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corrodedcoffinfest · 3 months

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Week One: Masterlist

I'm so happy with the turn out from week one! You all did so great, and I appreciate your participation so much! This week, we covered 6 prompts and there were 59 total entries: 56 Fics Written, 2 Pieces of Art & 1 Other Works submitted.

Color-Coded Ratings Key: General, Teen, Mature, Explicit.

Day One: Firsts

Fic Submissions:

Scout's Honor by @thisapplepielife | Rating: E | WC: 1000 | CW: Sex Acts, Language | POV: Goodie (Freak) | Pairing: Steddie | Tags: Newly Gotten Together Steddie, Semi-Public Sexual Acts, Touch Me While Your Bros Play Grand Theft Auto Super Nintendo, The Boys of Corroded Coffin Are Tired of Eddie's Horny Bullshit Full Throttle by @thisapplepielife | Rating: E | WC: 1000 | CW: Sex Acts, Bit of Exhibitionist Kink, Language | POV: Steve | Pairing: Steddie | Tags: Newly Gotten Together Steddie, Semi-Public Sexual Acts, Touch Me While Your Bros Play Grand Theft Auto Super Nintendo, The Boys of Corroded Coffin Are Tired of Eddie's Horny Bullshit

day 01: firsts by @hawkinsmafia | Rating: G | WC: 824 | CW: one use of the f-slur, unsanitary postal practices

Welcome Home by @corroded-hellfire | Rating: G | WC: 731 | CW: None

Corroded Coffin Fest Day One First - Rehearsal by @emesis-nemisis | Rating: T | WC: 998 | CW: Language, fighting, boys being incredibly nerdy, author taking creative liberties and making Eddie a year or two younger for the sake of this making sense (Its their first rehearsal before the Hawkins Middle talent show he gushed to Chrissy about.), Dialogue heavy. Featuring: Eddie, Gareth, Jeff, and Frankie.

Art Submissions:

Corroded Coffin Fest Day #1: “Firsts” by @luciferssworld | The boys first summer together as high schoolers. Facing the 'freaks' label head-on, but stronger together

Day Two: In the Beginning Fic Submissions:

and on the first day, god said let them have a drummer by @steddieas-shegoes | Rating: T | WC: 556 | CW: language | Tags: gareth introduction to the band, they are all idiots, that's the common theme with all of these

JULY 2: in the beginning by @the-unforgivenn | Rating: T | WC: 785 | CW: Strong language, allusions to drug use | Tags: Corroded Coffin; Jeff, Eddie Munson, Grant, Gareth and Jay - the first (but not the best) drummer of Corroded Coffin

Corroded Coffin Fest - Day 2 - In the Beginning by @jo-harrington | Rating: T | WC: 935 | Tags: Friendship, mentions of FOI, Freak #3 is named Dave in my universe

Day 2: In the Beginning by @munson-blurbs | Rating: T | WC: 621 | CW: mentioned parental neglect, insecurities related to parenthood | Tags: Eddie Munson, Elizabeth Munson, Al Munson, baby Eddie

Contemplating Coffin by @corroded-hellfire | Rating: T | WC: 731 | CW: Language, weed

Day Three: Best Friends Fic Submissions:

you're my best friend by @steddieas-shegoes | Rating: T | WC: 531 | CW: arguing between friends | Tags: mild angst with a happy ending, side steddie, gareth and eddie are bffs 4 lyf

JULY 3: best friends by @the-unforgivenn | Rating: T | WC: 746 | CW: Strong language, Jeff being a literal angel, Eddie and Gareth being feral goblins | Tags: Corroded Coffin; Jeff, Eddie Munson, Grant, Gareth

Corroded Coffin Fest - Day 3 - Best Friends by @jo-harrington | Rating: T | WC: 941 | Tags: Friendship, jealousy, tiny bit of angst, mentions of FOI, tiny bit of Jeff backstory, Freak #3 is named Dave in my universe, special appearance of the freshman

To Gareth, From Ronnie by @rip-quizilla | Rating: T | WC: 442 | CW: None | Tags: Ronnie writes a letter to Gareth detailing the truth about being Eddie Munson's best friend.

Day 3: Best Friends by @munson-blurbs | Rating: M | WC: 756 | CW: canon-compliant, bullying, violence | Tags: Eddie Munson, Gareth, Grant, Jeff, Jason Carver, Andy, Patrick McKinney, Lucas Sinclair, Gareth's POV, canon dialogue used throughout

Best Buds by @corroded-hellfire | Rating: G | WC: 893 | CW: Language | Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

day 03 : best friends by @hawkinsmafia | Rating: G | WC: 541 | CW: one use of the f-slur (directed at self) | Pairing: Gareth Emerson x oc Fox Buckley

Day Four: Eddie Fic Submissions:

a goddamn rockstar by @steddieas-shegoes | Rating: T | WC: 912 | CW: language | Tags: side steddie, robin is also here, kinda just feels right to have these 6, new spicy 6 just dropped i guess

JULY 4: eddie by @the-unforgivenn | Rating: M | WC: 712 | CW: Strong language, Upside Down, Kas!Eddie, teeny bit of angst but definitely some comfort at the end. Also, don’t come at me - I don’t know guitar chords like they do | Tags: Eddie Munson, Gareth Emerson, Jeff, Grant, Vecna, Corroded Coffin

Corroded Coffin Fest - Day 4 - Eddie by @jo-harrington | Rating: T | WC: 990 | Tags: A tiny bit of angst, protective Eddie, probably bad representation of playing guitar--I don't know much music lingo

Echoes and Silence, Patience and Grace by @dreamwatch | Rating: T | WC: 997 | CW: mention of abusive parent, mention of death of a parent, language | POV: Eddie | Tags: Angst with a happy ending, rock star Eddie Munson, Introspective Eddie Munson, character study

Untitled by @br0ck-eddie | Rating: T | WC: 469 | CW: some post S4 Pairing: None (maybe steddie if you really squint)

Day 4: Eddie by @munson-blurbs | Rating: T | WC: 619 | CW: bullying, brief violence | Tags: Eddie Munson, Jason Carver, Billy Hargrove, Tommy Hagan, Hawkins High 1985

A Court of Eddie's Reactions by @corroded-hellfire | Rating: G | WC: 994 | CW: Language | Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Other Submissions:

Eddie Munson: Fluff Alphabet by @hawkinsmafia | Other Type: Character Alphabet | Rating: G | CW: two minor, non-graphic mentions of sex; one brief mention of recreational marijuana use | Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader (no assumed gender)

Day Five: On the Road Again Fic Submissions:

On the Road Again - Rockstar!Eddie Munson x GN!reader by @strawberrysodaslut | Rating: G | WC: 700 | Pairing: Rockstar!Eddie Munson x GN!reader | Tags: SFW, fluff, no use of Y/N, established relationship no descriptors for reader, sleep troubles, slight mentions of nausea and vomit as well as mentions of the standard toilet system in tour buses, in my writing world the bunks are big enough to fit you and eddie no matter what!

maybe forever by @steddieas-shegoes | Rating: T | WC: 689 | CW: none | Tags: bisexual gareth, good friend eddie munson, future fic, super famous corroded coffin

JULY 5: on the road again by @the-unforgivenn | Rating: T | WC: 989 | CW: Strong language, mentions of alcohol, poor attempts at witty banter | Tags: Corroded Coffin

Corroded Coffin Fest - Day 5 - On the Road Again by @jo-harrington | Rating: T | WC: 993 | Tags: Angst, some swearing, coming of age friendship fluffiness

Untitled by @br0ck-eddie | Rating: T | WC: 325 | CW: None Pairing: None

Art Submissions:

Corroded Coffin Fest Day: 5 “On The Road Again” by @luciferssworld | Eddie's wild driving has the band soaring through their tour from small-town gigs to big city stages, they're ready to take on the world.

Day Six: Heard It In a Love Song Fic Submissions:

does he always do this? by @steddieas-shegoes | Rating: M | WC: 995 | CW: mentions of sex | Tags: everyone loves steve, but eddie loves steve like a love song, steddie, corroded coffin friendship

JULY 6: Heard it in a love song by @the-unforgivenn | Rating: T | WC: 314 | CW: Strong language, angst, self-doubt, Grant’s just not sure about much right now | Tags: Grant (Freak)

Love at first sight by @medusapelagia | Rating: T | WC: 997 | CW: None | Pairing: Steve/Eddie

Corroded Coffin Fest - Day 6 - Heard It In a Love Song by @jo-harrington | Rating: T | WC: 979 | Pairing: Dave/Tina, briefly alluded Eddie/OC | Tags: Unrequited Feelings, Confessions, Mutual Pining, Song Fic

Untitled by @br0ck-eddie | Rating: T | WC: 401 | CW: None Pairing: Steddie

Big thank you to everyone who submitted for week one! I hope to see you again for week two! 🦇

#corrodedcoffinfest #masterlist #mod post #week 1 #days 1 thru 6 #ccf

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transingthoseformers · 1 year

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I love the idea of the Autobots barreling around a corner of the Nemisis to see Megatron with his sparklings magnetized to him and skidding to a halt in shock. The mission immediately becomes "recalculating... Abort!" Except for OP who's looking in shock at the red and blue spikey babies as his sire codeing clicks on and into high gear.

Ratchet bum rushes KO and kidnaps him through the groundbridge to impart everybit of perinatal care he knows into the cosmetic surgeon's helm.

Yes

Exactly

Optimus. We know what you did last summer.

We know who you did last summer.

Blue and red spiky babies

Oh everyone's gonna know immediately. Immediately. Everybody knows, Optimus.

Why do I feel like it's gonna be a battle to get Optimus to GTFO??

interesting that this time it's KO getting yoinked temporarily borrowed

The idea of Knockout being a cosmetic surgeon who somehow got promoted to CMO is hilarious in my opinion like this dude had to learn some shit and learn some shit quick

"You're going to shut the fuck up for a minute and let me teach you about babies because I'm thinking you know jack shit right now"

#maccadam #transformers #tfp megatron #tfp optimus prime #megop #because of course #tfp ratchet #tfp knockout #theoretical ocs #🎶my songs know what you did in the dark🎶

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yellowfoot-06 · 3 months

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You’ve been going to this new magic school recently. Your old arch-nemesis was here as well unfortunatly. For the first few days everything was normal, then one day something... Changed.

Your nemesis became kind, treated you with respect, and helped out the poor. You didn’t know what happened. You observed her more, and noticed some certain things were gone. She didn’t bite her lip anymore when lying, instead fiddling with her fingers. She prefers to put her hair up instead of down. She’s more focused on reading than magic or fashion. It wwas like... They were a completely different person.

You roll your eyes at that thought. That wasn’t possible. Yet still... You observed. It was starting to get uncanny, how different your nemesis became. She began whispering and talking to herself, maybe even a little paranoid. Started talking things about a ‘game’.

One night someone knocked on your dorm door. It was one of your nemesis’s lackeys.

“You noticed it too, right?” She asked. “Your nemesis... My friend... She’s different!”

You nodded.

The lackey started telling her side of the story, how she felt creeped out by how different your nemisis was.

“We had a secret code, just for the two of us... But she just looked at me, confused...”

That’s it, someone noticed it too. This wasn’t your nemesis, this was someone else. A shapeshifter? Was she kidnapped? Although she was cruel, you didn’t want her fate to simply be to die at the hands of a monster.

You and the lackey agreed to try and spy on her, not, on it, and see what happened.

Then finally, you overhear your ‘nemesis’ talking to herself in her room. You hear the words...

“Ugh! I can’t believe I’m still stuck as the villainess from that stupid video game!”

#Writing #isekai #writing prompt

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the-narrators-ramblings · 2 years

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Every time I think of this blog, I always go back to the beginning. Not like, mincident beginning, but like, the beginning beginning.

Last year - can you believe that? It's been nearly a year - I stumbled upon some game I'd vaguely heard about in my dad's massive list of Steam codes. And I went, "Sure. I'll give it a shot," and loved every second. I went on to get the demo just because I'd 100 percent-ed the main game, and a friend even bought me Ultra Deluxe.

Not long after, I made my way deep into the tsp tag and ran into a little askblog. It couldn't have had much more than thirty followers. But I liked this blog; the admin was cunning in a way I'd grown to somewhat expect from Stanley, and despite the few posts, there was something so fun and light-hearted about the blog that drew me in even closer.

Out of the blue, then, came a post - jokingly asking for a blog posing as the Narrator to accompany the existing Stanley one. I entertained the thought for the day, but by the next, I was setting up a brand new Tumblr.

The rest? Is history.

I know that in the grand scheme of things, this one askblog is nothing but a droplet of water in the sea that is the universe. But even if Tumblr fades into obscurity, and memories of this place fade alongside it, the impact that was made will not.

I remember, when I made this blog, it all felt so big. Now I realize that I may have just been caught up in the moment, but what a moment it was. So many of you - one hundred and sixty-six (166) as of today, March 10th, 2023, and more just keep coming.

I'm sorry to those that have joined recently, as our curtains are drawing, but I hope you've enjoyed your stay, however short it be. I'm sorry that you came across this blog as its ashes have picked up in the wind, but I am so thankful for each and every one of you, whether you've vowed to never touch a mint sandwich or you have no clue as to what that could mean.

For the individuals I cannot exclude...

ABPA, holy shit, I love you. You're like a childhood best friend, accompanying this blog as it grows and shapes and lays itself down to rest. Watching Dan run through life and cause chaos with Stanley and sing karaoke with their coworkers brought me joy I could've never realized in the moment. Thank you for being there.

WIP, my beloved, my belothed, my arch-nemisis and my muse. What would my galley be without every single little post you've made? What would I be, without them? I still have that ask saved, from when you first gave yourself a name. I still feel bad for never answering, but the relic remains, hung in a frame of gold in a private gallery. Thank you for giving me strength to keep creating.

NYNA, named with no name, the little cat that's gained permanent residency in my dash and my notifs. A voice of reason and safety in a world of uncertainty. Another wing in the taspblog art gallery, small, priceless feel-good doodles up high next to the Mona Lisa of the taskblog (whatever that may be). Thank you for the little things.

432, I'm about to be very blunt, and very honest with you. I didn't like you, at first. But over time, your goofy little personality attached itself to me, like a little parasite growing harmless gumdrops in my garden. You didn't even need a blog to make yourself an essential part of the story. Thank you for being the book without a cover.

For those I couldn't make this post even more of a mouthful for, I still thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you, named anons, not-named anons, and those who just liked and reblogged (don't think I forgot about you, Stanley-Central).

And of course, Ivan. Without you, this blog would have never existed in the first place. Without you, this community would have never come together. Without you, who would we be?

Thank you. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for being you.

#admin post #the signature sucks but. oh well. what can you do.

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seaside-coffeemilk · 1 year

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Thinking about what would have happened if the Lightkeeper project had continued.

(this is mostly for the Alpha feels and angsty ramblings.)

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1. The first generation of clones might have to be raised by servitors, since the alphas passed away unexpectedly early. 😢

2. Or, to make things less sad, by the time they were at GAIA prime, they already had their successors learning alongside them. (Maybe technologies could speed up growth, so the first lightkeepers quickly were starting to learn alongside the zero dawn staff.)

But since the alphas met their fate in that meeting, to swallow their grief, the next generation of lightkeepers would try to focus on undoing the damage of APOLLO, while trying to ensure project zero dawn could still run as expected.

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3. Eventually, MINERVA would find the code to deactivate the swarm.

After the broadcast towers were built and finished, The Lightkeepers would continue to focus on healing the biosphere through monitoring GAIA.

4. Omega clearance would still be a issue, though there's nothing they could do until the outside world was stabilized.

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5. With different generations of Lightkeepers continuing the work, I'm imagining it would not be easy for the Lightkeepers' mental states, or to accept the purpose of their birth. Some might be depressed or lack the will to live / continue on.

6. If, for some reason, against all odds the Lightkeeper plan got to continue, They would form their own identities, and maybe some sort of culture or tradition would develope among them? Such as getting to choose their own individual names, or rewatching the hologram of Elisabet saying goodbye to the alphas as a way to pass down their history.

(If the deletion of APOLLO also affected the memory banks in GAIA prime, I also had the thought that they would try to pass down everything through writing down whatever they could remember. :( )

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5. Across the years, they worked really hard in helping GAIA settle the biosphere.

Somehow the generations continued, until the time came for the first humans to be released from the cradles.

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6. I imagine the newest gen of Lightkeepers ( also being the final one :( ) leading the first humans out to be settled, reintroducing them to the technologies from the world before.

7. With a new, advanced starting point + GAIA and the subfunctions, I imagine human civilization would develop to coexists peacefully with nature.

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8. For the next 700 or so years, humanity continues.

Eventually, the extinction signal + Nemisis would enter the picture.

I'm not sure how the once again advanced humans would do in the future. Maybe they continue to be even more advanced? Or does a highly developed civilization fall again before Nemesis arrives?

(In real life history, for some reason, civilizations with a more basic technology level seem to be the ones that last longer? compared to modern times, although humanity has only rapidly advanced during the latest 1 or 2 centuries.)

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No matter where the future of humanity ends up, I like to think there's a possibility that a good ending would be easier to reach, since they have GAIA and the subfunctions to guide them in managing the planet.

#horizon zero dawn #hzd #horizon forbidden west #hfw #elisabet sobeck #charles ronson #samina ebadji #the alphas #GAIA

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finnstansonly · 7 months

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every time my nemisis is on tt live talking abt his damn book it shows up on my fyp like against my will I just found out the discount code for this book at Barnes and noble bc it took me longer than 4 seconds to scroll

#and no I’m not gonna block him I just get sick at the sight of him #mo rambles

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ottermelon08 · 4 years

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Eve time!

Eve is agender. Code: Architecture is librafeminine asexual and abroromantic. Code: Empress is librafeminine abro and oriented aroace. Code: Escencia is librafeminine lightgender abro and oriented aroace. Code: Exotic is agender feminine. Code: Nemesis is agender feminine and aroace. Code: Ultimate is agender feminine aroace and androidic. Code: Electra is demisexual panromantic and bigenderflux. Code: Battle Seraph is demisexual panromantic bigenderflux and neutrois. Code: Sariel is demisexual panromantic bigenderflux and androgyne neutrois bigender

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eurofox · 2 years

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Gonna playthrough re5 with a friend, so postponing it a bit as it's unbearable otherwise with and skipping to re6.

Heard wild things about this,not much of it good mond you, but kind of excited. In the mood for something dumb as shit.

And honestly just excited to be Leon again, Chris is so boring.

My experience so far has been:

Remake: Good, but only with Jill as the item management gets too tedious with Chris.

Remake 2: Great, in almost every respect.

Remake 3: meh short and nemisis was a let down. Worse than Mr X by far.

Code Veronica: hasn't aged well and I'm struggling to finish. A remake would help this a lot.

Re4: fun, not as amazing as everyone always said but maybe because I waited so long.

Re5: sucks tbh. Co-op is good though maybe it'll get better.

Re6: waiting

Re7: great, actually scary which is rare.

Re8: also great, clearly a modern 4 even if not scary but tonnes of fun.

#so overall im having a good time #resident evil #re

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cheats-resident-evil-3-nene · 2 years

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Resident Evil 3 - Nemesis Cheats, Cheat Codes, Hints, Tips

💾 ►►► DOWNLOAD FILE 🔥🔥🔥 In order to get more income when you arrive at the destination, you are required to save civilian including your members Mikhail, Carlos, and Nicholai. When entering the Police Station and going into the door in the top left corner you will reach a room with zombies. After killing them, enter the next room, which contains the lockers. Once there, go to the other side to find a locker with a light on it. The game will prompt for a code. The code is either "", "", "", or "". This is a random number that changes from game to game, you need to get jill's s. When using the water sample machine in the abandoned Waste Processing Plant Dead Factory , you will need to correctly align the three lines of the water sample to process the sample. This will unlock half of the lock to the door next to the elevator. If you beat the game on easy, you get 2 bonus costumes for any rank, except F. After you beat the game, wait till the credits go by, you'll get a key to use at the boutique, that was locked earlier. In the botique you get her original S. On hard mode, you can get those, plus a miniskirt police type outfit, disco type outfit, and biker type outfit. Successfully complete the game once on any either difficulty setting and wait for the credits to end, then save the "Next Game" file to unlock "The Mercenaries" mini-game. Start a new game, choose that saved game, then select "The Mercenaries" mode. This mode involves controlling Carlos, Mikhal, or Nikoli from the train to the starting room with a two minute timer. Killing the various opponents and rescuing civilians during the journey will add extra money and more time to the clock. A rank and money will be awarded after the game is completed. The money can be used to purchase better weapons and infinite ammunition. Beat the game once on either difficulty and after the credits, you will get a key for the boutique in the first street in the beginning of the game. When you go inside you can change your clothes to Regina's from Dino Crisis, or Jill's blue clothes from the first game. Beat resident evil 2. You will then start out with an assault rifle instead of a handgun and you'll have some cool weapons in your chest when you get there. In order to recieve rare items from nemisis you must beat him after confronting him,then pick up the item he dropped. A woman looks at herself in the mirror. She used to be called Ada Wong But this morning she will say good-bye to the name. However, there isn't much time left before her next mission Barry Burton looks at his young daughters and says, "I'm sorry but my comrades are waiting for me. Even if that means leaving his family for now. His wife tries to hide her fear, so she smiles and says, "Don't worry. We'll be OK Leon Scott Kennedy is confronted by a man who claims to be a U. Leon says, "Leave Sherry alone. She is innocent. He looks at Leon and says, "But you have value. This is a good deal. Make your choice. Before starting a regular game, start Mercenaries once. No matter whom you will choose and how long you will last,. Now, quit the game and edit the file bio3. You should see. After this goes a 20 characters long digit and letter seqence. Now, replace everything with the following:. If you did everything correctly, you should now have Assault Rifle, Gatling and Rocket Launcher with unlimited ammo in. Leave us alone. Leon continued, "You're looking for your brother, right? Just go! I'll be back. I promise! Death," the chopper pilot speaks with a cold bitterness. Death," the pilot continues. But Hunk does not respond to the pilot. He doesn't care. Collect all thirty notes and books in the game to replace the first book in your file with Jill's Diary. Jill's Diary reads as followed:. Two weeks have passed since that day. My wounds have been healed, but I just can't forget it. For most people, it's history now. But for me, whenever I close my eyes, it all comes back clearly. Zombies eating people's flesh and the screams of my teammates dying. No, the wounds in my heart are not healed yet Chris has been causing a lot of trouble recently. What's with him? He seldom talks to the other police members and is constantly irritated. The other day, he punched Elran of the Boy's Crime department just for accidentally splashing Chris's face with coffee. I immediately stopped Chris, but when he saw me he just gave me a wink and walked away. I wonder what happened to him Chris, who has been on a leave of absence for a "vacation," called me so I visited his apartment. As soon as I walked into his room, he showed me a couple of pieces of paper. They were part of a virus research report entitled as simply as "G". Then Chris told me that, "The nightmare still continues. Chris left the town today to go to Europe. Barry told me that he would send his family to Canada and then he would follow Chris. I decided to remain in Raccoon City for a while because I know that the research facility in this city will be very important to this entire case. In a month or so, I'll be joining with them somewhere in Europe. That's when my real battle begins Her father and mother died because of the G-virus. And so, this little girl holds herself with her arms and bites her lip tight. She thinks, "I'm sure she will come back. She won't forget about me As he removes his sunglasses, a lady walks by him with light steps. A short time later, Chris discovered that his sister was looking for him, but was caught After escaping the city, Jill set out to join Chris Redfield. However, all she found was an empty hideout of Chris's. On the floor was Chris's knife. Jill left without hesitation because she firmly believes that Chris is still alive. She will search for him until she finds him. Then they can go and put an end to Umbrella Successfully complete the game on the hard difficulty setting to unlock an Epilogue. Epilogues are a short diary description of each character in the entire Resident Evil series which describes what happened with that specific person after their adventure. Successfully complete the game on the hard difficulty setting eight times to unlock all Epilogues. All eight Epilogues read as followed:. Successfully complete the game on the easy difficulty setting with any rank better than an F to unlock Jill's costume from the original Resident Evil and Regina's costume from Dino Crisis. Successfully complete the game on the hard difficulty setting with a rank of D to unlock two costumes, C for three, B for four, and A for all five costumes. The three additional costumes are a police miniskirt, disco, and biker outfits. Successfully complete the game once and wait for the credits to end, then save the "Next Game" file to receive the key to the Boutique on the first street at the start of the game. Use the key to enter and change into an alternate costume. After you beat the game proceed to do it 8 more times and you will discover the outcome of Leon,Claire,Ada,Sherry,Hunk and everyone else in RE2. In the police station after killing the zombies you will be prompted for a locker combination. The combination is Also reported as or In the begining Brad will get attack by a zombie in the BAR. He will throw him and the zombie will come back at him. Jill will run over, You will take control. DON"T help brad kill the zombie. You will save 5 to 7 shots if you don't shoot. That is where you save ammo. During the game you will see sticks of dynomite strapped to the walls, or oil drums lying around. Usually there are a lot of monsters by them. When you see them, press L2 and X and it will aim to the objects and blow it and all of the monsters around it into bits. Just don't get too close to the explosive, or you will blow up. When the captain of the Umbrella rescue team shoots one of his team members go over to the computer on the desk. It will ask for a password. This will open up the door. If you have RE3 game that you are low on ammo, you can mix gun powder, and combine it with your tools that you start with. There are two ways to get it as far as I know. I'm not sure you have to, but I beat the game once through before I did this, when you are at the clock tower, just after Jill is revived from the virus, figth Nemisis and kill him. He should drop an item. It should be an Inf Ammo Case. Finish the game and load the save. You should have infinite ammo. I haven't seen if it worked yet, but try it. After you beat the game the first time play it 8 more times and each time you will discover what happened to Leon, Claire, Ada, Sherry, Hunk and everyone else in RE2. Whenever you collect a key, goto the Player Status screen and select the key you want to change the name of e. Now, backtrack to the Player Status screen and select the same key again. When you highlight it, it's name will change into something new. When using the water control unit in Raccoon Park to drain the fountain, you will need to align the gray and black gears. The gears need to be moved in this order to correctly align them and drain the fountain. Move bottom left black gear Up. Move top center gray gear Down. Move top right gray gear to the Left. Move bottom right black gear Up. Move top left black gear to the Right. Please forgive me Claire. He does not care for Xbox Achievements. Total Film. Iain Wilson opens in new tab opens in new tab. See comments.

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questionablespider · 3 years

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So, I did a thing

This is how this whole thing started. I have two friends (W and J) and we chat online constantly about random things, including various characters we write and rp for shits and giggle when we’re bored. In February, W started the whole snowball rolling. The following is the text and description of what happened:

W: Oh can i change the subject for one second? Watched the new trailer for Resident Evil 8, and I suddenly had this feeling of “my character is slightly in love with this lady and knows she should NOT be" *shows photo of one the daughters*

Me: And Barbara (my classy, classy character) does not want that thing inside her home

W: My character can't even argue for once

J: Barbara’s already in the game anyway

W: The really tall lady everyone's in love with? XD

J: The hat is very Barbara XD

W: yes!

J: *shows two images of Alcina; the still for her profile picture and the gif where Ethan’s pinned like a butterfly on the wall and she’s smiling and turning away*

W: I fucking ADORE the logic of this games "nemisis" type character being her. it's so different, but she's ACTUALLY really creepy. So it works.

Me: *Please keep in mind these are the first images I’ve seen of this character and I have NO references to go off of AT ALL, so my brain goes for what it knows and starts analyzing the outfit she’s wearing. I’m a theatre major with a love for Edith Head. My brain naturally defaults to costumes at times of “what the fuck am I looking at?”* Okay, so........ the cleavage/bustline does not match in those two images.

W: XD maybe its an angle thing

Me: it's not. The slope is different

W: oh my gosh the most evil bio-weapon of all time. BREAST REDUCTION GAS!

Me: *actually watches the trailer, so I at least have some idea of what the hell is going on* oh hey, J’s in it too. He's older, but it's him.

W: HA!

Me: Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaah, I can't figure out if her body changes in size/shape/height or if video game developers really have NO idea how vintage period clothing works on the body. *I’ve seen this happen, it annoys me*

J: I mean it IS also a surreal horror game

W: Its Resident Evil. if it doesn't turn out she's a 12 foot ball of limbs eyes and mouths pretending to be a person that'll be the greatest plot twist of all time.

J: Mhm XD

Me: Yes, but.... the dress isn't laying right in the first trailer *watches the gameplay preview* Ohhhhhhh, okay, I see it now. Yep, game developer don't know how to code in pleats correctly

W: XD XD why didn't they hire you

Me: God, that is a weird looking gown that looks to be trying for all sorts of time periods. Yes, this would be me if I'm confronted by this twelve foot tall woman. ”WHAT TIME PERIOD ARE YOU GOING FOR, WOMAN?! DID YOU LITERALLY JUST GRAB THE DRAPES OFF THE WINDOW AND SAY 'THAT'LL DO'?"

W: X’D it'd work too. She seems like she has the pride to try and defend herself…. until the moment she just pulls your head off when she runs out of comebacks.

Me: Worth it. ”AND YOUR DAUGHTERS ARE RIPPING OFF BERNADETTE FROM THE DEATH VIGIL COMIC!"

W: XD THAT they'd respond to. Also is it bad i expected you to follow up "yes this would be me if I'm confronted by this twelve foot tall woman" with? Is that just me? XD

Me: Nope that's fine. And if me promising better clothes keep me from being killed? I'm all for it.

And now that I’ve better understood her dress, her character, her height, and other things? The result is this: https://the-dimitrescu-seamstress.tumblr.com/

Because someone has to be scaling that mountain and custom draping that woman.

(Please note, it’s a work in progress that I will clean up once I’m off work tonight)

#lady alcina dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu #yes I'm crazy #yes i'm trying to figure out how yardage a dress that size would take

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myupostsheadcanons · 4 years

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Superpowers With Representation.

ok, so in the past few months i read three books in the Superhero genera. What is unique about these books are the main protagonists are not the standard super-meta.

Villain’s Code, by Drew Hayes, follows Tori Rivas, Latina American, who was orphaned at a young age and goes on a journey to villainy as she fulfills a dream of creating super tech that would be accessible to not just the super rich-- through stealing tech and money... only to end up conscripted by the Villains after botching a job and getting caught by the super villain Doctor Mechaniacal.

The Nemesis books, by April Daniels, starts off with the death of the worlds strongest super hero and so happens a kid named Danny Tozier was nearby to help the hero out in his final moments by taking up the mantle of Dreadnought. Danny, however, got more than just super powers, but their ideal body... Danny was trans, born a boy but desperate to hide that he was actually a she, and now the mantle of Dreadnought gave her a chance to show everybody who she really wanted to be.

Andrea Vernon (and the Corporation for UltraHuman Protection), by Alexander C. Kane. A non-super Afro-India woman, Andrea Vernon, desperate for a job, becomes the assistant secretary to the head of the CUP, an organization that hires superheroes and contracts them out to the city. One part situational comedy and other part commentary on the genera as a whole.

Ranking the Audio Narrators:

Villain’s Code (Forging Hephaestus) > Andrea Vernon > Nemesis (Dreadnought)

Best-Written Main Character:

Danni (Nemisis) > Tori (Villain’s Code) > Andrea Vernon

Best Secondary Characters:

Villain’s Code > Andrea Vernon > Nemesis

Best Antagonists:

Villain’s Code > Nemesis > Andrea Vernon

Best World Building:

Villain’s Code > Nemesis > Andrea Vernon

Best Story Over-all

Villain’s Code > Nemesis > Andrea Vernon

If you have issues:

Nemesis (Dreadnought, Sovereign)

Danny is a MtF trans woman, 15/16yo. The transformation becoming Dreadnought involves a near-total transition from an average male body to a perfect/idealistic female body, so if you have a problem with physical genderbending and believe it is anti-trans... then gtfo... There is also a lot of verbal and mental abuse on top of any physical violence, and loads of PTSD trauma. The book’s main catch is that it is written WITH representation in the forefront of the narrative.. so expect lots of politics.

Villain’s Code (Forging Hephaestus):

Female Main character written by a Guy Author. While Tori is solidly written regardless, there is some of that “bad ass woman” tropage that needs to be accepted. Two of the side characters are a black girl that can turn into a dragon, and a Japanese man that gets turned into a monster... so the whole POC Transformation problem.

Andrea Vernon

Another female character written by a guy author, but not as well. It is a comedy that could be funnier and relies more on weird situations and making fun of some of the background going ons. The cast of superheroes get rather... stereotyped... I’m looking at you Diamond Rabbi.

#myu reads

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transingthoseformers · 1 year

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I feel like Megatron being the only bot able to sire might be quirk of his original frame type in Prime.

As far as we know he's the industrial frame on the Nemisis.

Maybe in times of scarcity or high population density all Cybertronians automatically shut of their reproductive protocols as population control. Maybe there's an off chance a skilled specialist medic could bypass but it's <5% umder optimal conditions and dreadfuly expensive. (Sorry Ratch not your feild.)

Maybe it was more cost effective for the Quints release a virus to deactivate the sire protocols when they started their fuckery. Kinda like gelding a horse makes it more tractable. Cybertron was forced to spit out mechs at an unsustainable rate so the Quintessions still had suply. Buyers can't breed their own slaves so it ups their profits.

But Mineing frames do a lot of heavy dangerous work. Maybe they had a quirk when responding to low population and ample suplies that if their carrier program or sire protocols or bits are damaged the other goes into goes into overdrive/turns itself on if it was off.

Say Megatron took a nasty hit that dented in part of his gestation tank. And the old bit of code bypassed the off switch and turned on his dormant Sire code... which sent out em signals that are sending the Nemesis into Heat.

Even if it's not a true heat Megatron's still putting out pheromone equivalents. Which is making Mechs around him confused and hornier than usual. They're looking Megatron's wrath and thinking "Mark me down as scared and horny!" Instead of the usual terror.

Okay now that's just gotta create funny problems because I imagine Megatron too is confused on why everyone is acting slightly differently

Like damn

#valveplug #tfp megatron #tf worldbuilding?#cybertronian biology

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morallyunhelpful · 5 years

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You know how there’s all those jokes like “I battle my queer codes nemisis and I have them pinned wile we make homoerotic eye contact?”

Yeah well we have a scene like that in the play I’m in so,,, uh yeah :)

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beyondfitmom · 4 years

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imababblekat · 7 years

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You Are Forgiven; You Are Loved

Optimus Prime X Reader

(S/N): Warning, Some Spoilers Ahead

-Author: Imababblekat

-Words: 3,203 (sorry!!)

-Alias/Code Name: Butterfly

-Mortem is your weapon; a scythe

-My first story on here you guys!! I’m so excited!!

Summary:

The war against Quintessa and the Decepticons is over, but Optimus still has one more thing to face. You. Will you not forgive him for nearly killing your brother and all the danger he's caused, finally deciding to leave him and move on? Or will you by some small sliver of hope in his Spark, stay with him and show him the affection you've both so dearly missed?

(story under cut)

Finally, it was over. While a short battle of only three days, it was an intense one. With Quintessa gone, the Decepticons vanished, and Cybertron no longer on its way to implode Earth, everyone was able to kick back and relax to their best abilities. There was still work to be done, helping fix the environments that had been nearly destroyed, and making sure the injured were taken care of; major or not. You, especially as a medic had your cervos full. It took a while tending to the seriously injured bots, but eventually things slowed down a bit. It also helped that Cade and other humans with an understanding of the cybertronian body where there to lend a hand. The injuries dealt to your body weren't as bad as some unfortunate others, so it was no problem taking care of them on your own.

"Alright, aaaaand. . .done.", you affirmed, finishing the last damaged part of Crosshairs.

"Still can't believe you hand your ass handed to you by a four foot, metal butler," you smirked watching the green autobot flex his now fixed finger.

"Oh shut it love, he got lucky.", Crosshairs groaned embarrassingly.

You chuckled, patting his thigh plate," Speaking of lucky, send my brother in will you?"

"Pfft, lucky, more like crazy if you ask me!"

You rolled your optics and turned back to your medic table, listening to Crosshairs make his leave from the giant tent. The medical tent you were stationed in was huge, once holding both non-organic and organic life. However, it was just you now and which ever patient you requested to be seen. The swishing of curtains alerted you of another bot now entering, though their footfalls sounded slightly heavier compared to your brothers. You ignored it, thinking that your mind was playing tricks on you from hardly resting to attend to others.

"Alright bro, let's see how lucky you were this time.", you spoke as you got your equipment ready.

"I'm afraid Bee is still out helping Yager."

"O-optimus!", you stuttered with wide optics, almost knocking everything over from turning around so sharply.

The autobot leader nodded to you, saying a small, quiet greeting. But that wasn't what got to you, what got to you was how he avoided eye contact. You could tell it was forced, as if he were to ashamed to look at you. That simple thought splintered at your spark, an ever present frown appearing on your face.

"L-let's. . .lets get started sha'll we?", you asked, stepping forward, but it was more to yourself than him.

You stepped forward, looking over the large mech's beaten body. It wasn't the first time you had seen him dented and leaking, hell, you had seen him dead at one point, but there was still that major hurt of seeing him in such a condition. Slowly you raised a cervo, reaching forward to observe a rather bad bullet wound on his chassis, but slightly hesitated, stopping just a few inches of his plates. Primus, how long had it been since you were this close to him?

Taking in a breath and shakily releasing it, you managed to push aside the lonely thoughts of your mind and moved on. Optimus had noticed your uneasy approach, he knew every little quirk of yours, and receiving such a reaction from you only furthered his quilt. You hadn't noticed it though, too focused on starting to repair the autobot leader. For the next hour, you two were left in silence, the only sounds being the twist and clanks of metal and screws, as well as the occasional painful grunt followed by a quick, hushed 'sorry'.

The air was thick with tension. You could cut it just by breathing. Optimus sat their on the table, his head crammed with thoughts about you. Why were so quiet? Were you angry with him? Did you hate him now for what he had done? If so, he wouldn't blame you for sour feelings. He would take them as punishment, like how he was telling himself now every time you removed shrapnel from his being.

In reality, it was quite the opposite. You were worried. Asking yourself why he himself was so quiet. You know Optimus to be a quiet being most times, but you also knew when something heavy was weighing on his mind. Did. . .did he not love you anymore? Had Quintessa said something to him to make him have negative emotions about you? Had she used you in some form or way to further abuse him? As your brain started to be racked by horrible thoughts, you hadn't noticed how tight your grip on the metal mans arm had gotten.

"O-ouch!", Optimus yelped at the pain on his already sore body, and you quickly drew away.

"I-I'm so sorry!", you quickly apologized.

"It's. . .its alright. . .", Optimus said, again with out making eye contact.

It hurt you, and you lowered your instrument turning your head to the side as well. His avoidance made you feel like you had just done more wrong. Having taken care of the major injuries, you turned back around to your table to put aside the tools that needed to be cleaned.

"You were hit pretty badly in the side, but luckily no major cords had been critically damaged. Those will take some time to heal, but nothing to worry about. I replaced any plates, mainly your arms, and part of your back as well as part of your face plate, so it might feel a little weird for a day or two. You suffered from a lot of bullets however. Some were lodged in deep and I had to work quick to prevent fast leaking. But other then that you're going to be fine. Just be sure to get plenty of rest and don't do anything physically stressing.", you informed Optimus, back still facing him.

". . .thank you. . ."

". . .any time. . ."

There it was again. That unbearable silence that always seemed to stick around. For a second you thought Optimus had left unnoticed, as you your mind was distracted by deep thoughts. But from the corner of your optics you found the blue and red mech to still be sitting on the table, his back facing you as well. You looked back forward, trying once again to focus on your duties. The tent was quiet, save for the clinking of your tools. You could have sworn it was so quiet that you could hear your own spark beating. Optimus presence still lingered in the room, and you quietly sighed pushing forward to get the uncomfortable feelings from your body. Walking over to a cabinet to grab some meds, bandages, and other supplies, you stopped just in front of it. Resting against the side of the large metal box was Mortem; your scythe. Yes, you were a medic, but once upon a time you were a fighter, a damn good one as well. Too good in fact. To good to the point where you began to enjoy it, taking lives, and had to step back to take a look at your own. The only time you ever engaged in battle now was if things were tight and hope was at it's thinnest. It was you who made the choice of when it was necessary to enter battles, because every time you did, there was going to be death, a lot of death. Not one enemy you had faced lived to tell of surviving the Mortem. . .till now that is.

Lightly placing a cervo over the deathly weapon, you gently slid down its handle. Your (e,c) optics solem, remembering the grimacing fight that nearly resulted in the mech not being in the same tent as you now. Things were getting dangerous, and your Spark throbbed seeing the closest family you had being beaten by the man you loved. There came a point where you saw Optimus- no, Nemisis Prime, have a very clear chance at ending Bumblebee's life. Your brother would be gone had you not stepped in and brought out Mortem. It would have been quick, easy, Nemisis Prime wouldn't have even known his life had ended had you not hesitated. With Mortem's sharper than air blade tucked tightly and dangerously around the evil Primes throat, you froze. This was not the man who knew he risked your life just by asking for you to be by his side because he loved you so much, but that man was definitely imprisoned in there.

There was a pause, a single tear running down your cheek as you choked out.

". . .I missed you."

It was silent till,". . .I missed you as well."

"Then why won't you look at me?!", you snapped, slamming your fist on the counter.

Optimus flinched, and you instantly felt bad for bursting out. You had forgotten for a split moment how beaten Optimus had been. But still. Why? Why was he acting-

"Because I don't deserve to."

Optimus confession caught you off guard and you watched as his body seemed to greatly slacken. Like he had a thousand planets atop his back. You slowly loosened your fierce grip, relaxing your shoulders and gently voicing out your thought.

"Why. . .why don't you deserve to?", you gently asked.

Optimus didn't answer, but you knew he heard you when his shoulders stiffened. Still waiting for a reply and not receiving one, you started to make your way over to the bot. Seeing you round the table he sat upon, Optimus moved his head to look the other way, feeling absolutely horrible with himself. Kneeling down in front of him, you tried to get his attention.

"Optimus, look at me, please," you gently asked.

You saw his optics want so badly to look over, even just a peek, but the strong Prime resisted the urge to do so. Slowly, you reached up with one cervo, and stopped when Optimus slightly flinched at seeing the hand come near his face. It broke your heart, but being careful, you gently placed it against his cheek, moving it so that he was looking at you. When his eyes met yours, Optimus felt his entire spark warm up and he relaxed into the palm of your cervo. Those (e,c) optics, he missed them so much. And your touch; by lord your touch. The contact you gave was incredibly different from the brushing strokes that Quintess would give him after having slapped him. Her touch was soft, and while on the surface it was to be soothing, darker meanings hid with in it. Her hands were posed with danger, like a beautiful snake ready to strike and inflict deathly venom. Your touch, however, was filled with care in its tactility. It was caring, slow, considerate of the receiver. It was like a mother holding her new born child. And above all else, there was no underlining tone to it; it was a touch filled with the up most affection. It made Optimus want so badly to pull you in for a long needed embrace, but still chained down by guilt he forced the urge away.

"Optimus. . .", you spoke his name.

Primus, your voice was like a melody to his audio sensors.

"Why don't you deserve to look at me?", you gently asked once more, your tone soft and filled with care.

Optimus hesitated for a moment, but the longer he looked into your gaze he didn't think he could hold back anymore.

"I hardly deserve your forgiveness, Butterfly. Much less to even glimpse into your optics."

Your forgiveness? He. . .he used your code name, not your real name. . .

"What forgiveness? There's nothing to forgive that hasn't already been forgiven.", you said with confusion and slight hurt that he had called you by your alias name.

"Exactly my point.", Optimus said a bit harshly, but the tone was more directed to himself than ever you.

Optimus never showed his emotions like this around others. He was always the strong, level minded leader a prime was to be. With you however, it was different. You had seen him at his best and his worse. He could always come to you, and you would always help take the weight that hurt him off his shoulders. May it be for an hour, or a hundred years. So you knew when something was definitely wrong, when something was really eating at him, and now was one of those times.

"Optimus, tell me what's wrong.", you said a bit firmly.

Said autobot looked at your gaze once more, hesitating on whether he should explain further or not. When he felt your other, smaller cervo reach down and gently grasp his larger one, he suddenly felt calmer, your pleading, worried voice aiding in his decision.

"Please. . ."

Optimus beautiful, blue optics flickered around the tent, before he released a heavy sigh.

"I've done so much wrong. I'm dangerous. I keep getting people hurt, or killed. Ratchet, and Bumblebee are barely even a few. Not to mention I nearly destroyed Earth. The worst thing though is that I could have killed you."

You gently squeezed the Primes cervo, him doing the same in response.

"Yes, you may have done wrong. . .", you started, looking to the side.

Optimus slightly raised his head, abashed by what you said, even though he repeatedly told himself he deserves only the worst from you. But with what Quintess had repeatedly drilled into his mind, him being the reason for Cybertons downfall and the pain brought upon Earth, it only stood to reason that you'd feel the same.

"But-", you continued, looking back at him with caring optics," you've also done a lot of right. We all make mistakes and commit wrong doings Optimus. But what defines us is how we come from those situations. Ratchet. . .Ratchet was a great teacher, but also a greater friend, to you and I. He wouldn't blame you for what happened to him, nor would any of our other comrades that have passed on. And as for Bumblebee, he doesn't blame you either. He's forgiven you, he forgave you the moment he tried bringing you back. Your one of, if not the closest friend he has, and that's a lot considering how many friends he has. And I know my brother, if he saw something bad in you, you really thing he'd spend so much time trying to get us together?"

Optimus Prime chuckled slightly at that, indeed remembering how excited the yellow mech was from just introducing you two. Seeing the grin on Optimus face made you smile slightly, knowing that you were doing something right.

"And don't worry so much about me. I've fought beside you since Cybertron. I can handle myself. If I couldn't do you think others would have really given me such a title?"

Optimus thought about it for a moment. While you had your true name that only a few were allowed to call you by, and your alias name that everyone mostly referred to you as, you did have quite the reputation on Cybertron as well as early wars on Earth. Bumblebee wasn't the only agressive one during World War 2. Even the Nazi's had a name for you; Toter Engel, or Death Angel. Some would say you were deadlier than your own brother, and some even thought you were a Decepticon at one point.

There was a short pause, the both of you just staring at the other with lidded optics.

"You are forgiven Optimus.", you smiled softly at him.

Optimus began to smile as well, but it quickly dissolved and his optics once again became dull. Feeling your thumb gently stroking his cheek plate, and seeing the beautiful face he had fallen in love with, made his true insecure thoughts reappear.

"Yes, I have been forgiven. By Cade Yager. . .by Bumblebee. . .by the autobots, but. . .", Optimus paused looking deeply at you.

You paused your caressing, optics flickering across his face, wondering what he was about to say. Optimus sighed, finally reaching out his own cervo to make contact. Feeling your smooth, metal cheek in his palm, and seeing your light filled optics made him hurt even more. Primus, what did he do to even be graced to meet you?

"But their forgiveness is not as important as yours. I'm dangerous. I could seriously hurt you. I-i might even kill you without realizing it. I'm so lucky to have your Spark, and mine yours, but I. . .I don't want to be the cause of your pain. I don't deserve your forgiveness, Butterfly. Not when I've caused so much wrong."

Optimus finished, his head now hung low, your's matching like a mirror. It was silent once again, and Optimus felt his eyes begin to water at the thought of you finally deciding to leave him. He saw it coming. He told himself it would happen, but that didn't mean it hurt any less.

". . .where will I go?", you mumbled

Optimus slightly raised his helm, brows raised and confusion lacing his voice,"Wha-"

"Where will I go?", you cut him off, your voice now more firm and clear.

"If you're so dangerous, then I must leave right? But where will I go if I have no home, because my home is here with you?!", you lifted your helm, optics teary and a sad smile upon your metal lips.

Optimus stared, his own optics threatening to leak, when he slowly leaned forward. Guiding your face with the cervo he had placed upon your cheek, your lips soon connected in a kiss. It wasn't rushed in the slightest, nor heated in the slightest. So much emotion was being poured into the embrace. Missing. Longing. Love. Forgiveness. This kiss wasn't like any other you two had shared. Both could feel what the other felt race through your bodies and exploding out into your Sparks. All the love he had built up surged through your body, but so did his abuse. You could feel the pain, the questions he was asking himself if what he was doing was right. You could replace as many metal plates as needed, take out as many bullet shells as needed, but the torture he had endured by the "Prime of Life", would leave wounds you couldn't just paint over. The emotional and metal pain within Optimus would take time to heal. It didn't matter how long though, because you would be there every step of the way to help him. To be there for him. And he knew that.

Eventually, the connection came to an end, and you both slowly pulled away, optics opening graciously to see the other loved one. Softly, Optimus Prime leaned forward once more to rest his helm against yours, gently pulling you onto the table to hold you in a close embrace. With heartfelt emotion, he spoke, his deep, smooth voice rumbling through you body.

"I love you (y,n)."

Your smile stretched across your face, matching his very own loved filled expression.

"I love you too Optimus."

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