#i don't really have a top ship for tfa

[transingthoseformers]

Truth be told, TFA is like the only show other than BW in which Megop is not my top Optimus ship. Instead I ship Optimus/Sentinel. So much drama! Heartbreak! Possible future reconciliation?

Also I totally see Sentinel as a bratty bottom and love the fact that fandom has written two fics in which Optimus fucks Sentinel's head while it wasn't attached. Good stuff.

Wait two

I've read only one of them, and in that one I think Sent begged for it

I think as far as tfa ships, the one I ship the most is MegaStrikNut? Megatron, Strika, and Lugnut?

The general, her consort, and their Lord, and all three of them care deeply about each other even if Megatron denies this.

Though, I do ship tfa Megop a lot (maybe not the breed of tfa Megop that's popular, though? I'm rather specific when it comes to the ship, but I feel like it can go in cool directions)

Mmmnm but tfa MegaShock, because like c'mon look at tfa Shocky. He's a massive simp, and I admire that in a mech.

OpiSent (is there a ship name for those two? OpiSent is my best bet, but SentiOp is also as you suggested a truly interesting option. You can also say it's prime²) like, all the fire and snark in their relationship and the betrayal and the emotion and just. Fun. So much interesting situations.

[pinkanonwrites]

Washrack Academy

Jetstorm and Jetfire have a lot of questions about humans. But you? You just want to take your shower in peace.

TFA Jetfire, TFA Jetstorm, and Reader, no ships but it's implied Jetfire has a little crush on the reader, human reader, non-sexual nudity, is it still voyeurism if it's mostly fueled by curiosity? probably, AFAB Reader with GN Pronouns, alien anatomy discussions

"You know, humans are being much more hygienic than Sentinel says they are being."

You rolled your eyes, hefting your small duffel bag further up your shoulder. "Yeah, well Sentinel doesn't know as much about humans as he thinks he does. Most people I know shower every other day at the very least. We aren't big fans of being dirty."

"But now you are being extra dirty!" Jetstorm loomed over you with a cheeky grin, running a huge metal digit over the top of your head. A slick of motor oil came with it, sending another disgusted shiver down your spine at the gooey sensation. "Bumblebee maybe needs to working on power steering! And not splashing human friends with drinks of celebration."

Being a human liaison representing the city of Detroit on Cybertron was already a job way outside of the normal parameters of your career, and the stress was leaving you pretty wired. But Bumblebee accidentally tipping an oversized can of motor oil off a table and directly onto your head while showing off just had to be the final nail in the coffin. In front of a whole bunch of big important Autobots and everything.

Now you were being flanked on either side by Sentinel Prime's personal squadron (a gig they eagerly volunteered for and a choice both you and Sentinel had little say in) as they showed you to whatever the Cybertronian equivalent of an army base locker room was so you could get cleaned up. 

"And motor oil not to be damaging your fluffy organic fibers?" Great, now Jetfire was poking at your greasy hair too. At least he had half a processor to keep his igniters off while he did.

"It's called hair. And it'll only damage it if I leave it in too long. Plus, it's really bad for my skin."

"Good for it not to be doing badness to hair! Yikes for it to be doing badness to skin. So sensitive, little organics. Must be very hard!"

"You're telling me, bud."

"Here! Coming this way." Jetstorm gestured for you to follow him through a tiled doorway. The room beyond looked remarkably similar to the locker room you'd had in high school, though blown up to a cartoonish scale. "We have tiny washrack for mini-bot sizes. Maybe too big for you still, but is better than nothing!"

He wasn't exaggerating, the handles for the mini-bot sized faucets were still a good two or three feet out of your reach. 

"Where do you even put your towels? Your soap?" You glanced around but failed to find any bench or wall divot suitably placed for setting your things down. "Is there anywhere I can set my bag?"

"Just be putting bag into subspace! Easy for peasy!" A small compartment popped open on Jetstorm's chest, and from it he procured… a metal scouring pad? A giant one, about the size of a large restaurant platter. If the situation weren't so incredibly absurd already, you might've gotten a chuckle out of the idea of a robot using a Brillo pad as a loofah.

"Yeah, we don't… humans don't have that." You said instead. Because this situation was, in fact, incredibly absurd.

Jetfire and Jetstorm looked at each other, mirrored expressions of visible confusion. Then, they both shrugged.

"Being a human…"

"...Is very difficult!"

"Look, just- can one of you hold it for me? Please?"

"For certain! I will be best at human wash rack supplies holder job! Be counting on me." You dropped your duffel bag into Jetfire's cupped hands and wrenched it open. Grabbing your various bottles of hair product and a large towel from within, you lined them up on the floor along the wall and hopefully just beyond the reach of the shower's spray. But as you moved for the bottom of your shirt to pull it off, you felt the prickle of two pairs of optics staring just a little bit too hard at your body.

"Are you two just gonna… watch me? You can wait outside, you know."

"We are to be protecting you from curious bots! And make sure you do not do the snooping or the wandering off." Jetstorm insisted.

"Are you gonna do that while staring me down? A little privacy, please." Was it ironic to ask for privacy in a locker room? Probably. But most people had the decency not to stare while someone was getting undressed. 

Most people. Maybe that sentiment didn't extend to twelve foot tall transforming robot soldiers.

"Staring? Who is doing the staring? Certainly not us goodness bots!" 

"No, no! We would never be the staring! Especially not at soft and squishy little human frame!"

Both brothers rushed to cup a servo over their optics, continuously asserting their supposed innocence all the while. You sighed, peeling your way out of your slick and permanently stained clothes and letting them fall to the ground in an oily heap.

"Well I don't know how it is on Cybertron, but on Earth staring at people in the locker room is what we call 'bad manners.' You two ever heard of those?"

"We will being so very manners-filled! No staring from us at you, big promise." Jetfire insisted, carefully depositing your bag into his subspace as he brought his other servo up so they were both covering his faceplate.

"Though do not be trying to do the sneaking off while we are look-away! That would be also called 'bad manners.'" Added Jetstorm with a cheeky thumbs-up.

"I'm not going to go sneaking around your base naked, so you don't need to worry about that. Now could one of you get the water for me, please?"

As Jetstorm felt along the wall and cranked the water to partial blast, you swear you heard him ask his brother 'But what is "naked" meaning?' The hiss of the showerhead quickly covered it, though, and you decided you'd rather focus on getting clean before you struggled to explain the foreign concept to the pair of ridiculous twins. The water ran just hot enough to make your skin tingle as you lathered your hair with shampoo, vigorously scrubbing the motor oil free from your scalp. It'd probably take more than a few rinses to get everything out, you'd have to ask Professor Sumdac to bridge you some more toiletries way sooner than you'd originally planned. Maybe Sari could pick some up for you on her next trip home?

But as you lathered your hair up for the fourth (maybe fifth?) time, you couldn't help but notice a quiet, metallic buzzing that could just barely be heard over the hiss of water. It paused and fizzed in a rhythmic pattern, not all too dissimilar from Morse Code. It would stop for a moment, before picking up again, slightly lower pitched this time. It sounded almost like… a conversation.

"If you've got something to say, you can say it out loud." You called them out. Jetfire startled at the sound of your voice, his own sounding slightly strained. 

"What? But we are such quiet being!"

"You're doing that… that 'EM field' thing. Where you talk to each other with your brains? I've heard Bee and Bulkhead do it before. So, c'mon. What do you want to know?"

He clammed up, absentmindedly scuffing one of his pedes against the tiled floor. Jetstorm, meanwhile, had a sly grin growing across his faceplate. He raised his free servo up in the air like a student waiting to be called on.

"Actually, Jetfire is having a question!"

"I-I am not! Do not listen, brother is merely making funny joke!"

"No, no! Do not listen to him! Jetfire is very, very curious about human not having sp-MRMPH!"

A cacophony of metal on metal echoed through the wash racks as Jetfire tackled his brother to the wet tile, wrestling his servos over the other's intake to keep him quiet. Jetstorm grabbed for his brother's goggles and pulled him into a shaky headlock, even as Jetfire repeatedly kicked him in the knees with the flat of his pede. You scrambled to grab your towel, clutching it to your front as the two bots collapsed to the ground in an ear-splitting crash.

"Hey, HEY! Quit it! What the hell are you two doing?!"

Both of their heads snapped up at your tone, Jetstorm still looking mischievous while his brother had the decency to look a bit sheepish. He quickly pried Jetfire's servo off of his intake.

"Jetfire is wanting to know why humans do not have spike! You know, since he was doing the peeking."

"Y-You were also doing peeking! I know you were curious too!" Jetfire shot back.

"Maybe curious, yes, but you are obsessed! 'Oh, little humans are so soft and so squishy being! Why so warm? I want to be holding one!'"

"I am not sounding like that! You are making exaggeration!"

Jetfire seemed on the verge of tackling his brother again, so you quickly stepped in. "Okay, geez, look. I will answer one, ONE! Question each. And only if you stop hitting each other. That's it. I don't have the energy for this today."

The two bots awkwardly clambered back to their feet, Jetstorm looking down at you with a playful grin while Jetfire seemed to be looking anywhere but your unclothed frame.

"Brotherrrrr?" Jetstorm teased. "Would you like to be going first?" 

Jetfire dignified his brother's teasing with a sharp elbow to the side, but spoke anyway. "S-Sorry to be peeking when you said not, but, um, do humans not have- uh, not have spike? Or is it hidden? Maybe not pressurized? If embarrassing you don't have to say. No biggee."

You furrowed your brow. 'Spike.' You don't think you'd heard any of the Autobots use that term before, at least not around you. Maybe it was a built-in weapon? Or some sort of specialized armor plating?

"I, uh, I don't know what a spike is. Sorry. Can you be… more specific?"

Jetfire let out a high-pitched sound, similar to heat escaping a tea kettle, while his brother only seemed to beam even brighter at his humiliated suffering.

"Ah, you know! Spike!" Jetstorm grinned. "Right here, above valve? Comes out like 'fssshh'? No modesty panel on you, so maybe just hidden away!" He made a bunch of vague motions in front of his crotch, and with a looming horror you started to catch on as he mimed the motion of something growing and rising up in front of his crotch plate. His modesty panel.

Holy shit they had robot dicks.

"N-No? No, I don't have a- a spike." You were doing your absolute best to stay focused on the conversation at hand, not think about… about the robot penis that apparently all Cybertronians had? "Humans, uh, most humans just have one or the other. The, um, the spike or the… the…"

"Valve?" Jetstorm happily supplied.

"Sure? I guess?!"

"Something new to be learned every day! Right, brother?" Jetstorm thumped his brother on the back with an open servo, while Jetfire was openly refusing to make eye contact with you. The temperature in the room seemed to peak by a few degrees, and based on the heat waves rolling off of Jetfire's body you had an inkling suspicion it was his doing, however unintentional it may be. "Anyways, my turn, yes? You said word 'naked'. What is 'naked' meaning?"

"Uh, y-yeah. Um, yeah. Sure." God, you did not have the mental fortitude to deal with these revelations today. "Naked just means you're not… covered up? Wearing clothes. There are some parts on a human that have to be covered in public, otherwise it's uh… inappropriate." Your only solace was that now you had some sort of comparison to make between Cybertronians and humans. "Like, you guys wouldn't walk around with your… your spike out? Same for humans."

"Ohhh…" They even had stunned realizations in unison. You'd almost consider it cute, if you weren't already so burnt-out.

"Yep, well, class is over. Can I please get dressed now? Preferably without being watched?"

"A-Ah! Yes, of course! So sorry! Here is things." Jetfire quickly fumbled your duffel out of his subspace, only for it to slip through his digits and hit the floor with a thud. Wincing, he turned to shove his brother from the room, calling over his shoulder to you as they went. "We will be watching door so no bots do peeking! Then there is no way we be seeing you naked, not even little bit! Seeing you in moment- but not naked! Just normal seeing!"

"O-Okay? I'll be out in… a bit." But they were already gone. Weird. Weird couple of bots. But hey, at least now you could dry your hair in peace.

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"Very bumpy landing, brother." Jetstorm couldn't fight his mirthful grin as he stared down at his spark-twin, who was currently sitting with his back to the wall outside the wash racks, knee-joints pulled up tight to his chassis and faceplate hidden from view. "I may not be seeing exact same appeal you do, but humans are verrrrrry entertaining being. That human especially so!"

"I wish to be offline." Jetfire lamented. "So awkward, very very uncool. They will never be speaking to me again."

"Do not be so downer, brother! They answer questions very nice, and do not even yell when you peeking at their array!"

Jetfire let out another pathetic wail. "Do not be reminding me! Me, caught peeking? Would rather scrub every rivet on Omega Supreme than be that embarrassing again." He slammed his helm against the tops of his knee-joints a few times for good measure, a loud, echoing clanking reverberating down the hall. "Why are little humans being so soft? A-And when covering self, why are little peeks of soft bits around towel so- so erotic?"

Jetstorm cackled, patting his brother atop the helm with his servo. "And to think, we thought being human is hard. Sounds like liking human is much, much harder!"

[primus-why]

Another A/B/O AU...

... this time TFA!

Okay some rules this time are:

Alphas can mate with Betas to produce offspring-- with the exception of cross-factional pairs. And you will only ever produce the same frametype as the creators.

Betas and Betas can mate to produce offspring-- but again, they have to both be civilians or both be warframes. They will only produce offspring of the same frametype.

It's very rare for Alpha pairings to reproduce. Same rules above apply concerning frametypes.

Omegas are rare in that anyone can reproduce with them, and thus their offspring can be any frametype. Contrary to a popular myth, the sparkling's frametype is random and not automatically based on whomever the sire/carrier is.

Generally the majority of Decepticons are Alphas, and the majority of Autobots are Betas. A Beta!Decepticon or Alpha!Autobot is not rare but still pretty uncommon.

Omegas have not been seen for generations, and it's believed they've been wiped out. The deaths of Omegas on both sides is partially what kicked up the war, as it now became much more difficult to procreate. Especially for Decepticons, being mostly Alphas.

All mechs regardless of secondary status go through a reproductive receptivity cycle-- the horny time we usually call "heat" or "rut". (But since I couldn't think of a 3rd word for a Betas cycle, we'll call it "RRC" or just "cycle" across the board lol)

Surprise, surprise! Optimus Prime is, in fact, an Omega. He doesn't know that, though...

See, Omegas have been out of the picture for so long, they don't really teach about them anymore in the Academy. Obviously some folks like Ultra Magnus and Ratchet are old enough to remember, as are many of the Decepticons. But generally speaking, Optimus believes he's just a Beta with an abnormally persistent cycle.

Optimus' status is only known to a few-- thanks to the standard examination all new recruits undergo, only some of the older medics and Ultra Magnus himself were aware. The Magnus took great care to not place Optimus on the front lines whenever possible, as he did not want to risk the Cause losing something so precious as an Autobot Omega.

However, at the same time he did not disclose Optimus' status to anyone else-- he knew it would likely result in his peers treating him differently, or worse, the Council might vote to sequester him to a breeding center. No, Optimus himself couldn't even be aware-- Ultra Magnus was worried he'd fall prey to the old stigmas which claimed Omegas were inherently weaker or incapable. Perhaps that was hypocritical of him, since he had been avoiding using Optimus in battles, despite the young Prime being one of the most skilled and capable Bots at the Academy...

Perhaps that's why when the incident on Archa-7 happened, he took the opportunity to all but banish Optimus from Cybertron. Repairing space bridges kept him out of the direct line of fire; nothing ever seemed to happen all the way out there. What's more, Ultra Magnus wouldn't have to continue fabricating reasons why one of the Academy's top students was not being placed in more active roles. Optimus would also be spared the scrutiny of re-evaluation, wherein his status would likely have been disclosed to the Council and everyone in the upper ranks... as well as Ultra Magnus' favoritism.

Yes, Ultra Magnus had thought he was in the clear. The young Prime still had a part to play in the Great Autobot Machine, but not until things had quieted significantly. One day, Optimus would have the chance at a normal civilian life while their planet rebuilds, and Ultra Magnus would have the medics disclose his status so he could decide his own future without the pressures of wartime. For now, all he needed to do was ship the Omega somewhere, far away from prying optics, with a medic who could be discreet and a parting reminder to not be a hero.

... A lot of good that did him.

Some additional notes of who-is-what:

Alphas include*: Megatron, Sentinel Prime, Lugnut, Strika, Ultra Magnus, Bulkhead, Starscream, Blitzwing, Drift

Betas include*: Shockwave, Blurr, Bumblebee, Ratchet, Jazz, Blackarachnia, Prowl, Jetfire and Jetstorm, Rodimus Prime

*but are not limited to

[palettesofrenaissance]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Thank you @missamyshay for the tag! 🏆

1. How many works do you have on ao3? I have 89 that I have viewable once signing in

2. What's your total ao3 word count? In total it's 865,145

3. What fandoms do you write for? I don't consider myself open for writing anymore; after my last 2 fics I plan to be done writing for good. but I used to write for characters more than fandoms: several marvel films, carrie, the show cloak and dagger, star wars tfa, horror, wonka, harry potter

4. Top five fics by kudos: my highest kudos were published before ao3 and fandoms changed:

Lust, Caution (Spider-Man: Homecoming (2017)

Café Con Leche (Spider-Man: Homecoming (2017)

Really Slow Motion (Spider-Man: Homecoming (2017)

Covetous (Spider-Man: Homecoming (2017)

Easy Ease (Spider-Man: Homecoming (2017)

5. Do you respond to comments? I always try to do so in a timely manner because I love it when my comments get replies

6. What is the fic your wrote with the angstiest ending? Hmmm... either Blank White Page because Brunnhilde doesn't remember Thor anymore, Running on Empty where Brunnhilde gets turned into a zombie so Thor could "live," or my current dark fic where Sapphire and her daughter are forever trapped inside magic jewels on a ring (though this ending is not set in concrete)

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? like 90% of them have happy endings or ambiguously happy endings.

8. Do you get hate on fics? Never got hate but I have gotten rudely written, unsolicited criticism

9. Do you write smut? yes-ish but I'm careful about it

10. Craziest crossover: Ironman and frankenstein

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? No but just yesterday I posted an ask from a stranger who never commented wanting to finish one of my now-hidden works. that was nice... 😒

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Not that I remember

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Not yet, but I plan for one of my last 2 works to be a cowritten one with @breadtheft1796. Love her to bits and always excited talk about it with her ❤︎ It's a mermaid!Sarah Wilson/Lighthouse Keeper!Bucky Barnes and we both like haunting things so I know this is going to be fun and I can't wait!

14. All time favorite ship? Brunnhilde/Thor, Monica Rambeau/Jimmy Woo

15. What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?The reincarnation and soulmates epic series. It was fun while it lasted; there was so much I wanted to do with it, made many fics for different characters and relationships, even wanted to do an angsty wandavision scenario, but I don't think it really got off the ground

16. What are your writing strengths? I'm not a good analysis for myself so going off of what I've been told: "storytelling. You have a unique ability to transport the past into the present without destroying it. The way you treat time, and memory, and the complexities of living." And "Your writing strengths are specifically: setting, emotions, characterizations, character motivations, and small details (such as character nervous ticks, and appearance flaws)" from @missamyshay and @dragonmaiden79

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Like MissAmy I'm shit at controlling word count, and I'm a slow writer who needs constant encouragement and constructive comments 😭

18. Thoughts on dialogue in another language? I have done it before with Laura Kinney (aka Wolverine)

19. First fandom you wrote in? That would be when I used to use Fanfiction.Net for an old show back in middle/high school. Since joining AO3 it was Teen Wolf

20. Favorite fic you've written? I think I like all my works enough. But the most fun ones included interactive commenters, and building the stories off of requests. now that I think of it, I might say those might be my favorites

Tagging: @sarifinasnightmare @dragonmaiden79 @idontgettechnology @breadtheft1796 @leaofthewolves @citizenofooo @whiskeyncoke-redux @fushic0re @rainbowglittr @tllgrrl @cultofcreatures wants to do this, tag me so I can read your answers!

[bikananjarrus]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

finally getting around to this, thank you @astromechs for the tag!!

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1. How many works do you have on ao3?

29

2. What’s your total ao3 word count?

327,391

3. What fandoms do you write for?

mainly star wars and marvel! though i don't write marvel as much anymore (the mcu really burned me too many times lol and just took away a lot of my inspiration/motivation to write for it). so mostly star wars nowadays, but occasionally i will sprinkle in a fic for a different fandom!

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

a. we find ourselves when we lose everything else - 519 kudos

b. our time in the dark - 518 kudos

c. risk everything we have (and just let our walls cave in) - 426 kudos

d. if loves elastic (then were we born to test it’s reach) - 391 kudos

e. revelations (come to us in recovery) - 388 kudos

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

no 🙈. weirdly enough, i was a lot better about responding years ago on my ff. net account. but i don't really do it on ao3, honestly because i'm just a little lazy about it lol. but i promise i read every single one and know that if you've ever left a comment, i appreciate it so so much!!

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

probably broken things. it's a romanogers soulmate last words au which ended in a major character death. but you know. last words au, death. it made sense haha.

i've also written a couple canon-compliant character study type fics, including one for natasha romanoff, one for cassian andor/rogue one crew, some for leia organa (post-tfa), and well, none of those end very happily sooooo.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

uhhhhhhh why was this so hard asdffglkhglj. i write a lot of agnst and hurt/comfort lol. but my fic, the weight of your love, is just pure kanera fluff. and these two kanera fics that i've posted on tumblr (but not on ao3 yet), are just silly and fun and fluffy.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

not really, thankfully. i mean, i've gotten some not-so-nice comments in the past (again, mainly on ff.net) but i've never gotten anything super aggressive or confrontational, so i'm grateful to be in nice corners of fandom!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

occasionally yes. typically i insert my smut scenes into longer fics though. (i do have a bunch of unpublished half-written smut fics that i haven't gotten the courage to finish and post yet, bc i'm not always the most confident in my smut writing but maybe one day!)

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

not really. i'm not even the best at coming up with AUs, much less crossovers lol. i think the closest i've gotten to a crossover is an agents of shield/mcu crossover, which shouldn't even BE a crossover, but considering that the mcu never acknowledged AoS, it kinda feels like it is. anyway, wrote a fic where daisy johnson and bucky barnes are bffs, and i'm quite fond of it!

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

yeah :/ i had somebody take one of my fics and (related to next question) translate it and put it on wattpad. i couldn't message the author and my attempts to contact wattpad got me nowhere so i kinda just let it go.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

looking at last question, technically yes. but other than that, not yet! i would be very honored if someone wanted to translate one of my fics though, and would have absolutely no problem with it! (so long as they asked and didn't steal it asdkfsjd)

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

only bits and pieces of shared aus with friends for fun, but haven’t published anything.

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

kanera and romanogers, hands down. kanan and hera are more recent, but i fell in love with both their characters and them as a couple so fast, and i absolutely love writing for them. they're going to stick with me forever. and steve and natasha.... my loves. fell in love with them when i saw catws the first time and haven't looked back. they've stuck with me the longest, i think. and even though i don't write marvel as much anymore, i still think about them a lot, and there's a lot of stevenat wips i have that i still hope to finish one day.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

whew ummmmm. there's a couple of romanogers fics (specifically finishing our time in the dark and the follow-up to revelations which is an endgame fix-it) that i have told myself i will finish. and i want to! but it will really take a major push to get me back into the headspace to write for marvel again. genuinely, endgame drained so much of the love and inspiration i had so 😔 i hope i can prove myself wrong one day!

i also have ambitions to do a star wars sequels rewrite, but it feels so big lol, so idk if i'll ever actually get around to finishing it. but the bits i have written for it i have so much love for.

16. What are your writing strengths?

digging deep into character emotions and their headspaces. that's something i really like exploring. also i think i'm pretty good about including small details, particularly with using the different senses and using those to help set the scene, and whatnot. in short, description and emotion are my strong suits!

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

humor. i think i can be funny sometimes in my writing, but i definitely don't think i'm as good at humor as other people. and especially funny dialogue and banter, that's something i feel like i have to think about more. so still working on that!

i also don't know if this is a true weakness, but i literally don't know when to stop writing asdfljgldkj. i feel like lately it's so hard for me to write short fics (unless i do it in a mad burst in one sitting). but if i'm thinking a lot about a fic, chances are it's going to be 5k MINIMUM.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

i'm not real comfortable with it, especially if i don't speak the language. if it's a very short phrase or a singular word, i will try to use a translator and other online investigating (and then nicely ask people to correct me in the comments if i'm wrong lol). but if i want to have the character speaking full sentences i will usually type it out in english and then use "they said in [insert language here]" as the tagline.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

if we're going wayyy back, technically the first fic i wrote was a bones fic when i was in middleschool lmao. i wrote it in a notebook, never published it online. but i first posted fics online in high school (as a freshman i think), and i think the first fics i published were for percy jackson and supernatural lol.

20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?

probably revelations. looking at it now, there are certainly things i would change about this one, but i wrote it on and off for 3 years, so i was just really proud when i finally finished it. and there are still a lot of character moments i wrote into this one that i still love.

also you are my solid ground. plot does not really exist in this fic, but i had the best time writing the steve/nat/sam dynamic. literally dream trio.

(real talk, some of my fave fics are ones that i haven't finished yet/haven't published yet. i think my newest favorite fic is the kanan character study one i'm working on now. i still have a little bit to go, but i'm really close to finishing it, and i'm just so proud of it. there's so much about it that i love and i can't wait to share it (hopefully by the end of the year!)).

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no pressure tagging: @effie-trinket and anyone else who would like to participate!

[vodid]

Curious, do you like Transformers Animated?

i do now!

i never particularly hated or disliked it, i was just very passive about it. the style was iconic but funky, the characters were unique but massively different than what i was used to, the plot built nicely overall but was difficult to stay focused on when each episode only contributed a little or even nothing to the entire plot. i tried watching animated multiple times and was never able to finish it (thanks adhd) i tried liking it and drawing but i never felt connected to any of it

and then i read some fics 🥲

i think the problem was that the only reason why i even would've liked animated at the time was for jazz/prowl but in all honesty, the ship dynamic/characterizations differed a bit too much from their g1/g1 fanon counterparts for me to really get into it. so i stayed generally neutral on the ship. i like it ofc but i probably wouldn't go out of my way to draw it just for myself unless i really needed to scratch an itch

so i needed different characters or ships to get into since i wasn't gonna find it in jazz or prowl. but i got desperate one day for j/p and read a tfa jazz/prowl longfic that included two other ships i wasn't particularly excited for. i didn't hate them! i was just more focused on j/p than one of the ships and didn't even ship the other

well that changed for sure. by the end of the fic, i wasn't even thinking about jazz/prowl because it heavily got me into....... you guessed it, blitzbee! i don't remember my opinions on blitzwing before this (i think he was just some cool decepticon i decided to draw once) but i knew i didn't care much for bumblebee before. i was a bayverse/tfp fan so that bee never resonated with me

well now he does! and now i get to project my adhd, rsd and apd onto him. and thats what i needed. a character to latch onto, to project onto and to call my own little blorbo. and now tfa bee is one of my favorite bees!! if not top favorite

it was also a matter of being able to draw the show. i didn't feel like my style was as developed as i wanted it to be every time i tried watching it, so that only heavily added to the disconnection. i've gotten better at drawing and have been practicing, so i've definitely grown closer to tfa :)

aaa that was a rant but i have Many thoughts about tfa hsjdjsjs its fun!! and i'm definitely enjoying writing fic for it!

[gelu-the-babosa-multiversal]

Are there any projects/current fanart and/or AUs you are currently working on?? What are your top ten favourites otp?

Also, do you have a taglist (just asking)?

Howdy again, anonymous!

I really don't have a tag list, I usually put #my art #my stuff #or something random 🤣. So really there's no way to find things on my blog dhffhkjfhjnjf

second about projects/fanart/AU stuff I'm working on. In this post, you and others can find links to my new side blogs where I post and talk about The Dark Unicron Planet and Terran Robby AU's

I'm also gonna post more about my OC's, Cody x Priscilla art, and more Miko and Cody chaotic sibling stuff fjkñasksk

I also want to start writing my own original project and my own Transformers fan continuity... as you can see, I put a lot on my plate 😅

And about my top ten... most of them are crack ships o completely out of canon...

TFA Lugnut x Strika

Cyberverse Hot Rod x Soundwave

TFA Sari x TFP Raf

TFIDW Thundercracker x Marissa

TFRB Cody X Priscilla

TFRB Chase x TFP Knockout

TFP Dreadwing x TFP Optimus

TFA Megatron x Optimus

TFP Jack x Vince (or with Miko or Sierra. I'm in a debate with this one tho)

TFRB Boulder x TFP Predaking

And more (and those are just from the Transformers fandom lol)... but like I said, only crack in this house...

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Prowl✨🔪📢 !!

✨a ship i like with this character

prowl/bulk ! ^_^ i think their dynamic works really well ! like in show they show them kind of bring out the best in one another pretty consistently, and i like pairs that actually have a surprising amount in common for all their very real differences, both internal and external. and i mean like they adopted the dinobots together. cmon

🔪a ship i Don't like with this character

ill do two for the price of one with this one actually and say both bee/prowl and jazz/prowl. theres nothing i specifically think is bad about either i just personally view prowl's relationship to both as more brotherly (specifically as more as an older brother in bee's instance) so ! just due to personal taste

📢favorite thing about them in canon

HIS VULCAN NATURE BOY SWAG FOR REAL !!! genuinely his action and fight sequences i feel are fun even for tfa (of which there are many fun action scenes) but theyre just the cherry on top to me. prowl's real appeal is that he can genuinely just sit on the floor and watch a caterpillar crawl around for an hour and its fully just fun to him. like he prefers to do this over most other things. not even for any cheap "wise lone wolf cool guy" reasons he just genuinely sees a little bug or a tiny bird or something and hes like Wow. Wow. i love this thing. Wow. <- genuinely best character trait in the world

[realasunicorns]

"Give me a character and I will answer"

@callmehername asked me about Ben Solo/Kylo Ren.

(My answers to the other characters are here)

Why I like them

It is hard to talk about this character when I know so little about him, since he's very new compared to all the others. So be kind if I make assumptions bc it's mostly what we can do for now, I think. For me at least, to take what we canonically know about him for sure doesn't leave much to choose, so I'm doing my own thing a bit 🤷🏻‍♀️

Having said this:

Basically, I like him bc he's complex. He's conflicted, but that's something we've seen before. He's also unstable tho. Really unstable.

But I also like him because I feel like I have a hard time reading him. Like, we know he's unstable, but... Are his actions those of a conflicted (and traumatized and probably brainwashed) child grown up? Or not really? I mostly get the feeling he could be very determined and manipulative under that confused look. That he knows exactly what he's doing even if he looks like a mess with temper tantrums. That he's conflicted and he knows people know that, so he uses that as a disguise, like a wolf in sheep's clothing. Or maybe it isn't that at all. Maybe he's THAT misguided. I guess we'll have to wait for Episode IX to find out more, but for now I like that he keeps me guessing.

Then there is also the fact that troughout the Episodes, we are repeatedly told by the Jedi that one must resist the Dark Side. It is easy to fall and once you do, it forever will dominate your destiny. And I think it's fascinating how Kylo is permanently fighting to stay in it. For someone to show such a struggle with the Dark Side, it could mean an increadibly strong alignment to the Light and/or that he was pushed into the darkness by someone without his consent (hello Snoke) probably by means of an idea in his mind. An idea that was wrong all along: what Vader was supposed to be like. What he was supposed to be too. So he's holding onto the darkness on sheer determination to be that. (Which I find to be very ironic bc if you read my opinion on Anakin I always thought he was conflicted all along, Vader as well. Maybe not just like Ben, but he wasn't like Sheev, that kind of pure evil that Ben seems to think he was.)

To me it all goes down to: would he struggle as much to stay in the Light as he struggles to be in the Dark? How much of it was Snoke's doing? Walking the fine line between the Light and the Dark would make him even more interesting as a character. And it also brings something into the table that I've been waiting for many, many years: actual force balance/the Grey/etc.

So, essentially, what I love the most about his character is all the possibilities he brings to the table and the fact that he's not just a villian, not just a [insert other classic character tropes here].

(I could say the same about Rey in a way, since they are two sides of the same coin. But also not quite the same. And also I'm not here to talk about Rey haha)

Why I don’t

To me it makes no sense his name is Ben unless there's something I missed. I'm still waiting for an explanation that makes it fitting.

(oh and also he's supposed to be 29 and he doesn't feel like it to me? and sometimes I feel confused? lol idk how to explain it bc I don't really know what bugs me, but something feels off 🤷🏻‍♀️ but that's about it, no big deal at all haha)

Favorite episode (scene if movie)

Easy. When he kills Snoke in The Last Jedi. More like, how he does it. I'm a huge fan of the whole deception he plays on him.

And let me say I think he might have had it planned all along when he took that look at the guards while being in the room that time before 👀

Favorite season/movie

IDK AAAAH

Maybe it's the one to come?

No, seriously. I really don't know. I have no preference atm.

If I must choose based on him aesthetically tho, then I'm choosing The Force Awakens! TFA hair AAAAALL THE WAY:

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Favorite line

"Forgive me. I feel it again... The pull to the Light."

I just love it.

Favorite outfit

I believe he's only had one?

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One very much on point tho👌🏻

OTP

I don't ship him romantically atm 🤔

BROTP

OMG ALSO NO BROTPs?! I JUST DON'T SHIP HIM AT ALL. I REALLY BOUGHT THE SPACE EMO KID THING HE'S SELLING 🤣

Head Canon

He understands Wookie like it's his mother tongue.

He and Chewie used to play when he was a kid. It was like having a huge (and alive) teddy bear friend to play with. They would do mechanics together and later some piloting maybe?

💔

(OK, MAYBE I WANTED HIM AND CHEWIE AS BROTP BUT IT'S NOT POSSIBLE ANYMORE, HE KILLED HAN FFS AAAAHHH😭😭😭)

Unpopular opinion

The anti's are not morally superior, they are just haters and bullies.

First of all, acting as if Kylo Ren was the devil is non-sense in GFFA. He's not that bad if you compared to so many others lol He's no saint, but why would he have to be? And even if it was denying someone a redemption before he can even claim it or whatever is really, really shitty. So there's no hope then for people to improve? Shouldn't they be encouraged to get better specially if they have been wrong and hurt others? Not discouraged? What kind of shit is that.

And second, shipping him with Rey or whoever is fine even if it was unhealthy. I have seen a million unhealthy ships (some in GFFA too) and no one ever made a big deal because it is no big deal. And this one should be no different. You just want an excuse to hate. Besides, many shippers actually ship them in AUs. So it's not necessarily an unhealthy ship. But in case it was, it's none of your business. And certainly no one deserves the shitty treatment these people give to the shippers. And on top of all of that, I find disgusting that they use something as detrimental as abusive relationships as an excuse to be bullying other fans. WHICH IS ABUSIVE TOO, HELLO. To use your (supposedly) superior morals as the reason to be rightfully allowed to discriminate others is by definition abusive behaviour. And this is real life, not some fictional character's. Really, really ugly shit smh

#RANTOVER.

A wish

I hope they don't play the classic redemption arc and stick to the simple usual light vs. darkness thing. Give something more complex, something good, something different. GIVE SOMETHING INSPIRING.

An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen

I don't think Reylo is a good idea in canon, like, there being romantically involvement in the movie.

Not bc of the relationship itself. Although I would prefer none of it, I don't know what they are planning and I don't think I know better than the creators, so it could probably be done right in some way if that's really the plan. And who knows, maybe I would enjoy it(?) Butr my taste, the balance of the force should be the plot and I feel this, even as a sub-plot, would overshadow it. So it's a no for me atm.

Also imagine all the haters backlash if it happened... Look, idk if I have enough patience for another TLJ 😱

(SEE? HATERS ARE WHY THERE IS NO FREEDOM OF WRITING ANYMOREok I try to chill nowBUT SERIOUSLY STOP THE FLAME WARSi want an overall happy fandom why can't we have it)

5 words to best describe them

Lonely. Misunderstood. Overpowered. Unstable. Capable.

My nickname for them

Kylo is fine haha I don't think I ever call him Ben (by now you know I don't much like him being called that)

I fail at the nickname thing, I really have no nicknames for any of them! Ok maybe space emo prince 👀 😂

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And this is it!

Unicorn Kisses!🦄

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*Excuse the not-so-great cites of GIF sources BLAME THE TUMBLR APP, I’ll change them once I have a computer... some day. There's also the fact that some source didn't exist(?) so I linked what I could find.

[who-talks-first]

My first completed Star Wars fanfic. I have over a half dozen others in various states of completion and this is the one I get out. Sheesh.

Rated M for graphic descriptions of injuries, death, and swearing. So don't read this if blood or gore bothers you at all.

Please reblog, reply or IM me to offer feedback. I have not read the Poe Dameron comics, so I apologize if he's ooc at all.

This would take place before TFA, sometime during the comics canon. This is not a romantic story.

@giggleberts

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After the atmospheric dogfight, the rocky terrain was strewn with the remains of TIE fighters; the wrecks of two X-wings were also there, one completely destroyed, the pilot inside dead before impact, the other in pieces while the pilot inside struggled, awaiting rescue.

Commander Poe Dameron set his ship down in a clear area not far from the waiting survivor. He dropped his helmet to the floor of the cockpit and hopped over the side, sliding down the fuselage and landing deftly on his feet.

He examined the scene before him. The field of the dead was by no means an unfamiliar sight to him, but it wasn’t a welcome one either. Even though the First Order TIEs outnumbered Resistance X-wings by about 75 to 1, he was still sickened by the death and destruction.

Poe had sent the rest of Blue and Red squadrons home, opting to remain at the site of the battle to wait by the injured pilot’s side for the arrival of the emergency response team. No man left behind, and all that.

He jogged to the wrecked fighter, calling out to the pilot. He was relieved to hear an answer in a strong voice – the pilot was conscious and alert.

The X-wing was on its side, its starboard wings ripped and shredded on the rocky ground in the landing. The hatch unlocked easily as the pressure had already been equalized when the transparisteel viewport shattered, but it was difficult to slide the hatch back, dragging it through the rocky soil.

It took several minutes to pull the trapped pilot out, freeing his legs from the crumpled control panel while he cried out in pain. Poe carefully lay him down on the ground as the air hummed above them, signaling the arrival of the medical shuttle.

“Help has arrived, Lieutenant,” said Poe brightly, waving the medics over.

A bag of supplies and a lev-stretcher in tow, three medics surrounded the injured pilot and began diagnosing his injuries.

Poe knew he was of no particular use to the medics at the moment, so he stepped away to give them space. With nothing else to do, he climbed the mostly intact fuselage of the X-wing and worked to free the damaged astromech from its socket behind the cockpit. The droid was heavy and the socket had been knocked off kilter by the impact, wedging its body in place.

It took a lot of straining on Poe’s part and complaining on the droid’s – an equal effort, really – but it eventually came loose and Poe carefully rolled it down the side of fighter with the help of one of the medics.

Poe stood on top of the X-wing for another moment, stretching his muscles, popping his spine, and catching his breath after the effort.

He took in the view from the slight elevation, scanning the horizon all around him. The smoking wreckage extended for a hundred kilometers across the rocky plain. The nearest TIE fighter had smashed against a sharp rock; most of the features that distinguished it as a TIE had been blown off by the initial blast or stripped in the subsequent crash. It was just an empty, black mess now, a thin trickle of smoke rising from one of its engines.

In the center of where the cockpit should have been, something shifted in the wreckage of the TIE, tumbling to the ground with a dull thud.

“Holy shit,” Poe breathed, his heart doing a full backflip behind his clavicle.

Bounding off the X-wing, he sprinted half the distance to the wreck before stopping in the middle of the field, his right hand moving instinctively to the blaster holstered on his hip. He couldn’t be seeing what he thought he was seeing.

From the remains of the once spherical cockpit, a black armor-clad body stretched, one hand extended on the ground towards Poe.

“Help… me…” a weak, plaintive voice called.

Never before had Poe Dameron faced such a moral dilemma.

The person calling out to him had just been trying to kill him, had most likely killed one of his friends and injured another. They were now gravely injured and asking for his help. What should he do…?

Poe glanced back over his shoulder at the medics working on his pilot, then back at the TIE pilot, then down at the blaster under his hand. Only a coward would kill an injured enemy who was asking for aid. Probably a coward would leave them to die. Poe was not a coward in any sense, so he would be damned if he took any course of action that might be considered cowardly.

“Leia’s gonna kill me,” he muttered to himself, taking a step forward.

Several paces closer to the black figure on the ground, Poe cleared his throat and spoke clearly, “I’m armed. No sudden moves.”

“Please…” said the TIE pilot, their outstretched hand trembling.

Once closer, Poe quickly realized the morbid extent of the pilot’s injuries: The black armor glistened with half-dried blood at various points on their torso. Their mask was violently crushed on the right side of their face; jagged pieces of metal or plastic were clearly visible protruding from open flesh. Their left arm was mangled with exposed bone in several places and their left leg seemed to be gone from the knee down. Their life-support system hung uselessly across their abdomen.

They managed to push up onto their right side as they coughed, blood and saliva running onto the ground from under the crushed respirator.

Poe winced; it was some of the worst injuries he had seen in all his years flying and fighting. The pilot was suffering, dying, and in a great deal of pain.

In the time it took for him to approach, the figure had not made any more attempts to move, so Poe felt comfortable approaching. He looked down at them with sincere pity. Their masked face turned up to look back at him.

“You’re gonna die, pilot,” he said matter-of-factly.

“I don’t…wanna die…” croaked the pilot weakly, their hand flexing towards Poe, “…alone.”

Poe sighed and knelt at the injured pilot’s side. He gingerly took the black-gloved hand that reached towards him in his own and said, “Then you won’t. I’m here.”

“Thank you…” they wheezed, blood clearly filling their lungs.

“Tell me your name, pilot,” he said softly.

“Kora…” they managed, their voice fading into a gurgle at the last syllable.

“I’m Poe.”

Kora reached for their mask with their good arm. Poe caught on and gently lifted the biggest piece of plastic away from the bloody flesh, revealing a female human face, bruised and broken. A single eye, bright hazel, met Poe’s gaze, shining with unshed tears.

“Will… you stay?” gasped the pilot, coughing once more.

“Until the last,” said Poe, his jaw set.

Why were his eyes burning? It had to be the smoke from the wreck. He had held his own pilots while they breathed their last, the First Order responsible for each death; he couldn’t be mourning a First Order TIE pilot. He wouldn’t.

“Wan’know something… funny?” said Kora, clearly rationing her words.

“Yeah. I didn’t know you guys had a sense of humor,” said Poe, the corner of his mouth twitching.

“Was… considering… defec – ” began Kora, her voice cut off by coughs and gurgles.

Blood splattered over the knee of Poe’s flightsuit. He used the cuff of his sleeve to wipe her lips.

“So you’re a traitor, huh?” he said, giving her a full grin.

She grinned back, unaware of the gory sight of her mouth.

“M-make me an honorary… rebel?” she managed, squeezing his hand.

“Fuck honorary, Kora. I’m making you an official rebel,” said Poe, squeezing back. “Hold on.”

He rose and carefully picked up her battered body, carrying her to the site of the X-wing crash as she quietly moaned in pain. To his relief, the medics and pilot were long gone, a scuffle in the dirt and small puddle of blood all that remained. Even the droid was gone, which was an additional relief to Poe.

He gently placed her on the ground beside the X-wing before searching the cockpit and the surrounding area. He found the lieutenant’s discarded helmet rolled behind the crushed s-foils, a bright blue starbird hand-painted on the side.

“Perfect,” said Poe, turning to show it to Kora.

She didn’t have enough oxygen to laugh, but she smiled and nodded

Poe tugged the remains of the black helmet off Kora’s head, once soft, sandy curls now caked in blood tumbling out onto the dirt, and replaced it with the Resistance helmet, making sure not to cause her any more pain than absolutely necessary.

“My... p-parents would be… so... ashamed,” she gasped, coughing once more as her good hand reached up to touch the dirty white helmet.

“Empire?” asked Poe, admiring her new look with a satisfied smile.

Kora nodded slightly.

Poe let himself laugh and looked up at the hazy sky.

“Well, my parents would be proud of you for defecting. Both rebels,” he said, grinning down at the pilot.

If there hadn’t been so much blood, her expression would have been described as beaming.

“Will you…” began Kora, clearly unsure how to phrase the request.

“I’ll tell others about the First Order pilot who pledged herself to the Resistance with her dying breath,” said Poe.

“Very… dramatic…”

“Isn’t that the nature of pilots and rebels?”

Kora looked up at Poe’s eyes, glistening now, like hers.

“True… what they say…” she gasped, pointing to his face. “Resistance… is soft….”

“And you’re tougher than I wanted to give you credit for,” said Poe.

“That’s… me… Not… them…” said Kora, gasping for air between each word now.

She coughed again, pressing her face into the soil as blood pooled under her open mouth.

“The Force is with you, Kora,” said Poe, shifting his weight on the ground to hold her gently as she choked on the blood in her lungs.

Her good hand squeezed Poe’s tightly, almost crushing his fingers, as she forced three more words through the gagging and coughing.

“You… too… Poe…”

The wracking coughs faded to convulsive gurgles, then silent trembling, then stillness.

Poe held Kora’s dead body for several moments, completely unaware that he had shed a tear for her. He gently rolled her onto her back and flipped the orange visor down over her empty eyes. He then placed her good hand over her stomach in a vaguely funerary pose and patted it.

“Bye, Kora,” said Poe, rising and turning to walk away.

Poe knew in his soul no one from the order would come down to check for survivors or retrieve remains, but in the off chance they did, it tickled him that Kora got in a last little “fuck you” to the First Order with his help.

Her body would sport the rebel logo for as long as her bones remained in the soil.