#and in breakdown mode

[popcorn-plots]

editing some fics on Ao3 because it gives me something to do and takes way less energy than writing a new one.

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pretend

in her gentle care

touch my soul and hold my hand

only the important things

salt and pepper

waiting for you, for time and all eternity

wishful winning

[vainvaiheart]

and they were rivals (and they were rivals)

[yuukirita]

About Secondbeeau, focused on ES. Would Bee and Breakdown still be friends? Is Breakdown friends with the first Bee or did he only know the second one? Do they still have a bromance?

Bee and Breakdown are still racing buddies (you will take their friendship from my cold dead body) Breakdown didn't know the first Bee cuz I think he was born after the first one died.

Also like that they can both be youngsters that get into trouble- and unlike pretty much everyone Bee meets, Breakdown doesn't have anyone to compare him to.

[mongeese]

I understand why people do it but using "Kim and Harry would take a bullet for each other" as an expression of their personal closeness is meaningless when canonically, Kim would have thrown himself in front of a bullet to save Harry before they even knew each other. It doesn't matter if Kim likes Harry or not -- they're both officers of the RCM, currently acting as partners, and therefore Kim sees it as his job to protect Harry's life without regard to personal safety. I'd bet Kim expects the same of Harry, at least subconsciously. It isn't about love. It's about duty

[lorebird]

In which Ford struggles so badly to relate to other people that he wonders if he’s really human at all. The more isolated he becomes, the harder it is to reconcile with his own humanity.

[lyrakanefanatic]

Nash, talking to Lyra with his brothers: You know, you remind me of something.

Lyra: What?

Nash: A glass ballerina.

Lyra, who sees an opening that she is no doubt going to take: Wow…

Lyra: Men really can’t go two minutes without comparing women to objects.

The hawthorne brothers:

[millionsknives]

i spent my tumblr hiatus doing the things that really matter in life (making 35 trigun stampede text post memes) [1/2]

[amygdalae]

ok I play more hades 2 now

[goldkirk]

i haven't been this not okay in over a year and i do not miss it and i do not want it

[dickfuckk]

Ed can be anything

[kaseyskat]

thinking about sparrow once again putting everyone else before him post canon as he helps lark find a new purpose in life outside of the doodler and helps hero get into college and tries rebuilding a relationship with normal and pretends his relationship with rebecca is unchanged and plays emotional support to terry and grant when they need it and offers over and over again to help henry rebuild old earth and DOES help rebuild san dimas all while getting out of being asked about his own mental health simply by not being around long enough for anyone to notice he’s drowning because despite the pride and his mothers forgiveness and the rediscovery of his druidic heritage sparrow has never been more lost in his life and yet he doesn’t want to be a burden on anyone’s shoulder because he doesn’t know if he deserves it

[torchstelechos]

Housemaiden Lillian tried not to judge, truly! She thought the saviors of Vaugarde were incredible individuals with amazing talent and never ending bravery. Its just... shes not quiet sure what to think of the traveler in their group. At first she had thought them an unfortunate soul that had pushed themself too far to save Vaugarde as he had collapsed after the celebration, but after a while it became clear something was wrong with him.

The ever present smell of something sweet in the air when she entered the room to change the towel on their head. The way the lights flickered and bent around him in a pattern unlike anything she had ever seen. It was unsettling, it was wrong. But no one else seemed to notice! The other saviors simply went about their business and talked to the unconscious traveler laying in bed, unable to respond but listening all the same. It was like she was the only one to notice, to see, to be aware.

Then one day the traveler was awake when she came in to do her rounds. Simply sitting up, looking out the window in awe at the sunshine, turning to stare at her when she opened the door a tad to quickly. His eyes snapping to her and sparking with thousands of lights that dissipated in an instance, now back to the dark shade they'd been previously. They squinted at her before smiling wide, too wide, teeth sharp and pure darkless; the appearance of ceramics and not bone. It took everything in her to not scream at the strange creature masquerading as a human in her medical room, but she prevailed as she simply nodded at the stranger.

"You're awake. Thats good, I'll let your party know."

Turning around before the stranger could speak, she hurried away. But it was fore not as the creature let out a sound akin to the sound of glass shattering on the ground, but no, actually, was it the sound of a million tiks of a clock all at once? Or perhaps the sound of sobbing? Maybe even the grind of rock against scissors... If Lillian had to name what sound the creature made it would have been the knowledge of death breathing on her neck but she knows, she knows, she knows... the creature had simply called out "wait!"

The world reset itself and she turned back to the creature, the stranger, the traveler, the human. The thing that bent the lights and shades around it into undefinable things, as it looked at her with pitiful eyes.

"Could you... get me some water, please?" Its hands come up in a pleading motion, as if in mockery of prayer, and Lillian tried to ignore the anger that brought to her. She swallowed, and nodded.

Hurrying down the halls to the kitchen, turning left here, turning right there, bump into housemaiden Mirabelle- ah! Wait! Mirabelle needs to know her... thing... is awake. Yes, she can handle that abomination in human form.

"Housemaiden Mirabelle! Thank goodness! Your... ally is awake in the infirmary, please do go talk to them. Im sure they would enjoy your company!" Please, please, please take it from her hands she does not want to see it ever again, please.

Mirabelle's eyes widen before crinkling in joy, her hands clasped not unlike the creatures own previous pleading. Her smile was that of a human, perfectly normal, perfectly sized.

"Oh! Oh! Oh yes! Thank you so much! I'll go see him right now, thank you for getting me!" and off she ran, her pins dinging as she goes.

Oh thank goodness indeed, Lillian sighs, before continuing onward to grab a pitcher of water. She took her time to grab it and walk back, the unease oozing in the air around her but she is a housemaiden! And she wont! Give in! To some weird creature pretending to be human! Huffing and puffing she stomps back to the infirmary with the requested water. At the door, however, she paused.

What if the creature was a saddness pretending to be human and she had sent Mirabelle to it? What if it was something far worst than a saddness? What if Mirabelle was already dead and Lillian was to blame and that creature escaped and suddenly there was no more saviors and what if, what if, what if???

Opening the door to peek inside, Lillian is surprised to see how normal it is. The creature is smiling at Mirabelle, who is laughing at something it had said. The defender was also there watching on with soft eyes. The researcher sat close by with the child hanging off her, loudly talking about the food they were going to make the creature eat now that it was awake. And everything was... normal? There was no smell of sweetness in the air, the lights didnt bend, and the creatures smile was normal with normal teeth. It was almost like Lillian had imagined it all... did she? It's been stressful after the King and she had only just reawaken from being frozen.

With a sudden rush of guilt, Lillian came in quietly before setting the pitcher of water down on the bedside table. Nodding at the saviors who all cheered and waved and smiled at her, all of them human, completely normal humans. So why, why did she dehumanize the injured traveler? Was it because they weren't from Vaugarde? Was she being prejudiced? Why, why, why?? She thought, well, it doesn't matter what she thought. Clearly she was in the wrong and had turned against one of the saviors because she was tired and stressed out, what a horrible thing to do. Taking a careful breathe in, she turned to smile at the traveler in the bed and froze.

No. No no no no no no. THATS NOT A HUMAN. The shade of pain, of breaking, of rotting, of failing, of something awful reflected back at her from its eye. Stars, thousands, millions, the entire night in it's eye. The light bending and stretching and changing and becoming something WRONG.

Lillian screamed before running but the world bent and turned and shook and she fell hard. The creature making a noise impossible to describe the very feeling of time shattering in her ears and the yelling of humans alongside it. Wrong, wrong, wrong wrong wrongwrongwrongwrong-

Lillian felt. The world. Change. and Shatter.

Lillian woke up in bed, she forgot what she was dreaming about but the saviors were there. She remembers the traveler smiling at her, she smiled back. What a nice fella, that traveler was. Though, she did feel like she forgot something important, but well, you know the saying. If it was important, you'd remember it.

With a smile, she went about her day and hoped the future stayed just as perfect as it was now.

[euclydya]

Alright and that's our first new blacklisted tag for this new rule I'm forcing us to follow! Awesome!

[fanvoidkeith]

sometimes i am so afraid to tell my friends i love them back, because i have no idea what love means. i care about them deeply, as friends, but what do you mean when you say you love me?

it's not exactly something i can ask them and get a clear answer, because love means lots of different things. i tell my family i love them because they say it all the time to me. i tell people i love pizza because i like eating it. i say i love playing some video games because i'm having a good experience playing them.

does love mean family?

does love mean "i want to consume you"?

does love mean "i'm having a good experience with you"?

i don't know. i don't think i'll ever know. all i know is that i care about my friends as deeply as i can, platonically, because that's the only way i know how to.

[cutekittenlady]

Trains, Planes, and Autobots

Summary Fic Part 8

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Opening on a flashback to back during the war.

Breakdown is waiting somewhere on the Nemesis alongside Wildrider and Deadend. Breakdown is trying to avoid the two ganging up on him by letting Deadend spiral into another bout of existentialism and keeping Wildrider boasting about a pileup he caused on the freeway.

The three are waiting for Dragstrip and Motormaster to return from a meeting amongst the higher ranks of the Decepticons. Wildrider notices Breakdown not paying full attention to him. Breakdown tries to play him off, but Wildrider is still growing aggressive. Breakdown tries to appeal to DeadEnd who shrugs him off.

Just then Motormaster and Dragstrip return with Motormaster in a bad mood. Breakdowns relieved when Wildrider's attentions shifts to the two and asks Motormaster how the meeting went.

This turns out to be a mistake as Motormaster angrily shoved Breakdown aside. Dragstrip leans over Breakdown and yells at him to "read the room".

Motormaster rages in frustration and throws a fist at the wall leaving a dent.

Breakdown mentally hopes that they're out of the room before anyone can report the damage.

Motormaster goes on a minor rant about his authority being undermined and his efforts unappreciated.

Dragstrip suggests they "wreck that little red corvette"* but Motormaster immediately shuts her down. Saying that if they did that Megatron would have all their heads as string lights because "the little bastards 'irreplacable' at this stage in the war".

Breakdown asks "more than Menasor?" only for Motormaster to bark at him to shut up and order the group to move on out so he could blow off some steam. Breakdown considers asking if they've been given approval to leave the Nemesis, but not wanting to get shoved or shouted down again he holds his tongue.

---

Back in the modern day, its the break of dawn and Breakdown comes out of his reflections on the past by Swindle asking him which way they need to go next. Breakdown pauses and transforms back into his robot form and looks at, of all things, a paper highway map.

Hardtop and Swindle give him "a look" and Breakdown asks what they think they're looking at.

Swindle asks Breakdown if his alt mode seriously doesnt have GPS to which Breakdown responds that hes never needed it because "some of us learned to read a map!" besides GPS is human tech that they could use to track them.

Hardtop asks why Breakdown is so on edge about them being traced. After all the autobots have plenty more to worry about than them. Breakdown doesn't answer and instead tells them the way they're going before immediately turning into his alt mode and driving off. The Con Bros look at each other before begrudingly driving after him.

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Back at the Maltos house Dorothy, Megatron, Optimus, and Twitch are up and ready to start their own mission.

Robbie and Mo are also up to see their mother and sibling off, though Robbie is obviously still tired. Not having been able to sleep from the worry. He feels theres more he should be able to do to help his family, and by extension the autobots and Megatron.

Dorothy reassures him and tells him, Mo, and the Terrans to look after one another and listen to Ratchet.

Schloder pipes in that Dorothy has nothing to worry about as he'll make sure to look after the kids.

Dorothy acknowledge that before leaning in close and whispering to the kids to take care of Schloder too and make sure he doesn't get in over his head.

Ratchet hears this and gives a small laugh.

Schloder doesn't notice and asks if they have all the information they need to track down the Stunticons. Megatron confirms they do, but asks to be given any updates he may be able to receive from any of GHOSTs remaining connections.

The three finally take off. Twitch bidding goodbye to her siblings and racing to stay caught up with Megatron and Optimus. Twitch asks who they're looking for first.

Optimus tells them that the nearest and most recent information they could find was on Deadend. So that's who they're gunning for first. GHOST had discoverd his location but never got a chance to follow up on the lead.

They were going to New Jersey.

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Hashtag brings the database up back at the dugout as the group looks at the lists of thousands of transformers.

Robbie takes charge and asks Hashtag if she and Nightshade were able to implement any kind of filters on the database. She responds negatively. They have the search engine, and can manually flip through the files, but thats about as far as they got programming wise.

Schloder points out that they DO have something. Him and Ratchet!

Ratchet is an experienced medic whose seen more bots in his life than anyone else, and he has extensively knowledge on various decepticons. Between them they should be able to help narrow down who the red transformers Jawbreaker saw was.

Ratchet is not as enthusiastic. He points out that a new paint job isn't exactly difficult to obtain. Besides which not all of GHOSTs information was up to date. For all they know the "red" cybertronian Jawbreaker saw could have changed colors five times by now. Or more.

Jawbreaker gives a disappointed, "Oh."

Mo suggests they try and help jog Jawbreakers memories. Maybe if they redo what they were doing when he saw the picture the first time around it might bring something back.

Ratchet tries to disregard the idea but Schloder is all in and the kids are already trying to figure out where everyone was standing at the time. It becomes increasingly clear Ratchet is going to get roped into pretending to explain Combiners again. He starts wishing he'd gone with Bumblebee or Optimus.

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In an abandoned car factory we find a shadowy motormaster talking to someone about any progress they've made.

The other responds that he's managed to get the general location of all of the stunticons, but warns that although GHOST is gone the autobots are still absolutely at large and likely looking for all the escaped decepticons.

Motormaster disregards this. Telling the other that he's just making excuses, and demands to know where the others are.

The other scoffs and sarcastically asks if hes that eager to go back into stasis.

Motormaster responds by asking whose fault they think it is that he was put into stasis in the first place.

The other (its clearly knock out but i like playing up the shadowy unseen person trope so let me be coy) sarcastically asks if its really HIS fault that he went on a rampage and nearly ran him and a bunch of other cons over.

Motormaster replies in the affirmative. Tearing into the other for allowing his "family" to get torn apart. Insisting that if the stunticons had not been disbanded, they could have torn Megatron apart the moment he defected and won the war.

THe other just sighs, clearly having heard all this before, and warns that be that as it may, they can't form Menasor. Not yet. Not until they find the stunticons and convince them to rejoin the "family". After that nobody will be able to hurt them and they can do whatever they want.

Motormaster laughs and suggests that as a reward for their help, the other (knockout) could form Menasors "posh little red hat" and bursts into further laughter.

The other gives a sarcastic "ha. ha. ha." before refocusing on a map and a pile of rigged up technology.

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*So after doing some research Knock Outs alt mode in Prime is maaaaybe based off an Aston Martin? But going off a wiki page I found here, the make and model wasn't available until, like, 2009. But doing some math it looks like the war must've ended around 2008 in the Earthspark universe, and since this flashback probably takes place in the early 2000's at the earliest I decided Knock Out would probably have had a different alt mode. But since I'm dumb about automobiles I more or less picking sports cars at random. So KO gets a Corvette alt mode in the early 2000s because it was the first one I thought of and also a reference to the song "Little Red Corvette" because why not? He probably changes to a different sports car every couple of years. Lets face it, Knockout probably changes alt modes like humans change clothes.

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[anemicjellyfish]

Making memes at 4am insomnia