#ricochet fan fiction

[nerdfins]

"ENOUGH!"

Transformers Epica AU short: After a humiliating defeat by the Autobots, the Commanders butt heads. This time, Ricochet reaches her limit of what she can take from Starscream.

“That was a disaster,” Starscream stated.

“We know, Starscream,” Ricochet said in a tired voice.

It was a humiliating defeat for the Decepticons. Multiple grunt troops lost, their attempt at gaining Iacon pushed back by the Autobots, and everyone was exhausted. Megatron had already stalked out of the room after berating the entire gathered group for their failure. Starscream was too injured to say anything to their irate leader and be able to withstand a beating, so he took it out on everyone else who had to listen.

“This would not have been a problem if I had been in charge,” Starscream griped.

“Shut up, Starscream,” Ricochet said, a warning tone in her voice. Some of the other Decepticons started edging away, while the trinemates of the Commanders stayed nearby.

Starscream pointed a finger at her. “You had the bright idea to go along with our Dear Leader’s plan, and look what happened!”

“And your idea to NOT go along with all of it didn’t help either. So shut up, Starscream,” Ricochet warned again.

“No, I will not ‘shut up’! Failures like this would not happen with me as Leader! If anything, you should be showing me some respect now while you still can. When I am in charge I will decide your fate!”

“ENOUGH!” Ricochet yelled. In one motion Ricochet grabbed Starscream by the shoulders, picked him up, and shoved him against the wall. The wall buckled at the force, creating a Seeker-sized indent. Starscream grunted, put his servos on her arms, and almost made an attempt to kick Ricochet away, but there was something in her eyes that made him stop and stare at her in fear. She had him at eye level and his feet dangled off the floor. His trinemates made a motion to go help him, but Breakdown held out an arm and shook his head. This was a long time coming.

Ricochet bared her denta at him and growled. “Listen here you little pissant! You constantly go on and on about being higher in the pecking order than me, how you’ll someday take over my sire’s position, and it’s getting fragging old. You may think you’re the only other one in charge besides Lord Megatron, but you’ve forgotten something important I’ve told you before. It’s ME. I’M the reason you even have your job in the first place. Remember this; one word from me and it’s gone. YOU would be gone. On paper, your rank is higher, but in reality, you are no more than dirt under my wheels.”

Everyone was quiet, waiting for Starscream to do his usual screaming right back at Ricochet. To argue. To do anything. Instead, he looked at her with a slightly open intake and wide optics.

Ricochet got closer to his face. “I know what you’ll do after we’re done here. You will still have your moments of grandeur, but remember this; push me too far, and I will put you in the ground. Am I clear?”

Starscream nodded. “Yes.”

“‘Yes’ what?”

Starscream swallowed. “Yes, Commander Ricochet.”

Ricochet let him go and Starscream fell to the ground on his knees. She stepped back and looked over to Skywarp and Thundercracker. “Help your trinemate up.” Ricochet then turned around and walked away from them. Nobody would have been surprised if Starscream shot a null ray into her back like he’s done to Megatron so many times. What surprised everyone was that he didn’t. Instead, he watched her walk away, with Knockout and Breakdown following her.

Ricochet stopped in front of the Constructicons and motioned behind her. “Fix the wall.”

“Y-yes Commander Ricochet,” Scrapper responded.

With one last angry glance at the Seeker, Ricochet left the room, her trinemates along with her. Once they got a little ways away from the room Knockout spoke.

“That was impressive,” he said.

Ricochet grinned. “That felt good.”

“I could tell! It couldn’t have happened to a more well-deserving bot.”

“If he goes to medical for any assistance for the damage done, I recommend putting him on the lower priority list.”

“Already planned to.”

The wall didn’t get fixed right away. Instead, some unknown bot (IE: Skywarp) welded a metal artwork frame around it and taped a handwritten placard next to it that said “Ode to Dumbassery. AKA: Shut up, Starscream.”

Starscream fumed so much that his wings shook.

Ricochet laughed so hard that her snorting was even worse.

Megatron just massaged his forehead and groaned, then ordered Scrapper to move this repair job up the priority list.

The Constructicons all criticized the poor welding done on the frame as it was removed from the wall. Mixmaster saved the placard.

Skywarp stayed hidden for a week. Rumors popped up that Starscream finally snapped and murdered him, but his quick appearance to grab some Energon rations after the supply in his room dried up debunked them.

[ladystrallan]

This Love Chapter 5 Posted!

Probably the most emotional and angsty fic I’ve written yet.

“Even on my worst day, did I deserve, babe

All the hell you gave me?

‘Cause I loved you, I swear I loved you

’Til my dying day

I didn’t have it in myself to go with grace

And you’re the hero flying around, saving face

And if I’m dead to you, why are you at the wake?

Cursing my name, wishing I stayed

Look at how my tears ricochet”

Read chapter 5 (my tears ricochet) here

[landonorrizz]

PART 1 - RECOMMENDATIONS

FORMULA 1 RECOMMENDATIONS (SMAU’S):

- big reputation (charles leclerc) @astonmartinii

- bite the hand (max verstappen) @astonmartinii

- bucket hat almighty (lando norris) @lorarri

- i remember it all too well (lewis hamilton) @leclercsainzz

- say don’t go / invisible stings / lacy @piastriswag

- illicit affairs (lewis hamilton) @jesssssssssica

- salute to me, im your american queen (charles leclerc) @solaireverie

- tis the dilf season (jenson button) @beiasluv

- no 1 fan (george russell) @princepiastri

- i almost do / being again / slut (logan & daniel) @maddiericciardostroll

- everything is papaya (lando & mason) @dannyricsmirrorball

- 1989 (daniel ricciardo) @dannyricsmirrorball

- angels talking (lando norris) @yourmomxx

- i only day cowboys (daniel ricciardo) @lorarri

- mr & mrs (max verstappen) @lewisvinga

- illicit affairs / pt2 / pt 3 (lando & tom blyth) @leclercsainzz

- just propose goddamnit (lando norris) @povlnfour

- stop and think for a second (max verstappen) @lorarri

- ex’s and oh’s (f1 drivers) @lorarri

- heaven knows (lando norris) @folkloresthings

- ballads of lovebirds and puppy dogs (lando norris) @astonmartinii

- is it over now? (charles leclerc) @rhaenella

- everyone wants to be loved (charles leclerc & mason mount) @livin4mybabes

- i want sweet revenge and i want him again / you were my summer love (pierre gasly) @love-belle

- all i want is you (charles leclerc) @cl6teen

FAN-FICTIONS:

- a different light (max verstappen) @userlando

- love is just a word (pierre & carlos) @oyesmendes

- back at it again (charles leclerc) @libraryofloveletters

- what we know (charles leclerc) @cherry-leclerc

- the folklore love triangle (lewis & carlos) @jesssssssssica

- wild nights (charles leclerc) @dilemmaontwolegs

- love of my life (daniel ricciardo) @theweasleytwinsownmyjuicyass

- you belong with me (lando norris) @theweasleytwinsownmyjuicyass

- changed like midnight (max verstappen) @leclercsbunny

- down the aisle (charles leclerc) @writingstoraes

- 90 days (charles leclerc) @writingstoraes

- you gotta move, or move on (charles leclerc) @absolutelynotmate-archive

- my english love affair (lando norris) @ln444

- live fast, die young (carlos sainz) @ch3rryknots

- i can take it (charles leclerc) @ch3rryknots

- congratulations (charles leclerc) @cartierre

- my tears ricochet (lance stroll) @magnummagnussen

- the only one (lando norris) @mirohlayo

- strawberry wine / everywhere, everything (daniel ricciardo) @formulaforza

- every goddam inch of your skin is mine (lando norris) @amaranthineghost

- where do we go now? (pierre gasly) @oconso

- when you’re ready (carlos sainz) @formulaforza

- all eyes on her (daniel ricciardo) @thef1diary

- cardinal sins (daniel ricciardo) @monzamash

- love will always show @vetteltea

- green eyes / brown eyes (charles & carlos) @vetteltea

[mythicalgeek]

Here's a fun challenge for all the Taylor swift fans out there... see how many of TS song's you can match with a fictional couple or pairing.

Invisible strings - Anne and Gilbert

Evermore - Ariel and Eric

August - Penelope and Colin

Willow - Elora and Graydon

The great war - Katniss and Peeta

Peace - Zuko and Katara

My tears ricochet - Ben Solo and Rey

Long story short - Emma Swan and Killian/ Hook

[twirlingsmilingwriting]

Hunger Games Characters as Taylor Swift songs PART 2!!

I know these aren't popular like the fan fiction on my account but I love mixing my music and intrests so ima do a PART TWO

Johanna Mason

Mad Woman- Taylor Swift, Folklore

"Does a scorpion sting when fighting back? They strike to kill and you know I will"

Honestly, it's so hard to find just one lyric in this song that I felt like truly highlights her because the whole song is literally her. Especially the last verse. Like "'Cause you took everything from me, Watchin' you climb, Watchin' you climb Over people like me The master of spin Has a couple side flings Good wives always know She should be mad Should be scathing like me" THAT JUST FEELS SO MUCH LIKE HOW SHE VIEWS SNOW. He took everything from her and she was just sitting back ready to take him and the rest of the capital down with it. Also, I love her.

Katniss Everdeen

Eyes Open- Taylor Swift, Red

"In backyards, winning battles with our wooden swords. But now we've stepped into a cruel world. Where everybody stands and keeps score"

OKAY ADMITTEDLY THIS IS A SELL OUT BECAUSE THIS SONG WAS ON THE HUNGER GAMES OTHER SOUND TRACK BUT, it is quite literally her song. Side note but this song is so sad but sounds so happy. I love when Ms. Swift does songs like this. But yeah from the first verse describing how they were just kids then one day got thrown into the cruel and harsh world of the hunger games. Also the part talking about "they never thought you'd make it this far" makes so much sense because the girl from district 12 is always seen as the runt of the picks, the one who isn't supposed to win, BUT SHE DID!! Honestly, if yall can think of another song that fits her character please let me know. I have some honorable mentions

A Place in This World- Debut: honestly, I think this song really describes her thought process going into the hunger games. She was just trying to survive and keep her family safe. Even when she was thrown into being the head figure of the Revolution, she never wanted that position, she just got thrown into it. She was just walking along the path set for her. Even the line "maybe I'm just a girl on a mission but I'm ready to fly" makes sense to me because she IS the mocking jay.

Only Me When I'm With You- Debut: So Peniss coded (Peeta X Katniss)

I Know Places- 1989: Also Peniss coded

I Did Something Bad- Reputation: Killing president coin, pushing forth with the revolution,

Sujanus Plinth

Only The Young- Taylor Swift, Miss Americana

"You did all that you could do, the game was rigged, the ref got tricked, the wrong ones think they're right. You were outnumbered, this time"

Honestly, the whole thing reminds me of his reaction to the games. Also the whole song is about how only the young can change the future and Sujanus's character really showed that spirit. He was trying to make a change but unfortunately, he trusted the whole people and the odds were stacked against him.

Haymitch Abernathy

Champagne Problems- Taylor Swift, Evermore

""This dorm was once a madhouse" I made a joke, "Well, it's made for me"

He has em. Simple as that. (alcoholism)

Seriously though this song reminds me of him more so because of the concept of it. Champagne problems is a term used to describe issues that seem rather trivial, unimportant, and I feel like a lot people tend to disregard all the genuine things Haymitch had gone through. The story of the song also is about a marriage that never happened, it also has undertones of lost family and friends. As we know, Haymitch lost his girlfriend and family to the capital. He never got to marry her because she was taken from him.

Lucy Gray

My Tears Ricochet- Taylor Swift, Folklore

"And I still talk to you when I'm screaming at the sky. And when you can't sleep at night you hear my stolen lullabies"

LETS BE HONEST, SHE IS SO FOLK-EVERMORE CODED. I could dissect this song for ages explaining why it's the perfect example of what Lucy Gray would be saying indirectly to Snow. Firstly,

"Even on my worst day, did I deserve, babe All the hell you gave me? 'Cause I loved you, I swear I loved you 'Til my dying day"

CUZ NO SHE DID NOT DESERVE WHAT SNOW PUT HER THROUGH. She loved him truly, deeply, but when it came down to it, she knew she could never trust him. Especially with the position he put her in. She could go anywhere she wants but not home after Snow made it seem like she killed the mayors daughter. And then the part

"I didn't have it in myself to go with grace And you're the hero flying around, saving face And if I'm dead to you, why are you at the wake? Cursing my name, wishing I stayed Look at how my tears ricochet"

She didn't go with grace. She left in a flash, deep with mystery. She has to hide for the rest of her life while he gets to be the proud hero and savior to Panem. The second half of the main chorus is so true to how Coryo was acting when they were in the forest in that last scene. He was quite literally cursing her name, wishing she'd stayed.

"You know I didn't want to have to haunt you But what a ghostly scene You wear the same jewels that I gave you As you bury me"

JEWELS? HER EARRING??? HELLOOOOOOOO and then the "as you bury me" HE DOESN'T KNOW IF SHE DEAD OR NOT BUT IF SHE IS, HE KILLED HER. HE BURRED HER AND TOOK HER EARRING.

"But you would still miss me in your bones And I still talk to you (when I'm screaming at the sky) And when you can't sleep at night (you hear my stolen lullabies)"

She had such a hold on him, he still remembers her years later, haunted by her memory. the song constantly references the "Haunting". The "I still talk to you when I'm screaming at the sky" reminded me of the way the mocking jays carried her voice all around the sky. And the last line was so clearly connecting to 'The Hanging Tree' in my brain. Many years later, Katniss sang the same song she did to lead a rebellion against him. His life is haunted by her memories and cursed by it. He can't escape her anywhere.

The tears he made her spill simply ricocheted into bullets that hit him instead.

Effie Trinket

Bejeweled- Taylor Swift, Midnights

"Best believe I'm still bejeweled. When I walk in the room,I can still make the whole place shimmer"

MS. EFFIE TRINKET IS THE BADDEST BITCH BRO OMG I LOVEEEEE HER. STYLE ICON. Listen, no matter what happens to that woman, shes gonna shine. A diamonds gotta SHINE. She is always the most sparkly, eye catching person out there at ALL TIMES! Even without all the glitz and glamour she is still so iconic. She is ALWAYS bejeweled.

[allamericanb-tch]

taylor swift songs that aren’t about her exes

mean - regarding people saying she doesn’t write her own songs 

long live - dedicated to her band and her fans

never grow up - dedicated to her younger self

you are in love - written for jack antanoff and his partner

blank space - satirical song written about the media painting her as a serial dater and insane woman

shake it off - ignore the haters

a place in this world - feelings regarding fitting in 

mary’s song - falling in love and settling down (not personal experience)

fifteen - dedicated to 15 year old taylor and abigail

change - bringing change to the world

the best day - about her love to her family

epiphany - dedicated to her grandfather

closure - feud with her old label

marjorie - dedicated to her grandma

miss americana & the heartbreak prince - uses the metaphor of high school to represent the american political situation

me! - just a fun song

the archer - anxiety (represent by the lack of a beat drop)

the man - double standards and misogyny 

tied together with a smile - her friends eating disorder

forever winter - about her friend who overdosed

ronan - dedicated to a little boy who died from cancer

22 - a fun party song

champagne problems - mental health

no body no crime - fun murder mystery song

the lucky one - fame and the struggles that come with it

starlight - dedicated to ethel kennedy

nothing new - insecurities and feeling unwanted

cardigan - made up love triangle from betty’s perspective

betty - james perspective

august - augustine’s perspective

mad woman - female anger / when women are angry they’re painted as “crazy” by society

mirrorball - changing yourself to fit in

this is me trying - burnout

dorothea - presumably about selena gomez

ivy - a story of unrequited love

exile - a story for folklore

cowboy like me - story for evermore

tolerate it - unappreciated love

look what you made me do - feud with the kardashians/jenners

this is why we can’t have nice things - kardashians/jenner feud backstabbing

i did something bad - feud

seven - childhood friends

you belong with me - friend in a toxic relationship but with a romantic twist

hey stephen - a fun love song she wrote as a kid

enchanted - about developing a crush on the guy from owl city

the other side of the door - not about her own love life

willow - casual love song

gold rush - crushing on someone everyone is crushing on and romanticizing them and the idea of a relationship and then ultimately realizing it’s just a fantasy and it fading away

happiness - looking forward to happiness even if there isn’t any right now

evermore - mental health

right where you left me - story for evermore

it’s time to go - encouraging people to leave toxic situations

you need to calm down - gay rights

afterglow

it’s nice to have a friend - having a friend

the 1 - story

my tears ricochet - leaving her old label and breaking ties with scott borchetta

illicit affairs - aNoThEr story

invisible string - story

peace 

hoax - possibly about her old label

the lakes - want to leave the toxicity of social media and run away/escape

superstar - being starstruck

jump then fall - having a crush 

untouchable - cover

love story - romeo and juliet but happy ending

ready for it

delicate

gorgeous

i wish you would

bad blood - feud with katy perry

how you get the girl - tutorial basically

clean - parallels between coming clean and leaving a toxic relationship

new romantics - fun song / youth experience

innocent - kanye / response to his song about her (“i made that b**** famous”)

i’m only me when i’m with you - dedicated to friends and family

christmas tree farm - childhood

call it what you want - reputation

new year’s day

only the young - used for political campaign for democrats

today was a fairytale - for a movie

sweeter than fiction - for a movie

both of us

beautiful ghosts - for a movie

renegade - hurting someone when they try to help you

breathe - growing apart from friends

eyes open - for a movie

safe and sound - for a movie

crazier - for a movie

the last great american dynasty - rebekah harkness (previous owner of her rhode island home)

i don’t wanna live forever - for a movie

the way i loved you - inspired by the notebook

teardrops on my guitar - about a crush

better than revenge

speak now - story

everything has changed

run

better man - wrote for little big town

ours

wildest dreams

message in a bottle

death by a thousand cuts - based on a movie (someone great)

soon you’ll get better - moms cancer

dancing with our hands tied - about how she didn’t want to put joe through the harassment she gets from the media but him refusing to break up with her

carolina - for a movie

lavender haze - addressing public opinions and rumors about her relationship with joe

you’re on your own kid - takes you through her life

karma - scooter braun

bejeweled — confidence

dear reader — advice

sweeter than fiction - written for a movie

only the young — political injustice

when emma falls in love — emma (stone)

castles crumbling — september 2009 vma’s 

timeless — written about her grandmas first love

clara bow

i hate it here

thanK you aIMee

cassandra

the bolter

[myfavoriteficss]

Wednesday Masterlist

This Masterlist includes all of the Wednesday fan fiction I have reblogged. Enjoy.

Updated: 12/30/2023

Masterpost

1. Wednesday Addams

Written by: @anonymousewrites

A Good Day for Death: (1) A Good Day for Roommates - (2) A Good Day for Plans - (3) A Good Day for Festivals - (4) A Good Day for Death - (5) A Good Day for Strategy - (6) A Good Day for Competition - (7) A Good Day for Fudge - (8) A Good Day for Ruins - (9) A Good Day for Statues - (10) A Good Day for Shopping - (11) A Good Day for Dances - (12) A Good Day for Family - (13) A Good Day for Birthdays - (14) A Good Day for Arguments - (15) A Good Day for Diaries - (16) A Good Day for Apologies - (17) A Good Day for Death - (18) A Good Day for Resurrection - (19) A Good Day for Until Next Times

Valentines Day Special 2023

A Good Day for Death Pride Special 2023

A Good Day for Death Halloween Special 2023

Written by: @basichextechml

(1) Details - (2) Revelations

Wet Braids and Ribbon Ties

The Leaded Question

The Beat of your Heart (The Cry of my Own)

Did You Want Flowers?

Written by: @breaddwoo

(1) Bloody Kisses - (2) Smitten - (3) Vanilla

Written by: @brotherblaze

Double Black: Part 1 - Part 2

Written by: @celiastjamesoscar

To Be Alone

Like Real People Do

Written by: @chaeyoungies

Slipping Through My Fingers

Written by: @crazyoffher

paranoid.

Written by: @danzaloreley

Indée Fixe

Written by: @dysphoros​

(1) Who are you now, You fool? - (2) Beauty Is in the eyes of the beholder

Interview with a vampire: (1) Interview with a Vampire - (2) Hunger - (3) Resfeber - (4) Dissimulate

What are my lips for if to not meet yours?

Written by: @extinctspino

Teamwork

Written by: @fleetingvow

‘ Bitter Solitude.

Written by: @ghostlynachopanda

(1) Nevermore’s Guardian - (2) Warmth - (3) The Weathervane - (4) The Walk - (5) The Talk - (6) Solution

Marks: Part 1 - Part 2

Till Next Time: Part 1 - Part 2

Patch Up

Like a Charm

Kiss

Study Date

Close

For You

Envy

Hurtful Words

Third Wheel

Rest

jacket

Music

Written by: @house-of-lovin

grouch

be mine?

cuddle bug

Written by: @i984

(1) I Want to be Yours - (2) Finally Hers

(1) Sweet Words Make a Lovely Shade - (2) A Scarlet Touch - (3) Not So Peachy of a Trick - (4) My Thoughts Echoing Your Name

Ran Out of Paper

Festival Trouble

Grump Black Cat

Your Love, My Religion

Dreams of Lavender Confessions

I Love You- Wait, What?

Snowy Escape

Blazing Promises

Sweet, Foolish

A Letter to the Yearning Moon

Wounds, Not Dreams

In Sickness and In Health

Tonight, the Moon is Yours

Mattress Laid, No Questions Asked

Written by: @jazzyoranges

Recognizable

Written by: @liminal-space-lesbian

Summer Concussions

Written by: @lowkeyerror

Falling Fast: Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Epilogue

Written by: @lucianslover

10 Things I Hate About You

Written by: @luthorgarbage

Wednesday’s Web: One

Written by: @makncheese12

Alkaline: Part 1 - Part 2

Written by: @may-fanfic

Safe With You

Written by: @midnightmoonkiss

Sweet Dreams.

Written by: @mikavlcs

(1) Reverie - (2) Elysium

Loveless

Paralysis

Heaven in Hiding

Had Enough

Ricochet

Absence Persistent

Breathe

Flowers

Heaven in Hiding

Sweater Weather

Static Patterns

Spotlight

Heaven Sent

White Flag

Astraphobia

Dinosaur Talks

Whispers in the Dark

Rebels and Renegades

Dog Days

Not On My Mind

Written by: @missmonsters2

Wednesday’s Dictionary of Emotions: (1) Adronitis - (2) Monachopsis - (3) Jouska - (4) Opia - (5) Agnothesia - (6) Liberosis - (7) Flashover - (8) Nighthawk - (9) Ambedo - (10) Kairosclerosis - (O.S) First/Second Date Jitters - (O.S) Want Your Slow Dance

Just Last Lifetime: One - Two

Oblivion

Just Like Silk

Lips Over Your Nightmares

Written by: @mrtwizz

Snow On The Beach: Part One - Part Two - Part Three

Written by: @msgorillagripcoochie

(1) Nonsense - (2) Butterflies in my stomach

Written by: @rainbow-hedgehog

Exchange Student

Written by: @sleepinthrumyalarms

(1) To Tame a Demon - (2) The Perfect Girl 

Protective Instincts

Your Teeth Don’t Scare Me

Weird But Lovely Trophies

Daddy Issues

After Dark

Good Little Girl

Hard to Keep my Cool

Kiss It Better

Loving the beast, loving it whole

Their Affair, Bloody

Written by: @softgreengrass

Sun to Me: Part 1 - Part 2

Covert Narcissism

Written by: @spaghettiposts

Video Games

Written by: @specialagentlokitty

Restore the Balance: Part One - Part Two - Part Three

Soft For You

Never Again

Just a Tiny Hint

Written by: @stirthewaters

Too Sharp to Touch: Part 1

Written by: @talesofesther​

Scorch Marks: Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3

Sweet Calamity: Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9 - (O.S) Pretty Secrets - Chapter 10 - (O.S) Birthday Girl 

Don't Know How to be Something You Miss: Chapter 1 - Chapter 2

(1) I told the moon about you - (2) Darling darkness

Yours Only

Deep Devotion

Crimson and White

Cinnamon and Spice

The Hearts that Matches Mine

Dark Trees are Better

Find the Beauty

Golden Ballads

Love the Way You Love Me

Tender as the Rain

I guess that's love

Written by: @theunreliablewriter

Clumsy Defender

Written by: @toddxhavez

My Eyes

Written by: @toournextadventure

Everyone But Her: Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9 - Part 10 - Part 11 - Part 12 - Part 13 - Part 14 - Part 15 - Part 16 - Part 17 - Part 18 - Part 19 - Part 20 - Part 21 - Part 22 - Part 23 - Part 24 - Part 25 - Part 26 - Part 27 - Part 28 - Part 29 - Part 30 - Part 31 - Part 32 - Part 33 - Part 34 - (O.S) The Cave (18+) - Part 32 - (O.S) They Didn't Know - (O.S) A Fair Trade - (O.S) Revenge - Part 33 - Part 34 - Part 35 - Part 36 - Part 37 - Part 38

Would You Love Me?

you simp

l’appel du vide

we match

im no poet

Trouble Maker

Written by: @vorsdany

When I Dream (Of Dying): (1) (Not So) Colorful Buzz - (2) Watch Out! - (3) Freeze! You’re on Fire - (4) Good, Bad Impressions - (5) Harmonious Danger - (6) When I Dream (Of Dying)

Golden Eyes and Melted Hearts

Violescent

Meant To Be (Alone)

Shots For They Heart

Names On Your Tongue

Ink Over Your Soul 

Take Me Home 

Sea of Stars

Nights Like These

A Luminous Jewel

Bloody Woes

A Vexatious Creature

Warm My Frozen Heart

Just This Once

Of Dying Days

Written by: @vulpe-fox

Where Shadows Meet

Shadow’s Keeper

Written by: @wandaromanova

enigma.

never did.

obvious

Written by: @ykiwrite

Kiss of Death

Written by: @70svampyr

Wednesday Addams Relationship! Headcanons

2. Enid Sinclair

Written by: @specialagentlokitty

Peace With You

Protect You

Not Getting Hurt That Easy

Written by: @toournextadventure

Thunder and Lightning

3. Yoko Tanaka

Written by: @euoniaroses

Jealous? Please,

Written by: @mrsfrenchie

Touch

[colandpen]

Hiii💛 do you have any polin fan fiction recommendations? Love your blog 💙

Hii! Thank you :)

This is gonna be a long list. If there are any fics you'd recommend that I read or should be added to the list,please feel free to tell me.

Modern AU:

invisible string by britishteacup (littlebritishteacup), itwasglorious - my all time favorite, childhood friends to lovers.

august by itwasglorious

cardigan by itwasglorious

The 1 by itwasglorious

dress by TheSushiMonster

tend my garden by runimpossiblegirl

Out of Time by Oreal770 - time travel

Everything Has Changed by ninjamanda

To Penelope, With Love by Jerrypie17

Give Me All The Pain (Give Me Everything) by wasteddarlinglover

Regency

Always by ninjamanda

Romancing Mayhem by Crizzadile

turn around, bright eyes by threefundamentaltruths

My Love Ricochet by WhatsaBex

i'll use you as a warning sign by TheSushiMonster

Making It Up As We Go Along by LazyTuesdayMorning

Illicit Instruction by ninjamanda

Discovering Duty by annasometimeswrites

The Temptation of one Penelope Featherington... by LazyTuesdayMorning

A Red, Red Rose by EvieBaby time travel

My Fair Penelope by SuzyH_82

Lessons by Sea_Dragonfly - a series

She's a Soldier who's Returning Half Her Weight by LeighAnne_Balsdon

Tempting Scandal by Stillpink

One Single Thread of Pink (Tied Me to You) by wasteddarlinglover

[dearreader]

hello! welcome back to my FMA Characters as Taylor Swift albums!!! previous albums are here:

debut, fearless (taylor’s version), speak now (taylor’s version), RED (taylor’s version), 1989 (taylor’s version), 𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔲𝔱𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫, 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇

now, let’s all escape into the woods where we live in a cabin and write with a quill pen and wander the moors:

𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒌𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒆

Riza Hawkeye

- folklore is taylor's first forey into not writing completely autobiographically. she is still writing about herself though but projecting that onto fictional characters she's creating (mecore affffffffff).

- the loose story of the album is, you guessed it, folklore or tall tales. stories that are timeless and are passed down from generation to generation, across cultures and worlds to one another for everyone to relate to or learn from. the album discusses a lot of different topics that everyone can relate to or feel connected to in some way as they're not unique feelings and are universal. she does this in a truly achingly beautiful way and is beautiful.

- if you haven't listened to the LPSS version, do it. SO FUCKING GOOD AND MY TEARS RICOCHET HURTS SO MUCH

- BUT the album fits a lot of riza's character and story as almost all of it can be linked to her past or life at most points either in the story or in stuff implied prior to the start of the story

- seven being about her as a child and that innocence that she yearns for again

- if you're a royai shipper (great taste) august and illicit affairs can be read in the context of her and roy having a secret relationship together and the feelings tied into that.

- august being how she can't have more with roy because of their individual goals but still being hopelessly in love

- illicit affairs being about the feelings that comes over time with having a secret relationship and the pain and anger you feel but can't stop (and that's the thing about illicit affairs and clandestine meetings and longing stares they're stolen from one single glance but THEY DIE AHD THEY DIE AND THEY DIE a million little times...)

- mirrorball ties into riza not really knowing herself or what to do. more of a popular fan interpretation though there is evidence of this based on the brief scenes we get of younger her and joining the army because she believes in roy's idyllic ideas of the military. riza herself doesn't fully know herself and mirrorball perfectly encapsulates that

- in addition to that, this is me trying is, in my opinion, the sister song to mirrorball. the song is about how you're kind of at this low and awful point but you're TRYING to be better. to keep fighting and moving on despite everything that makes you want to just stop it all. this connects to riza with similar things that i said in mirrorball. she doesn't fully see or know herself outside of roy. she doesn't believe she deserves to live and only finds meaning and value through roy himself and his future goals. she has stated twice that if he wasn't alive she wouldn't want to be alive. everyday she is actively trying to keep going and fight, even during the promised day she remarks that she needs to keep going when she was just bleeding out 30 minutes ago because she sees roy is still willing to fight despite losing his eyesight not even fifteen minutes ago.

- epiphany is also riza coded but i don't feel comfortable analyzing it and discussing it based on what the songs about. so if you want to know what i mean listen to the song and you'll understand what i mean.

- mad woman is the battle with lust *tips cowboy hat*

- i could very much go on and on and on and i will! hoax with the fucking quotes like

• "don't want no other shade

of blue but you" and "your faithless loves the only hoax believe in" and "i am ash from your fire" ARE YOU KIDDING MEEEEEEEEEEE

- okay okay you probably get the picture by this point. in conclusion folklore is heavily riza coded and is another piece of evidence in my "taylor swift kins riza hawkeye" crack theory. also riza needs therapy

- like riza SPECIFICALLY just fixed herself after each traumatic event with super glue and duck tape and is only holding on at this rate through sheer force and her superior officer/boyfriends dumbass ways

[inkykeiji]

i love you - i know

anonymous said: ik you’re a pretty big star wars (and vader) fan so i’m kinda curious—would touya-nii binge watch the movies with her, and if reader is obsessed with vader like you, how would he react to her thirsting over anakin? i can just picture him getting jealous over a fictional villain and getting all mad and overprotective

character: todoroki touya | dabi

genre: fluff with a sprinkle of angst

notes: set in my touya-nii au, this is an extremely self-indulgent piece and was written as more of a comfort for myself than anything else but i wanted to share it here since anon prompted it!!! with that being said, this is generally how touya-nii would react to anyone’s favourite character in the most basic sense, so if you’re interested in that, read on!

warnings: no smut but still +18 minors do not interact, stepcest, toxic relationship (possessiveness, jealousy), star wars spoilers (lmao???)

words: 2.1k

synopsis:

“You, uh, you like me better than him though, right? I’m, like, your ultimate favourite, am I not?”

And he hates how small, shy, unsure his voice sounds, coughing harshly to clear the tremble sticking in his throat.

They’re stupid questions; he knows they’re stupid questions, knows the answer is yes, absolutely, of course you do, yet he can’t help but vocalize them, pathetically vying for that concrete reassurance pouring from your lips and cascading over his skin, encasing him in an indestructible coating of your comforting, unconditional love.  

“You are my most favourite person in the whole universe,” you tell him lightly, giving him a quick glance through the corner of your eye. “On this planet or any others, niichan, I promise.”  

—

It’s a special type of torture, watching these films with you, subjected to all your little mewls and moans that you attempt to subdue, to tone down, purely for his sake; all your little whispered wisps of Daddy that manage to slip from your throat every time Vader’s onscreen, so delicate, so precious the endearment merely caresses your lips on its way out.

It’s the most rewarding type of torture, watching these films with you, privy to all of those sweet bubbles of laughter—vaporized happiness that he devours; down his throat and into his lungs and straight to his very soul—that warm him from the inside out, that make it all so fucking worth it.

On the days where nothing seems to be enough, on the days where his kisses can’t quell the glittery tears staining your cheeks and his cuddles can’t calm the shuddery sobs rattling your ribs and his words can’t lull the misery incessantly ricocheting off the walls of your skull, he’s forced to bring out the big guns.

“Where are you going?” you nearly whimper, body involuntarily leaning forward to follow his heat, his comfort, as he leaves the couch and pads towards your impressive blu-ray collection, proudly displayed across the dark wood shelves lining the far wall of your living room.

Touya doesn’t answer, merely casting a glance over his shoulder in your direction, the grimace chiseled into his face melting into something softer, something sweeter when he spots you curled in a cute little ball, chin resting on your folded knees as gleaming eyes watch him in curiosity, your favourite fluffy blanket wrapped tightly around your form.

Revenge of the Sith, that’s the one that holds the most nostalgia. It isn’t your favourite—no, that’s the one with that weird yeti creature at the beginning, the one where Luke gets shoved into that deformed horse or whatever the fuck that thing is before he dies of hypothermia; The Empire Strikes Back, that’s the one—but it holds a special place within your heart, and it’s a foolproof way to crack the trepidation coating your features with a precious little smile, even if only for an hour or two, one filled with childhood memories and the deep seated soothing nostalgia seems to bring with it.

Slender fingers drum against the plastic held in his palms, Hayden Christensen staring up at Touya from the blu-ray case, beautiful and brooding, and Touya swallows a sigh.

He hates this film.

It isn’t the atrocious writing, or the dreadful CGI, or the cardboard acting—though they all do their part, respectively—it’s him.

It’s the way you react to him, with those girlish squeals and gushing whispers, with hearts in your eyes and pure adoration in your voice, instantly engrossed in Anakin Skywalker’s aura any time he’s on the screen.

Touya supposes he can’t blame you, though. Anakin is your favourite character, after all.

Doesn’t mean Touya has to like it.

“Oh, niichan,” you breathe, a wave of watery appreciation rushing to cloud your vision the moment you realize his intentions.

“You’re having a really rough day,” Touya offers as a halfhearted explanation, a shoulder shrugging awkwardly as he looks away from your penetrative gaze, pure love pouring past your lashes, so potent, so powerful he swears he can feel it stretching his lungs with each inhale, surging down his throat and through his veins, his blood and tissue sparked aflame.

“Thank you,” you whisper as he settles back beside you, taking his rough hands between yours and squeezing, teardrops chasing each other down your smooth cheeks.

“No need to thank me,” he says gruffly, even though he appreciates the gesture more than he can verbally express. “And no more crying, yeah?” Calloused thumbs swipe through the steady streams flowing on your face, killing them instantly. “I’m sure Anakin wouldn’t want you crying either, princess.”

And try as he may, he can’t help the way his features pucker as he all but spits the sentence from his mouth, the name putrid on his tongue.

You don’t seem to mind, though, a giggle-infused sniffle catching tenderly in your throat at his reaction, snuggling into his side as a reluctant finger finally presses play.

And then the film begins, the first few notes of that iconic theme song blaring proudly through the speakers, and Touya feels a distinct shift in your spirit—looser, lovelier, muscles relaxing as rosy nostalgia infused with warm comfort weaves thickly through your blood.

Touya stays quiet for the first little while, watching with fleeting, soured disinterest, refraining from commenting his caustic thoughts until Anakin is reunited with his secret wife, Padm��, the camera pushing in on his face, bright blue eyes and perfect smile shimmering against his flawless skin as he gazes at his lover.

“Pretty boy,” Touya grumbles through a scowl, eyes shaded by his tightly knit brows as he glares at the screen.

“You’re a pretty boy, too, niichan,” you nudge his shoulder with your own, a playful little smirk painted across your swollen face.

“Oh, shut up,” he rolls his eyes, unable to suppress the grin fluttering on his lips, bashfulness tugging at the corners of his mouth.

“M’serious!” you sit up a little straighter, sincerity shining in your stare, residual tears still glazing your eyes, old teardrops stubbornly clinging to your lashes. “You’re the prettiest boy I’ve ever seen, niichan, I swear,”

A dainty pinky is held upright between your chests, wiggling a little in enticement.

And despite the melancholia still saturating your features—a twitching nose, a hitching chest, a quivering lip—your love for him is still so bright, so genuine, so real that it almost hurts, your sheer devotion raw and uncut and so fucking strong, and he has to look away, burning emotion swelling in his chest and crawling up his throat, mouth watering a little as it sits densely on the back of his tongue.

“Alright, princess, alright,” he’s clearing his throat as a large pinky twines itself around yours and squeezes, sealing the promise. “I believe you.”

Miraculously, he manages to get through the majority of Revenge of the Sith without complaining, save for the occasional unintelligible growl, mumbled out under his breath, his strong arms continuing to tighten around your waist with each soft gasp or muted squeal you emit, pressing you closer and closer to his heart, a silent reminder that he is there, that he is yours, as delicate little fingers curl in the faded material of his hoodie, pulling further and further, a silent reminder that you are his, too.

It isn’t until Padmé confronts Anakin on his decision to join the dark side that Touya truly speaks up, the question, heavy with emotion, scathing his tongue.

“Would you follow me to the dark side?”

“Of course I would,” you answer without hesitance, automatic and instinctual.

“I mean,” Touya begins, rolling the words around on his tongue. “He’s doing it all for her, isn’t he?”

“He is,” you confirm with a nod. “Anakin’s intense, uncontrollable emotions—his love, his hate, his anger, his jealousy—are ultimately his downfall.”

Fidgeting beside you, Touya clears his throat roughly, pricks of heat crawling up the back of his neck.

“Interesting.”

If you notice his discomfort, or the similarities between him and your favourite character, you don’t say anything, silently allowing him to haul you into his lap and cradle you against his chest; a shield of sorts, against the raw vulnerabilities he and Anakin seem to share.  

And yet, it’s…comforting, in a weird, almost inexplicable way, knowing that your favourite character has so many commonalities to Touya himself, knowing that you love him just the same regardless of his deeply flawed nature and unforgivable mistakes.

Watching as Anakin burns is nearly unbearable, the crackling of flames and melting of skin conjuring painful memories to the forefront of Touya’s mind—the sight of bright oranges and the smell of burnt flesh and the taste of ashy air overwhelming his senses—and he has to look away, jaw flexing with a thick swallow.

Burnt to a crisp and left to die by someone they loved, yet another similarity between him and your favourite.

At last, the torture of Hayden Christensen ends, the large man decked out head to toe in Vader’s extravagant suit as he steps off the steel operating table, rickety and tottering like Frankenstein’s monster as he hollers that ridiculously long, overly dramatic and extremely cliche Nooo! at news of Padmé’s death.

The crushing in his chest alleviates with the removal of the disk, Touya drawing in a few slow, steady breaths as he swaps one Star Wars film for another. It isn’t fully eradicated, a sort of bruising weight of clawed green envy still gnawing on his ribs and swiping at his heart, but he feels he can breathe a little easier now; the hardest and heaviest part is over, and he no longer has to look at Hayden’s Abercrombie & Fitch model face anymore.

It isn’t until halfway through Rogue One that Touya speaks again, low voice swiftly following your excited cheers of seeing Vader on the screen for the first time in the film.

“You, uh, you like me better than him though, right? I’m, like, your ultimate favourite, am I not?”

And he hates how small, shy, unsure his voice sounds, coughing harshly to clear the tremble sticking in his throat.

They’re stupid questions; he knows they’re stupid questions, knows the answer is yes, absolutely, of course you do, yet he can’t help but vocalize them, pathetically vying for that concrete reassurance pouring from your lips and cascading over his skin, encasing him in an indestructible coating of your comforting, unconditional love.  

“You are my most favourite person in the whole universe,” you tell him lightly, giving him a quick glance through the corner of your eye. “On this planet or any others, niichan, I promise.”  

Despite the nonchalance embedded in your tone, he can see the concern clear as day in your eyes, and he’s grateful that you don’t push, allowing him that space to find his reassurance without making a big deal out of it, without humiliating him or patronizing him further.

He nods in response, burying his face in your hair and inhaling deeply, head nodding again as he nuzzles into you.  

It’s a special type of torture, watching these films with you, subjected to all your little mewls and moans that you attempt to subdue, to tone down, purely for his sake; all your little whispered wisps of Daddy that manage to slip from your throat every time Vader’s onscreen, so delicate, so precious the endearment merely caresses your lips on its way out.

It’s the most rewarding type of torture, watching these films with you, privy to all of those sweet bubbles of laughter—vaporized happiness that he devours; down his throat and into his lungs and straight to his very soul—that warm him from the inside out, that make it all so fucking worth it.

It’s incredible how even after all these years, your reaction still hasn’t dulled in the slightest, bright smiles and breezy giggles conjured up the minute your favourite character appears.

It’s incredible to hear notes of elation and amusement seeping from his baby’s lips after a day full of sobs and sniffles, to see those sparks of mirth in your eyes—flares that have dried up, dried out, all of the sadness and tears—even if you both know it’s fleeting escapism at best, a few hours of bliss conjured up by a sugared sentimentality.

Because even if it’s only for a few transient moments, it’s all so worth it, suffering through all of your fawning and fussing over this character, continually shoving down those jealous and possessive notions desperate to make it past his lips, remarks that grate this throat with every thrust back, sharp and covered in thorns. It’s all so fucking worth it if it makes you feel better—if Touya can make you feel better, wielding nostalgia as his weapon—irregardless of how long the effects last.  

Eventually, though, it all becomes a bit too much for him.

Shuffling your body on his thighs roughly a quarter through the fourth Star Wars film you’ve put on, Touya turns you away from the television, physically forcing your attention to him as he rearranges you to straddle his hips.

“I think you’ve been staring at him for long enough, don’t you?” he mutters, head dropping to scatter a few well-placed kisses along your neck, front teeth nipping a little at the sensitive skin. “Niichan is feeling a little left out,”  

His voice is heavy with an exaggerated pout, words filtered through a jutted bottom lip. And although his tone is playful and teasing, you can see it, that little glimmer of truth, of insecurity, of jealousy shining bright in his sapphire eyes.

“You’re cute, niichan,” you murmur softly, a thumb gently caressing his protruding lip. His tongue catches it easily, sucking the appendage into the heat of his mouth.

“Cute, huh?” he speaks around the finger held between his teeth, an eyebrow raising in challenge.

A warm, wet tongue curls around your thumb, swallowing it further into his mouth before he lets go of it with a pop, teeth scraping against your flesh as the digit is pulled from his lips. A smirk carves itself into his face at your eager nodding, cute little uh-huhs spilling from your throat, Touya huffing out an airy little chuckle in response.

Sapphire glitters in the waning rays, weak beams of sunlight bathing the room in pale gold, eyes seeming to darken with the rapidly setting sun.

“Oh, I’m gonna show you cute, princess.”

[robo-cryptid]

Do you consider yourself a Yeehan shipper? And if so, why? I hope you don’t take this the wrong way, I’m a relatively new shipper (started playing this year, and other Yeehan shippers directed me to your work), but I’ve seen some of your tweets and in many of them you seem to have more negative things to say about how they make you feel than positive. So I was curious to know your stance on them, and why you keep writing for them. (If this is too invasive, you don’t have to reply)

Also, I really enjoyed Ricochet. It sold the ship to me, basically (but now I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing)..

First off, I'm really glad you liked Ricochet! It's one of the fics I'm still really proud of, and I'm currently in a project with fanartist @showerwhoops and a friend who makes fandom light novels to make it printable with lots of gorgeous art. I mean, mostly I just love collabs and wanna support G's light novel-making hobby, but hopefully other people will find that exciting to know.

With regard to Yeehan, lol, I'm struggling to figure out how to answer this, especially without context for which tweets in particular. The simple answer is yeah, I'm a Yeehan shipper. I love them. I've said it before, but I basically trauma-bonded to them and can't let go. But also I love the themes of redemption and the various forms that can take, and people finding love not when they're young and fresh-faced but when they're jaded and have been through some shit, and seeing two people fight not only to make the world better but to make themselves better people together. I love all of that. It's delicious. I also love writing them as dumb himbos because why the heck not.

I've been in this fandom since 2018. I've written 70+ fics just for Yeehan (plus a few dozen others for the rest of Overwatch), and I'm still writing it. Of my last three art commissions, one was Hanzo and one was Yeehan. I started Yeehan Fic Rec Friday (@yeehanfrf) to help new people find good Yeehan recs sourced from the community, not just one person, and to lift up my fellow writers. All of this is on my twitter, and that's not even getting into all the fan events I've participated in, etc., before this year. So yeah, I'd say I'm a fan, lol.

Unless you're mistaking my shitposting and lovingly mocking the characters for meanness, maybe the negativity you're seeing is when I'm being critical of the fandom itself? In which case... you know, I'm going to take this as an opportunity. And it's gonna get kind of long, so let's go behind a cut.

I can only reiterate that I've been here since 2018. I've seen so much shit, and while some of it has come from "outsiders" (other shippers, people who are sick of Overwatch, etc.), plenty of it has come from my fellow Yeehans too. And while most of my frustration with the Yeehan fandom is on the level of, you know, family that you love but would like to shake some sense into, that doesn't change that it can be frustrating.

Here, an assuredly incomplete list of all the things I've experienced from other Yeehan fans:

I've seen people harassed outright for drawing/writing the "wrong" character bottoming. I've seen literally dozens of nonbinary and transmasc people misgendered and harassed for being "fujoshi" "fetishizinig mlm," because nothing says great justice like blending transphobia and misogyny to attack real people over fictional characters. I've been here for at least 10 different rounds of witch hunts for various fandom "crimes" like people shipping characters with a bad-idea-in-real-life age gap or power imbalance, or even just shipping the same character with multiple people.

I was here when Cassidy's animated short dropped and it took less than an hour to see hate posts about Ashe. And I was also here when fandom retconned the tale of those events to claim Yeehan fans only hate her because some of her fans are shitty, and it can't possibly under any circumstances be misogyny ever. (Which is not saying that some of her fans aren't shitty. It's just that some Yeehan fans are also shitty and in denial about it.)

I've been outright harassed for talking about fandom misogyny, no matter how kitten gentle and "Let's Have a Teaching Moment" I've been about it. I've been harassed for pointing out fandom racism. I've seen a friend get ostracized and harassed much worse for pointing out the same fandom racism and misogyny. And this is, of course, on top of actually seeing and reading racist portrayals of Hanzo and occasionally Cassidy, and seeing and reading constant misogyny (mostly over Ashe, but not exclusive to her) to remind me that men get to have greater interiority and receive more sympathy and get their flaws smoothed over in ways women never do, in fiction and in reality. But hey, don't point any of that out, because fandom is supposed to be a place for escapism, even if those things are making it difficult to escape, yourself! (And then of course I've seen people attacked really harshly over the kind of "they probably genuinely did not know better and it would have been an easy fix if someone just very kindly explained it to them instead of needing to publicly punish them" racism or misogyny.)

I've had someone hold a sustained, months-long campaign of just constantly shit-talking me and low-grade harassing me across multiple Discord servers, and recruiting their friends to do the same, all because I said, "Hey, you've been consistently rude and also triggered me this one time."

I've had anons in my inbox doing everything from demanding I write more to accusing me of pedophilia (or supporting it) for... I don't even know at this point, lol. Because that's a thing people do in fandoms, I guess.

Maybe because I'm prolific or maybe because I actually talk to anons or maybe because I have a follower count above the triple digits, a lot of people have treated me like I'm nothing but a content machine, not a person, which is something I've seen plenty of people do to other artists and writers across fandom. It's crummy. It makes me feel like I don't belong here if I'm not "producing," and even then I'm only tolerated for that, not for, like, my basic humanity (or being funny as hell imho). I've had people attack me over dumb jokes or act like I'm not a "real fan" for them (despite the aforementioned 70+ fics, like I guess those don't count if I make a joke about Cassidy being kind of a douche one time in his animated short).

And anything that's happened to me, I've seen happen to other people. Often worse, actually, because I get far fewer rude comments on my fanfic than several of my friends do, and nobody's misgendering me when they imply I'm a woman, even if they do sometimes erase my queerness.

On the scale of things that are mostly just annoying/stressful and not so much acts of aggression, fandom does this thing where it just freaks out (positive or negative) about something instantly, so I get spoiled on stuff if I don't see it within 15 minutes after it dropped? That's frustrating, especially if the reaction is largely negative, so I'm just, like, absorbing all these bad vibes before I ever get to see the thing for myself.

And then, you know, shipwars. Shipwars are obnoxious. They are exhausting. I do not have time for them. They are also unavoidable these days. Any time I go searching for content, there's someone shitting on Yeehan and someone else stirring the pot by replying to them, and frankly it's just tiresome from all sides. (Besides, I think if you're a fan of the juggernaut ship in a fandom, you've gotta chill and recognize people will find you annoying, then go comfort yourself with your near-daily fanarts and over 6,000 fics. This doesn't mean they're allowed to be absolutely garbage monsters and harass people. Like I'm not pretending Yeehan fans are the only people capable of sucking, lol. They aren't! Online harassment is shitty at all times! But if all they're saying is, "Why does Yeehan get so much attention? I hate it," you can just ignore them, mute them, block them, whatever you gotta do.)

In general, I'm often critical of fandom, especially my corner of it, mostly because I'm a social scientist by training so observing groups of people is what I do. Like genuinely, I enjoy holding the world around me under a microscope. But also in terms of reach and efficacy, I'm more interested in "cleaning up my own backyard," so to speak, than arguing with people who wouldn't listen to me anyway (Yeehan antis in this case, I guess). So when I turn the "negative" lens on, it's of course going to be aimed at the community I'm most embedded in. It doesn't mean people outside of Yeehan are better or worse people; they're just not the ones I'm exposed to constantly, lol.

But also, as many bad things as this sounds like, I've actually mostly enjoyed my time in this fandom. I've made a ton of friends here, people I adore and respect and am so, so grateful to have in my life. I've gotten to be part of some really cool projects. I've been lucky enough to experience the absolute joy of knowing people like something that I've made, of getting to make stuff for people, of people telling me I inspired them to make things. All of those are really special, wonderful things that places like fandom cultivate, and I love that part so much that it makes me feel gooey and self-conscious about trying to articulate it.

Anyway. I'm sure the actual question you asked got answered in the paragraphs above the cut, but just in case it didn't, it was nice to be able to just say all the things anyway. You're new here. I hope you enjoy all the fun parts and don't get bogged down by the crummy ones. Also you should definitely check out the @yeehanfrf rec lists if you haven't.

[nerdfins]

A Collection of Transformers AU Synopses

I want to be more bold about posting my own work. One of my favorite hobbies besides drawing is also writing my own fan fiction. You've all seen my art of established characters. Now here's my writing. My stories follow my OC Ricochet, a Triple Changer who becomes a Sparkeater. How and why changes depending on the AU.

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Transformers: Epica

A mix of different elements from G1, IDW, and Prime. It is my longest-written AU and restarted my love of fanfic writing after a decade of nothing.

Follows the story of Ricochet and her origin as a miner from Tarn. Raised by Megatronus and his Conjunx after her spark was found by him, Ricochet is one of the early loyal followers of the Decepticons. Needing a break from life, Ricochet takes a vacation to Iacon. There she comes to the rescue of a pair of Velocitronians who were jumped by a gang when they got lost in the city. Ricochet's life takes a new turn.

Snippet:

“I didn’t think I’d see you guys again after that encounter,” Ricochet said as they walked down the steps.

“We owed you it,” Breakdown said. “Thank you. Sorry you took a beating on behalf of us and our poor sense of direction.”

Ricochet smiled, her one optic feeling very sore from the bruising underneath. “Don’t worry about it. I’m a brawler at spark. You should see how the other ones looked when the cops arrived.”

“Lucky for you, I have medical training,” Knockout said, putting a servo to her face to get a good look. “Come with me and I’ll take care of that plus whatever dents and dings you received being our hero.”

Ricochet laughed. “Good luck finding those. Most of these are from just life.”

“Then I’ll take care of them, too.”

“What about the paint shop?” Breakdown asked.

“We’re here for a while, so no rush. So, we know your name is Ricochet. I’m Knockout, and this is my Conjunx Breakdown.” Breakdown gave a small wave.

“Nice to meet you both, despite the circumstances,” Ricochet replied. “So, where are we going?”

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Transformers: Bondings

This idea came to me in a dream. What if Cybertronians had a soulmate type of thing? Where they would feel the desire to sparkbond with another, not always one of their choosing?

Prime AU where humanity is aware of the Cybertronians existing.

Starts in 1989.

Ricochet is hiding on Earth in a human holoform, keeping away from other Cybertronians due to her status as a Sparkeater. Her life of peace is interrupted when the War comes to Earth, and it gets even worse when she has a run-in with the Second in Command of the Decepticons...and feels the tug of a bond.

Snippet:

The tug. He felt it. He felt it in his spark. It almost stopped Starscream mid-flight as he recognized that feeling he had many moons ago when he first met his late Trinemates.

'Here?' He thought in confusion as they landed at the power station. Starscream ordered the Vehicons to begin pulling the fuel out of the station and then glanced around. It was a smaller human settlement and late at night, so few humans or vehicles were present. Those who were ran for cover when they arrived. He observed the various parked cars and trucks, wondering if any of them were Cybertronians. If so, they were most likely Autobots. Starscream had half a mind to shoot them all to find out, and it would get rid of the problem if he managed to kill the one he was feeling a bond towards. No Autobot, no bond, no problem. There was no desire in his spark for another bond again after…

Shaking his head from that memory, he turned back towards the Vehicons as they worked.

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Transformers: Exodus

A Prime AU that follows the events of the book of the same name.

Starscream, keeping post on Trypticon Station and studying the Dark Energon within, must contend with a surprise inspection from one of Megatron's most loyal soldiers: Ricochet.

Snippet:

As he approached the docking bay, Starscream heard voices. Some he recognized as his own Seeker command and a new one. His Seekers sounded nervous. The new voice was unrecognizable at first, but when he got closer he realized who it was that Megatron sent.

Ricochet.

He growled. “Of course he sent her,” he thought. Ricochet; Megatron’s most loyal gladiator. He supposed it could have been worse; Soundwave or Shockwave could have been dispatched. Yet it did not bring him much comfort. The three of them were all creepy in their own ways. Soundwave with his horde of minions lurking in every corner and a visor covering his face. Shockwave with his lack of a face and penchant for questionable experiments. And Ricochet, whose brutality in the arena is only matched by Megatron himself and wore a battle mask covering the lower half of her face.

There was more to Ricochet that Starscream and many others did not care for. There was something…off about her. Starscream could not put a finger on it, but something about Ricochet’s aura was unsettling. Like some primal circuit in the brain module wanted to activate the Fight or Flight response when she looked at you. Ricochet turned to him as he entered, and he felt that little nudge and a shiver up his spinal strut. If he could see past the battle mask, he was sure she would be smirking at him.

“Starscream,” Ricochet said with a nod. “It’s been a while.”

“Yes, it has,” he agreed. In the back of his head, he thought about how that wasn’t such a bad thing.

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[writingarena04]

These are the Taylor Swift songs I’ll take short story fan fiction requests for! 😻

Taylor Swift 💚

Picture To Burn

Teardrops On My Guitar

Should’ve Said No

Mary’s Song

Our Song

I’m only Me When I’m With You

A Perfectly Good Heart

Fearless (Taylor’s Version) 💛

Fearless

Fifteen

Love Story

Hey Stephen

White Horse

You Belong With Me

The Way I Loved You

Forever And Always

Jump Then Fall

The Other Side Of The Door

Today Was A Fairytale

Mr. Perfectly Fine

That’s When

Don’t You

If This Was A Movie

Speak Now (Taylor’s Version) 💜

Mine

Sparks Fly

Back To December

Speak Now

The Story Of Us

Enchanted

Innocent

Haunted

Last Kiss

Long Live

Ours

Superman

Electric Touch

When Emma Falls In Love

I Can See You

Foolish One

Timeless

Red (Taylor’s Version) ♥️

State Of Grace

Red

Treacherous

I Knew You Were Trouble

All Too Well

I Almost Do

We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together

Stay Stay Stay

The Last Time

Holy Ground

Everything Has Changed

Begin Again

The Moment I Knew

Come Back…Be Here

Better Man

Babe

Message in a Bottle

I Bet You Think About Me

Run

The Very First Night

1989 (Taylor’s Version) 🩵

Blank Soace

Style

Out of the Woods

All You Had To Do Was Stay

I Wish You Would

Wildest Dreams

How You Get the Girl

This Love

I Know Places

Wonderland

You Are In Love

Slut!

Say Don’t Go

Now That We Don’t Talk

Suburban Legends

Is It Over Now?

Reputation 🖤

…Ready For It?

End Game

Don’t Blame Me

Delicate

So It Goes…

Gorgeous

Getaway Car

King Of My Heart

Dancing With Our Hands Tied

Dress

Call It What You Want

New Years Day

Lover 🩷

Cruel Summer

Lover

The Archer

I Think He Knows

Miss Americana And The Heartbreak Prince

Paper Rings

Cornelia Street

Death By A Thousand Cuts

London Boy

False God

Afterglow

Me!

Daylight

All of the Girls You Loved Before

Folklore 🩶

the 1

cardigan

the last great american dynasty

exile

my tears ricochet

mirrorball

seven

august

illicit affairs

invisible string

betty

peace

hoax

the lakes

Evermore 🤎

willow

champagne problems

tolerate it

no body, no crime

happiness

Dorothea

coney island

ivy

cowboy like me

long story short

closure

Midnights 💙

Lavender Haze

Maroon

Anti Hero

Snow On The Beach

Midnight Rain

Question..?

Bejeweled

Labyrinth

Mastermind

The Great War

Paris

High Infidelity

Glitch

Would’ve Could’ve Should’ve

Hits Different

The Tortured Poets Department 🤍

Fortnight

The Tortured Poets Department

My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys

Down Bad

So Long, London

But Daddy I Love Him

Fresh Out The Slammer

Guilty As Sin?

Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me?

I Can Fix Him (no I really can)

loml

I Can Do It With A Broken Heart

The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived

The Alchemy

imgonnagetyouback

The Albatross

So High School

I Look In Peoples Windows

The Prophecy

The Manuscript

Feel free to request any of these! I can’t wait to start writing! The only thing I will NOT write is explicit smut! Thank you for your time! 😻

[this-daydream-is-dangerous-13]

Do you think that Matilda could be a possible response to Seven? Both songs are about little children and are track 7.

I think Matilda is a response to Blondie, and the parallels to fictionalized children are on purpose.

But I think it is actually a response to My Tears Ricochet, her plan to leave BMR and start again owning her own masters and her plan to re-record.

It is the “you framed all your posters and dyed your clothes” line. Doesn’t that sound like a “young Taylor at BMR” origin story? He is affirming her choice, recognizing her pain, telling her he believes in her, and encouraging her.

“You showed me a power that is strong enough to bring sun to the darkest days” - she taught him how to song-write!

I also wonder if Taylor was a Matilda by Roald Dahl fan as a kid. Or if the “bicycles” part ties to v2 of Keep Driving. Or if Harry was actually around when SB made the “you can get one master back for every new album you turn in” BS offer. You notice that HE started his own label, Erskine Records, before his solo career launched so he owns his own masters.

[agentark88]

Think: A Mind-Bending Ending

My Hero Academia Fan Fiction by Agent ARK 88

Disclaimer: The following is a work of fan fiction using characters and settings from My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia created by Kohei Horikoshi. I do not claim any ownership of characters present in this piece that are owned and created by Kohei Horikoshi. I do not own My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia.

Any references to historical events, real people, or real locales are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental.

Warnings: This work contains mild language, blood, and violence.

(Ending 2 of 8)

A Mind-Bending Ending

You reacted to All for One’s words as if it had lit a fire in you. You were going to be a hero. No matter what you faced, you wanted to become a hero. Everything you had sacrificed would not end here.

You spread out your fingers, wielding your quirk with gentle control. A twinge of pain hit your temple, but you held firm on a mind shield to protect yourself. You whipped out a strand of your mind, and All for One formed reflective bubble of his own, knocking the attack away from him.

“Foolish child. You can’t defeat me,” All for One said. He lifted Shigaraki’s hand like a puppet on strings. He blasted you, and the yellow energy cracked against your mind shield.

You didn’t even flinch. You took a step forward, and another blast hit your shield, then another, then another. You sent a metal projectile in his direction, and he deflected it, nearly smacking Spinner with the ricocheting support item. You caught it back with your mind, whipping it toward All for One’s back. He blocked it again. He unleashed dark energy spikes from his fingertips, and they clipped through your mind shield like the head of an arrow. You gasped, seeing how close it had come to your chest.

“It’s unwise to tempt fate. I see you’ve chosen the wrong decision,” All for One said. “Prepare to lose your life. At least you will have the luxury of knowing when you’ll perish.”

Another blast of energy cracked against your shield. Another spike lodged into your mental shield, and a small visible blue crack started forming in the shell. You clenched your teeth, raising both your hands and lifting every color projectile in your arsenal. If Shigaraki’s body had been weakened, All for One shouldn’t be able to deflect them all at once; however, an attack like this might leave you vulnerable to taking physical damage. You weren’t certain you could keep your mind shield up, but you’d trained for this. You would try.

Two wrecking balls, filled with their weighted gunk, became solid after you triggered their internal mechanism. The strain of holding them weakened your shield. You grabbed the smaller spherical bullets with your mind, whisking them around you to pick up speed. You watched All for One’s stance change. His attention shifted to the multiple moving elements. You knew he was calculating, knew he had far more experience than you did.

Gigantomachia’s body rumbled. Multiple heavy footfalls sounded behind you. The Nomus were coming, heading to their master’s call. You didn’t have time to hesitate, to debate if this would be too much strain on your defense. It was your only chance to stop him. You struck, sending a mind blast rippling behind your multiple missile attack. With adept precision, he deflected each object in its turn, despite your best attempts to try to make each one of the projectiles hit him at all angles. As he deflected them, they seemed to completely detach from your mind’s control, disconnecting from being attached to your quirk as he sent them flying beyond your range.

The mind blast hit All for One the hardest, sending him skidding back even with the yellow shield in front of him, but that too was reflected, crashing into your mind shield like a snowplow. He held one hand out in front and one in the back to keep himself steady. You gritted your teeth, keeping your mind shield focused at the front to take on the blast you’d overzealously shot out at him. You winced as the blue fracture widened in your shield. You tried to hold it.

All for One sent a rippling radio wave at you next, and it hit your mind quirk like a sledgehammer. You held back the agonizing scream in your throat, worried that this would make you lose all focus. You needed to keep your attention on the frontal shield, or he’d knock you straight off your feet.

You screamed. A sharp stabbing pain pierced your back. You’d been so focused on protecting yourself from the front that you’d left a gap. Another red and black dagger of energy broke through your mind shield in the front, and you looked down at it in your chest, gasping. You turned your gaze down to the puncture wound, putting your hand to your chest, as he dislodged the energy. Bright red blood spurted out the wound. You fell to your knees in shock. Tears formed in your eyes.

“Why? Why would you do this?” your voice asked, but you never asked the question.

“There are consequences—” All for One’s distorted voice stopped.

Hitoshi Shinso’s voice rang out clear next. “Stop! Stop moving! You are not to leave from where you are!” he yelled in rage. “You will not let anything take you from where you stand!”

Shinso had used your voice. He used your voice to trick All for One.

Your entire body shivered. You held a hand to your frontal wound, feeling cold as you collapsed. Shinso’s hands were around you, cradling you.

“No. No. Please, stay with me. Stay with me, Kitten. You’re okay. I’m here. You’re going to be okay,” he said frantically. His violet eyes scanned you over, trying to find the best way to heal you, to keep you from bleeding out.

“H-Hitoshi,” you hiccupped out, feeling blood drip from your mouth. “It hurts…”

“Shh… It’s going to be okay. You don’t have to speak. I know… I know it hurts. Just hang on for me, okay? I’m going to get you help. You were so brave, so brave and strong, and I just need you to be stronger for a little while longer, okay?” he said. He was crying. Tears were coming down his cheeks and falling into yours. He grabbed your hand, pressing kisses to your fingertips and squeezing with all his might. He only released it to put pressure on the wound in your chest.

The Nomus came charging for Shigaraki, running blindly past the two of you. All for One evaded them in Shigaraki’s body, following Shinso’s direct instruction.

Shinso tried to shift you to pick you up, but you yelped out an agonizing cry. Your whole body shivered. “I know it hurts,” Hitoshi said, and his voice cracked. “I have to get you help. Please. I need to get you help.”

You gasped in a few hard breaths. Your chest strained. It was hard to get air. The pain was unbearable, and a whimper left you. Shinso looked as if the noise had physically hurt him, wrought him such pain that what was left of his stolidity crumbled. The tears came down harder now.

“Please, hold on, Anna. I love you. I love you so much, and I can’t live without you. Please, Kitten. Please. Stay with me. I know it hurts. Just…” He gritted his teeth, looking down at his fingers now coated in your blood.

Your eyelids felt heavy. You could barely move, but you managed to place your hand on his. His violet eyes widened, and he glanced between your hand and your face. You were so grateful to see him there, have him with you. You were terrified, terrified of the cold creeping through you. It brought you so much comfort to have him beside you. Had he always brought you so much peace?

All you could think about now was how much you cared about him, how much you wanted to tell him that you cared about him. You wanted to go see Button’s at the cat café with him. You wanted to go back to the time in each other’s minds. You wanted to see the stars, feel the grass between your fingertips. You wanted to spend hours talking about becoming Pro Heroes together. You wanted to go out on patrol with him, go out on another date with him, a real date. You needed to tell him.

“I…” you gulped. The air became even harder to breathe. “I love you too.”

…

“No, I’m fine,” Hitoshi said.

“It’s been weeks, Mindjack. You need to go back to class. You need to sleep,” Heart of Hearts said. “I know… I know it’s hard to get back to normal when she’s…”

“I can train, do my homework, and spend nights here. It’s the least that I can do,” he said.

“The least you can do? You single-handedly brought Shigaraki into custody, and you still think you have to do more?” Heart of Hearts sighed. “As soon as she opens her eyes, the hospital will contact you. You can’t waste away like this. Do you think this is what she would have wanted?”

“I said that I was fine,” Shinso snapped.

Your eyes fluttered open, and you saw Shinso and Hearts facing each other. The bright lights of the hospital burned harshly into your retinas. You stirred slightly, but the pain in your chest made you wince.

“Hitoshi,” you murmured, but your voice barely came out as a whisper.

Shinso’s eyes widened as he turned back. Relief washed through him. He could barely contain his happiness, smiling widely at you. Hearts looked genuinely surprised. She covered her mouth, and her pink eyes watered with tears. She turned away before she started crying.

“I…” Your mouth was so dry. Your whole body was sore. It hurt just to speak, but you had to say it. You had to let him know.

Shinso knelt down beside your hospital bed. He grabbed for your hand, smoothing over your knuckles with his thumb. “Take it easy, Kitten. You’ve been in a coma for over a month. Your body probably needs some time to…”

Your eyebrows knitted together as you tried to find your voice. Shinso had trailed off after seeing how determined you looked. He gave your hand a squeeze and waited.

“I love you too,” you said. You wanted to explain that you weren’t sure if he heard you, that you weren’t sure that he’d actually confessed to you like that. You weren’t even sure if you’d faced off with Shigaraki. Things felt so surreal. The only certainty that you did have, was that you loved him. You loved him more than anything. And, as you were dying in his arms, all you wanted to do was tell him how much more time you wanted to spend with him, how much time you’d wasted not spending time with him.

Shinso cracked a sly smile. “I know. You told me.” He chuckled, but you saw a tear slip down his face. “I love you.��� He squeezed your hand harder this time. “I love you, so don’t you ever do that to me again.” He pressed his forehead to the back of your hand, sighing. “You really know how to keep a guy on the edge of his seat.”

…Five Years Later…

“I said no peeking,” Hitoshi said, chuckling.

The two of you were freshly married, yet he never ceased to amaze you. His slender fingers were covering your eyes, but you kept trying to peer through them, too excited for a surprise to wait.

“Well, show me already,” you huffed.

“Not yet,” he said. He continued to guide you. “We need to be at the right angle.”

“For what?!” you shouted out.

“So impatient,” Hitoshi chided playfully. Then, he stopped. “Okay. Now, it’s not completely finished, so—”

“Show me!” You bounced up and down in place, frustrated that he still wouldn’t remove his hands from your face.

Before you had to ask again, Hitoshi lifted his hands away from your eyes, gently placing your glasses back on. You blinked as your vision adjusted. You were both standing across the street from a huge building. It was still modest, despite its size. It looked like it was in the midst of renovation. Your gaze trailed up to the large sparkling blue and purple sign at the top, reading “MindThink" in large letters.

Hitoshi rubbed the back of his neck, shifting uncomfortably next to you. “I spoke to Hearts, and since her agency has been doing so well, she said a little healthy agency competition would be good for her. Of course, she said she’d miss us as sidekicks, but she’s excited to see what we can do on our own.”

Your smile dropped as you read the large sign above you over and over again. He’d put your hero name and his own together. He’d actually created a hero agency for the two of you. It was beautiful and spectacular and beyond anything you could have imagined the surprise to be.

“You hate it,” he said dejectedly. “I knew I should have put your name first. Is it the purple? I can have them change it. Don’t tell me that you’re worried we can’t handle this on our own? We’ve been shooting up the hero ranks. It’s only a matter of time before we’re in the top twenty.”

You turned toward him, and he closed his mouth. You couldn’t contain your smile any longer as you grinned from ear to ear. You ran toward him, jumping into his arms.

“It’s perfect! I love it!” you shrieked, giggling. “It’s so sparkly!”

Hitoshi sighed in relief, squeezing you back. “I’m glad you like it. Thought I was going to have to scrap the whole project based on your expression.” He chuckled.

“Are you kidding? You did this all by yourself, and I had no idea? I can’t believe you surprised me like this. It’s great,” you said.

“It’s pretty hard to surprise a mind reader, so I’ll take that as a well-deserved compliment,” he said. He twirled you around, setting you down and placing his hands on your shoulders, pointing you back toward the building. “I can’t wait to start.”

“It’s not finished yet,” you reminded him.

“That’s exactly why I brought you here. There’s still plenty of paperwork to sign and a code of conduct to construct.”

You pouted. “Paperwork?” You wrinkled your nose.

“Hey, you used to love paperwork back in U.A.,” he said.

“Yeah, that was back before I knew better.”

“I might let you lean on your partner for the more boring stuff if we get some coffee.”

“Only if I can get a hot chocolate.”

“Oh darn, and here I was hoping you’d give me your coffee after you tell me how bitter it tastes.” Hitoshi grabbed your hand. “Ready for our next adventure as crimefighters, Kitten?” he asked.

You laughed because of how corny he sounded, but you loved when he was able to relax enough to get a little silly. “I wouldn’t want it any other way.”

[pluralsword]

The custom of Windblade’s gamer girlfriend in Shattered Glass who joins her in becoming a Decepticon, Strongarm, is done! Really enjoyed painting her and glad to have her. We seem to have a bunch of one of a kind so far gal customs lmao, others include IDW1 and IDW2 Arcee, pre-reformat Arcee, Shutter, Aileron from Topspin, weaponizer Greenlight, and Sterling.

ID 1 of 4: An SG Strongarm repaint of Warrior Class Strongarm standing on a windowsill diagonally towards the camera with her right arm raised firing her blaster. She is painted in white, orange, and dark-bluish gray, and her face and hands are pink, her frame is bulky, mostly boxy and sloped, with door wings, and has a kabuto-like helm. End ID.

Adorable... we love this pairing and want it in canon again with gamer gal stuff, SG or no.

ID 2 of 4: previously mentioned SG Strongarm custom on a windowsill hugging and sharing a gaze with Titans Return Windblade, who is curvier, taller, and winged, mostly red and black with some blue trim. End ID.

Obligatory Windblade and her friends photo. :3

ID 3 of 4: on a windowsill next to a potted succulent from left to right in action poses with guns and melee weapons bared: BBM Wheeljack in a crouch, BBM Ironhided aiming a rifle, IDW1 Arcee custom (from Legacy Elita) with swords, Cyberverse deluxe Grimlock aiming a gun, SG Strongarm aiming her gun, TR Windblade holding her sword Stormfall and aiming a blue blaster, Siege Sideswipe with a blaster pistol raised towards the sky, Origins Bumblebee with a hand blaster, T30 Chromia with a shield and halberd, Moonracer with a scoped rifle, and Nautica (WFC Chromia custom) with a wrench and blaster. End ID.

And finally, a photo of our Wreckers collection, forgot to put Wheeljack in this XD

Standing on a trans flag and in front of a scifi polityscape backdrop are seventeen toys of characters from transformers fiction with weapons in hand, Kup eating some energon goodies from his box. From left to right: Moonracer, Legacy Bulkhead, Kingdom Tigatron, PotP Ricochet, Wreckers Springer, Minerva (Fans Hobby Athena), S86 Arcee flexing her pistol holding arm, S86 Kup, Kingdom Ultra Magnus, S86 Hot Rod, 3d print Verity Carlo, IDW1 Arcee, Aileron custom (from TR Topspin) Kingdom Cyclonus, Legacy Skywarp, SG Strongarm, and Classics Rodimus.