fic

i wrote a thing. you can read it. idk. Late night 637ish word doodle-but-in-writing of optimus being sad and homesick but in the 'we all lost the war and i still have to keep doing things' kind of giving up but keeping going way

https://href.li/?https://archiveofourown.org/works/34249222
here

listen i wrote it in like twenty minutes at 5am while being Feeling Very Bad so you cannot expect much okay?

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Read the Mystery Flesh Pit fic. Really good fic. Not... disturbing, not what i was hoping to get out of it at all. But a hell of a story.

I don't know if it's possible for me to feel "disturbed" by reading things any more. I might've overdone that one and run out. I'll be kind of upset if that's the case, though.

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tumblr kinksters annoy me to death

why does everyone want to be like "my kinks are cool but if i dont like your kinks ~no one likes that~" like. can you all fucking chill

love when you get cnc and vore and piss kinksters like "ewwww, no one wants to see [one of those three]" about the one they dont like. like cmon now. grow up

sides it wouldnt be a *kink* if no one liked it, would it now? like a kink with a name?