hello! I came across your art recently, which is lovely btw <3 I read the megop fanfic you drew for! I enjoyed reading it and it has lots of chapters. It was rlly angsty but also cute. I was wondering, if ur comfortable with it, recommending other things you liked to read? or what’s your favourite fic so far?
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here's some fics i've (re)read recently that i've really liked (in no particular order).. they're almost all megop jhgjdgdhdh:
The Parent Trap by astolat -- [megop]. this one i REALLY enjoy, centered in the tfp universe, the autobots discover megatron had a sparkling and optimus has a mental breakdown bc of it. the kid is also very chaotic. it has just the right amount of angst, the icing on top of it
My Love is a Fever by spaceliquid -- [megop]. this one is set on the idw universe, it made me giggle a lot while reading it, it's a crack fic. optimus got himself locked up by aliens, and to get him out, megatron tries a very.. interesting plan !!
Like a Box of Chocolates by auri_mynonys -- [megop]. tfp !! if u like lots of fluff and married old men being goofs (while also unconsciously terrifying a poor bot just doing her job) then this one is for u !! the ending made me smile :)
Pay Unto Evil by lord_squiggletits (megatrons_mouth_laser) -- [megop]. idw1 and shattered glass !!! oh this one is DARK. it gets dark and it WILL make u cry and rip everything apart. fluffy and also not fluffy at all at the same time. has lots of violence and angst, i really liked it !!! :3
Accidental War Criminal Acquisition by Spoon888 -- no megop for once, set in g1. crack fic and cranky kid ahead, this one is still on-going but is very fun and fluffy !! does get dark at times !!! but it's okay because dadimus prime and dadtchet are there to save the day
Lunch Date by Chuzillla -- [megop]. EARTHSPARK YIPPIEE. this one is the cafe au we needed, crack fic and very silly !!! these old men go on a "date". megatron is confused and optimus is just happy he got to take advantage of this very convenient sale :3
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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.
you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.
you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.
don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.
if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.
you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:
how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!
aren't you happy yet?
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sure i find you in my hair and under my pillow and in the car. but i know in my heart you are picking me out of your teeth. i know i am burning through your sundays, sticking to your ceiling.
i hope i'm in every bitter cup of coffee and every candle wick and every bath. i hope my shadow flickers under your door so the empty hallway i have left behind is a swift dart of nothing more. i hope you find me in notebooks and stop signs and fleetwood mac - like i am marginalia on your life, i want my fingerprints burned into your days like acid.
i loved you, and you know i loved you, and for the rest of your life i will be the person you broke. for the rest of your life i hope the shame of that runs like a cattle dog, bites at your heels. i hope every time your cup is full or the moon is a toenail or a cat is purring or a laugh is in your belly or the sky turns pink while the sun is setting - i hope you remember that someone loved you, and you crushed them in your palms. you extinguished every future i lit. i hope that haunts you.
i hope you never fucking forget it.
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The bear trying to gaslight me into believing Claire and Carmy’s relationship was all sunshine by putting some never seen before flashbacks where he is suddenly smiling all the time… when the only thing we see season 2 is him miserable and worried and bathed in blue light everytime he is with or thinks about Claire, to the point he even had a panic attack about it????
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