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borrowedtimeandspace · 1 year ago

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The Box (Although Not the Suggestion One, as That Doesn't Exist)

29. Element

From this list of gt prompts

AU: Good Omens/Doctor Who crossover, based on this post by @mayomkun and a conversation with @neonthewrite.

Note: My first time writing a Good Omens fic! I couldn't resist once I saw the art linked above, not to mention the rare opportunity to write for a smol Doctor! Also... this got quite long, almost twice as long as my usual prompts. I had lots of fun with these dorks!

Spoilers for Good Omens season 2, but only for like the first 5 minutes.

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The angel sighed glumly, kicking up a small whorl of stardust floating past.

It had been some time since the other angel who'd helped jumpstart this whole pet project had flown off, a bit flustered to get back to his own duties. Busy work, being a Principality, he supposed. That left the angel alone to stare, morose, at what had brought him so much joy not long ago.

All that time spent in the design process, all that effort sunk into putting on a magnificent show– and functional to boot, with all the stars the nebulas could churn out, given the time! All of that, just pfft in 6,000 years flat, once the Almighty got around to creating that "Earth".

Surely it must have been an oversight, thought the angel. He'd been working on this nebula right alongside some of the higher-ups who definitely would know about such a thing as Earth and the "people" meant to be the audience for all their hard work. And yet he'd heard nothing about it until that other angel- Aziraphale, was that his name? -brought it up right after the nebula came bursting into existence. Maybe the higher-ups simply assumed he knew about it, too? That could be why it was never mentioned.

Ah, well… soon enough, the angel would fly off to try and find someone he could talk to about this whole universal-shutdown business. He couldn't help feeling a bit wounded that so much went into things like this, all for it to be nothing but fluff and spectacle for one tiny little planet off in the corner. A corner that wasn't even fully manifested yet! For now, though, a part of him was reluctant to leave. It was still a beautiful sight, if he said so himself; watching the gasses and dust swirl, elements coming together only to expand in bursts of color and light. He reckoned someone ought to enjoy it before it all went up.

Then something made the angel's ear ring and his wing twitch uncomfortably. Some kind of odd sound that he had a hard time pinpointing below the muffled noise of the nebula coming to life all around.

With a befuddled frown and a wave of his hand, the angel expanded his perception of the space around him. The nebula soared overhead, and the ever-shifting motion of the brand new stars and their infant planets, all of which also blew up to an immense scale compared to the angel now, slowed to a crawl and then nearly a standstill.

From down at this new scale, the sound was a bit clearer to hear, but no less baffling to the angel. His head moved on a swivel to try and spot the source of the stuttering wheeze that seemed to be circling about. While the noise wasn't exactly threatening, it was unusual and, quite frankly, a bit upsetting.

It came into view slowly. Rather literally, it seemed to struggle to manifest once the angel caught sight of it. Something blue and angular and about the size of his hand, fading in and out of sight in time with the struggling noise, finally coming into full solid form with a low sound that almost could be mistaken for a sigh of relief.

The angel's eyes were wide. That hadn't been in the blueprints.

With a flex of his wings, the angel flew closer to the strange object that had appeared. A curious finger hesitantly reached out to touch one of the sides of the box to find that it truly was material! Not just dust and gas, but something actually tangible!

He'd just begun to wonder what exactly this odd and mysterious blue thing was, reaching for it with both hands with the intention to turn it over and figure out just how it worked, when one side of the box suddenly swung inward. The angel's hands twitched back in shock.

The box was alive??

Then, something even more shocking happened: out of the opening in the box leaned a tiny figure. A very similar shape to the ones angels took these days; pairs of arms and legs, one head, but no wings to be seen. And the tiny figure looked just as shocked to see the angel as he was to see it.

"Ah," it said after a moment. "Right, uh, hello! Sorry to barge in on you like this, but I've, ah, gotten myself slightly stuck, I think."

The angel caught himself staring agape at the little fellow. There wasn't supposed to be anything alive in this quadrant for a few million years, let alone sentient and capable of speech! The thought suddenly occurred as he remembered what Aziraphale had gone on about earlier: was this one of the "people" they were working on? He hadn't been hanging around that long, had he??

"Um," the angel managed to respond. "Not to be rude, but you wouldn't happen to be from Earth, would you?"

A flash of recognition crossed the absolutely teeny face of the figure- the person, rather- but he hesitated before answering. "Well, not quite that, but I was in the neighborhood. Must have gotten myself turned around somehow, and ended up in another…"

He trailed off as he leaned further out of the box, looking this way and that until his gaze landed on the looming nebula, and he stopped to behold it.

A warm bubble of excitement rose up in the angel's chest, cutting right through the confusion of the moment. All this time he'd been so worried about the people not being able to witness the wonders the universe had to offer far beyond that Earth place, and however this one got here, he wasn't about to waste a second!

"Yes, of course! Where are my manners?" The angel cleared his throat and maneuvered himself to float a short distance from the box to keep from blocking the view. He gestured grandly upwards with his arms and wings and said, "Allow me to introduce you to–!"

"The Horsehead Nebula," gasped the man.

The angel's head whipped around, the feathers in his wings ruffled agitatedly as he once again stared in shock.

The person in the box continued, "But it's just starting out! All those stars are only beginning to burn. Barely put the timer on the pressure cooker yet! Oh…! Look at you, you're gorgeous!"

A flurry of emotions flooded the angel as he listened to the little man praise his work (even using the same phrasing the angel had, making him quite proud of it all over again) but he did it in a way that was extremely odd. Like he expected it to be different. It did feel good to be recognized, but something didn't sit right.

"You've…seen it before?" asked the angel, floating cautiously closer once again.

"Oh, dozens of times!" the man exclaimed. "One of the classic star factories of the known universe, personal favorite of mine-,"

The angel interrupted, "Sorry, but I'm afraid that's impossible. I was here to kick all this off, as it were, and I haven't gone anywhere. And, meaning no offense, you are…surprisingly hard to miss in all this. If you'd been here 'dozens of times' already, I'd have noticed, and as far as I know, only the others who worked on it should even know what it looks like!"

Despite the angel getting worked up about it, he was more perplexed by this strange creature than he was upset with him. He sensed no falsehoods when he spoke, which only confused him more.

"Hang on, so, you…" the man blinked as he processed, glancing back and forth between the angel and the nebula. "When you say ‘worked on’, that sort of sounds like it was by design. Is… is that how this universe came about, and not by happenstance? You're telling me you built this??" Though his tone was incredulous, there was more awe in it than disbelief.

“Well, I…” For someone so small, this mysterious man had a way with his words that completely disarmed the angel. With a flustered grin, he admitted, “It was a group effort, but I was the one lucky enough to start it all up.” To punctuate the point, he gave a revving gesture to mimic the way he’d cranked up the engine just before it all came about.

Agape, the man gazed back up at the nebula. “Wow. I mean that is just…smashing work, really! If I’d known it looked this magnificent brand-new, I’d have come to see it ages ago–,”

“Flattery will get you nowhere,” the angel chided, shaking off the pride the little fellow kept stirring up, distracting him from figuring this oddity out. He did his best to emulate the authoritative tone of voice those upstairs took on, but he wasn’t sure how well it was coming across. Crossing his arms to try and look more serious, he insisted, “Now, I rather think you’ve got some explaining to do about just what you’re doing here, and why you claim to know so much about my nebula. I’ve half a mind to report you!”

Tiny little hands shot up in a soothing gesture. “Alright now, no need to get your…wings in a twist. I can explain, it’s just… well, it’s a bit complicated.”

The angel’s brow jumped expectantly, ready to listen.

“Right.” The man shoved his hands in his pockets with an awkward shrug. "Well, for starters, I’m a bit of a traveler. Travel through time and space, to be exact. That’s why I say I’ve seen this nebula before, even though it’s only just begun to exist. Seen it in the future, loads of times. Can’t resist, really, especially when I’ve got people aboard who don’t have the opportunity to get this far out from their own planets.”

“There are more of you in there?” blurted the angel, curiosity overriding the stern tone he’d tried to put on. Glancing up at the Horsehead, he said more softly, “And you… take them here just to see it?”

It was admittedly a lovely notion. Someone out there, in the future, bothered to trek across half the universe just to see the beauty of its workings. Warmed something in the angel’s chest to think that maybe all this work wasn’t for nothing.

“Well… not at the moment, no,” the man confessed, glancing back into the dark inner space of the box. “Just me right now…”

The angel’s wings drooped as he tried to imagine how that felt. Being a part of the Heavenly Host generally meant that one was never truly alone. They were all part of a group, and they knew they could rely on one another in times of need. Being all alone in a little box sounded quite…

“And you, erm… You’d said before that you were stuck?” the angel prompted, his voice much quieter in light of all this new information.

“Ah! Yes, I did!” the man burst out, as though remembering that he was, in fact, in a bit of a crisis. He shook off all the distractions and leaned back out to lock eyes with the angel. “I dunno if you can help me, but… Well, you see, this is actually not the universe I belong to. It’s a bit too much to explain, but the long and short of it is, I was semi-accidentally pushed past the limits of my own universe into this one. And well, you see, my box here, it runs on energy native to my universe, so I’m running on empty. Not even running, she’s just sort of… dead in the metaphorical water.”

He ran a tender hand along the blue threshold for a moment before returning his attention outward and upward. “This did happen once before, and I managed to get it fixed by recharging it with some of my own life energy, but now I’m thinking that maybe- Well, I’m wondering if, since you were able to create all this out here, then you could perhaps give me a bit of a jump start!”

"Oh! Erm, I can surely try," said the angel, doing his best to sound confident. "Should be simple, really, with a nebula under the ol' belt!"

The angel's arms uncrossed and he once again reached both hands out with the intent to take hold of the little blue box.

"Oi!" exclaimed the man, jumping back from the doors. The angel paused, sheepish when he realized that, being so small, the poor fellow must not have seen him coming and got startled. It would be quite a sight, he supposed, a great big pair of hands coming at him all at once.

"Ah! Forgive me. See, there aren't meant to be people quite yet, so I don't really know how to…" the angel trailed off with a bashful chuckle, then waved the thought off. He gave a gentle beat of his wings to back off ever so slightly so the little bloke could see more of him and hopefully not be afraid. Cupping his hands before him in the manner he intended to hold the box, he asked, "May I?"

The little man stood straight again, and gave a rather pointed adjustment to his clothes. "Gently as you can, if you must," he insisted.

"I'll be very careful," promised the angel with a nod. Then, much slower this time, he reached out and brought his palms up to meet the very bottom of the box, fingers curling up behind to very gently stabilize it.

As soon as the angel made prolonged contact, the gravity of the situation with the box became clear. The little man had tried to explain it, but now the angel could feel it. His eyes closed as he opened himself up to fully understanding.

"Oh, dear…" he breathed, briefly overwhelmed by the cold, empty feeling the box gave him. No ordinary box, it would seem, with its deceptively vast interior compared to the exterior. Another universe, indeed. The angel could also sense that it should contain its own spark of life, but as the man has said, it was completely devoid of it. An incredibly well-loved box, but assuredly in dire straits. "You are unwell, poor thing."

Blinking his eyes open, he found the man just within the threshold, watching with uncertainty and a little bit of awe. The angel gave a resolute nod and decided, "You're most definitely in need of a miracle."

With that, the angel shifted his grip to hold the box in one hand, the little man clinging to the box's opening to keep upright. Such a small, gentle movement for the angel impacted the man much more. He focused on the task at hand, taking a deep breath to concentrate his energy in the very heart of the box deep within it. Once he felt it, his free hand lifted and there was only one thing to do.

"Let there be light," he whispered, drawing his hand down to call upon the powers of Heaven.

The change was immediate. On the angel's command, the interior of the box flickered to life. The man whirled around to watch a blue-green energy fill what looked like a column in the center of a round room much bigger than the limits of the box the angel held in his hand. That room also lit up with tiny motes of yellow all around, and the little man gave an elated whoop at the sight.

"You did it!" exclaimed the man, turning the biggest grin such a small person could make to the angel. "This should be just enough to get home!"

"Oh, it's no trouble really, I–,"

The angel's bashful words were cut off by a slam as the opening to the box shut all of a sudden. He barely had time to blink and wonder about how abrupt that had been when it opened halfway and the man's head poked out once again.

"Also, dunno if this needed to be said, but probably best not to tell anyone I was here, if you can," he said with some urgency. "Not my universe and all, not to mention the whole future business- best left unsaid, I think."

"Right. Quite right," the angel agreed. He hadn't a clue how he would even begin to explain all this if he were to follow through on his previous threat to report it. Doubtful that there was even paperwork for this scenario.

The man gave a nod. "Thanks much for the jump start!" he called as he disappeared into the box once more.

The angel was just wondering what he should do with his hands, if he should simply let the box float on its own to do its thing, when it yet again swung open.

"By the way, I love your hair!" the man grinned. "Great color to it; I'm a bit envious, really!"

"Oh! Erm, thanks!" said the angel, smiling brightly as he accepted the compliment. "I'm rather fond of yours as well, I like the shape of it."

With that, the man gave one final wave to the angel. "Cheers!"

When he vanished into the box this time, it was for good. The angel felt a pulse of energy run through his palm before too long, and the box once again began to wheeze. It was a laborious noise, but nowhere near as sickly as it had sounded before. Just as slowly as it had appeared, it began to vanish, and soon enough was no more.

Slightly stunned, the angel contemplated what had just happened.

It was an odd feeling he was left with. The concept of other universes started to sink in, making him wonder even more about the Almighty's plans for this one. Had They made backups in case the 6000-year shutdown didn't work out?

Beyond that, it did make the angel feel better hearing that, even if it wasn't in this universe, his hard work wouldn't go unnoticed. Someone was out there, in the distant future, bringing people around to see the wonders of the universe. All the more reason, thought the angel, to not just run it all for such a short time and then stop out of the blue! Why create it all without giving them the time to witness it, if that was truly its function after all?

The angel, remembering himself, diminished his perspective once again. As his celestial body expanded, the nebula once again kicked up to high gear, young stars flying about amongst the dust. He gave a pointed flare of his wings, bound and determined to bring this issue up with someone sooner rather than later.

A strong beat of the angel's wings shot him out into the dark matter in a flash of brilliant light, and he sped off to do just that.

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musewolfloid · 2 months ago

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How tall is your tallest oc and shortest oc

Hmmmmm that's a hard one-

Funnily enough, both are answered with my Borderlands ocs. Tallest is either my Vault Monster Moxxi (Above, around kaiju size), or my Original Vault Monster, The Creator (Below)

(Its true form is technically the size of a small nebula- But the eridian titan form is pretty big too) Smallest on the other hand, going by height, is this little goober. Her name is Pyrra and she is a smol (She's mid 4ft)

#Quiet Musing #my art #oc #character art #original character

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smolwritingchick · 8 months ago

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You Did Everything You Could

Author's Note: This is a Marvel related smol brainstorm. Nothing BTS related. It's regarding Jennie's Marvel Character, Arjana! Working on the other requests and random brainstorms too so stay tuned!!

I wrote this years ago regarding her Marvel Character. I like the fact that I took a break from writing and got back into it because my mind has come up with new ideas while rereading and editing.

This gets a bit angsty so warning here.

I was thinking Jen's character, Arjana, would be a former member of the Dora Milaje. She'd have a chip on her shoulder and have some sort of rivalry with Okoye. Okoye becoming the leader of the Dora Milaje would be the cause of it. I even thought the reason she was chosen as leader instead of Arjana was because Arjana cracked under pressure during a mission and made a bad call, choosing to disobey an order in the process. The way she'd get scolded and suspended from her duties for a while, and have to see Okoye become leader instead would frustrate her. When back after suspension, she'd try to endure Okoye as a leader while going on missions until it became too much. Fed up, she decided to leave the Dora Milaje and Wakanda to live life in South Korea, settling for Seoul.

So, when I write her scene in Black Panther, I want to write the tension between Okoye and her. T'Challa would still want Arjana to come back to Wakanda but she'll refuse. However, she will still be there to assist him in any way she can while in Seoul. There will be a point when she finally comes back to Wakanda, and Shuri will be happy and request for her to be her guardian since the two are great friends.

I also thought her character could have a bond with Bucky and become friends with him when he's in Wakanda. She'd be requested to watch him by Shuri, which she'd complain about but does it anyway. Despite not wanting to act like a babysitter, the two end up bonding and have a close friendship while smol feelings start to grow but nothing develops.

For this smol brainstorm, I would like for her character to deal with Survivor's Guilt during the whole Infinity War and Endgame movies. The reason is that she felt like she failed to protect Shuri and watched her fade to dust in her arms. Traumatizing af...but Captain America finds her and tries to talk some sense into her.

Now when Jennie is told that she would be filming with Chris Evans...her dramatic ass is going to literally faint lmfao.

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Five years after Thanos’ snap, Natasha debriefed with Captain Marvel, Okoye, Rocket, Nebula and Rhodey. After their discussion, Okoye stayed with Rhodey while everyone else signed off.

“Any update on Arjana’s whereabouts?” Okoye asked.

Natasha nodded. “We found her. She was sighted in Japan, recently.”

Okoye sighed out of relief but then shook her head at the thought of her being absent from Wakanda after all these years.

“That stubborn woman…hiding like a coward. All we want is for her to come home. And for her to get through that thick stubborn skull of hers it is not her fault,”

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Arjana laid her back on the couch as she stared up at the ceiling. She managed to find a place in Japan to try to move on and forget about the blip. But dreadful thoughts would creep up on her now and then about Shuri fading away in her arms. How traumatizing it was to watch helplessly the person you've sworn to protect vanish into the air.

A series of knocks were heard at her door and she quickly sat up in alarm.

She had been extremely careful about not getting tracked. Did Wakanda find her?

Grabbing one of her sais, she got off the couch and slowly approached the door. And when she looked through the peephole it was Steve Rogers patiently waiting for her on the other side of the door.

Her stomach dropped.

Rogers was the last person she expected to come to see her. Letting out a deep sigh, she contemplated opening the door as she set her sai down on the table.

With a sorrow-filled expression, she slowly opened the door to meet the blue eyes of Steve Rogers as he greeted her with a sad smile. It seemed like he was trying his best to move on too after they failed to stop Thanos.

“Why are you here?” she asked softly.

“It’s nice to see you too, Arjana,” he greeted kindly.

“Sorry…” she shook her head. “I didn’t mean it like that…“

“Don’t worry about it. You’re a hard person to track down,”

“Well, I didn’t want to be found and yet here you are,” she responded dejectedly and let him inside.

"Are you all right?” He asked as he sat at the dining room table.

“I’m gettin’ by. You?”

“Taking it day by day,”

She made her way to the kitchen and grabbed two cups. “Tea?”

“Sure,”

Steve watched as she began to pour hot green tea she made not too long ago into the cups. Arjana looked different. Her hair had gotten longer. He then remembered Bucky had talked about what she would look like with long hair and confidently said it would suit her.

It did.

Usually, she would keep it trimmed and short but this time maybe it was because Bucky had suggested it to her that she decided to try out long hair.

After smiling at the fond memories of Bucky, Steve then thought about the reason why he came here.

“Okoye has been asking about you,” he informed her and watched as her body visibly tensed at the name.

She carefully placed Steve’s cup in front of him and sat across from him at the table.

“…how is she and Wakanda?” she asked.

“She misses you. She asks about you a lot. She felt less uneasy when she found out that you did not vanish. Wakanda is holding up and trying its best to move forward. They need you,”

Arjana felt a pang of guilt set within her as she thought about her home. It was selfish to leave abruptly like that after the blip. She used to be heavily a part of the Dora Milaje many years ago, even before the situation with Thanos but then chose to leave to enjoy life in different ways.

“You haven’t been in Wakanda ever since…that day, right?” Steve’s question interrupted her thinking.

She cringed at the thought. Ever since the effects of Thanos’ snap, Arjana couldn’t stay in Wakanda. Not after she failed to protect Shuri and had to watch her fade to dust. Not after she lost to Corvus Glaive as she tried to watch Shuri’s back. What kind of guardian is that?

After taking a long sip of her tea, ignoring the burning sensation on her tongue, she answered, "That is correct,”

“Why?”

“You know why. I can’t go back there,” she frowned and set her cup down.

"Yes, you can. No one in Wakanda will blame you. It’s not your fault,”

“I still couldn’t protect her. It was my duty and I failed,”

��You did everything you could to protect Shuri,”

“And it wasn’t enough!” she exclaimed with pain in her voice. “Because now she is gone. Faded away. It should have been me,"

"Don't do that to yourself,"

"I can’t even bear to understand how Wakanda is doing right now or what it looks like. I failed...”

“We all failed,” he shook his head.

They sat in silence for a moment, deep in thought.

“All I keep thinking about is that it should have been me. Not her. And not my king. They are both gone. The people we love and care about are gone…never coming back…” she whispered in the last sentence.

“You’re right…the people we love and care about are gone. But not forgotten. I wanted to thank you,”

She stared at him with confusion. “Thank me for what?”

“For taking care of Bucky while he was in Wakanda,”

The sound of his name gave her butterflies as she shook her head, “…that was all Shuri. Not me. She helped him with the brainwashing and everything. Her role was much bigger than mine,“

“You don’t give yourself enough credit, Arjana. The change of scenery and Shuri’s doing helped but also your companionship. You two were close, huh?”

She chuckled sadly as she felt her eyes burn from tears. She then began to wipe the tears away.

“Sorry… every time I think about him I start crying…but yes…we were. During his time in Wakanda, he began opening up to me. Slowly but then as we spent more time together, things flowed naturally. I wasn’t expecting him to do that but he had a lot of trust in me. And I appreciated that. There are just a lot of things I wanted to say to him…and when I spoke to him before he went on the battlefield in Wakanda, perhaps I should have said everything then if I knew all of this was going to happen. I deeply care about him. I just wish I could have told him how much…”

“When we get him back, you can. We are thinking of a plan to try to get everyone back. I want you to be a part of it. We need all the help we can get. And when we do get everyone back, he can tell you the things he has told me,”

“Which are?”

Steve smiled softly. “That is not my place to tell,”

#smol ideas #smol brainstorm #smol oneshot

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chibiveneficus · 3 months ago

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TFONE GOOD

thoughts and spoilers under the cut

things I liked:

the animation was so good!! it could be a bit hard to follow in bigger scenes with a lot of action going on but they did a good job keeping it mostly centered.

and the color!! the subtle glitter of their paint jobs when they get t-cogs, the surface of cybertron and the fact that you could see distant nebulas in the sky, the grunge of the mines contrasting with how shinier the higher levels are. if i could slurp it up through a straw i would.

Orion "Gremlin" Pax

they went with War for/Fall of Cybertron's road system which was cool then and is still cool now

THE FIGHT SCENES LIKE??? holy fuck they were soooo good. they had them fight like actual robots that could transform and they pulled off such cool shit (also that callback when orion got his head stuck when he was transforming for the first time and then he deliberately does it when fighting megatron to avoid blaster shots like. god. that was so good ((megatron also does this callback to being stuck transforming when he's fighting sentinel and using it as an attack. so fucking good (((just the entire megatron/optimus break up fight scene at the end was a fucking masterpiece i need to watch thrity times in a row stat))))))

keeping up the tradition of sentinel being an absolute ass. yay!

once they got their tcogs they just kept changing to survive what they were facing and i really liked that. 'change or die' it felt like

shout out to one OP for almost beating animated OP's record of shortest time dying and coming back

making the autobots the miners and the high guard the decepticons is a nice little twist

they are SO SMOL without tcogs omg

Elita "I am surrounded by idiots" One

when Jazz got a tcog and his doorwings pop up and he's just like :D

wheeljack causing the mine explosion. classic

honestly, all the little nods sprinkled throughout the film. you can tell that people who actually like transformers made this

things i didn't like:

bee. you could literally just take him out and nothing would be different. he didn't contribute anything other than leading them out of lvl 50? and i'm 100000% orion would have thought to climb the garbage chute given five seconds. (I know he's like the comic relief/kid appeal character but. still.)

why did orion tell the high guard to just...go with megatron? i would have bought it if they were like 'yeah, nah, we're going with this guy' but starscream literally said they follow the strongest and orion kicked megatron's ass so.........? though it's possible i missed hearing something (thanks apd), or was this a 'we're never trusting another prime again' thing

megatron's optics changing colors the more 'evil' he gets. i would have liked it better if they had stayed gold until he plugged in megatronus' tcog

things that i thought were silly:

the whole part where dead OP is falling down into primus and receiving the matrix. I'm sorry, it was really hard not to laugh

#chibi actually talks #tf:one #spoilers #i want to see it again right now!!!!

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stellanix · 9 months ago

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i went out with my telescope to a dark sky park on a weekday after a long day of work on a whim. i saw mercury through my telescope for the first time (it's smol and crescent)! i saw the crab nebula, and M78, and a whole bunch of galaxies!!! I SAW THE LEO TRIPLET AAAAAAAAA

AND THE ORION NEBULA!!!! i could see so much more than i usually do, details i'd only seen in pictures, so much nebula! i am beyond overjoyed this was the best way to induce sleep deprivation when i have work the next day ever

#space #astronomy #now i just need neptune and i'll have seen all the planets through my telescope!

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froppy-butterflyfan2000 · 1 year ago

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Tomstar Children, each one come from a different universe.

Rose Butterfly Lucitor is from my Tomstar AU.

Nebula Butterfly Lucitor is from her owner, @ej-cappy-universe’s next gen universe, The Cappyverse.

Sunset Butterfly is from her owner, @cooltmoney95’s next gen verse, T-mackverse.

Umbros-Quinn Diana Lucitor belongs to @princekaiofstars, and is from her respective universe. This is her Rabcon, in smol form. :3

#Rose B.L.#Rose Lucitor #Rose Butterfly #Umbros-Quinn Diana Butterfly #nebula butterfly lucitor #t-mackverse #Tomstar AU #cappyverse #svtfoe next gen #tomstar

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pennyroks77 · 1 year ago

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@your-pal-nebula

smol lynx and lulu

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flooftism · 2 years ago

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(ू˃̣̣̣̣̣̣︿˂̣̣̣̣̣̣ ू) EVERETT'S PRONOUN HOARD ଓ

i hoard many, many pronouns. i figured i would organize them all into a masterlist so you don't have to ask me whenever you want to refer to me.

Xミ◦❧◦°˚°◦.¸¸◦°´♥︎*•.¸ ~Xx♥︎xX~ ¸.•*♥︎´°◦¸¸.◦°˚°◦☙◦彡X

NORMAL PRONOUNS ଓ

fae/fae/faer/faers/faerself

they/them/their/theirs/themself

he/him/his/his/himself

it/it/its/its/itself

EDGY THEMED NEOS ଓ

goth/goth/goths/goths/gothself

floof/floof/floofs/floofs/floofself

blood/blood/bloods/bloods/bloodself

howl/howl/howls/howls/howlself

skull/skull/skulls/skulls/skullself

collar/collar/collars/collars/collarself

edge/edge/edgys/edgys/edgyself

claw/claw/claws/claws/clawself

grim/grimm/grimms/grimms/grimmself

knife/knife/knifes/knives/kniveself

scourge/scourge/scourges/scourges/scourgeself

spike/spike/spikes/spikes/spikeself

rot/rot/rots/rots/rotself

stab/stab/stabs/stabs/stabself

bite/bite/bites/bites/biteself

fang/fang/fangs/fangs/fangself

beast/beast/beasts/beasts/beastself

blade/blade/blades/blades/bladeself

candle/candle/candles/candles/candleself

wilt/wilt/wilts/wilts/wiltself

coffin/coffin/coffins/coffins/coffinself

smoke/smoke/smokes/smokes/smokeself

poison/poison/poisons/poisons/poisonself

dea/death/deaths/deaths/deathself

mist/mists/mists/mists/mistself

chain/chain/chains/chains/chainself

bat/bat/bats/bats/batself

grey/grey/greys/greys/greyself

slash/slash/slashes/slashes/slashself

timber/timber/timbers/timbers/timberself

scent/scent/scents/scents/scentself

sniff/sniff/sniffs/sniffs/sniffself

scare/scare/scares/scares/scareself

crow/crow/crows/crows/crowself

murder/murder/murders/murders/murderself

moth/moth/moths/moths/mothself

vamp/vamp/vamps/vamps/vampself

corpse/corpse/corpses/corpses/corpseself

gut/gut/guts/guts/gutself

bat/bat/bats/bats/batself

racc/raccoon/raccoons/raccoons/raccoonself

🌕/🌖/🌗/🌘/🌑self

☔/☔/☔s/☔s/☔self

🦴/🦴/🦴s/🦴s/🦴self

🍂/🍂/🍂s/🍂s/🍂self

🔪/🔪/🔪s/🔪s/🔪self

🖤/🖤/🖤s/🖤s/🖤self

⛓️/⛓️/⛓️s/⛓️s/⛓️self

⛈️/⛈️/⛈️s/⛈️s/⛈️self

⚰️/⚰️/⚰️s/⚰️s/⚰️self

🥀/🥀/🥀s/🥀s/🥀self

🌙/🌙/🌙s/🌙s/🌙self

🗡/🗡/🗡s/🗡s/🗡self

🕯️/🕯️/🕯️s/🕯️s/🕯️self

💔/💔/💔s/💔s/💔self

🕸️/🕸️/🕸️s/🕸️s/🕸️self

🦇/🦇/🦇s/🦇s/🦇self

🚬/🚬/🚬s/🚬s/🚬self

🪓/🪓/🪓s/🪓s/🪓self

🐺/🐺/🐺s/🐺s/🐺self

🐾/🐾/🐾s/🐾s/🐾self

𖤐/𖤐/𖤐s/𖤐s/𖤐self

CUTE THEMED NEOS ଓ

puff/puff/puffs/puffs/puffself

swirl/swirl/swirls/swirls/swirlself

sweets/sweet/sweets/sweets/sweetself

cake/cake/cakes/cakes/cakeself

roll/roll/rolls/rolls/rollself

sno/snow/snowys/snowyself

luv/luv/luvs/luvs/luvself

love/love/loves/loves/loveself

he/heart/hearts/hearts/heartself

soft/soft/softs/softs/softself

sylv/sylve/sylves/sylveonself

hug/hug/hugs/hugs/hugself

ribbon/ribbon/ribbons/ribbons/ribbonself

fluff/fluffy/fluffys/fluffys/fluffyself

sock/socks/socks/socks/sockself

cinnamon/cinnamon/cinnamons/cinnamons/cinnamonself

whimper/whimper/whimpers/whimpers/whimperself

bun/bun/buns/buns/bunself

pop/pop/pops/lops/popself

tart/tart/tarts/tarts/tartself

frost/frosting/frostings/frostings/frostingself

sprinkle/sprinkle/sprinkles/sprinkles/sprinkleself

funfetti/funfetti/funfettis/funfettis/funfettiself

crush/crushs/crushs/crushs/crushself

cream/cream/creams/creams/creamself

creme/cremes/cremes/cremeself

blanket/blanket/blankets/blankets/blanketself

coo/coo/coos/coos/cooself

boo/boo/boos/boos/booself

cozy/cozy/cozys/cozys/cozyself

pillow/pillow/pillows/pillows/pillowself

sleep/sleep/sleeps/sleeps/sleepself

comfy/comfy/comfys/comfys/comfyself

nap/nap/naps/naps/napself

smol/smol/smols/smols/smolself

muffin/muffin/muffins/muffins/muffinself

flour/flour/flours/flours/flourself

jam/jam/jama/jams/jamself

neb/nebula/nebulas/nebulas/nebulasel

turt/turtle/turtles/turtles/turtleself

candy/candys/candys/candys/candyself

icing/icing/icings/icings/icingself

sugar/sugar/sugars/sugars/sugarself

gummy/gummy/gummys/gummys/gummyself

care/care/cares/cares/careself

taffy/taffy/taffys/taffys/taffyself

dove/dove/doves/doves/doveself

twinkle/twinkle/twinkles/twinkles/twinkleself

spin/spin/spins/spins/spinself

fairy/fairy/fairys/fairys/fairyself

sweet/sweet/sweets/sweets/sweetself

cotton/cotton/cottons/cottons/cottonself

star/starry/starrys/starrys/starryself

🍰/🍰/🍰s/🍰s/🍰self

🧁/🧁/🧁s/🧁s/🧁self

🍩/🍩/🍩s/🍩s/🍩self

🍫/🍫/🍫s/🍫s/🍫self

🍭/🍭/🍭s/🍭s/🍭self

🎀/🎀/🎀s/🎀s/🎀self

🍬/🍬/🍬s/🍬s/🍬self

🍪/🍪/🍪s/🍪s/🍪self

🥧/🥧/🥧s/🥧s/🥧self

🍜/🍜/🍜s/🍜s/🍜self

🍨/🍨/🍨s/🍨s/🍨self

🍧/🍧/🍧s/🍧s/🍧self

🥮/🥮/🥮s/🥮s/🥮self

💕/💕/💕s/💕s/💕self

💖/💖/💖s/💖s/💖self

💘/💘/💘s/💘s/💘self

✨/✨/✨s/✨s/✨self

🌠/🌠/🌠s/🌠s/🌠self

🫧/🫧/🫧s/🫧s/🫧self

CRINGY THEMED NEOS ଓ

star/starrys/starrys/starrys/starryself

night/night/nights/nights/nightself

nya/nyan/nyans/nyans/nyanself

wolf/wolf/wolfs/wolfs/wolfself

spark/sparkle/sparkles/sparkles/sparkleself

hex/hex/hexs/hexs/hexxself

paw/paw/paws/paws/pawself

XD/XD/XDs/XDs/XDself

X3/X3/X3s/X3s/X3self

XwX/XwX/XwXs/XwXs/XwXself

^w^/^w^/^w^s/^w^s/^w^self

fur/fur/furs/furs/furself

stick/stickers/sticks/sticks/stickself

clown/clown/clowns/clowns/clownself

fizz/fizzy/fizzys/fizzys/fizzyself

rave/rave/raves/raves/raveself

hype/hyper/hypes/hypers/hyperself

fun/fun/funs/funs/funself

web/web/webs/webs/webself

plur/plur/plurs/plurs/plurself

chao/chao/chaos/chaos/chaoself

BSOD/BSOD/BSODs/BSODs/BSODself

LOL/LOL/LOLs/LOLs/LOLself

LUL/LUL/LULs/LULs/LULself

OwO/OwO/OwOs/OwOs/OwOself

UwU/UwU/UwUs/UwUs/UwUself

OmO/OmO/OmOs/OmOs/OmOself

UmU/UmU/UmUs/UmUs/UmUself

blinkie/blinkie/blinkies/blinkies/blinkieself

yip/yippee/yippees/yippees/yippeeself

pizza/pizza/pizzas/pizzas/pizzasslf

kitten/kitten/kittens/kittens/kittenself

rawr/rawr/rawrs/rawrs/rawrself

taco/taco/tacos/tacos/tacoself

fanta/fanta/fantas/fantas/fantaself

floof/floof/floofs/floofs/floofself

game/gamer/gamers/gamers/gamerself

goop/goop/goops/goops/goopself

noob/noob/noobs/noobs/noobself

.jpg/.jpg/.jpgs/.jpgs/.jpgself

.png/.png/.pngs/.pngs/.pngself

.gif/.gif/.gifs/.gifs/.gifself

.exe/.exe/.exes/.exes/.exeself

LMAO/LMAO/LMAOs/LMAOs/LMAOself

^_^/^_^/^_^s/^_^s/^_^self

>w</>w</>w<s/>w<s/>w<self

ZOMG/ZOMG/ZOMGs/ZOMGs/ZOMGself

🥳/🥳s

🎮/🎮s

🌐/🌐s

💎/💎s

🕹/🕹s

☄️/☄️s

🛼/🛼s

🌈/🌈s

🌨️/🌨️s

⛈️/⛈️s

❄️/❄️s

🧇/🧇s

🐾/🐾s

🍔/🍔s

🤡/🤡s

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