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🍷Gulping from the well of Sunstreaker and Sideswipe angst
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Not dead yet.
Prowl was surprised to learn that out of all the social graces Sideswipe and Sunstreaker religiously adhered to, it was letting others go through a door before them.
Until he realized they were always letting others go first -- to see if the bot in front of them would be shot.
Prowl was surprised to learn that out of all the social graces Sideswipe and Sunstreaker religiously adhered to, it was letting others go through a door before them.
Until he realized they were always letting others go first -- to see if the bot in front of them would be shot.
mixed media, digital art (procreate) with composite photography
mixed media, digital art (procreate) with composite photography
Do not get distracted now brain. Finish the damn epilogue.
(No one is prepared to learn of the other WiP monstrosities I have on my computer.)
Do not get distracted now brain. Finish the damn epilogue.
(No one is prepared to learn of the other WiP monstrosities I have on my computer.)
#plugnplay #transformers #maccadam #nsfwcomms
#plugnplay #transformers #maccadam #nsfwcomms
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youtu.be/aR-KAldshAE?...
“Choice is not an infection,” Prowl said, fists clenched. “Let him choose! It costs you nothing.”
“It costs me everything!” Sunstreaker growled, a staccato to his words. “And now, it cost you everything."
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“Choice is not an infection,” Prowl said, fists clenched. “Let him choose! It costs you nothing.”
“It costs me everything!” Sunstreaker growled, a staccato to his words. “And now, it cost you everything."
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“The path the wind takes to shape a future landscape is never direct.” Prowl murmured in Sideswipe’s language, tracing his finger down the jagged line of fossilized lightning cutting through his reflection.
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“The path the wind takes to shape a future landscape is never direct.” Prowl murmured in Sideswipe’s language, tracing his finger down the jagged line of fossilized lightning cutting through his reflection.
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“Sideswipe has gone and fallen in love with you,” Sunstreaker said, then both his voice and the light in his optics hardened. “And you are even more the fool to encourage him to temptation by loving him back.”
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“Sideswipe has gone and fallen in love with you,” Sunstreaker said, then both his voice and the light in his optics hardened. “And you are even more the fool to encourage him to temptation by loving him back.”
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So much jaw clenching.
So much jaw clenching.
“If you think I can do it: a gamble it is then,” Smokescreen said, doorwings held tight. He lined up the cable on his neck socket. “One wild spin of the wheel on the edge of the Rust Sea and see where we land, Commander.”
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“If you think I can do it: a gamble it is then,” Smokescreen said, doorwings held tight. He lined up the cable on his neck socket. “One wild spin of the wheel on the edge of the Rust Sea and see where we land, Commander.”
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Shaking his head, Sunstreaker approached to help the pathetic thing turn back over. “How have you made it this far in life?”
Shaking his head, Sunstreaker approached to help the pathetic thing turn back over. “How have you made it this far in life?”
Then he died.
Then he died.
Stormsinger, Chapter 8: The Power of a Titan
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Stormsinger, Chapter 8: The Power of a Titan
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So I'll post Stormsinger, Chapter 8: The Power of a Titan (where Sunstreaker is being absolutely terrifying and terrible to Prowl, and Prowl connects the dots on a horrible realization about his past), ideally on Saturday, but my weekend is projected to be busy.
So I'll post Stormsinger, Chapter 8: The Power of a Titan (where Sunstreaker is being absolutely terrifying and terrible to Prowl, and Prowl connects the dots on a horrible realization about his past), ideally on Saturday, but my weekend is projected to be busy.
Prowl gets confronted with the nature of split-spark bonds, and he is not a fan of being bound to someone by fate.
And the lack of free will that implies.
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Prowl gets confronted with the nature of split-spark bonds, and he is not a fan of being bound to someone by fate.
And the lack of free will that implies.
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Then remembering I'd have to describe how their roads work @_@
It kills the urge.
Then remembering I'd have to describe how their roads work @_@
It kills the urge.
“Are you frightened of me?” Sideswipe asked, a sudden vulnerability breaking through in his hunched silhouette.
“You’re dangerous,” Prowl answered. No point of lying about that. “But so am I.”
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“Are you frightened of me?” Sideswipe asked, a sudden vulnerability breaking through in his hunched silhouette.
“You’re dangerous,” Prowl answered. No point of lying about that. “But so am I.”
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Prowl knew he should be afraid — and a trickle of nervous charge was still feeding his weapons systems — but not because he’d been flirting with a split-spark.
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Prowl knew he should be afraid — and a trickle of nervous charge was still feeding his weapons systems — but not because he’d been flirting with a split-spark.
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