Okay So We Have Stealth Bomber Megatron’s Kid Working At A bank 

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Inspired by the debate on twitter if ES Optimus was ugly or not lmao

Gettin back to titanomachy, finally updated Dino mode and worked out all kinks to the transformation :)

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Noice

There, calling this one done. And no, I most certainly did not watch enough Zone of the Enders or anything…

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what's my age again

Screamer

I spit my tea out watching this

It’s Reggie

Part 7🥀🩶

Only 3 more to go!!

Existing without her was… excruciating. Every breem that crept by brought with it little reminders that she wasn’t here any longer, and the blade in her spark twisted anew. She wondered if there would ever come a time when it didn’t hurt anymore… and then wondered if that was something she even wanted. That would mean that she’d forgotten… healed. She didn’t quite deserve that.

She’d been under near constant surveillance since they’d found her comatose in that room, whimpering and unresponsive. It had not taken them long to figure out the cause of her state, which had prompted a long-winded lecture about following rules, along with the promise that she would be punished in the event that she acted out again.

Not that she truly needed supervision. She was all but a husk now, completing her duties listlessly, still wading through the shock and grief of her loss. She hardly registered anything, moving more out of habit than actual obedience. Tonight she was serving in the lounge again, the room yet another reminder. The last place she had seen her Shining Star.

A servo flagged her down, and she moved soundlessly to the table, filling the first cup.

“I told you he was dangerous… I told all of them! We should have sent someone to take him out during recharge… and now the whole fraggin’ planet’s in an uproar!”

“Another attack, this one in Praxus.”

“Primus… they’re getting closer all the time.”

She couldn’t help but overhear their conversation, gratification coiling through her at their obvious distress. She had never liked members of the Elite Guard before, their mannerisms and predisposition to violence making them the least enjoyable patrons… now she had even more reason to detest them. She moved around the table, filling as she went, her digits tightening around the handle of the carafe as she resisted the urge to spit in it.

“As if that wasn’t bad enough, they’ve taken full control of Kaon. Not having access to those forges is going to severely reduce our flow of resources. It’s only a matter of time before they come here. The Council needs to move fast if we have any hope of squashing this movement. We need to mobilize immediately.”

“He’s a miner… a miner! It’s embarrassing that he’s been allowed to get this far. I say we bring this fight to his doorstep and wipe out every lowly bot in that Primus-foresaken place. Throw them all into the smelting pits.”

It was strange, feeling anything other than the sorrow… in a way it was a relief. A distraction. Deep inside her aching chassis, the seeds of resentment she had once fostered for the higher castes blossomed into hate.

“Yeah, well… good luck pitching that to Alpha Trion. He’s still insistent we can resolve this through the Prime initiative. Fool. Megatron wants no part in peacekeeping. He’s out for energon.”

‘I hope he eviscerates all of you,’ she thought to herself, moving away from them and back into the corner.

Hearing word of the uprising was strange, the news filling her with a grim satisfaction while simultaneously fueling her pain. To know there truly had been a future out there for her and her lover was as infuriating as it was heartbreaking. They had been so close… what a cruel, cruel joke.

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