#And I refuse to accept that it's my fault

[aphroditelovesu]

Ugh, my obsession with Sandman is back 😔 sad that it's the last season! So can I request yandere Morpheus with 💔 and 🖤? I think it suits him a lot!!

❝💔❞ - ‘’You can't leave me. You will not leave me.’’

❝🖤❞ - ‘’I don't want to force you to be mine, but I will if I have to.’’

❝tw: kidnapping, yandere behavior and threats.

Maybe it was all his fault.

He knew, he knew from the beginning, that he shouldn't let himself get carried away again, that he shouldn't make the same mistake he had before: falling in love with a mortal. A human. So ephemeral, so fragile, so... You.

Maybe Desire was right after all. Maybe his sibiling knew something that he, proud and stubborn, refused to accept: that love and eternity rarely coexist without pain.

But it was no use. As much as he was the master of many things, as much as he could shape dreams and nightmares with a simple thought, he couldn't contain what blossomed inside him when he looked at you.

It was inevitable. Uncontrollable. A feeling that burned like an ancient fire, the kind that consumes not only the skin but also the soul. It was overwhelming. It was magnificent. It was... Beautiful.

And you...

You didn't want it.

You didn't see what he saw. You didn't feel what he felt. You didn't desire what he had to offer, not his power, not the silent realms at the edge of the Dreaming, not eternity with him. Not even his love.

You rejected him. You refused everything.

But Morpheus had never handled rejection well.

He was too old, too proud, and, above all, too lonely. He had had affairs before — brief, intense loves, and they had all, invariably, ended in ruin. Some, he knew, had been ruined by his fault, by his coldness, by his rigidity. He was not a gentle or a caring creature. Never had been.

Still, he had hoped that with you it would be different.

He had hoped that the sweetness he saw in your smile and the curiosity in your eyes would break the cycle. That you, unlike the others, would choose to stay. You would choose him. But he was wrong.

Once again.

The pain of rejection was something that not even the King of Dreams could dispel with words, nor hide behind silence. And then, one night, while you slept, innocent, vulnerable, dreaming, Morpheus made a decision.

He took you.

He took you to the Dreaming, where everything was made of unspoken thoughts and desires. There, he trapped you in a golden and calm dream, where time did not pass and the body never woke.

You would never open your eyes again in the waking world.

You would stay with him. Forever.

He knew it wasn't right. He, more than anyone, knew what it meant to be trapped. He knew what it was like to be caged, silenced and reduced to a captive. He had spent a hundred years like this, and yet…

Still, Morpheus looked at you sleeping and told himself it was different.

That this was for love.

He loved you. He loved you with the intensity of a thousand storms, with the pain of a thousand centuries of solitude. He wanted to protect you from the world, from the dangers, from the pain of living, and most of all, from the possibility of losing you.

"It's love," He repeated. To himself. To Lucienne. To Matthew. To anyone who dared question him.

"I'm just... Keeping the one I love safe."

Morpheus found you where he had left you: in your quarters in the Dreaming.

The room was filled with silence and soft light, with furniture that seemed carved from ancient memories and scents that came from your childhood memories, lavender, old paper, and damp earth. Everything there was shaped to be familiar, to comfort you. To sustain you.

You had freedom.

You could roam the Dreaming as you pleased. The hanging gardens, the endless corridors of glass and mist, the islands floating in constellation-filled skies, all were yours. Everything was within your reach.

But deep down, Morpheus knew it wasn't freedom.

It was a gilded enclosure.

Because there was nowhere to run.

The Dreaming is him. And he is the Dreaming.

Even if you ran, hid, or kept quiet... He would always know where you were. Where would you go. What did you dream about that night. It was the price of living in a world woven from the mind of someone who loves you dearly, or at least believes they do.

And there you were.

Beautiful. Ethereal.

His.

Sitting peacefully on your bed, your legs curled up on the side and your eyes focused on a book you'd checked out from the library.

"Are you enjoying the reading?" Morpheus asked, his voice echoing softly.

You didn't answer right away.

There was no need. The silence between you was full enough.

He took a few steps closer, but kept his distance. He always did. Not out of respect. But out of fear. Fear that if he touched you, even in your dreams... You would hate him. He didn't want you to hate him, that much he knew.

"I brought this book to you when I noticed you dreaming about it, weeks ago." He said calmly. "A lost edition. Never published in the waking world. But I kept it. For moments like this."

You just turned another page. Slowly. Precisely. Impeccably. Ignoring him completely.

He took a deep breath. Or at least something close to it.

"I want you to be happy here," Morpheus continued, almost pleading — which is ridiculous because he doesn't plead — though his voice remained firm. "I want this place to be a home. I want to be... Something good for you."

But the Dreaming trembled, for a brief second, as if it knew the truth he was trying to hide even from himself.

You weren't happy.

And he... Wasn't good for you. But he refused to accept that.

You finally looked at him.

And in that instant, an instant that felt eternal, what Morpheus saw in your eyes struck him like no sword ever could. There was anguish there. Fear. But also something even worse: a silent, restrained, aching fury.

You didn't cry. You didn't beg. You didn't scream.

You spoke clearly. With harshness. With cutting honesty.

"I want to leave here. I want to return to the waking world." You said, each word like a thin knife piercing straight to his core. "If you want me to be happy, send me back!"

The room fell silent.

Morpheus just stared at you. His eyes were as black as the void between the stars, as cold as the absence of sound in a vacuum. On the outside, he was expressionless. Motionless. A living statue of everything he refused to feel.

But outside… The sky of the Dreaming reacted.

The sky was beginning to darken, clouds laden with rain and lightning danced in a possible and devastating storm, a mirror of Morpheus's negative emotions.

The kingdom felt what he felt.

And then, he spoke. Slowly. With a calm that sounded almost like a threat.

"You can't leave me." He paused. "You won't leave me."

"I don't want to force you to be mine…" Morpheus began, his voice low, almost a whisper that seemed to reverberate in every corner of that room that was also a disguised prison. "But I will, if I have to."

The words came out with the coldness of a sentence. There was no scream, no visible anger. Only the shadow of something deeper, more ancient, an uncontrollable need to hold on to what he loves, even at the cost of the other's freedom.

Morpheus walked to the exit of his chambers, but stopped to look at you, turning his head slightly.

"I will give you some time alone to consider my words."

It was not a choice, not an option but an ultimatum.

[revelboo]

……is ratchet synthetic energon (earth based) + constructicons (being earth based created) the reason why they got their humans old fashion preg? Does taking too much earth cause their transfluid to be more organic based?

A lot of the scenarios or oneshots are folks asking ‘what if’ and I just roll with it 🤣 someone had asked if it was possible to have a physical pregnancy with a hybrid sparkling and I went ‘why not.’ Some of these scenarios are canon to the storylines, some are just random BS.

Hey, some of them are more than happy to play carrier

Sparking Headcanons (trying to explain the weird way my brain works)

To a human, bonding and sparking feel pretty similar. There’s a coaxing and a sense of your partner reaching out, asking a question the human doesn’t quite understand because they’re not Cybertronian. If they’re fully bonded, they can be sparked if the human accepts. Another reader had summed it up pretty well. If you accept completely, you’re sparked. If you refuse flat out, you’re not. If you’re not wholly committed (a maybe) the Cybertronian ends up the carrier.

And that’s where things can get weird. With Cybertronians, whoever is the carrier stays the carrier. With a human partner, the new spark needs to eventually be transferred to a Cybertronian partners to finish developing or if something goes wrong (what happened to Megatron in Everything Is Alright). But because this isn’t what normally happens with two Cybertronians, they might not realize they need to take the new spark. @drabbletron actually suggested the oops, organically sparked route as: if the mech doesn’t take the new spark (doesn’t realize they need to) and the human can have a physical pregnancy, it can trigger that the next time they interface. Also triggering the Cybertronian’s frame to adjust slightly for going this route. If the human can’t get pregnant, their body will go into a stressed state (what happened in Everything Is Alright, though that was Star’s fault) and the Cybertronian’s instinctive response is to bond to figure out what’s wrong if they’re already attached to the human emotionally (even if this isn’t their mate in distress). At that point, they’re taking the spark whether they want it or not and fully bonding if this isn’t their mate. Congrats, you just unlocked a new husband by accident.

I kind of headcanon that Cybertronians can reproduce with humans because Primus is just fed up with his murderous children, so he’s stuck them with these ridiculously fragile and equally murdery beings that they’re now dependent on to survive. Even better, in some continuities, humanity is kind of Unicron’s bastard offspring in a very round about way, so there’s that. 🤣

Still trying remember how to draw

[qoldenskies]

i feel like out of everyone april would be the worst with self-deprecating humor. the boys have self-esteem issues but they're literally all the types to play up confidence or double down instead of addressing them (raph the least, but he can be pretty stubborn at times), but april's momentum only takes her so far and she is pretty willing to admit defeat if her usual methods dont work. the speed at which she falls back into the idea that she cant do anything right,,, there's probably a point where she jokes about it before it even happens to prepare herself for disappointment, right?

[anna-scribbles]

truest thing gabriel everrr said was that adrien had emilie's flair for the dramatics

[biblically-accurate-dca]

KILL!!!!!!!!!

[monimolimnion]

sometimes i wonder how much of my interests are fueled by spite. i know for SURE i developed my horse hyperfixation specifically because my parents wouldnt let me get a horse or riding lessons

[neonsix67]

Small personal life rant -

I have a really back and forth relationship with my father - but I am reminded every now and again just how he is the only thing he'll ever truly value and respect.

For context - his birthday was this past weekend and I am a person who LOVES birthdays. I always make them a big deal, I like to get gifts and plan trips and experiences. I want people to have fun and enjoy their birthday. However, I had just gotten done with a week long murder case I was on the jury for and I had just gotten back to work so I wasn't able to plan anything. My father got really pouty claiming I forgot and that he does so much for me so I pulled the card that for my last birthday he didn't even tell me or text me happy birthday... let alone do or plan anything for it. And the past two birthdays before that were the same deal, in fact he hasn't done anything noteworthy for any big achievement or birthday or holiday...at most he will give me cash.

So when I tell him this do you think he realizes fault? No he gets super pissy about how he raised me and clothed me and fed me all my life and how ungrateful I am. Like I'm not a kid who has always cleaned his house, taken care of his kids, gotten a job at 14 to help around financially, planned every party and event and trip and meal for as long as I can remember. He never even wanted to come to my special events unless I begged or told him he had to pick me up. You know how embarrassing it is to have your friends parents make a senior board for you because your parents aren't interested, to have your friends parents take you home after orchestra concerts because your dad didn't want to come? To have your roommates parents take you home on college breaks because your dad didn't want to make the drive? To have to BEG your dad to come to your graduation instead of your younger brothers flag football practice because you only graduate high school once? (Something your dad didn't even do?)

Anyway, so all I'm doing for him from now on is paying for a meal because clearly I'm not worth the time or effort so I won't even try to make a special day for him. From now on it'll be the same restaurant on whatever day we both have off. And does this please him? No, in fact now he insists he brings my younger siblings to the restaurant too and pay for them. There is simply no winning qith a brick wall of selfish-Ness.

[frumdyke]

need my dads support with something but hes way busy with grandparents and it really does make me feel like a burden. cus like i do kinda view my grandma as a burden and im doing the same shit shes doing. but what does that say about how i view disabled people. wough

[kallistoriae]

well i just changed my mind i think going to paris for a few days this week was by far the worst decision i’ve made in a long time (and i make a lot of bad decisions)

[bacchuschucklefuck]

but also literally the fact that jack manhattan stands up the hotel gift shop like right after/before she gets mad at liv. Paula baby be an adult. I love to watch them all spiral but i really do hope we get a liv confrontation moment

miss paula "slams screens down laptop style the moment she sees something she doesn't like to confront on them" donvaldson we can one day get there together I believe in you

[snekdood]

can anyone explain to me how me walking away from a situation is manipulating it somehow? who or what am i fucking manipulating?

[sophiethewitch1]

🫶 thanks for responding back! i appreciate all the hard work you’ve planned out for us 🎉 i can’t wait to see more of the darker themes fleshed out at the end of the first part, i will be waiting patiently LOL 👍 in terms of yandere, how bad do you think it will be? what do you have planned in that department?

also i hope you get better soon 😅 please take breaks and certainly take your time!

well ive said that its very mild on the yandere side even later on in the slowburn. its barely yandere more, like... obsession??... at least for the first while. the yandere part is more just there as a warning because I don't want to shock people with the small bit of dark content there will be. i really don't like yanderes that hurt reader (they just don't make sense to me. yandere to me is about having too much love, and you wouldn't hurt someone you loved??) and like,,,, spoiler cut here but like, these are all things that are in the tags/warnings/just information around

i need happy endings. i cant handle even the slightest bit bitter ending it hurts me physically. i am writing a happy ending. it will take grovelling, compromise, and probably fixing the universe but idc. i will uncritically romanticise toxic relationships. i can fix him he can fix me we will fix ourselves for each other. THATS ROMANCE BABEY!!! ITS BEING YOUR BEST SELF BECAUSE YOU LOVE SOMEONE!!! AND YANDERE IS ABOUT LOVE. ITS ABOUT LOVE!!!! ALWAYS LVOE!!!!

[skrimbloz]

My Atsushi design actually makes me wanna bash my head into a wall then explode into a million itty bitty pieces. HES SO SCRUNKLY. HES SO BLORBO BUT ALSO MIPY MOO!!!!!! I HAVEN’T POSTED IT AT ALL YET BUT WHEN I TELL U HE IS MICROWAVABLE. I HOPE HE BITES AN ELECTRICAL CORD AND DIES!!!!!

[talentforlying]

i've got stuff to do tonight but i am thinking about how it absolutely fucking pains me to see the joy and energy and love of living sapped from constantine's spirit over the initial run of hellblazer. like he goes from this spirited, wisecracking, life-loving, bully-punching, fastidious little guy to a man so disintegrated by decades of grief and being used and never being good enough for anyone that he was willing to be buried alive to serve a cause he didn't even care about. thank god they gave him back some friendly connections and some semblance of hope by the end of "red right hand", because that late-hellblazer constantine was utterly unrecognizable and it broke my heart.

[birt-art]

There's some great Elden Ring lore videos but where's my two hour long queer reading of Elden Ring you cowards !!

[yeslordmyking]

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