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If not he/him lesbians then why palette.

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if you're trying to get into the head of your story's antagonist, try writing an "Am I the Asshole" reddit post from their perspective, explaining their problems and their plans for solving them. Let the voice and logic come through.

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I fuckinhg hate this stupid creature

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May your days be merry and light

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Has anyone else seen this tiktok 💀 curtesy of krazymage

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i deserve to be a big monster. i deserve to undergo a terrifying yet true and beautiful transformation

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"you should be at the club" I should be working on my fanfic

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contrast

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yeh

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it's that time again

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(x)

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i’m right

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Drift window nose for chapter 11 of Claws - I haven't drawn dragons in a while but I wanted to include the visual because I need him to look like such a goober

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i'm making a collection

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people will see a fandom thing and be like "why isn't this a fanfic" "why is there no fanfic about this" my brother in christ, because you're not writing it

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I tried my hand at a dratchet fic :D It'd mean a lot to me if you could check it out!

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: M/M

Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types, The Transformers (IDW Generation One)

Relationships: Drift | Deadlock/Ratchet, Drift | Deadlock & Ratchet

Characters: Drift | Deadlock, Ratchet (Transformers)

Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Chronic Illness, more or less, Canon Compliant, for the most part, Ratchet having a hard time with his hands, Hopeful Ending

Language: English

Summary:

He was a medic, for Primus’ sake! He’d been a medic, the CMO of the Autobots for millions of years – he should be better than this. He should be able to find a solution. He’d saved millions of lives.

He should be able to make his body work.

“Ratchet?”

Ratchet jumped – and whirled around to the voice at the door. “It’s my off shift!” he snarled, instinctively keeping his hands behind his back to hide the shaking. “If you’re not actively leaking you better come back during regular hours – oh. It’s you.”

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Ratchet has a hard time accepting that his hands no longer do what he tells them to. One evening, Drift surprises him in the medbay.

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my favorite genre of fictional character is like "i am terrifying to almost everyone, i'm very good at killing, i can endure anything, i've become exceptionally good at playing into my reputation, and if you try to give me positive social interaction i will react with confusion and cower in a corner like an abused animal. and i may try to shoot you. but there is also a chance i may imprint on you like a feral dog receiving its first loving touch! good luck."