I Was Watching Some Clips Of Ducktales, As You Do, When I Stumbled On Storkules? (I Think That’s How

~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.

…Bro…

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I hope you have a wonderful day and stay proud! I can tell that these knights have your back!

The happy chemicals are flowing through me this is just so cute and adorable and amazing!!

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While everyone is probably one upping one another I thought I would share this!

Sure I do overthink while I drift off to sleep but then I at least think of one silly thing or one happy thing that brings me a smile!

It can be a cute dog! Me petting and adopting said dog, playing with that dog or something like being surprised with a cat that was sitting on my doorstep! What would I do with that said cat?

Or I think of things I’m in love with! Like Video Games, Writing, Art! Things that bring me a smile...or I think of something dumb like-

THEN I WOULD BE LAUGHING MYSELF SLEEP-

All I’m saying is think of one thing that makes you smile!

Overthinking yourself to sleep is the adult version of bedtime story

“So I know how this looks but hear me out I- wait wtf…WTF-“

Me: holding my neon blue wolf suit.

“Okay….so….I know how this looks bUT HEAR ME OUT-“

You’re secretly a werewolf, with so much control over your were-form you’re basically just yourself. You’ve grown so close to your roommate that you decide it’s safe to transform in front of them. You expect shock, horror. Instead, they whip out a fursuit.

“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.

What a gorgeous day!

The sun shining ever so brightly! The birds chirping their sweet songs! The trees ever so delicately sway with the wind!

How the wind blows hard making the sea wave to unexpected victims. How the waves force the victims to stay with them. Dragging them down into the dept of the sea.

How their bodies go limp as the waters of the salty sea invade their systems, making it hard for them to cry out for help.

How their bodies touch the soft sands of the ocean shore. Hearing ever so faintly the screams of their loved ones.

How their lives never lived up to their expectations, how long they wanted to live. How many dreams and ideas they could’ve made. Wasted.

Wasted potential. “A tragedy” their loved ones would say as they look upon a dead corpse that once laid life. Wonderful life..

All because they wanted to enjoy the warm sands, the crystal waves and the sun as it sets.

What a gorgeous day.

Tales From The Stinky Dragon: Brink’s on the brink of…lOvE?

Brink always felt that he was different.

The day he found his magical abilities & was able to choose a familiar, he chose a snake over a normal familiar like a bird or a cat. He liked snakes…he related to them in a way, but when other magic users bullied him for just choosing a snake…Brink knew that he would never be able fully be one with himself and his weird…quirks.

Until he met Kyborg.

At first he was like every other loser Brink met, some bozo who dared challenged him and got his butt kicked as per usual but overtime…especially in Ürbloom that’s when his feelings for Kyborg began to feel…complicated.

He hated being around the elf & his dumb party, thinking them nitwits and the fighter (maybe the party too Brink didn’t pay no mind to them too much) made it known that they hated being around Brink too but…that somewhat changed when Brink spent time with Bart, Mud, GumGum & even Kyborg…the more he saw how…fun they were.

How unapologetic.

How messy.

How odd.

Or just how plain old dumb they were…they did it all with a smile.

Especially Kyborg…when Brink saw Kyborg smile at Mud after a failed attempt backflip, something in Brink’s heart just…fluttered.

At first he brushed it off as a mere attraction at the elves smile but the more he saw Kyborg express more then disgust…the more Brink fell for Kyborg smarminess…his confident personality…and that smile…oh that dazzling smile…it wasn’t because he had the smile of the gods oh heavens no Kyborg lived in a damn forest half his life but…the smile was HIS smile…so warm, so genuine so…

“NO! Trash can made it obvious…that-“ Brink paused and let his mind whirl a bit, his hand over his heart…Kyborg, when given the chance to smack down Brink with comebacks, he would absolutely take it in a heart beat which didn’t bother Brink, he liked it when his suitors had fire & vigour but when Kyborg brought up how Hannibal was captured. It brought Brink to tears…

He loved Hannibal. How could Kyborg do this to him, his…oh right…He only sees him as a rival.

Someone to chew on and spit out…

Someone to insult and to never love like how Kyborg lOVes & begs for Mud to smack his divine booty…Brink wondered…if he could ever smack Kyborg & his butt like how Mud does that with everyone in their party..?

Oh well….Brink chalked up his feelings as a mere crush waiting to die out but…at least he could enjoy it as much as he could~

“Yeah I know…but within those two years you kept trying to kill me.”

“I mean YEAH! That’s the gig of being a bad guy, Darlin!”

“AYE! You ain’t there yet bud! You didn’t even ask me out!”

“…so…want to go out for dinner tonight?”

“I-I wow-“

“Smooth, ain’t i? Wait why do have a gUN-“

“did you not see i was flirting with you? at all?!”

“to be fair, you are very hard to read,”

“it’s been two years!”

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