#lightlost

[thedaily-beer]

There Does Not Exist LightLost Hazy IPA (Picked up at Windmill Farms). A 4 of 4. Just tons of hop notes going on in the nose here and an incredible body on something a bit lighter at only 6.8%. Lots of bright citrus and tropical fruit and even a touch of vanilla/coconut, and a nice soft body.

[autoacafiles]

Another day, another artfight. This time, the character presented is a creation of @cuppajj... which was an interesting thing to work around considering how Astrum Tabula is meant to be THE Lost Light in an alternate universe where the Lost Light is a Titan, but I wanted the AutoAca Lost Light to be more or less canon compliant... so I had to come up with a story about how Astrum was accidentally awakened by the Lost Light, went "bet" and scanned it, and now there's a second Lost Light following the first around like a puppy.

So, this is a thing now!

[cyber-streak-2]

Rodimus: *Sneaking back in*

LightLost, turning around as the lights turn on: Where have you been, Captain?

Rodimus: I... was with Mags?

Ultra Magnus, entering: Want to try again?

//AU belongs to @cuppajj

[the-littlest-kojin]

Lightlost AU: The Choice

Starting a new AU today: The Lightlost AU.

It's a kind of depressing one, so you're all warned.

Point of divergence is at the end of Shadowbringers, so spoilers naturally abound.

Looking down at the crystal in her hand, Shio's heart races. The primal before her - Elidibus - is too much for her to take on her own.

The phantom from Amaurot - it seemed to say that this crystal contained my own memories, right? So... If I just... Absorb them. I'll... I'll be able to draw on my own past strength, right?

Clenching her armoured fingers around it, she reaches out, like she would with any crystal of a Discipline of War or Magic. She sends tendrils of aether into the stone, and finds a vast, turbulent ocean - memories and aether, all churning together in an unfathomable maelstrom.

Tentatively, she touches the surface of the vast sea... And the tide roars through her soul.

Shio Shinju, Kojin of the Blue, closes her eyes.

There is a moment of pure silence.

Looking up at Elidibus, the Warrior of Light opens her eyes. The dye burns away out of her hair as a glyph - the mark of Azem - manifests across her vision.

"I am the Warrior of Light. I am Azem."

~

Credits: @blucifer08 for working with me to create the glyph's design

The Odori Simp for creating a mod to allow me to have it in-game.

[cuppajj]

took a break and drew lightlost!

[beautifulterriblequeen]

I need to know more about "The Ballad of the Lightlost" and "Ethari punches Runaan for being real." Please. I must know.

Ballad of the Lightlost is a song that my OC Wyeth (WoW flavored version, not TDP) is composing. But tbh the song is a mess and I can't get it to settle into stanzas for my life, so I won't post any of my incoherent scribbles here. But I will say that it's got a sea shanty/work song vibe to it, and I can hear the dang tune! I just. can't sing any lines because words hard. I just love this idea a stupid amount, my bard making an actual song, so I really want to get it to work sometime. *flailing noises*

The other wip is also a mess, and older than S7, but at least it has some words. lmao. I wrote the first scene three times and that's as far as I've gotten. The poor thing...

“Thank you, Daughter. For bringing me home.” “Oh, uh… Well, I had to. You're my family… Dad…?” Runaan pressed his lips together. “Hmm. How about Father?” But she shook her head immediately. “Uh… Pops?” Runaan's expression squinched into mild distaste, but Rayla's took on the tiniest smirk. “I'll workshop it,” she added, and Stella chittered importantly. Runaan cleared his throat, attempting to salvage the feeling he'd been holding. “I shall never forget what you've done for me, what you've returned to me. I owe you my-” “Runaan, go! He's waitin’!” Rayla gave him a small, exasperated push toward the stairs. Runaan gave her another long, meaningful look, to which she nodded encouragingly, and then he turned. One last staircase, with Ethari at the top. His feet were moving before he knew it, faster and faster, two and then three steps at a time. He reached the porch and skidded to a perfect stop, hands on the workshop doors’ handles, ready for his usual dramatic return…

[daughter-of-woman]

Welcome to the Metaverse (1)

PLAY [Verse]Step inside the screen tonightPixels glowElectric lightLost in worlds of code we findDigital loveBinary kind [Verse 2]Avatars and endless skiesVirtual dreams under neon lightsPixels whisperSecrets toldLove and laughterHearts of gold [Chorus]Welcome to the metaverseWhere realities immerseIn this matrixWe converseBreak the limitsBreak the curse [Verse 3]Virtual citiesCypher…

[chickenscratchstudios]

Attack #4!

Here's Robert Murray, he belongs to @ LightLost on Art Fight

[chorusfm]

Albums in Stores – May 24th, 2024

If you hit read more you can see all the releases we have in our calendar for the week. Hit the comments to access our forums and talk about what came out today, what albums you picked up, and to make mention of anything we may have missed. Aaron Carter – The Recovery AlbumBess Atwell – Light SleeperBoneripper – World AblazeBring Me The Horizon – Post Human: NeX GEnButcher’s Burial – The EvitativeCapstan – The MosaicCevret – SensusDIIV – Frog In Boiling WaterDefects – Modern ErrorElectron – HollowEvil Dead – Toxic GraceFly Over States – GhostsGIRLI – MatriarchyIndication – Ataraxia Of The PhoenixKim Richey – Every New BeginningLa Luz – News Of The UniverseLenny Kravitz – Blue Electric LightLost Trees – HallucinateNight Laser – Call Me What You WantOld Man Luedecke – She Told Me Where To GoPolkadot – …to be crushedPuya – PotencialRM – Right Place, Wrong PersonRed Handed Denial – A Journey Through Virtual DystopiaRotting Christ – Pro XristoySay Anything – …Is CommitteddiscussSingle Wound – Death Is A KindnessSoftcult – HeavenTwenty One Pilots – ClancydiscussVale Of Pnath – Between The Worlds Of Life And DeathVince Staples – Dark TimesdiscussWallows – ModeldiscussWiltwither – The Yellow WallpaperZAYN – ROOM UNDER THE STAIRSsilverlake murder – Still Unknown --- Thanks to helloiamzach for providing additional contributions to this week’s list. You can check out and support his weekly music podcast It’s Not A Phase or follow him on his socials. --- Please consider becoming a member so we can keep bringing you stories like this one. ◎ https://chorus.fm/albums-in-stores-today/albums-in-stores-may-24th-2024/

[soundcrusher]

Meanwhile, in another Universe 4

I did it. I, FINALLY, managed to finish this wip! You guys don't know how long this has been sitting in my drafts. T.T

Either way, I hope everyone of you will like Part 4 of this little story set in the Sentient Lost Light Au from @cuppajj. (Should something be off, let me know cuppa. I'll fix it as soon as I can.)

Trigger Warning: mention of abuse

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One week. 

Phoenix hasn’t left his hab-suite for a week and Lightlost was starting to worry about the young spark. 

And they weren’t the only one. 

Rodimus, Whirl, Tailgate and even Ultra Magnus were starting to wonder why Phoenix wasn’t leaving his room. So much so that there was always at least one of them to check up on the youngspark, but they never got an answer when they knocked on his hab-suite door. 

However, that wasn’t the most worrisome thing coming out of that sudden change in personality. No, Phoenix was known to sometimes take one or two days where he stayed away from the rest of the Lost Light. “It’s too much… The crew, the noise, not having to fear a… nevermind” At least, that’s what the young flier told Ultra Magnus, and Ultra Magnus told the rest of the crew. 

Not that Lightlost needed to know that. They were the first Phoenix to know, but they had to promise not to tell anyone from the crew, until he himself told someone. And despite it taking a while, it still filled the cartographer’s spark with pride to know that their youngest crew member felt comfortable enough to reach out to the rest and reveal some things about himself. 

And yet it appeared that Phoenix’s hard earned openness has slowly disappeared again. If Lightlost had to make a guess, they would think that it was because of what happened last week. Alone the memory of holding the youngling in their arms and being forced to look down at Phoenix, while he looked up at them with those optics that were there and yet so far away while he begged for whoever he saw to leave him alone, it reminded Lightlost too much of the time when they were cradling Phoenix’s small and broken body after Overlord got to him. 

There were many things the titan in disguise had witnessed, but even they couldn’t get used to certain things. Or maybe it’s because of the resemblance Phoenix shares with their beloved captain. They might not be alike in most aspects, but there are still some things the two share. No matter how much Phoenix protests on how he’s nothing like Rodimus. So, sometimes, when they’re reminded of the day the youngspark nearly died, they couldn’t help but imagen Rodimus in his stead. Missing limbs and broken beyond saving as he…

No, they couldn’t think like that. Not when everything was okay now. or, at least as okay as it can get with their crew. 

With that in mind, Lightlost looked down at the cube of energon to make sure they haven’t spilled anything, before knocking on Phoenix’s hab-suite door. And after making sure there weren’t any traps set up, they entered without waiting for an answer. Something they wouldn’t usually do, but considering how Phoenix hasn’t refueled much since last week, they had a good enough reason to do so. 

Although, after entering the hab-suite and hearing the door close behind them, their calm expression turned into one of concern as they saw the broken furniture and general mess Phoenix has made of his room. 

Of course, they knew that something was going on in the hab-suite, but they didn’t check in out of respect for Phoenix’s privacy. Also, the youngspark needed time for himself, and considering how he sometimes told them how he could “feel optics on him when there weren’t any”, they decided it was best to leave him be for the moment. But now, they were second guessing their decision. Especially after looking towards the berth and the something hidden in a nest of blankets and pillows. 

“Phoenix?” They asked softly and watched the nest rustle, before a small opening appeared from which one single blue optic looked outside. Looking around the room to see who else was there, and when finding no-one but Lightlost, the nest started to rustle even more, until Phoenix sat up. Still surrounded by a wall of blankets and pillows, but at least Lightlost was able to see the youngspark’s face. Which caused some relief to wash over them as they slowly moved closer to the younger mech. Holding out the cube of energon as soon as they were close enough and waiting for Phoenix to take it on his own. “It’s okay if you don’t want it. I’ll just leave it on the… table…” The table was broken.

“Is… okay…” Muttered Phoenix quietly as he held out his servos in a grabby motion, waiting for Lightlost to give him the cube, and as soon as he got it, the young spark didn’t wait another second as he wolfed it down. Nearly choking himself on the energon, but that didn’t stop him from making sure that nothing was left in the cube. Although, the second he was done, Phoenix was quick to hand the cube back, before hiding underneath his blankets again. Muttering a small “Thanks” towards Lightlost, while making sure that there was a space for Lightlost to sit in. 

And Lightlost sat down on the offered spot. Cautious to not disturb Phoenix’s nest all too much. “Sweetspark… you know why I’m here, right?” The question was met with silence from the youngling, so they decided to continue talking in hopes that Phoenix would answer. “It wasn’t just because you were already overdue for a refuel, everyone of us is worried about you. Usually you wouldn’t stay longer than two days in your room… Is it about what happened last week?” 

“It’s not just last week…” Came the weak whisper from Phoenix, as he shifted around underneath his blankets to look at Lightlost. And now that they could see his face fully, the cartographer was able to see the fresh tear stains on the youngling’s face. “I…  thought that… that I left them behind… The bad memories, but they still follow me. And then I… I called you papa and… and…” Phoenix let out a choked sob as he pressed his servos tightly against his mouth and kept them there until his body stopped shaking from his quiet sobbing. Only then did he continue. “I… am sorry for calling you papa. I know that… that you don’t see yourself as a… a… But I can’t call you mama. I CAN’T. I just…can’t… Please, don’t make me call you mama!”

Phoenix was becoming frantic, Lightlost could see it even when the young spark was trying his best to look normal. So, they stood up and did the only thing they could think to calm their youngling down. With the utmost carefulness, they grabbed Phoenix and used their natural strength as a titan to pull him out of his blanket and pillow nest, before cradling him to their chest. And after they sat down, with the youngling in their lab, Lightlost let Phoenix latch onto them. They didn’t even say anything as they could feel the youngspark’s unsheathed claws dig into their plating. No, they only cradled the crying youngling while humming a soft tune. Waiting for him to continue what he was saying, or to stop if he wasn’t ready to do so. 

But it seemed that, after calming down, Phoenix was ready to continue. Despite not feeling comfortable enough to look Lightlost in the optics. Instead, the young flier kept his optics offline, as he told his parental figure exactly why he could never call them ‘Mama’. 

“It’s not… not that I want to be disrespectful, or anything. It’s just… the association with the word, with that specific word, is just… It hurts. It makes me think of my mama, and my mama isn’t the best. I love her, I really do, but I know that she isn’t good… Not after what she did…” With each word, Phoenix grew more and more quiet, until it was only a hard to understand whisper. But Lightlost could still understand the context. Whatever Phoenix’s mother did to him, it damaged a part of their youngling that still needed healing. 

“You don’t have to tell me about her, Phoenix. If you’re not ready, then don’t push yourself to tell me something that still hurts you.” Said the cartographer softly. “I know that some things are better left unsaid, until you find the courage to face whatever it is.” 

“But I can’t… I have to tell someone…” Was all the kid could say, before he lifted his head to look at Lightlost. Optics mirroring the sadness and tiredness Phoenix felt for running from those memories for all those years. “It’s making me tired…. and I don’t think that I can run from it anymore… Not when I get confronted by her memory, whenever someone asks…” Phoenix sighed as he tried to find his courage. Pushing down the shame and fear his mother imbued within him, before closing his optics. It was easier to tell his tale, without having to look into Lightlost’s optics after all. 

“My mama… she’s scary, really scary. Sometimes she was nice, I really loved my nice mama, but more often than not, she was scary. Yelling and throwing things, before stomping through our home in search of…” Phoenix shook his head softly, before pressing himself closer to Lightlost. Searching for comfort in their embrace, as he thought about his next words. “Of me. When she was scary, she was angry. And when she was angry, she needed someone or something to make her less angry… Usually, when I was fast enough, I could hide. Then she broke something. When I wasn’t, she would pull me out of my hiding spot and… and…” He choked on sob. “Do you… Do you know how it feels to get punched? To feel something break?”

“Phoenix… I…”

“It doesn’t feel nice. Not when you’re small. And not when your mama is a tank. Even when she pulls back on her strength, it still hurts. It hurts… and… and you can’t do anything against her, because you’re small and you want to help your mama. You want her to go back to being a nice mama, so… so… you just take it.” 

“And she becomes nice for a while, until she gets angry again…” Phoenix let out a shaky laugh as he let go of Lightlost’s frame to wipe at his optics. “And then it just repeats. Like a circle. The same game, over and over, without any stop. And you… you don’t stop it, because how can you? You’re small, and… and… I love my mama. Until you, she was the only parent I had. Fools Shot is no parent, even if he feels like family. And even if she was a bad mama, I still love her. I love my mama, but I’m also scared of her.” It was hard to laugh while crying. Phoenix would have never expected that, and yet, he couldn’t stop. His laughter, broken and trembling from his tears and wails, still rang through true. Spilling out the pain he has been trying to hide underneath the guise of a trouble seeking kid. 

“It’s… I’m stupid, aren’t I? Just a stupid sparkling who knows nothing, because I still love my mama despite her love for me being wrong.” One last laugh left the kid, before he covered his mouth again. Trying his hardest to muffle his cries as he waited for an answer from Lightlost. 

But how was the cartographer supposed to answer? They were stunned, caught like a deer in the headlights, as they repeated Phoenix’s story in their mind. Clutching the young spark tightly to their body to show him that they were still there for him, as they tried to sort through their emotions. 

There was no anger, Lightlost hardly got angry, but they could still get upset. And hearing about how Phoenix’s carrier treated him, abused him, just because she seemingly wanted to, it disturbed them. How could anyone treat their sparkling like that? Weren’t creators supposed to care for their creations? Alone the thought of someone causing a youngspark pain without any other reason than they want to, it pained their spark to imagen how those young ones must feel. And then, there was their very own youngspark. 

Hearing Phoenix's story, his tears, his pained laughter, it caused Lightlost’s spark to squeeze painfully in their metaphorical chest. Just what exactly was he forced to go through by his mother? What did she do? How much did she hurt their youngspark? 

But that wasn’t important now. No. Lightlost had to push their emotions back for a moment, because Phoenix needed them now. So, they took a deep breath, held it for a few seconds, before releasing it again. Putting on their most comforting smile, as they softly rubbed soothing circles into the space between Phoenix’s wings. Watching their youngling, as the tension slowly left his body. 

“You aren’t stupid Phoenix. You’re very clever, and kind, and a good kid. Don’t ever let anyone tell you otherwise.” Lightlost spoke calm and quietly, before their tone took on a very light sharp edge. “Not even from your mama. She’s wrong. She’s oh so very wrong about you, and what she’s done is terrible. No-one should be treated like that. Especially mechs as young as you or younger.”

“B-but…”

Lightlost shook his head, before hushing the youngling with a finger to his lips while a soft smile formed on theirs. “No ‘but’ Phoenix. She is wrong. You might not see it, and that’s understandable. It must have been hard to live with her and then with your old crew. But please believe me, she is oh so very wrong about you. And what she’s done… No caring creator would willingly raise their servo against their creation…” Phoenix didn’t look convinced, and they couldn’t blame him, but still, Lightlost hoped that their words somehow reached the youngspark. 

“You…” Phoenix started, as he looked up at Lostlight with big and confused optics that somehow held a twinkle of innocence in them. “You… Are you sure? My mama has been right about most things…”

“But she’s just like every other mech and femme. And like everyone else, she can be wrong, sweetspark.” 

“I… I guess you’re right, Light…” Hearing that caused Lightlost to let out a relieved sigh that might or might not have swept through the whole ship. This was good, because realization that something is wrong, is often the first step towards healing. And for their youngspark’s sake, they hope that this was Phoenix’s first step towards moving past his mother’s shadow. 

“Now, how about we fix your room as best as we can, before looking for our captain. He, and some others are quite worried about you.”

“As if. Rodimus and you are the only ones worried about me.” Chuckled Phoenix. Although, the second he noticed Lightlost’s knowing smile, he let out a small squeak. “Th-there are more!?”

“Yes, and Ultra Magnus is one of them.” It might have been wrong to laugh at Phoenix’s shocked expression, but they couldn’t really help themself. After the seriousness of their talk, it was somewhat refreshing to see their youngling go from scared and sad, to simply silly. Maybe Lightlost should be worried about the way Phoenix sometimes was quick to change moods, but that was for another day. 

Now, it was time to clean the room. And as both of them got up and started to salvage what could be safed, Lightlost didn’t fail to hear the softly whispered “Thanks Papa” coming from Phoenix. 

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Small Bonus:

Cleaning the room did take a while, but once they were done, Lightlost took Phoenix’s servo in theirs and together, they walked out of the youngling’s room and towards Swerve’s Bar. Where Phoenix was currently in a deep conversation with Swerve about some earthen TV show, while Lightlost was observing them from a booth. Simply enjoying their time, until Rodimus decided to join them. 

“Heya Lightlost, how is it going?” Asked the prime, while sipping on his drink. 

“Oh, it’s going alright. I’m simply enjoying the joys of parenthood, as humans would say.” Answered the cartographer, to which Rodimus only nodded absently, before spitting out his drink. 

“Wait, WHAT?! Since when are you a parent!?”

“Well, I have only been a parent for a week? I’m sorry captain, but I think I’m needed elsewhere. We can talk about this later.” 

“Wait! What do you mean you have been a parent for a week!? Lightlost!?”

“LIGHLOST!”

[ut-girl666]

Ch.2 of Birds of a Feather!

This is a whopping 5k words. Whoo!

And thank you to @soundcrusher for the assistance, while I was writing it!

Lightlost by @cuppajj, and the Phoenixes (SG|Snow, & Reg|Rose) by @soundcrusher. Enjoy!

[cyber-streak-2]

Drift: *Sneezes*

Lightlost: Bless you.

Drift, quickly looking around: Primus??

//Sentient LL AU belongs to @cuppajj

[the-littlest-kojin]

Lightlost AU: On the Source

The wind blows through Mor Dhona, cold off of Lake Silvertear.

The Warrior of Light stands on the shore, staring into the water. Motionless, Thancred would almost think she were a statue.

"Shio?" he calls out as he approaches, his footsteps deliberately loud on the stone. "Shio, we've been looking for you."

Getting no reaction, he approaches the short woman. Holding out one hand, he rests it on her shoulder - expecting a jolt as she comes into awareness, or some other response of surprise. Instead, she calmly turns to meet his gaze - her eyes piercing white.

"Yes? Is there something you need?"

Her voice is flat and without inflection - and makes gooseflesh rise across his skin. "No," he says, trying to offer a smile. "We've just been looking for you. It's the first night since we got back - did you not want to join us for a meal?" Without another word, the hero returns her gaze to the water, shaking her head. "I will decline. I will be here if I am needed, though."

[cuppajj]

It may or may not please you to know that your Sentient Lost Light AU has inspired a whole oc. Mostly just the concept of a ship being sentient and having a holoform to interact with the crew. It's a very fun idea, and I'm glad you make that au! It's quite interesting

Aww I’m flattered!! I have to thank @rcxdirectrix for the initial idea of Lightlost - I had the idea of their human holo for the one arc, but them having a cybertronian holoform was so good 😊 SLLAU is a lot of fun and I want to get back to it sometime! tytyty

[cdreamie]

filled in some memes with my ocs for fun

[shihowling]