~A Letter To a Decepticon~
To think…to think I loved you.
Of course I love you…but…
I don’t know how I feel about you anymore.
I miss those optics that looked into my own.
I miss the way you put an arm around me.
I felt so warm.
I miss how your laugh could light up a room.
I miss how tired you were and how you would nestle into me.
I miss having you beneath me.
I want you back.
But yet I can’t.
As a prime I can’t let my emotions & past effect me and my autobots.
But when I look into those optics and see your face.
I wish to see your smile.
I wish to see that passion you showed me that night.
I wish I could hold you.
I wish…I wish I still loved you.
If you haven’t please read. Spread the word, I personally don’t want kids to be outed when their not ready or they don’t know for sure who they are, this is NOT okay for so many other reasons and this needs to stop.
These will be useful for me and others!
Thank you so much!!
October Prompts 🎃
Word prompts to use for doodling or writing
ruffled hair
apple scent
full of colors
walks in the forest
autumnal
falling leaves
chestnuts
umbrellas
ravens
Oktoberfest
pumpkin spice
cornfields
black cat
spooky
first wine
flying kites
whispers
picking apples
ghosts
sweater weather
acorns
pile of leaves
harvest
fog
Jack-o-lanterns
campfire
witches
samhain
stormy days
seance
trick-or-treat
Hera: Axel, darling we’re all out of chips & dip for tonight! Would you like to come with me to-
Zeus: …Hera.
Hera: …Zeus.
Axel:
“I’m sorry I’m dating, who?!” You say in shock. You just found out your girlfriend was the greek goddess Hera, how? By her ex husband Zeus arriving at your door and threatening you to give her back. This is going to be a long day…
Have yourself a lovely holiday!
If you don’t celebrate the holidays have a grand old day!
All that matters is that your with family and friends (through safe measurements of course) and to celebrate each other’s company!
Striker was someone I had a soft spot for.
Even though he’s kind of a massive douchebag I like his voice, his design and I have some writing ideas on if Striker was ever a good guy.
I doubt he would have a switch up but if he wasn’t a big asshole and dealt through his problems, I think he would be a fun addition to the team!
Also in this AU, where Striker isn’t a dick with issues and is apart of I.M.P, I imagine him living in IMP city in a decent enough apartment but he doesn’t live there all the time, only when he was I.M.P work, otherwise he’s mostly in Wrath, doing work and living there.
Striker would be the opposite of himself in the show, more stable and self assured, still confident but not in the EXTREME WAY. He’s still cool and composed, sure he has problems but he is aware of it and tries his best to deal with it. He’s also kind in a subtle way as he is still kind of scared to be vulnerable and getting too close to people.
He can be a goofball mostly unknowingly but he can make a good quip.
But his problems don’t define him basically. He has his shit together, he’s more like someone who is along for the ride and then being the emotional rollercoaster and I imagine him being the cool chill one that isn’t always there because he’s doing other things but he’ll pop in and do a job.
He’s chill but that doesn’t mean he isn’t still ruthless…it’s more like waiting for the right moment to strike.
He still hates the ARs Goetia but it’s more under the surface and can tolerate working for one and being around them but he really doesn’t want to be there and it’s basically like a ticking time bomb.
He likes Blitzø and Blitzø likes Striker. Professionally and as friends but…maybe there’s more? Mostly on Blitzø’s side of things.
They have this dynamic with each other of just bullying Moxxie, where Blitzø would say something stupid, Moxxie would fight it and say it’s stupid while Striker would say it’s genius and it drive Moxxie up the wall while Blitzø and him laugh away. It is of course professional, they work well together on killing the target and have fun while doing it, they both have respect each other. Striker respects Blitzø for starting his own business, while Blitzø respects Striker for just showing up, being there and seeing the guy as a friend…which can make things complicated.
I imagine Blitzø being drunk out of his mind, showing up at Striker’s door and just…SOBBING. Saying incoherently shit while Striker just stands there like “am I getting a raise?” But as a good pal and co-worker he plops Blitzø on his couch while he makes breakfast. (Yes, he cooks. MY POST MY RULES.)
When Blitzø wakes up, Striker immediately puts up boundaries where yes, he cares about Blitzø and is willing to be friends but wants to keep things professional while also suggesting Blitzø deal with his issues as in the middle of the night he pissed on the couch or something crazy like that. So awkward at first, they end up just being good friends with nothing bad happening…
It’s very much a sister dynamic, like at first he’s all charming like he was in his debut (of course without the bodily harm) but then he and Millie just end up being the semi chill ones as Blitzø is shouting his head off at Moxxie who is near a panic attack, their just good friends who bond over being from Wrath and every now and then spar with each other and it would be a close tie but someone most likely have to intervene as they might actually kill each other.
He treats Moxxie like a little brother, someone to poke fun at and make him insecure a bit but will immediately give advice to him when asked for it and will always have his back, he won’t admit it to Moxxie but he is kind of protective of the guy since he sees Moxxie as less capable then Millie and Blitzø, but he IS IMMEDIATELY proven wrong, Moxxie is capable of things Striker isn’t and he is heavily impressed by that and Moxxie teaches him very important things, like how cool musicals are! (Epic the Musical reference I bet Striker would sing Thunder Bringer under his breath if bored). Just guys being dudes.
Loona doesn’t like him and Striker doesn’t get the whole daughter thing with the whole Hellhounds being lower thing but he just lets her be and is chill with her, he still believes in some kind of hierarchy which will take him awhile to dismantle that mindset especially with him slipping up and calling her “hellhound” instead of Loona, Loona puts him his place which he learns from to just call her Loona and respect her, which he’s doing and she can now bare being around him.
Listen. I ship both Striker and Wally Wackford and I don’t get ENOUGH CONTENT OF THOSE TWO. I am so UPSET THAT THEY REMOVED THAT DELETED SCENE. Just to summarize, there was a scene where Wally was “having the vapours” after Striker sang his song in Harvest Moon and I was so upset that they removed that because 1, more ship content and 2…Idk it would be funny if two of my favourite characters were gay for each other.
I have the head cannon that Striker is ace or at least demisexual and I love the idea that Wally Wackford would come into the office like he did before to sell a product or give something to the I.M.P crew like a delivery, while Blitzø is having some banter with the M&Ms or Loona I imagine Wally Wackford trying to talk to Striker or just give him a free something, gift gifting is how Wally shows his love and Striker is just…confused by the action.
I would love if each time they saw each other Wally would give Striker something and Striker would just have it on him, like if he was given a treat he would eat it or given something unbeatable he would just look at it with curiosity, like a background romance. I don’t want it to be a whole thing just lowkey as Striker isn’t sure about relationships but who can say no to Wally Wackford? Well a lot of people but he worked his way into Striker’s heart.
I imagine him only being in Imp city for work with I.M.P otherwise he’s wondering around Wrath doing other work…I have a lot more ideas like his backstory I have in mind but I feel like I should save that for another post.
I just love Striker. It would be cool if this was possible but from what I can see…NAH.
“Why?…Why do you want this?”
“Because, I want to know love. I want to know pain. I want to know happiness. I want to know what it’s like to live instead of being a tool, only pulled out when needed I don’t want to be needed. I want to be wanted. I want to be loved, I want to know how it feels, I want to live. Please.”
“But you won’t be able to-“
“I know. I won’t be useful anymore but that’s what I want. I want to be useless so no one…no one can ever use me again.”
“…”
“Please, even if it ends me I want to know what it’s like to feel. I want to feel something.”
“…as you wish.”
You are a demon. Most people contact you to sell you their soul in exchange for fantastic powers. Today you were summoned by an AI that wants to sell you their fantastic power for a soul.
TRAVEL LOG: 058
DATE UNKNOWN: GALAXY UNKNOWN:
CAPTAIN OF CRUMBLEWAY: VESPER TAYLIN
BOTH SHIP, CAPTAIN AND CREW: MISSING.
PLAYING RECORDING…
//Noises of screaming, wreckage and what seems to be a undocumented creature screech can be heard throughout this recording//
I don’t- I don’t have much time.
I don’t know where we are, where we went and how we even got here but I can describe…THIS…
This creatures takes the form of you.
This creature no matter dog, cat, human or even another alien species it will take your place and be you and it will EAT YOU.
IT ATE CASSIAN, KENYA AND CLOVE, IT TORE UP OUR REACTOR, THIS SHIP MAY EXPLODE I’M UNSURE!
ALL I KNOW IS THAT PLEASE DON’T GO TO A BLUE PURPLE PLANET WHOSE CLOUDS WHICH ARE AS RED AS BLOOD. IT WILL FIND YOU AND IT WILL EAT YOU OR…Worse.
This thing is strong, but also smart…it took…it took Amber’s face and pretended it was her and then…PLEASE.
HEED MY WARNING. FORGET ABOUT ME, THE SHIP, THE RESOURCES BUT DON’T EVER FORGET THE LEGACY OF MY CREW!
DON’T COME HERE PLEASE! PLEA-
//Screams can be heard and blaring of alarms//
“…Hello?”
//The recording abruptly cuts off, static can be heard afterwards//
END OF RECORDING…
A young woman could be heard at the end of the recording, it was later identified to be 19 year old, Amber Danae Taylin, Child of Vesper Ryker Taylin who is proclaimed dead.
Crew that suspect to be alive consist of-
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Cassidy Chip Conahay (Age: 24, Status: Unknown)
Robin Stellis Cresswell (Age: 25, Status: Unknown)
Billie Gaz Fenlen (Age: 36, Status: Unknown)
Loreleli Belle Sutherland (Age: 29, Status: Unknown)
Snoopy the Astrodog (Breed: Mutt, Age: 5 (36-66 in Dog Years) Status: Unknown)
and Ship, Codenamed “CRUMBLEWAY” and a important mineral called “Vesparis” is proclaimed missing.
Crew proclaimed Dead consist of-
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Cassian Clyde Conahay (Age: 27, status: DEAD)
Kenya Glade Abbot (Age: 27, Status: DEAD)
Clove Marrium Heymower (Age: 78, Status: DEAD)
Amber Danae Taylin (Age: 19, Status: DEAD)
Captain Vesper Ryker Taylin (Age: 56, Status: DEAD)
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Known so far:
The crew was tasked to collect more of the mineral known as “Vesparis” a blue crystal that can give energy to an entire planet by only using a crystal the size of a pea.
The collecting of “Vesparis” was done at a Planet known as “Cessandris”, close to our galaxy known as the Metroway.
But due to faulty conditions of the ship they landed on a unknown planet, now described to be a planet of- “BLUE PURPLE PLANET WHOSE CLOUDS WHICH ARE AS RED AS BLOOD.”
They were stuck in this planet for 8.286 weeks and during this time ASO has sent out multiple searcher ships to look for the lost crew.
The Ardonis Space Organization barely picked up much of Captain Taylin’s space logs due to how isolated this planet was from any space organization ruled planet. Only three were recovered.
Space Log 001.
Space Log 039.
Space Log 058.
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The Final Log before the ASO found out it was too late for five of “CRUMBLEWAY”’s crew to be rescued.
Star Commander, Lee Jupiter Taylin has commanded that a small team now known as “Team Rogue” would research, study and investigate what happened to the crew of “CRUMBLEWAY” and see if the lost crew are still alive and can be able to return back home and found dead crew members and return them back home to get a proper burial.
Most notably, to find out who or what has done this.
Much is too be done. As of right now, “Team Rogue” is starting recover more of Captain Taylin’s space logs, two more are almost complete and the creature heard during space log, 058 is being researched.
The Planet known simply as “Rogue” is yet to be discovered but when it does, Star Commanders, Soleil Edna Hatton, Mark Zeke Bondnavist, Hayden Fitzroy Sutherland and Lee Jupiter Taylin gave the command to recover what was lost and to kill whatever has done this.
END OF LOG..
Spaceships have been disappearing in deep space for unknown reasons. One day the log of one lost ship is found.
I look at my once beautiful garden. All the flower beds, every pot and every living breathing thing here is either in great pain or in...not so nice positions.
Positions that would be hard for a plant to grow that is.
After the hectic storm that plagued me all night and day it finally went away...but at what cost?
There’s a lot of work to be done to make my garden awake and stable once again.
So what do I do? I walk towards a large oaky tree that is in the middle of my shambled like garden, sit down on the wet soggy grass and close my eyes and...sleep.
Though my mind is tired I must check the body. The Machine. It’s heavier then usual and hard to move around when I’m in this state of mind, but for now I must do what I can with what I have.
When I get home I’m definitely gonna take a nap...and fix my wonderful garden.
I was watching some clips of Ducktales, as you do, when I stumbled on Storkules? (I think that’s how u spell it) being overly sweet and clingy to our boy, Donald.
LIKE- HE LEGIT SAID “What of mY DONALD?!” When the world was ending in season 2 and he legit CARESSED DONALD when him and Huey and Louie and Scrooge were stuck on an island.
(I forgot to add that the bro legit was always so supportive and proud every time Donald did something, like get u a man like that-)
LIKE THIS IS KINDA CUTE- and maybe low key annoying, like I don’t like clingy people but Storkules is giving off “Golden Retriever” vibes. Where yeah it’s annoying, but they don’t mean too. Sides you cannot get mad at that face- LOOK AT DEM!
Certain sounds echoed in my mind.
Walking on stone, the lighting of a torch and the familiar hiss of a creeper…creeping behind me.
Then I remember shouting, I ran…I ran as fast as I could, my legs taking me…somewhere, I dropped my journal but there was no time as an arrow whisked right past me and stuck onto the cave wall.
My legs took me to a cliff, I screamed as I plummeted and then-
“AHHH-“ I gasped, I couldn’t breath…I started to cough and slowly gain back my lost breath.
My mind still spins but I quickly realize it was a nightmare. A nightmare reliving the past.
I looked around my room. Door on my left, balcony on my right, a picture of Donkey Kong dead ahead. My room was spacious and well decorated…this place I built with my own hands.
My head still hurts…I think I need to go outside.
I push my blanket aside and let my feet touch the cold wooden floor, I shiver but I slug my way to the balcony doors, I open only one of the doors and I’m immediately met with the cold breeze. My eyes shot open as I see the beauty around me…
The oak forests on the left look beautiful in the moonlight and the ocean on the right glistens like diamonds in a mineshaft.
I took a deep breath. This is my eden.
I close the door behind me as I let the breeze tickle my beard, I let it make me feel so cold yet so warm. I felt safe…at home.
As I looked up to the moon, as the intrusive thought invade my mind and as I fight them off I hear soft footsteps and a little knock at my door.
I turn my gaze to see a little shadow peeking through the window.
There with big olde violet eyes, looking at me with the same look my wolf would give me would I had steak in my hand.
“Steve? Is that you my boy?”
The little shadow emerges from the shadows and into the light where I can see my boy with his shaggy hair, PJ’s and stuffed sheep clutched to his chest.
I open the door to the balcony, he hesitantly steps into the moonlight.
“What’s wrong my son?”
Steve says nothing as he waddles towards me and looks to me…I notice his violet eyes are on near tears. A nightmare…
“Come here my child.” I pick up my little guy and hold him close as he and I look over our eden. He nestles into my chest and I rub his back.
“It’s okay Stevie…I’m here. I’ll always be here.”
Muttering those words again and again as I look at my boy. Oh Steve…I wish I was there with you again but due to my arrogance…I am lost.
If you find this…know that I will always love you and to please. Find the journal I left behind in mine where it all began.
I’m sorry my son.
Sincerely, your father, Notch.