#it'll be a while

[waterthatsmoe]

YUU ANGST PLEASE. I LOVE SEEING YOUR YUU IN PAIN 🙏🙏

Me and Yuu's reaction to this information

[space--daemon]

give me ideas for dunmeshi horse movie titles

[seeyouonsaturn]

Skyline Lore TL;DR

I'm still working on the full version, but it's going to be several thousand words long and I know nobody is ever actually going to read that one way or another, so let me sum it up for you

Verse: Transformers One; then it verges off into its own thing

☁️ cw: contains themes of mutilation, domestic abuse, cheating, character death, and of course The War

Skyline is the youngest member of Sentinel Prime's New High Guard, established after the disappearance of the original to restore a sense of normalcy and safety to the citizens of Iacon. She is a flight prodigy, her alt mode is a stunt plane.

☁️ Her job, along with a minor scandal or two, have given her celebrity status, but once you get to know her, you'll find that she's really just a massive dork. She's about 23 in human terms. An adult, but just barely.

☁️ Her commander Comet, a tough, middle-aged drill-sergeant type bot, has a soft spot for her team and especially Skyline, due to her youth. She'd never admit it out loud, but despite her rough exterior, everyone knows she's the team mom. She considers herself fully responsible for each and every one of them.

☁️ Skyline is a big fan of the original High Guard, similar to how D-16 is a fan of Megatronus. This is definitely not going to become very awkward (Starscream can never find out she had a poster of him).

Skyline is sweet, optimistic, and certainly a bit naïve. Although being in the NHG puts her at the very top of the caste system, she's never quite understood the purpose of it. This post has made me diagnose her with autism.

As such, when she is asked out by a miner (who not even remotely expects that to actually work), her response is along the lines of "well, he's pretty cute, so why not!"

And so Skyline falls in love with D-16. What's the worst that could happen? She's so utterly smitten too. He writes her poems and she reads them every night before bed. They keep their relationship secret, but a very few select people know (Orion, Comet, her teammate and best friend Freefall, and Darkwing. But nobody will ever believe him).

When D-16 stands up to Sentinel, the NHG is present. Instead of the train showing up at just the right moment, Skyline steps in to stop Sentinel from killing him. As punishment for her insubordination and "betrayal", Sentinel rips off her wings.

Skyline loses consciousness. The next thing she knows is that Orion is now Jesus and D-16 is gone.

Against Comet's pleads, Skyline leaves to join D-16 and stays with him instead of getting medical attention, believing that once the newly-formed Decepticons get settled, they can fix her up. Megatron needs her more. She doesn't fully support him, but she loves him, and he needs her now.

☁️ now playing: me and my husband

Megatron however comes to realize that she might leave him, like Orion did. So he does not allow her to have her wings replaced, permanently grounding her. They are conjunxed, but she is more of a glorified prisoner than an equal partner.

D-16 is gone, yet sometimes she can still catch a glimpse of him. He's still in there somewhere. She still loves him. He needs her. She can't leave.

But as the years pass by, he grows colder and colder, even toward her.

Somehow, after millennia, Skyline begins to form a bond with Starscream. Victims of the same abuse finding solace in each other.

They have an affair. What's the worst that could happen?

Megatron eventually finds out, and he's going to kill Starscream for real this time. In a moment of panic, Skyline shoots him.

Megatron is dead.

This is good, right? No.

Skyline goes insane about it.

Seeing Megatron dead only makes her remember D-16, that she loves him, that she swore to stand by him.

And it's Starscream's fault.

☁️ now playing: mama's gun

She convinces herself that Starscream planned this from the beginning, an elaborate plot to get rid of Megatron and take his place. Skyline may have been the one to take the shot, but no, Starscream killed him. The only reason Starscream makes it out alive is because he can fly, and Skyline can't.

Skyline tells the other Decepticons that Starscream killed Megatron, and they have no reason to doubt this. Truly the only surprising part is that he actually succeeded.

Skyline becomes Queen of the Decepticons and somehow Makes It Worse.

She either takes Megatron's wings (idk why he has wings if he's a tank but the mental image of Skyline with massive black wings goes so hard) or just replaces them with new ones of her own.

Starscream has begged the Autobots for sanctuary, because Skyline wants him dead, and Optimus would never allow anyone to die, not even him. Unfortunately, this reignites the war. Skyline only wants Starscream, and will end the attack if they hand him over, but Optimus's moral code won't allow him to sacrifice him. Thousands more die.

Megatron comes back to life. I don't know how yet, but he's Megatron. He just... does that sometimes. He never stays dead. Just go with it.

He lets Skyline convince him that Starscream really did manipulate her. Again, the only suspicious part is that it worked. But seeing Skyline, who he once fell in love with for her kindness, act as cruel and ruthless as he has grown to be makes him finally realize he's gone too far.

Megatron joins the Autobots. Skyline refuses to follow him and deems him a traitor too. Deems all of them traitors. Vows to eradicate them.

There is no saving her. Comet winds up being the one to kill her on the battlefield, doing her duty as a soldier, knowing Skyline wasn't ever going to come back home.

Skyline is dead and everyone is traumatized ✨️

☁️ Skyline losing it was a result of millions of years of being in an abusive relationship, being directly complicit in starting the War and seeing the results first hand, and being forced to live as a flightless seeker. She'd been nothing but a shell of her former self for millennia. It was a long time coming. More-or-less-accidentally murdering her conjunx after all of those countless years of staying with him out of obligation and former-love is merely what made her finally snap. She could not have been saved. She was too far gone.

[jonsaremembers]

Speaking of things I was born to do, a Rebecca/Jane Eyre-inspired fic of the October tiny horse calendar image is probably one of them

[youve-become-obscene]

[paintedcrows]

Evening in the Lab

[tempo-takoyaki]

"It would be my pleasure to give you a proper tour and introduce you to everyone."

Here is my full illustration for @svsssbigbang for the fanfiction Night at Cang Qiong Museum by @adventure-waffles! An incredible Night at the Museum x Scum Villain AU! Don't hesitate to also check out the other two artists incredible pieces for this fanfiction: dustmeadowx and qiye!

And since I know that tumblr tends to destroy the quality of my illustrations, here are some close-ups under the cut:

[bananafire11]

Been drawing dragons lately

[demaparbat-hp]

seeing your ZK art with katara's burn scars I imagine zuko kissing her scarred hands 😭 and ofc she kisses his scar too !!!!!!!!

Scar kisses are my everything.

[mushyooms]

**gets on knees**

MUSHY FEED US MORE CTIMENE AND MY LIFE IS YOURS 🗣️

(whenever you can ofc)

frequently bought together

[inkskinned]

i'm still trying to piece together the truth of it. when you left, you said: feel free to spin this narrative however you want. i have no idea if you were being cruel or if you just genuinely don't remember what you've done to me.

it's hard because i'd done so much of the work for you. i had seen the parts that flaked off, the rust underneath. i started separating you into two people - the one i loved, and the one who hurt me. i had this fantasy version of you - my partner - and then i had this stranger, a third person who would show up randomly to shatter me. i am deliriously glad i'm no longer with "the stranger". i miss the gentle (unreal?) "other" you terribly.

at first, i was so strict about my boundaries. i remember telling you to get the fuck out of my house if you were going to talk to me like that. by the end: i would justify your behavior for you, accepting even your mistreatment as "my fault" in the grand scheme. i look back on the person i was before you - smart, independent, confident - and i feel a strange sense of detachment. i don't even recognize me.

even in one of our last conversations, you said: if you want a partner that always talks warmly to you, find someone else. there was a time that a comment like that would have made me leave. and instead, somehow, i just placidly accepted that kind of thing. you were literally telling me that i wasn't allowed to have a reaction to your cruelty - and i just took it, because you'd so fully turned things around on me.

when people are faced with irrationality, a rational brain tries to make sense of it. this is the trap. they're lovely in the morning, gentle and blue-eyed and sweet. like nothing even happened, they breeze around the house and kiss you on the mouth. but at night; who is that? they snap almost randomly; flying into an impotent rage about just-about-anything. it just doesn't make sense. so the problem must be me, and my brain, and how i think.

the traumatized brain just wants peace. so maybe i'm misremembering. maybe you were just having a bad day. maybe it's actually me.

you eventually would fully turn on me and start implying that i am the bad actor in our relationship. that's what happens, right? that's literally in the playbook. you went to therapy for all of a month, told her a half-truth, co-opted therapyspeak. you figured out how to reframe your actions as "seeking peace." any time i stood my ground, i was "gaslighting." when i asked you to be more gentle, you said i was "tone policing." you said, randomly, i had emotionally manipulated you - i still have no idea what that's even specifically referring to. maybe my consistent requests for calmness and empathy?

and while i literally know better, and i'm sitting here, trained by you, thinking: wait, fuck. was i actually the person you made me out to be?

and the thing that scares me is that i literally do not know if you ever actually saw what you were doing to me. when you'd tell me how you remember arguments, you'd always summarize them in a way where you come off as gentle and easy: "i was trying to set an important boundary." what had actually happened was 15 minutes of you shouting at me i know you did something shady, just admit it already. eventually you'd say my reaction to your shouting (when i finally reacted, which usually happened around hour three) was inevitably "disappointing" and "another way i'm silencing your feelings."

how many times did i ask you - beg you - to just take accountability? looking back, i don't think i ever heard you say: you're right. the way i talked to you was wrong of me.

i am trying to tie together the two people into a full version of you in my head. yes, you made my coffee and made me laugh and spent hours on the phone with me. and yes - you would scream at me until i had to run away and hide behind something.

i wish i did have a narrative i could pull out and shape to my whim. i wish i did have some semblance of reality. instead i just stand here, strange and vibrating, wondering: what the fuck just happened?

[morningstarwrites]

outfit swap! (aka two idiots)

[bri-does-art]

I know it's like the penultimate day of mermay but--

Guess whose wrist is beginning to get better :))

[xxplastic-cubexx]

filler

[laser-tripwires]

really appreciate the full canon confirmation of the likely reason that eliot has dated so many doctors and nurses. aka he keeps meeting people in the ER. it's great.

[erinwantstowrite]

i never posted these Ben AU drawings here and i've seen a few asks wondering about it so... here's a little synopsis i wrote for myself as a potential description later when I post it (because i don't wanna spoil it):

"There's a new boy in Damian's class. He's charming, if it bit awkward. He's just as clever as he is smart mouthed, and he's popular with their classmates. What's worse is that Benjamin Fitzpatrick lives next door in the old Drake Manor and Damian's family are convinced that Ben could be a good friend of his one day. Like that would ever happen.

Luckily for Damian, they're all more focused on the fact that there are two new vigilantes in Gotham acting like they own the place.

Unluckily, everything goes to shit when Ben starts acting strange and sickly, Spider-Man disappears just when they were getting close to him, and Damian learns that Ben's real name might not actually be Ben. Did he mention that Ben might be his older brother's clone?"