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One of the best and worst feelings of all time is realizing you were scared for no reason. Like yeah I did it and all, but it was that easy the whole time? Am I stupid?

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hot damn i wish i could put together proper and supportive sentences to my mutuals who are struggling because the like button is really not cutting it here

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I lied about the loving polyamorous relationship I'm scared of the women and the fish beat me

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me when pretty robot women with a minute of screen time and only used for a romantic interest

I love you Chromia, Chromia I love you

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This scene makes me sick.

Imagine being Soundwave and you’re chilling, and then suddenly you feel one of your dearest friends in the universe die.

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current state of the ultrakill fandom rn

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When you've got task paralysis but your blorbos are waiting for you to finish your fucking hw so you can draw them

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guys

guys hes my boy and i lvo eh8im so much iomg onnafhbipu rufiurjfhn jrf

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THE TRANSFORMERS OIC BRIANROT IS WINNING HEL P ME

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HI this is my transformers oc savvy :3

hes a lil punk (also i used a picrew for this~ not my art I was to lazy to draw atm hehe will do so later though)

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theory

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hi tumblr do you wanna read my transformer ocs backstory? no? haha ok here you go

The world was cruel, This was a fact. Fate doesn't care who you are, Where you came from, Or what you did. It only mattered what brought you to your destiny. Even if it hurt.

"do you believe in fate, Savvy?" He asked me, it was a sparkling's question.

She ran through the chaos, her small build taking her as far as she could go. She burned, her entire body cried in fear.

'run'

Bodies dropped beside her, each new tear she shed was for a fallen friend. She was pathetic. Completely useless as everything crumbled around her. The gunfire was louder than the screams. For that she was grateful.

'Run. just keep running.'

She trembled in fear, unable to breathe as smoke choked her vents. Her spark felt like it was going to tear itself apart. Someone's hand reached for her from the rubble, crying for aid, she didn't stop. Stopping meant death. She hadn't even learned their name. So many lives, gone.

Her servos pressed against her chest, desperate to quiet the frantic pulsing of her spark. Suddenly, A familiar voice stopped her. Frantic, but fierce. He was fighting, protecting anyone he could, did he understand he failed?

She cried out, racing to him as fast as her small body would let her, desperate for someone familiar in this graveyard. She didn't hear his cries, his voice barely audible over the roar of the flames and the screeching of metal being torn apart. desperate for her to hide away.

His love for her was his end.

His servos flew up in a futile attempt to block the attack, but the force was overwhelming. The claws dug into his torso, and with a sickening wrench, his frame gave way. Sparks erupted like fireworks, his energon spilling in streams as the sound of tearing metal echoed in her audio processor.

His cry of pain cut through her like a blade, raw and guttural, before faltering into a strained gasp.

Her legs finally moved, staggering forward, but it was too late. His frame collapsed with a heavy, lifeless thud, his upper half crumpling onto the ground. A hand much larger than her grabbed her and brought her up to his eye level.

She squirmed in the stranger's grasp, kicking, biting, punching. Doing anything she could think of to escape, her tears flowing down her face.

"I'll kill you! You piece of scrap! You won't survive another day!" Her escape attempts slowly became but weak clawing at metal, and feeble insults.

"You talk too much."

She felt the metal tearing from her body. She watched in horror as her jaw and throat fell to the floor. The cruelty didn't end. Slowly, her audio processors were ripped out, slowly, effortlessly, like she was nothing but scrap metal. It burned. She wanted to cry, scream out to anyone who would listen. But no sound came. Nothing escaped her mangled form except the sickening creak of metal under pressure and the faint hiss of leaking energon.

She reached out weakly, her servos trembling, grasping at the air as if salvation might materialize from the chaos around her. But all she touched was emptiness. Her vision flickered. Static filled her remaining optics as they struggled to focus. She saw glimpses- blurry shapes moving in the distance, the glow of fire consuming the ruins around her, and then the face of her tormentor, twisted in cruel satisfaction.

Why?

The question burned in her processor, over and over, screaming louder than the static flooding her senses. Why her? Why now? What had she done to deserve this? She couldn’t hear the chaos anymore. The absence of sound was suffocating, more terrifying than the noise. Her processor strained to make sense of the stillness, but all it found was emptiness. She was alone in her agony, her cries swallowed by the void.

Her optics flickered again, weaker this time. Not yet. Please, not yet.

But the light dimmed further, her consciousness slipping away. Just before everything went dark, a shadow loomed over her. A figure, silhouetted against the flames, approached her broken frame.

"do you believe in fate, Savvy?" It was a sparkling's question.

"I think you can defy anything, even fate." She smiled. "There's always another option. you just have to try hard enough to make it."

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someone shoot me so i dont make a 3rd transformers oc BECAUSE I HAVE AN IDEA FOR ANOTHER AND I AHHHHHHHH

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someone put me down