Now hold on just a gosh darn moment! I wasn’t done with ma repairs. Can ya wait a second, partner? What’s got ya’ll bent out of shape anyways? Hilum found ya in the middle of the hallway with sum gun shots in ya back... I thought I told ya to stay outta trouble.”
A soft jab in directed at Whirl’s glass cockpit, “I’m guessin’ ya didn’t listen, yeah? Well, can ya at least tell me what happened or anythin’?”
Yawning, the Prime stood in the sunlit field, holding his mug of–well, the Cybertronian equivalent of coffee.
Weeks had passed–full of unending, exhausting conflict.
But for these few moments of silence alone, Optimus lifted his gaze to the sky, smiling tiredly.
Sometimes, I really miss the beauty of Cybertron…but then come times such as this one, when I remember how beautiful Earth is….
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ssjjsd Optimus is tired & so am I ahah :’D Even tho this is a low-quality doodle, it’s generally kinda scrappy, and there are a lot of mistakes….idk I thought it’d be better to post it than to let it sit in my folder of finished doodles ^^’’
I had mayyybe a little too much fun with the bg lol <’3
Sooo…….enjoy! I hope ^//^’’ ☕🌞😊💖✨
R e s u r r e c t i o n
You sacrificed. You saved... Life gave you a s e c o n d chance. Do not waste it.
ABOUT ⚜ RULES ⚜ HEADCANONS ⚜ VERSES ⚜ Independent Orion Pax / Optimus Prime from Transformers Prime ⚜ 10+ years of RP experience ⚜ Multi-verse, OC and Crossover friendly ⚜ Multi-ship ⚜ 20+ Mun ⚜ Promo template used here
Mercy I hope you have better skills than Ratchet trying to patch up two halves of Ambulon
“Ya tryin’ to say I’m not good enough? I can prove it if ya need me to. I worked my aft off to get here, so if that mech needs a-patchin’, send him my way. I’ll show ya what I can do.”
