“Do you miss Cybertron? Do you dream of the skyline of Vos?”
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“Do you miss Cybertron? Do you dream of the skyline of Vos?”
it’s a bébé 🌟
🌟Bonus: uggo bean shaped bébé 🌟
“Take my hand and never know fear again,” it promised. The great spotlight of its face illuminated something emerging from its side, covered in what looked like stringy tar. It slowly came to resemble an arm, albeit several times larger than any human arm should ever be and… pulsing. Just under the surface. Like millions of worms struggling to break free of their not-quite-human skin.
The offer hung in the air between them.
She had known so much fear. It was fear that had driven her here, after all. Here, in a forest that had felt wrong from the first violently twisted and heavy tree, at the end of a bitter autumn that promised an even worse winter, under a starry night that had slowly morphed into pitch black as the creature - unbeknownst to her - drew its shape from the shadows all around.
She feared the persecution she knew she’d face when they found out what had been done to her (she could hear their voices now, it had driven each frantic step even as her feet began to bleed. Even as the sun sank and the warmth of the day dissipated into biting cold and she remembered she had no one to turn to and nowhere to go and no plan at all.). Fear had become an uninvited guest, a bully that shoved her to the ground and then kicked her while she was down. Fear had been used to manipulate, control, and guilt her her entire life. Fear had been used to keep her powerless.
No, she thought, I’m done with being afraid.
She turned her head up to gaze at the oddly cold light of the creatures face and reached out a hand to grasp its own.
It’s time I was feared, instead.
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I was inspired by this podcast I listen to called ‘Old God’s of Appalachia’, and I had some pent up rage haha.
I have like a trillion exams to study for but instead I did this
WIP of my absolute favorite OTP’s sparkling (。・ω・。)
A friend said this (poem?) was deep (pun intended), so naturally I had to make a comic with proud dad Megatron ^u^
Please enjoy (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*✲゚*。⋆
This is my first ever gif and it is absolute ✨shite✨ but I am so proud
//Have you ever wondered what it’s like//
//losing what you cannot live without?//
(I know it doesn’t make much sense, but electric tears wouldn’t leave my head)