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[virovirokun-has-adhd]

i use xe/xem/xyr as well! for Neos i also use vi/vir/vis, mach/machine/machineself and a set i made myself, re/ren/rens/rens/renself ! <3 for Xenos i use h3/h1m/h1s & th3y/th3m/th31rs

OH OH AND MY HEADMATE VIRON!! Vi also goes by Star and uses strictly vi/it/star <3 It's nonhuman btw! Star's a Virovirokun from Deltarune Chapter 2 >x3c Vi also kins Starscream lollll and Jax and Gnarpy loll

This is a neopronoun/xenopronoun positivity post! If you see this, tell me what your neos are!! >:3

I mostly just go by he/they but I also go by xe/xem/xyr and other canine-themed neos!

[yes-i-write-fanfiction]

The meeting room of the Lost Light was cramped-far more than it usually was.

"So, you're saying, Brainstorm, that your device malfunctioning during a dimension jump scrambled our appearances," Ultra Magnus said, narrowing his eyes. The sleeker form of his armor and the lack of nose did little to hide the anger.

Brainstorm nodded awkwardly, his wings twitching. "Yeah. I know you warned me not to, but I had to get the readings."

Megatron groaned. He was all sleek, dark gunmetal-gray-and-red, and a few feet taller than he'd been previously. "Well, at least our voices didn't change much." He narrowed his eyes-an ominous look in this form. "Small comforts, perhaps, but comforts nonetheless."

Rodimus let out a huff. "Speak for yourself," he grumbled, a which French accent coloring his words. "I think the accent's neat, but I wish I could turn it off."

Magnus sighed, bringing a hand up to his faceplate. "Rung, how are you holding up?" He asked the therapist.

From where he was sitting, Rung frowned. The therapist was currently sixty feet tall, inhabiting a massive blue-and-gray form with kibble that looked suspiciously like Cybertron. He squirmed uncomfortably in his too-small seat. 

"I'm fine, Magnus." Despite his voice being significantly deeper than it normally was to an almost absurd level, his speech patters and intonations were the same, at least. "I'm at least capable of size-changing, so I don't break the ship." He shuffled in his seat, grimacing as he tried to fit. "Although, this form is extremely cumbersome."

"Can't you change back?" Tailgate asked from his position next to Cyclonus. "I've seen you periodically flicker between forms when you get emotional, so can't you change back-or change us back?"

"The malfunction locked me to this form," Rung replied, discomfort clear on his face. "And thanks to the Shroud, I'd need to be outside time or in Aurex 802.23 Alpha with the Cyber Planet Keys to fix this."

"Well, look on the bright side, Spectacles!" He chirped, slapping a hand onto Rung's back. "At least you have the biggest cannons on the ship!"

Rung rolled his eyes. (It was seriously impressive how he could do that with no visible pupils.) "Not the time, Whirl," he said. He shifted his luminous pink gaze to Brainstorm. "Brainstorm, Perceptor, do you know how to fix this?" 

"That depends!" Perceptor replied, his attention diverted from his wheels. "Where are we in the Multiverse?"

"Viron 1103.12 Gamma," Rung replied without missing a beat. 

"And what's in this universe that sets it apart from others?"

"The Optimus Prime of this world is a yellow Spychanger, and female." 

Rodimus blinked. "Optimus is female here?!"

Rung made an awkward face and shrugged, making everyone around him jump back to avoid being smacked by his cannons and bits of mini-Cybertron. "It's surprisingly not more common?" 

"Focus!" Megatron snapped, bringing his hands down on the table. "Rung, can you help Perceptor and Brainstorm?" At Rung's nod, Megatron took his hands off the table and stood back. "Good. Brainstorm, Perceptor, Rung, find a way to return us to normal. Until then, work on keeping the peace and familiarizing yourself with our current forms. Dismissed."

Megatron watched the crew slowly disperse and file out of the room (Rung taking the longest to awkwardly maneuver his way out of the door with his height, kibble, and weapons), and slumped down in his chair. He reached up to pinch at his nose in frustration, remembered he didn't have a nose at the moment, and groaned again.

Magnus came up behind him. "They'll fix it," he said reassuringly. "If nothing else, we jump to the universe Rung mentioned and have him fix it"

"I'm more concerned about how many people will get hurt before we do," Megatron replied. "The entire crew was changed-and none of us have the instincts or knowledge that come with our altered frames."

"Rung does have weapons," Ultra Magnus realized, "He accidentally engaged his shoulder cannons when he was trying to get everyone in Swerve's Bar to be quiet." He looked at the door. "And while I trust Rung, I don't trust anyone else with them."

Megatron nodded, turning to face Megazarak. (Why was his shoulder kibble so large?) "Agreed," He said simply. "Until this is fixed, we have to be careful."

(I'm sorry if anyone is OOC: they're all stressed and upset from the transformations. Also, Rung's not able to fix this because of Multiverse Shenaniganery.  List of everyone's appearances:  Megatron: TFA. (I write IDW Megatron with TFA's voice, so it fit.) Rodimus: Bayverse (Accent included.) Ultra Magnus: TFP (including a theoretical TFP Minimus) Cyclonus: TFA Tailgate: Original G1. Ratchet: Bayverse Whirl: Rescue Bots Academy Brainstorm: TFP (Yes, I know there's no canon TFP Brainstorm.) Perceptor: Unicron Trilogy/Armada Rung: Transformers Cybertron Primus (Albeit much, much smaller).

Also, they fixed it in the end. Rung didn't even have to jump into another reality!)

I am laughing at the idea of Rung (now huge) sitting in this tiny chair, shoulders hunched, hands clasped and looking super uncomfortable because his head is still touching the ceiling, even when sitting down.

[the-cult-of-russo]

Such a Softer Sin (Part 20)

Pairing: Billy Russo x Reader

Warnings: I’m not specifically tagging this one, if you’ve seen the show, nothing will shock you. Smut will happen eventually so minors DNI, thanks.

A/N: Thank you to everyone who’s given this story a chance and to those still enjoying it. Big shout out to everyone who’s reblogged or replied on it too, letting me know your thoughts. I’ve really been enjoying watching you all react to the chapters and lose your minds looool

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“Demitri and Damon, you’ll be on gate duty,” you explained, looking at the clipboard in your hand.

“Yes, Your Majesty,” they bowed before they went on their way and then you looked at Viron, the last one left as he waited patiently.

“And you’re needed at the outpost, Viron,” you smiled and he smiled back, bowing his head.

“Thank you, Your Majesty,” he said and you narrowed your eyes at him as he left. You were trying to settle into your new role here but it was odd having everyone address you this way, especially your old pack members. You’d tried for days to get them to just use your name but it was like pulling teeth. You sighed as you started making your way to the castle and Azalea walked over to you as you stepped inside.

“I’ll take that, Your Majesty,” she smirked, plucking the clipboard from your hands and you gave her a dirty look.

“I will beat you with the clipboard,” you warned and she snorted, eyes flashing with mischief. She knew how much it annoyed you and it seemed to be her favorite thing to call you now. 

“He’s in his office,” she smiled knowingly and you grinned, rolling your eyes at her as you chuckled and started up the stairs. Billy had another desk put in his office for you now, though you hoped not to be sitting at it all the time, it seemed boring. You even had a new uniform to match him and luckily, it didn’t comprise of a dress. Black pants, white tunic and a cream and gold jacket that was fitted to you, just like Billy. You’d kept your old corset belt, the one he’d got you when you arrived here that was black with gold ties. You really hadn’t thought it meant something at the time but you knew better now. You remembered how Atticus had been so insistent that it was something more and the memory felt like a smack to the face as your feet stilled on the stairs. You didn't like thinking about Atti like that, like the boy he used to be before it all went wrong because you’d killed him and it hurt too much. It was far easier to remember the monster he’d become because it made you feel less guilty. You locked the memories away as quick as they came before you carried on your way to the office. When you opened the door, Billy was sitting at his desk writing something, looking up at you with a smile. Your eyes drifted over to your desk that had been empty the day before to now see a mountain of envelopes on it.

“What’s that?” you asked slowly, walking into the office more. 

“Fan mail,” Billy smirked and your eyes widened, going back to the pile. 

“It’s customary to reply to most of ‘em, but there’s no rush, just take your time,” he murmured and you nodded, feeling relieved that you weren't expected to reply to them all today. You glanced back at him then and realized he was doing the same thing as he replied to letters and it touched you a little. That he made time for things like this, to speak to his people even though there was so much going on around you all. You wondered what kind of letters he got, what they asked of him, as you made your way to your desk and sat down, eyeing the mountain warily.

Most of the letters you opened were congratulating you on becoming Queen, telling you they were happy for you and looking forward to seeing what you do in your new role. A few even mentioned your old nickname The Dancer of Death, telling you they couldn't believe you were Queen now and they thought you were perfect for the role. You were surprised by how many letters from kids you got, mostly little girls telling you how they were excited to have a Queen now to look up to, that they hoped they could be Queen one day too and it made you smile. When you really thought about it, one of them could end up being Queen when the heir is born. After all, you’d had no idea you’d been fated to the King yourself. You thought back to Karen’s words as she got you ready for the ritual and you nibbled your lower lip as you glanced at Billy. He was writing something with concentration on his face, his hand reaching out absentmindedly to pick up his glass of what smelt like brandy before he brought it to his lips. 

“So… what’s the timeline here for me giving you an heir?” you asked bluntly and he choked on his drink. Your eyes went wide as he coughed and spluttered, smacking himself in the chest before he turned his wide eyes to you.

“What?” he asked, voice a little raspy. You shrugged and shifted in your seat as you looked at him.

“I know you need an heir but I don’t know how this works. I don’t know if there's a clock we’re working against,” you muttered and he just blinked at you for a long moment and you wondered if you’d broken him. 

“There's uh… there’s no rush. It’ll happen when we’re ready,” he murmured.

“Are you ready? You asked pointedly. 

“I’ve been ready for a good few hundred years now,” he chuckled jokingly and a deep frown creased your brows as guilt burrowed inside of you. You felt conflicted. You felt your wolf now, although you’d admit it was a jarring sensation after being so long with it, and the wolf wanted to give him babies and she wanted it right now, the animal in you craving it. But you couldn't help but worry and feel a little like everything was moving far too quickly. You looked at him and he was already watching you with concern all over his face. The love you felt for this man was overwhelming sometimes and as you looked at him, you knew deep down you did want kids with him and it was a strange realistion to come to in only minutes. 

“Like I said, there’s no rush. If you want to wait a year, two or a hundred, it don’t matter to me,” he said softly, trying to soothe you and you felt warmth blossom in your chest at how caring he was. You knew how much he wanted this, how long he’d waited and yet he would allow you to make him wait even longer just because he loved you. It was for this very reason why you knew you wanted kids with him.

“I’m just worried about it all, I guess. It’s not a good time with the war coming,” you mused and he hummed with a nod.

“You’re not wrong there,” he murmured.

“Maybe… maybe after the war we can talk about it again," you suggested with a shrug. You knew the main thing holding you back right now was the threat dangling over you all and once that was dealt with, you knew you'd be more receptive to the idea. 

“That's a deal,” he smiled at you, looking somewhat relieved and you smiled back, glad to have that talk out of the way. 

You ended up getting a lot of letters done and ready to send off and you felt a little proud of yourself. It was a big moment for you, your first time connecting with your people that were outside of the walls. It was easy to forget they existed in your little bubble here but you didn't just have a responsibility to the Royal pack, but every wolf to exist. You found your mind drifting to Kos as you wrote, memories hitting you left and right and your heart kept tugging uncomfortably. You’d been thinking constantly these past few days about trying to contact the Goddess to ask her about him, to find out if he was okay wherever he was. Your eyes drifted to Billy as he wrote before you looked away. You knew you could just ask him to contact her, or to ask if it was even possible for you to. Just because you were his mate didn't mean you’d have a direct line to his mother. You couldn't bring yourself to ask him though, not wanting to bother him when he already had so much on his plate and you felt a little silly about what you wanted to ask so you kept your mouth shut. 

“Alright, my hand hurts, I think that’s it for me today,” you murmured wryly and he snorted at you.

“I’m gonna stay here a bit longer, get more done. I’ve got a shit tonne to get through,” he remarked with a sardonic grin and you stood up, walking over to him. 

“You are quite a remarkable man, I don’t blame people for writing in to you,” you smirked, raising a brow at him as you got to his chair. 

“Is that right?” he drawled and you shot him a devilish smirk before you leaned down and kissed him. He deepened the kiss, his hand on the back of your neck to stop you from escaping and you lost yourself in him as you did every time he kissed you. When you moved away, he was smirking at you and you smiled. 

“I’ll let you get back to work,” you murmured and his smirk turned into a soft smile. 

“I’ll see you at dinner. I love you,” he said softly and your lips tugged up. He seemed to say it often, like he needed you to know every second you were awake.

“I love you too,” you smiled down at him. 

As you walked down the hall, you stopped by the stairs. You’d been planning on resting in your room for a bit, maybe reading a little before dinner. But now your eyes drifted to the stairs as you found a pull gnawing at you. You blew a breath out of your nose before you started down the stairs, slowly making your way to the temple room door. You looked at it warily for a long moment before you pushed it open and stepped inside, going down the stairs. You almost felt like you were doing something wrong by being in here without Billy or without his permission. When your eyes landed on the altar, a barrage of memories hit you that made you feel flustered and you moved over, standing with your back against it so your mind wasn't full of dirty thoughts when you tried to connect the Goddess. It was more than inappropriate. 

“I don’t know how all this works or if you can even hear me. I’m probably just talking to myself right now like a crazy person,” you said quietly, shifting where you stood uncertainly. 

“I mean, it's strange enough that you’re basically my mother in law now,” you added, shaking your head at yourself as you rambled. 

“I just wanted to ask you about Kos… I need to know if he’s okay,” you frowned. You felt something like a breeze whip around you and you tensed up, glancing around nervously. 

He’s at peace.

You jumped and looked around again, eyes wide. The voice was in your head yet seemed like it bounced off the walls all at the same time. You felt your whole body sag in relief at her words though and you felt tears prick your eyes. 

“Is he happy?” you asked tearfully, your voice high and strained. 

Yes, he’s been reunited with his mate. You need not worry, my child.

Your hand flew to your mouth to stifle the cry that came out of it. The crushing weight that had been ceaselessly pressing down on your chest finally started to lift knowing he was happy and with his mate. It meant you could really start to accept his death as he was happy, at peace. 

He’s proud of you. He thinks you make a fine Queen.

Your chest was heaving as you sobbed, a mixture of happiness and pain washing over you. 

“Thank you,” you wept and you felt the breeze die down to nothing around you. It was only a few moments later when the door burst open and a panicked looking Billy was staring at you with wide eyes. 

“What’s wrong? What happened?” he asked frantically and you could feel his concern. You wondered if he’d felt your pain from upstairs. He moved over to you, cupping your cheeks as his dark eyes scanned your face and his thumbs wiped away your tears. 

“I spoke to your mother,” you admitted with a sniffle, the sobs starting to ease off. His brows flew off his head, looking at you in shock.

“Did it work? I wasn’t sure how it all worked,” he asked carefully and you nodded. 

“I asked her about Kos, I wanted to know if he was okay,” you explained and his eyes softened.

“What did she say?” he asked as he gazed down at you.

“He’s at peace, he’s with Irene,” you murmured with a shaky voice and he pulled you closer, hugging you as he pressed a kiss to your head and you sunk into his comfort. He held you until you calmed down completely and you once again felt lucky to have him.

“Why didn’t you come to me about this?” he asked with a small frown as he moved away and you looked away sheepishly. 

“I just felt stupid and I didn’t want to bother you,” you admitted with a shrug. You wouldn’t look at him, heat stinging your cheeks and he grabbed your chin, making you face him.

“You’re never a bother to me. Ever. No matter what it is, you can always come to me about it,” he said firmly and you blinked up at him.

“Don’t ever think you’re a burden to me, ‘cause you’re not. You can come to me about anything,” he implored and you smiled with a nod. 

“Thank you,” you murmured. He shot you a smile, leaning down and placing a chaste kiss to your lips.

“We should head to dinner before Frank eats it all,” he grinned and you snorted, feeling so much lighter since your conversation with the Goddess. You felt like maybe you could finally start to heal after all.

The next day, you were walking down the hall after being in your office for a few hours trying to get through the rest of the letters. You’d been alone as Billy had been busy with his warriors in the grounds outside. You’d managed to get almost all of them done but you had a feeling more would come flooding in soon. From what you’d seen with Billy, it was a never ending thing. As you walked down the hall, you were once again struck with the beauty of the stained glass window and just like the first time you’d seen it, your eyes were glued to it as you walked, loving how the sunlight filtered in and caused streams of different colored light inside. You looked back just in time to see Viktor walk out of a room and narrowly missed bumping into him. 

“Your Majesty,” he muttered, looking surprised to see you as he bowed. He didn't stay to talk, instead, he hurried off quicker than you’d ever seen him move. You’d almost forgotten about the Council since you’d barely seen them since you got here, almost like they were avoiding you on purpose. You glanced over your shoulder as he scurried away and your wolf started snarling viciously in your head and it caught you off guard. Something in the back of your mind was screaming at you that something was off about the Council and you thought back to Frank and Azalea telling you the Council were the ones to bring in Aurora. Alarm bells were going off as your wolf growled and you frowned to yourself, unable to shake the feeling. Something just didn't feel right. You chewed your lower lip before you set back off down the hall, but you didn't go to the stairs like you planned. You stopped at another door and knocked firmly. Karen swung the door open, shooting you a smile as you quirked a brow.

“What happened to you?” you asked in amazement. The woman was standing there looking like she'd been in a fight with her herb jars. She was covered in them, head to toe.

“Oh… just a spell gone wrong, it’s nothing,” she snorted, waving you off as she opened the door and let you inside. Billy called this Karen’s office but Karen called it her potion room. 

“What’s up?” she asked you with a smile and you frowned, wrapping your arms around yourself. You almost felt you were opening a can of worms here and that you had no place to do such a thing, even if you were Queen. She murmured your name and you looked back at her worried face and you sighed. 

“Can you make a truth serum?” you asked and her eyes widened a little.

“Why?” she asked curiously.

“I… I think the Council might have something to do with Atticus and Aurora,” you admitted and her eyes widened even more. 

“I mean, they brought her in, right? And it wasn't standard protocol either, Billy had no say in it. They just brought her here and that was that. And it turned out she was with the vampires the whole time, it’s just sketchy to me,” you rambled and she nodded.

“Honestly, I’ve never liked them. I don’t understand why Billy has them around, I wouldn't put it past them,” she muttered tensely and you felt relieved she was siding with you in this. You knew speaking to Billy about it was going to be rough. He trusted them for some reason and he kept them around because they were a help to him. You wondered if he thought because they’d served him for so long that they were loyal to him but you really couldn't get over the feelings you had or the way your wolf reacted to Vikor. You had no idea how he’d take the news. 

“I’ll make it right away for you,” Karen assured, rushing over to some of her many shelves as she started to grab jars off them quickly. 

“Thank you. I’ll go and speak to Billy,” you sighed and she gave you a look that said ‘good luck’.

When you got outside, your eyes found Billy right away. He was over in the training area talking to Frank and Curtis. You walked over to him and he turned as if sensing your presence, smiling as you approached.

“I need to talk to you,” you muttered, nerves blooming in your stomach at his reaction. 

“What is it?” he asked warily and you opened and closed your mouth a little, trying to figure out the best way to phrase it. 

“You're makin’ me a little nervous here,” he admitted with an anxious chuckle. Frank and Curtis were lingering next to him, eyeing you carefully.

“How much do you trust your Council?” you asked him bluntly. His eyes narrowed a little, his shoulder rolling.

“With my life,” he answered simply and you looked away, nervously nibbling your lower lip.

“Why?” he asked worriedly when you didn’t say anything and you looked up at him with a frown.

“I… I think they had something to do with Atti and Aurora,” you admitted and he looked like you smacked him across the face.

“What?” he asked incredulously. He looked conflicted, like he wanted to listen to you as his mate but like he couldn't quite accept your words.

“It’s not that hard to believe, Bill,” Frank muttered from beside him and Billy’s head whipped to him, confusion and surprise on his face. You were a little surprised too but you were quickly learning that most people didn't have good feelings about the Council.

“They’ve had their eye on the crown for a while, man. Why the hell do you think I don’t bother with ‘em? They’re power hungry assholes,” Frank shrugged and a deep frown creased Billy’s brows. 

“Why the fuck didn’t you tell me how you felt?” Billy bit out and Frank leveled a look at him.

“You wouldn’ta listened and you know it,” he huffed. 

“I asked Karen to make me a truth serum. This whole thing can be cleared up pretty easily if they take it. If they have nothing to hide, then they won’t have a problem with it and then maybe I’m wrong and I’ll just look like an idiot,” you murmured and Billy’s eyes went back to you. You could feel how upset he was at the idea of being betrayed like that but you could see he was also struggling to really believe it. 

“Can you guys go and get ‘em, take ‘em to the meetin’ room,” Billy muttered and they nodded as they made their way to the castle. You looked at him warily, a concerned frown on your face as he just stared at the castle deep in thought.

“Are you okay?” you asked softly and he looked back at you. 

“I… I don’t know. I’ve trusted ‘em for so long and if they broke that trust… I don’t know how I’d handle it,” he frowned, shaking his head. 

“If you’re right about this then they had a hand in what happened to Kos and that means I’ve failed you all over again,” he lamented and your heart ached for him as you stepped closer, taking his hand. 

“It’s not your fault, Billy. Your heart is too big. It’s admirable how loyal you are and I love that about you. It's just… unfortunately not everyone has that same loyalty,” you said softly. He nodded, blowing out a breath before he rolled his shoulder again. 

“Let's get this over with then,” he muttered and you nodded, the pair of you going to the castle. 

When you walked into the meeting room, the Council were sitting on one side of the long table, Frank and Curtis stood on the other side and Karen lingering near the door. 

“Your Majesties,” Viktor said quietly, the three Councilman bowing their heads before they looked to Billy,

“What is this about?” Viktor asked carefully. Billy said nothing, his face stoney and you could feel him barely holding onto his composure. Karen handed you the vials and you set them in front of them. They all looked at each other warily and you tilted your head as you tried to suss them out.

“What is it? Viktor asked suspiciously.

“Truth serum,” you supplied bluntly.

“What is the meaning of this?” Frederik hissed angrily. “Why are we being poisoned with magic to be interrogated like prisoners?” 

“If that were the case then you’d be down in the cells. If you got nothin’ to hide then it shouldn't be a problem,” Billy muttered with a glare. You could tell he was getting more suspicious at their protests and so were you.

“If you don’t take it, I don’t mind givin’ you a helpin’ hand,” Frank growled dangerously, eyes flashing with fire as he stared them down.

“This is disrespectful and ridiculous! Ever since she became Queen, you’ve been slipping as leader!” Alaric sneered at Billy. You jumped out of your skin as Billy slammed his hand down on the table, looming over it as he bared his teeth at them.

“Watch your mouth or I’ll rip your goddamn tongue out of it,” he snarled viciously and Alaric blanched. You suddenly felt the weight of Billy’s Alpha aura and even you weren't immune to the urge to bow your head but you fought it. 

“Take the fuckin’ serum,” he growled and with his Alpha aura bearing down on them, they reached out with shaky hands as they drank it.

“It should take effect immediately,” Karen murmured from where she was anxiously hovering near the door and Frank nodded at her. He stepped closer to the table, tilting his head as he looked at the men.

“Are you loyal to the King?” he asked them harshly. 

“No,” Viktor muttered and it felt like all the air in the room got sucked right out. You were hit by a wall of rage that stunned you and as you looked at Billy, you realized it was his. You reached out, grasping his hand hoping to ground him. You needed answers first and you wouldn't get them if he killed them. You were angry yourself that these pompous assholes had something to do with all of this. If they’d never have brought Aurora here then Atticus would never have met her and lost his mind. He never would have done what he did and you’d never had to have killed him.

“Do you have an allegiance to the vampires?” Frank asked them roughly. 

“Yes,” Frederik answered and a growl ripped from Billy’s throat.

“Why?” Frank snarled.

“They offered us control of the wolves when Billy was gone,” Frederik explained. You were left confused by his words as you knew Billy was immortal. You could only presume they were planning on taking him captive somewhere and the idea filled you with rage. It also meant they had probably planned to do the same to you and the others who couldn't die.

“Did you have anything to do with Atticus and Aurora?” you asked, scared of the answer you might get. Viktor started laughing and it felt like your whole body tensed up.

“Yes,” he answered with a cruel smile and you felt your blood run ice cold. A ferocious snarl left your lips as you went to lunge over the table but Billy grabbed you from behind. 

“They’ll suffer later, not yet,” he whispered to you and you tried to let his presence soothe the beast inside of you that wanted blood. You stepped back, breathing heavily as you tried to calm yourself. Alaric turned his gaze to you then, a grin on his face that was chilling.

“The thing with Atticus was our idea and we brought it to the Vampire King. We knew the chain of events that would unfold would undo you. We knew you were the King’s mate from that first dinner and you needed to be dealt with. We figured that if you lost control or died before the ritual, then the King would also fall,” he said gleefully and you shook your head in shock. 

“We were hoping the King would just find a way to kill himself after that,” Viktor supplied unflinchingly. Frank roared, leaping over the table as he threw a punch that landed right on Viktor’s jaw and Curtis ran to drag him off him. Frederik started laughing as he stared right at your shocked and horrified face like he was enjoying it. You weren't sure if the truth serum was still working or if they wanted to hurt you since they’d already said too much and they knew they weren’t getting out of this. 

“Aurora had been with the vampires most of her life and she infiltrated the castle with our help to get inside information to help them, information we might not be able to provide… She wasn’t even Atticus’ mate, he was under a love spell,” he grinned callously and it felt like the world stopped rotating for a moment as you stumbled back and Billy reached out to steady you. It was a love spell. You felt sick. That meant that while he still did what he did, there had been a chance of redemption for him. The spell would have worn off after a little bit and maybe he would have come back to his senses. You knew it would have destroyed him when he’d learn of what he’d done, especially if he learned it was all for nothing. But he was dead now, he’d never get that second chance. Everything made more sense now, a mate bond didn't make you snap like he had, to kill his own Alpha. Now you knew he’d been under the influence of magic, guilt gripped you in a vice-like hold that it hadn't been his fault at all. He hadn't been in control of himself and they’d used him. They’d used him and you’d killed him for it and you felt like you couldn't breathe. 

You felt Billy guiding you out of the room, your whole body shaking in shock and he shut the door as you both stood in the hallway.

“I’m a monster,” you lamented tearfully, eyes wide and unfocused. Billy’s hands came to your face, turning it up to look at his worried eyes.

“No, you’re not,” he said firmly, shaking his head. 

“I am! I killed my brother when all he was guilty of was being used by the enemy! I should have known something else was going on, that Atti wouldn't do this!” you cried as utter devastation wrecked your entire being.

“Look at me, sweetheart,” he demanded as you screwed your eyes shut and his hands tightened on your face.

“This is not your fault. You weren’t to know about this, just as I hadn’t,” he murmured vehemently. You swayed where you stood, blinking your tearful eyes at him before you stepped back and his hands slid from your face. He was frowning at you as you wiped your eyes angrily.

“I want them dead for this,” you growled, your eyes burning embers as they connected with his.

“I know, don’t worry, I’m gonna deal with it,” he nodded and his face was so full of pain you came to realize it was because he was feeling yours.

“I’ll make ‘em suffer for what they did,” he vowed and you nodded with a sniffle, wiping at your eyes again. 

“I need some air,” you muttered, reeling from the shock of it all and he nodded, looking like he wanted to reach out and comfort you but he seemed to think better of it.

“Alright, I’ll take care of it,” he promised again. You walked away feeling heavy and made your way outside, sitting on the steps of the castle. Everything was too much and your brain was a mess. You’d lost Kos because of the war and you’d lost Atti too. You’d made your peace with what you’d done to Atticus because you’d felt like it was justified and that it had been the right thing to do. You thought he’d gone insane, that he’d gone off the deep end and that there was no coming back. But that hadn’t been the case at all and you’d done it for nothing. You looked to your side as Azalea sitting next to you wearing a worried frown. 

“What happened?” she questioned softly and your lower lip wobbled but you refused to cry again, you didn't have it in you. You told her everything that had happened, every gruesome detail you’d found out.

“I can’t believe they’d do something like that. I’ve never liked the Council but this is the worst kind of betrayal. They betrayed the Royal pack… the King, the Queen,” she frowned deeply, shaking her head in shock. You looked off at nothing, so many feelings swirling around inside of you that you couldn't make sense of any of it.

“How can I be a good Queen when I’ve messed up so badly?” you lamented and she took your hand, making you look at her.

“This isn’t your fault, Y/N. Nobody could have known what they were planning, the King and his men didn’t even know. Sometimes bad things just happen and we don’t know why, but it’s always for a reason,” she soothed and her words hit you right in the chest, so similar to words Kos had uttered to you before that you started to wonder if he was trying to contact you from beyond the grave. You had to believe it was true, that it was all for a reason. That it wasn't for nothing. The Goddess hadn’t told you about any of this when you’d seen her so you knew there had to be a bigger picture here, but it still cut deep. Part of you knew deep down that even if the spell had worn off, Atti wouldn't have wanted to live with what he’d done. That when he’d come back to his senses, he wouldn't be able to take knowing he’d killed Kos, planned to kill you and everyone else here. Innocent people and children. Especially over a spell, not even a mate bond. It did little to ease you though and everything felt like it was pressing down on you unbearably. It only solidified your need to take the vampires down. After everything they’d taken from you, you needed them dead, you needed justice. You needed blood. 

That night, you were sitting in bed unable to sleep and Billy still wasn’t back yet. You were completely drained and you just wanted him here, needed the comfort he brought you. Eventually, the door opened and a worn out Billy walked inside. 

“It’s been taken care of,” he muttered as he started to undress. He looked as tired as you felt and you knew he had his own demons he was facing right now. You knew how hard this would have hit him, to be betrayed like this and you knew he’d shoulder the guilt for it too, thinking he should have known. He’d burden the guilt for all the things that happened because of the Council, including Kos’ death. He climbed into bed, sitting against the headboard next to you and you moved to straddle him, snuggling into his chest and his arms came around you immediately. He stroked your hair absentmindedly and you nuzzled his neck, soaking in the skin to skin contact. 

“I love you,” you murmured, wanting to make him feel better and he pressed a kiss to your head.

“I love you too,” he replied tiredly. You were both quiet for a long while as you just comforted each other by touch.

“I wish I was just a normal wolf,” he confessed quietly and you moved to sit up and look at him. He looked so defeated and you hated it.

“Sometimes… the crown is a heavy burden to bear,” he frowned and you cupped his cheeks, making him look at you. You leaned down, placing a soft kiss to his lips and one of his hands smoothed up your thigh as the other moved to the back of your neck. You moved away and stroked his cheeks, wishing you could ease his pain.

“You have the crown because you're strong enough to take the weight,” you said sincerely and his eyes softened at your words.

“You’re a good King, Billy. A good leader,” you insisted and he frowned then, shaking his head.

“No, I’m not, I-” you cut him off with another kiss, not wanting him to keep beating himself up over this. You moved to look at him, giving him a firm look.

“Things might be going wrong now, but they will get better. We’re going to end this war, to get rid of the vampires once and for all and it will all be over. They won't be a threat and we can start healing from everything they've taken from us,” you implored and he blinked at you for a moment before a smile graced his face and you were so relieved to see it. 

“Spoken like a true Queen,” he murmured, a look of pure adoration washing over his face that left you breathless. 

“I don’t know what I’d do if I didn’t have you by my side… I’m happy you're here,” he admitted and you smiled bashfully. Despite all of the pain you found yourself in, all the loss you were suffering, somehow he made it better. In the face of turmoil and devastating grief, you were happy to be there with him too.

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[askvectorprime]

Dear Vector Prime, you recently shedded some light on the Viron's Predacon Council and their combined form who goes by the name of "Overlord". Who are individual components that form Overlord and the Council in general? And why did they set their sights on Earth like you mentioned?

Dear Overlord Overseer,

You may recall that when Sky-Byte briefly took over my column, he told you that the Predacon Council consisted of three members. In truth, there are actually five, though the activities of two are typically shrouded in secrecy.

The leader of the Council is the High Councillor, Steeljaw, a leonine Predacon who exerts his authority through intimidation and subterfuge. Also well-known to the Predacon populace is the bovinoid General Broadside; bellicose and fiercely loyal to Steeljaw, she oversees the Predacon Army. By contrast, the technohawk Sky Shadow oversees more domestic issues, keeping track of and command of resources and distributing Steeljaw’s propaganda to the masses.

Hidden in the shadows, the wily and ancient Quickstrike—the cybercat head of intelligence—monitors threats to the Predacon Empire; joining her away from the public eye is the saidron Wreckage, Broadside's conjunx and the council's chief Strategic officer.

[bellafragolina]

Rampage Sickness AU Blurb

I’m studying for an exam hooray. This is a heavy skip in time, months later. Many things have happened. Dottie is tired.

Warnings: death mentioned

🍓🍓🍓

“It’s a. . ?”

“Lampent.”

Dottie eases herself back a step. It looks like a lamp, one that you’d see hanging off the ceiling in a long, dark hall. It floats heavily in the air, flame dark purple, as opposed to its golden eyes. Eyes that stare with knowledge, with certainty.

“She’s here to help you.” The scientist, Ashberry, lead of the usual response team, smiles. With ease and familiarity, he produced a small red and white ball, and from it came. . . Lampent. “She knows Hypnosis. And can summon flames for disinfecting.”

Dottie can’t think of a thing in her lab that could withstand a mystical fire. Maybe the BSC? It’s stainless steel. . .

“Um,” Dottie says, shoulders rising as the Lampent drifts closer, close enough to feel the warm heat of its- her fire. “Oh. Okay.”

“Lampent also. . .” Ashberry hesitates a moment. “She’s a ghost type, see. She won’t get infected, like you said! And she. . . she can sense if someone is close to death.”

Dottie snaps her head around. “I-I am not killing the Pokémon-”

“We know!” Ashberry says quickly. “We know! The team is fully and completely aware and understand that these tests are with your, er, mutated viruses! And they shouldn’t-”

“They won’t!” Dottie interrupts, indigent. She’s not killing anything. Why would they assume that? Why would they think that she’d let it even be possible after all her hours-

No. No, there’s always a chance, isn’t there? Even if her virons are mutated, without ability to spread infection from cell to cell. There’s always a chance for things to go wrong.

“We don’t know that.” Ashberry says, voice far quieter. “And if something goes wrong again,” the ‘again’ stings, “Lampent will let you know. It’s just for safety.”

Dottie just hums, staring down at her sneakers. The toes are peeling back. She drags her feet too much.

“I gotta. . . check my cells.” Dottie mumbles, a lame excuse, but one nonetheless.

She turns on her heel, and strides off. Lampent follows her, swaying side to side with glee as locks click and doors open into the place no one else is allowed.

Dottie rubs her face, eyeing the ghost as it- she observes the lab. It floats past messy cabinets and piles of supplies, heavily tapped pans and stray paper towels. But despite the way the iron arms creak and move, nothing is touched.

Dottie sighs, plucking up a bottle of disinfectant. “C’mere.” Lampent obediently floats over. “Let’s get you clean. I’ll show you what I’m doing.”

Hopefully these preliminary vaccines work. Then maybe she can make some for humans too. And then this virus will run its course.

Not that its happened back home, but. . .

Whatever.

🍓🍓🍓

Hooray

~Renee

[yankananamann]

05/31/2023

Do something you're uncomfortable of.

Today,

1. Instead of grab, I chose to ride on the train. Back and forth. It was a smooth experience. I didn't feel much agitation or anxiety. I can say that I am getting used to it.

2. I stayed alone at the office for an hour (last hour). I closed the office. That was my first time and yep, I was a liitle anxious the whole time. Of course I played music.

3. Going home, instead of doing my usual, that is going to Viron, since I am already very familiar of the path, I decided to go to Partas station, and here are my realizations:

- the path going to Viron is much better. Not stinky and no dogs along the way, and safer.

- there are no fast foods or any good foodplace near partas station. Given the loooong walk, yes, I am hungrrrryyy 😣

- schedule of buses in Viron is absolutely better.

- most of the buses of Partas are better than of Viron. However, in my situation, it is not worth everything I've mentioned.

At least now I know. Just go to Viron next time.

[muu-kun]

"When you are brave, I'll tell you all the deep and dirty that went 'bout picking it", he stated in relation to the bejeweled studs latched into an entirely covered area of his person. There was no rush or race to listen on the details he saved from the other's nervous ears. Until then-- or even if never at all as who was to say what Sully's journey into self discovery really required aside from himself once he got there-- Muu had more than enough details he could share with him to still make him feel entirely included in the life he was very glad for them to apart of in the first place.

"I made who is now my together-boy do it for me. He wasn't it at the time, but he owed me one!!" As if the mentioned gentleman could see him, or even alone hear him, the blond playfully shook his fist out into the universe to maintain who was boss.

Spared from the raven haired male's knowledge was that following his piercing, and the new job status, he actually hadn't engaged in anything of a lewd manner other than solitary affairs. He'd more so gone into the decision with the idea of what he wanted instead of any kind active desire to acquire immediate results. Work wise, everything was still too much in the prep phase he meticulously strived to have beforehand to not jump too deep into something so out of his comfort level that he was more so an actor to be than a legitimate one. Plus he refused to go further than that until he could have a strong conversation with his partner on their opinion of it all. Had they only wanted him to focus on the advocate aspect and nothing else for their sake of comfort it would have disappointed him, yes, but he'd have complied as necessary to reach a happy medium for all parties to be involved.

"Tiktok", he answered. Which maybe should have been a tad anticipated. "I saw the video of the ladies that was going to be doing, like, maybe group things with the each other? They was talking about how they talked out their likes with another, and how everyone seemed to very kind and sweet to each other and their wishes. I thought.. I could want that and to build those kinds of 'vironments for both the mens and womens actors."

"I figured.. If I got the social wounds you get when you be left out a lot through years, and how lots of them were spent stuck in the thinking of how much even more of a bad thing I'd be if I did what is that kind of intimacy, then.. Then gifting me a piercing that would make the act of the experience a new thing for me, and establishing camaraderie that includes the positivity and present-ness that was of in the video, would make for a good foundation for an environment I, and the people I will be acting with eventually, can heal in."

"S-secret place I can assume..." Sullivan started, suggesting that he didn't need more details on Muu's piercing choice. Not that he was upset with it. More uncomfortable. It was his usual, timid manner. Sexual things weren't straightforward to discuss with him, even if docile in topic. They easily flustered him.

Muu working as an adult film actor did surprise him though. And while he was uncomfortable with sex, he wasn't bothered by people who take on the work. It was a job, the same as anything else. Something people could be passionate about and enjoy the very same too. Though, he did have to worry about Muu in that position...

"Congratulations. Um, s-so long as you are safe, then I think that is lovely for you." Safe as in protected from other people's opinions of him. It was easy to sway Muu in that regard. He was quickly flipped to a different mood depending on what you said.So he was concerned about that being on a more public platform. "How did you go into that line of work?"

[runeswitchau]

The Lavenders

The Lavender Addisons are sex workers. Welcome to the time this AU turns T-Rated (by the MPAA standards).

The Lavenders were created by Viron back in 2017 when he watched the entire season of Ouran High School Host Club and had a major gay awakening.

There are currently 6 known Lavenders (mentioned in the character rundown). Four of them are male, and 5 of them like males. Poston is a lesbian.

The current Lavender uniform is basically the traditional Addison uniform with boob windows.

At one moment in the timeline, they find out Viron created them, and instantly start calling him 'Daddy'.

The entire group.

Who are well aware of how suggestive that sounds.

Anyway-

[teddybasmanov]

This is not just a self-insert or self-indulgent – this literally happened like a week ago and I wanted someone to comfort me and so jumped to an obvious conclusion – namely Huxley. You should (probably) thank me that I spent the last bits of dignity I have on not naming the freelancer. Proceed with caution.

Taymyr

Pairing: Huxley x the freelancer

Tags: kind of hurt but not really, comfort, fluff, crying.

Word count: 728

Huxley had to finish his TA notes for tomorrow, so about half an hour ago the freelancer patted him on the shoulder, kissed on the temple and said that they are going to read in bed a bit before going to sleep. Now he’s almost finished and his mind starts to drift to the bedroom where the freelancer is probably already asleep and where he’s going to slip under the covers, wrap his hand… He hears sobbing. Someone is crying loudly and hopelessly. The freelancer is crying!

Hux rushes to the sound but slows down at the threshold and enters the room as quietly and carefully as he can. He does indeed find the freelancer in bed, sobbing and sniffing, tears running down their cheeks and chin, with an open book lying beside them. They don’t even notice him at first and only raise their head when he sits beside them.

“Bro, what's wrong? Is the book that sad?” he’s trying to look into the book just to realize that some of the letters look unfamiliar.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you,” they sniff again and try to wipe the tears “It’s stupid.”

“It’s not stupid if you’re feeling like this, babe” he has seen them crying over movies and books before – silent tears, slightly disturbed breath but that’s it, he got worried the first time he saw it, but they smiled at him and explained that it’s okay, “You can talk to me,” he extends his hands towards the freelancer.

They cling to him like a drowning person to a straw, “Taymyr gets lost in three months!” Well, that didn’t really explain anything.

After some more time of patting the freelancer’s back and head, holding them and hugging them and them blowing their nose into his handkerchief on the volumes close to eardrums breaking, Hux found out:

The book is a sixties sci-fi novel.

It has a lot of specific dates mentioned.

On the ninth of November 2021, the scientific committee has already finished working on the results of the expedition of the starship Taymyr, which has gone missing.

This means in about three months time the starship would not only exist but reach the light speed barrier and accidentally jump into an even more distant future. This means that by that time the humanity would have already dealt with all the other problems – diseases, words hunger, inequality, wars. Capitalism is almost over and the borders are nothing more than a silly formality.

“I feel like writing it all down and nailing to the doors of those cursed capitalists with their space tourism like a damn Martin Luther nailed his theses to the cathedral,” the freelancer jokes bitterly when they calm down.

Huxley holds them close, while they breathe warmly into his shoulder, and thinks of what he can say.

“You know there are people who are trying to make it all better,” he traces patterns on their back, “Both magical and human, dude. My moms, for example, always do en-viron-mental stuff when they can,” he managed to pronounce the word slowly but without stuttering – he must have had practice with it. “And you know there are guys like Damien everywhere,” Hux looks down at the freelancer, “And there are people like us who help them and we’re going to make it better,” their eyes meet.

“I know,” the freelancer’s hands come up to his face, “thank you,” the corners of their mouth twist upwards just a bit.

“Of course, bro,” Hux smiles at them too, “I love you, you know, right?”

“I love you too,” they bury themselves in him again, “Do you still need to finish your work?”

“Nah, I’m done for today,” he kisses the freelancer on top of their head, “even if I did, I wouldn’t have left you now.”

“Good,” they sound very sleepy.

Huxley pulls them closer and carefully lies down so that the freelancer is on top of him.

“Tell me about your TA plans again, please,” they mumble somewhere into his chest.

“Sure,” he smiles again. He has told them at least twice already – first to hear if they have any ideas and second just to be sure he had everything prepared.

The freelancer drifts to sleep while Huxley talks. He follows them soon, soothed by their weight on his chest and the sound of their breathing.

[calzona-ga]

Amelia Shepherd finally got some closure.

Grey's Anatomy dedicated an entire hour to the Derek-less Shepherd family this week in an episode titled "Good Shepherd," where an impromptu and long overdue New York City reunion between Amelia (Caterina Scorsone), mom Carolyn (Tyne Daly), and sisters Nancy (Embeth Davidtz) and Kathleen (Amy Acker), the latter of whom has often been mentioned but never seen, drudged up Amelia's past inhibitions and personal battles during an explosive conversation around the dinner table. (The fourth Shepherd sister, Liz, portrayed by Neve Campbell in season nine, was "out of town.")

Ever since her Private Practice days, Amelia has been the definition of tumult -- with her share of failed romances (her recent divorce from Owen), battles with substance and alcohol abuse, and health problems (her brain tumor in season 14) keeping everyone on their toes. And as the youngest Shepherd sibling, she was often seen as the baby of the family, with her late brother, Derek (Patrick Dempsey), taking responsibility as her unofficial caretaker following their dad's death when they were kids. Those factors, mixed with Amelia's lack of communication with her family over the years, compounded her sisters' perceptions that she was still the "black sheep" of the family, no matter how successful she became or the strides she took to improve upon herself.

But a deep heart-to-heart between Amelia and her mom in Central Park provided the answers she had been seeking about her error-prone, directionless past. "Do you think I sabotage my relationships? I don't know how to love?" Amelia asked, after coming clean to her family about her divorce from Owen (Kevin McKidd) -- and her mother's response was both heartbreaking and illuminating. "Every time you fell down, you got up and came back stronger... You weren't afraid of it. And that's what made you -- out of all the kids -- the most like your father," Carolyn said, explaining that it was difficult to be around her youngest daughter following Papa Shepherd's death, hence why she handed the reins over to Derek. "You deserved a mother... and it is my biggest regret."

Following the episode, ET spoke with Scorsone for a breakdown of the Amelia-centric hour, reuniting the Shepherd family members (and finally meeting Kathleen!), Amelia's romantic future with Link (and if Owen is still in the picture) and the touching Central Park moment between Amelia and Mama Shepherd.

ET: When did you know that you were going to get a standalone hour dedicated to Amelia's story? Caterina Scorsone: One of the nice things of having an Amelia-centric episode was a lot of stuff that was developed when Amelia was a regular character on Private Practice. There was a lot of backstory that we learned about her on Private Practice that some Grey's fans haven't seen. Getting to go back and encounter her family of origin, as opposed to the family that she's built in Seattle, is great. You kind of get to see a little bit of where she came from and where she fits into her family dynamic.

You've been playing this character for almost a decade now, and I feel like the theme of this episode is a lot about Amelia confronting her past and her place in the family -- that many of them still look at her as the "black sheep." You really see Amelia work through this with her sisters and her mother, especially. Right, although she's encountering the behavior that triggered a lot of her childhood stuff to come up. I think one of the things that's beautiful about it is I think it's a really relatable, universal story -- maybe it's a bit more extreme in Amelia's case. Often we grow up and we encounter new ideas and we have new experiences and we change and evolve into a different person [than] when we were a child or when we were surrounded by our childhood dynamics. But I think there's a part of most people that doesn't notice the change happening, so when they go back to see their family at holiday times, they have an opportunity to excavate some of the dynamics that formed who they became and some of the dynamics that led to them wanting to change that dynamic. It's a beautiful opportunity to see somebody working through therapy. She's like, "Wow, I think I'm a different person but these are the conditions that formed the person that I became."

One of the most beautiful moments was Amelia's conversation with her mom, Carolyn, in Central Park, where they hash out their nonexistent mother-daughter relationship... Ugh! Tyne Daly is unbelievable. I'm so grateful that I got to work with her. That was the part of doing the standalone that made me most excited and nervous. I couldn't believe that I was going to have an opportunity to work opposite Tyne Daly. (Laughs.) Because I've been playing Amelia for so long and I've known Tyne played my mom -- I've seen all of the footage of her with Derek [in the season five episode, "Sympathy for the Devil"] -- and she was a big part of my backstory even when I was playing scenes without Tyne. Whenever I would do scenes about her, I would picture Tyne as my mom as Amelia -- whenever I had to remember something or telling a story. She was an active part of my creative life. So when Tyne walked into the lobby of the hospital where we did our first scene and I saw her, I burst into tears! (Laughs.)

When Carolyn conceded that she wasn't there for Amelia when she needed her in her formative years, that was truly heartbreaking. Have you thought about how differently things could have turned out for Amelia had her mom taken the reins more as a parental figure? Absolutely. In that moment, Amelia's mom [stepped] up as a mother and took care of Amelia's inner child and said, "Listen, you weren't given what you needed at the time when you were forming your ability to attach. I was not there." There was an absence. In terms of psychology and attachment theory, Amelia went through some incredible trauma at a formative time -- she was 5 years old and she was sitting in that store and she witnessed her father murdered in front of her. After that, her mom -- from what she says in this episode and from what I established in my backstory on Private Practice -- her mom, because of her grief, wasn't able to mirror Amelia and be present for Amelia in the ways that would have helped her process that trauma. That trauma was guided in her body and in her amygdala [nerve tissue in the brain responsible for emotions, survival instincts and memory] and created this fight or flight response that wasn't cured. I think that she probably had a viron that was predisposed to addiction, but I absolutely think that the body attachment and the trauma that she witnessed at such a formative age was a big part of the road that her life ended up going down for a long time.

It's Amelia's strength that, despite all that trauma and broken attachment, she was able to overcome and go to AA (Alcoholics Anonymous) and create relationships and go to med school and start getting back to medicine and have friendships. Her mom was big enough to admit her part in that piece and still be available as a mother. It's a powerful story. Nobody does things perfectly, but when you're able to look at them and talk about them, and forgive them and yourself and others, that's a pretty good job that you're doing there.

We've met the other Shepherd sisters, Nancy and Lizzie, before, but it's pretty stunning that it took until season 15 for Kathleen to finally be introduced. What did it mean to be able to have a full picture of the Shepherd family with Amy Acker now in the mix? Amy Acker is such an incredible actress. She's so talented, she's so funny and as a person, she's so kind and lovely. I had a blast working with her. I hope that she comes back and plays with us more. Working with her and Tyne and Embeth was incredible, and I'm so happy to have a complete picture in my creative, imaginative mind about Amelia's family. We're also so lucky to work with Chris -- he's so great in the episode and so funny. It was just a wonderful time. And Bill D'Elia, who was the director, and Julie Wong, who was the writer; I just feel super lucky to have this experience.

You haven't shared a scene yet with Neve Campbell, who plays Lizzie.I know! She has to come back! (Laughs.)

Shifting gears, Amelia and Link's blossoming relationship has been a pleasant surprise. Did you see them coming as a couple? What is their long-term future? I didn't see it coming. It kind of a twist that Krista [Vernoff] came to me about, she was like, "We want to try this. You're going to go back to New York and he's going to be there." Chris Carmack is a super talented guy and so it's been fun to play with him. The chemistry is really good and there's been a lot of fun, comedic beats that we've been able to play, which has been a really refreshing turn for Amelia. A lot of what she's been going through were fun at times, but there was a lot of heaviness with the Betty storyline. This has been a little bit of a reprieve from that. In terms of long-term, I honestly don't know. We're doing some fun stuff, but I also think that "Omelia" is such a beautiful and rich relationship; Kevin [McKidd] and I love working together too. We're just trying to stay as present and open and as available for what flows through [the writers'] pens. Both relationships are really interesting and fun to play for me, so I'm trying to be in acceptance of whatever lands at my desk in the next script.

Amelia and Owen have been back and forth over the years; they're currently divorced, co-parenting baby Leo and at the same time, Owen is expecting a child with Teddy. Should we be closing the door on Amelia and Owen? What do you think their relationship status should be when it all comes down to it? I would never say they're over for good. They do have so much history and they've shared so much pain and they both have their wounds and they've witnessed each through those. At this point, it's extremely complicated and they've reached a bit of an impasse at this point in their lives. At least where it stands right now, they're taking a step back and taking a breath and trying to figure it out. They can't keep ramming their heads into this wall right now, but they're just so beautiful together and their bond is so deep that I think it would be impossible for them to being nothing. They're going to either be incredibly cordial to each other or one day, they'll find each other again. I don't know. But what I can tell you is, as actors, Kevin and I adore each other and we love working together, so [maybe the writers] decide they are buddies, co-parenting babies in this new, structured way. Or could they end up re-finding each other and end up living happily ever after?

[virovirokun-has-adhd]

The Doodle Canvassssss !!!

honourable mentions include Knockout and Breakdown, Jax, Human Viron and Virokun Viron, and the two Ambyu-Lances

i actually really like drawing Ambyu-Lance theyre so silly

This is the last reblog in this chain.

i finally got there

i'm gonna post again and put the complete references of the Goat guy i made once i post this so look out ,

im crying how did i forget about the tag limit

Holy shit holy shit

hhhhh ok here have some old ass art from my last tiny sketchbook

im literally screaming im just gonna reblog this shit as many times as i need and then tag everything properly at the end

[askvectorprime]

Dear Vector Prime, rumor has it that the Viron Cluster has a female Soundwave and she has a partner named Space Case and they are both "Idols". Is there any truth to this? If so, can you tell us a bit more about them?

Dear Pop Purveyor,

I do see the two you are talking about. Although... forgive me, for her home world is caught in a dimensional tangle, meshed with several in a way that makes discussing Soundwave and her sister complicated. Maybe a coherent picture can be gathered by starting in a world firmly caught against it.

Sounder and Noisemaze were indeed idols as you mentioned; nominally Combatron-aligned and causing consistent trouble for Fire Convoy and the three Car Robo Brothers, the two were never particularly direct fighters, instead entrancing and overpowering the Cybertrons with their mesmerising music. It is worth noting that the duo deviated from your expectation in one way, however; while just as effeminate as Noisemaze, Sounder presented male. However, this duo was mirrored through the quantum vibrations into that of Soundwave and Space Case, Decepti-Sister Popstars extraordinaire; this is the source of the woman you are by chance familiar with, and whose adventures were almost—but not quite—identical to the ones I have already described.

The nature of threaded worlds means that a 'twang' in one is sure to affect the others, though. And so it was that as the gender of Soundwave became harder and harder to ignore in the well of the distributed self, and the reverberations echoed up and down the twisting yarn, it was such that Sounder came to recognise her own true identity. I wish I could say that the other Combatrons were respectful, but Noisemaze truly loved her sister, and so they fled the planet together, searching for a place to perform together without hatred. And as I say this, it becomes evident to me that Soundwave may not have been protoformed female either; I am thankful that she found herself before arriving on Earth. Now you see how intertwined worlds' developments can bounce back and forth!

[totally-not-a-renegade-time-lord]

Nah, I made a ton of mistakes. I tried to use a H4 transponser when I should used a G2! Not to mention I had the clock set to recalibrate with a Swante secondcounter, should have used a Viron microsecond at the very least.

What can I say, I was a kid

I finally have a reason to get rid of that awful clock radio I made...

[itsjaybullme]

Top 10 Test Boosters for 2018

Provided by StrongSupplements.com

Testosterone is indisputably the king of hormones when it comes to the gym. While it’s responsible for reproductive development, it’s better known for its major role in promoting muscle growth, increasing bone density, and even how body fat is distributed. Testosterone levels are also a huge influencer in terms of overall health and emotional state. With age, however, natural testosterone production naturally declines, leading to higher levels of body fat and more difficulty building muscle, not to mention a decrease in libido.

In decades past, this essentially meant that once your body hit a certain age, it no longer kept up with the young at heart. Luckily, today there is a variety of solutions to combat declining testosterone levels, including Test Boosters, dietary supplements which are formulated to help naturally stimulate the body’s production of testosterone. Sounds good, but not sure where to start? We’ve compiled the Top 10 Test Boosters for 2018 to help you make the best choice.

1- DAA Max by Vital Labs

For the 3rd year in a row, DAA Max claims the #1 spot in the Top 10. A product that stands out in all categories with a formula that has been shown in studies to increase free testosterone levels after just 12 days of consistent use. DAA Max’s feedback over the years has shown that this product is not only potent in terms of elevating testosterone and boosting one’s libido, but at its low price it just can’t be beaten.

2 - Sergeant Steel by Assault Labs

Sergeant Steel is arguably the strongest testosterone booster on the market as it combines 16 effectively dosed ingredients that support testosterone increases and estrogen reduction. It’s not often that you come across a product that combines all of the top ingredients and provides you with their proper dosages. Users have been reporting strong increases in libido, strength, sense of well being, muscle hardness, and improved recovery. If you are looking for a no-holds barred test booster, look no further than Sergeant Steel.

3 - Test1fy by Olympus Labs

Test1fy comes in with one of the most unique formulas containing ingredients that not only support testosterone increases and lean mass gains, but also help in increasing hunger making it the perfect addition to anyone’s natural bulking stack. It is overall a well rounded and potent formula making it perfect for anyone, from newbie to the seasoned veteran.

4 - Viron by Black Lion Research

One of the few testosterone boosters on the market to feature Eurycoma Longifolia, a patented ingredient that was developed at Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT) for the treatment of sexual dysfunction and male fertility, Tongkat Ali supports increased sex drive through multiple pathways, including boosting one’s free testosterone levels. Great as a standalone testosterone booster and a staple in many people’s post cycle after an anabolic cycle.

5 - Sustain Alpha by Iconic Formulations

Sustain Alpha is the first ever transdermal testosterone booster to hit the Top 10 and it’s here for good reason. Users have been reporting increased sense of well-being and improved libido just shortly after their first dose with muscular definition and strength improvements after just 2 weeks! The transdermal technology allows users to avoid the traditional route of digesting their supplements and instead allows for them to be absorbed through the skin and directly in the bloodstream. This innovative approach has been delivering and for those looking to try something a bit different, Sustain Alpha is your go to. 

6 - Alphamax XT by Performax Labs

Alphamax XT’s testosterone boosting formula is so potent that they had to include an estrogen blocker in the formula. User’s have reported that the product’s effects rivals a hardcore pre-workout in terms of aggression and intensity. When the workout is done user’s have also been reporting accelerated muscle recovery, fat loss, and increased muscle definition.

7 - Forged Methyl EAA by Transform Supplements

Forged Methyl EAA stands out as it has a special concentrated derivative of D-Aspartic Acid (DAA) which is touted as being 50 times more effective than normal DAA. The formula is so strong that Transform supplements had to put an estrogen blocker as when your testosterone levels get boosted very high, your body will start to convert it to estrogen. It comes with a hefty price tag but many users have considered it to be hands down the strongest on the market.

8 - Apex Male by Blackstone Labs

Blackstone Labs combines 10 different testosterone boosting ingredients into and users certainly have been noticing the effects of this potent formula. Regular feedback includes increased muscle fullness, hardness, strength, and libido enhancement.

9 - Testoshred by EPG

Testoshred stands out as a muscle hardening testosterone booster as it first combines 3 clinically studied and effective testosterone boosting agents with the powerful estrogen reducer Arimistane. The addition of Arimistane helps to prevent the conversion of testosterone to estrogen resulting in higher testosterone levels, while increasing muscle hardness and reducing body fat.

10 - Anabolic Triad by Platinum Labs

One of the more unique products to make the list as it combines two powerful ingredients from two different categories, utilizing the natural anabolic Laxogenin with the testosterone booster Bulbine Natalensis. The combination helps to increase testosterone by up to 347% and protein synthesis by up to 200%.

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This video is on how testosterone boosters work and what is the proper way to use them. A lot of people don't know how to properly supplement testosterone boosters so we will go over how to dose them and what the pros/cons are. Also we will discuss what other supplementation is needed in order to get the most out of your test booster. We have a lot of up and coming things coming so stay tuned for more of our videos by subscribing to our YouTube channel and follow us on social media @tgbsupplements. Also, don't forget to follow us on our forum/podcast and social media called the Anabolic Cartel. Below are the links to the test boosters/aromtase inhibitors on our website (tgbsupplements.com) we mention in this video: 1. Black Lion Research Viron: tgbsupplements.com/produc... 2. Performax Labs AlphaMax XT: tgbsupplements.com/produc... 3. Iron Forged Nutrition KingPin Black Series: tgbsupplements.com/produc... 4. Gaspari Nutrition Nova-X: tgbsupplements.com/produc... 5. Black Lion Research Letrone: tgbsupplements.com/produc... 6. Iron Legion Virtus: tgbsupplements.com/produc...

[askvectorprime]

You've mentioned a Nitro Prime from the Aurex and Viron continuities. Can you tell us anything about them? Do they have any connection to the leader of Velocitron Override?

Dear Velocity Vandal,

That depends on what kind of connection you mean—they are a single archetype, repeating across the ages. The Nitro Prime that I knew as a sibling was much like Override—though their appearances were dissimilar, they both possessed an affinity for high-speed movement that few others could match. Perhaps this commonality was what made Override so well-suited towards leading the colony that Nitro founded.

As for the Nitro Prime of the Viron cluster, they were a mercurial sort, though not to the point they were many-formed, like Chimera Prime. Rather, Nitro was constantly on the move, never the type to remain in one place long. They had a fluidity in personality that made them charming to others in some ways, and frustrating in others. Often, they would play the role of trickster among the Thirteen! If not nothing else, they knew how to keep life exciting.