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When you’re supposed to be home alone, but then the battle music comes on.
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Do not forget
That Optimus would want you to fight not only for what is right but for those who cannot.
Megatron would want you to unforgivably be yourself and do not be afraid to put others in their place when they dare question you for who you are. 
Ratchet would want you to strive for everything. To be a relentless force in helping others.
Starscream would tell you to put on your highest heels and walk. Strut. Fucking crawl if you have to. And hold your head up darling. The crown cannot fall. What others think does not matter.
Jazz would want you to be good to not only yourself but for who you are about to become. Put on you battle music and blare it though your headphones and walk out into this world and take whatever comes at you. Because If you can’t do it with style don’t bother doing it.
Soundwave would tell you to be loyal to who you are. To who you care about. Being two faced only gets you so far. Fuck anyone who thinks your way of thinking or your way of simply being is scary. If you have those few who truly care don’t every let them go.
Prowl would want you to stop and think. To analyze. Who wants to make their next move half blind and unable to walk. Think about what you are going to do and make it work better.
Knockout would make you take care of yourself. You can only get so far without those steal-belted radials.  So put on your war paint and battle amour and show that fuck what he/she missed and will never get back.
Rung will tell you to slow down. Think about what makes you feel better. Let time come and fix what you have missed. Don’t stress yourself over the little things.
Cyclonus may not tell you much but he will show you how to forgive yourself. How to strive to be a better you. Maybe getting yourself a good friend or companion who will help you see yourself for who you really are.
AN: This is all unedited. The first bots and cons that I could name off of the top of my head. A spur of the moment thing you know? I don’t know if I will ever do this again with different bots or cons. It’s up to you though. Would any of you like to see more? 
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Prince Philip is the most badass prince EVER. And here's why.
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Okay, so he’s got a girly face, and he wears tights and some high boots. Sure.
But check out that noble steed. That’s one ready-to-kick-ass-and-take-names steed.
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While other princesses just run away and leave nothing, Philip gets AN INVITE TO HER HOUSE. He gets a song, a dance, and a first date.
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He comes home, just to tell his dad he’s not going to marry the princess because he’s in love.
No. Other. Reason. He rides in and is just like, “I met the girl I’m going to marry. Now I’ve got a birthday party to be at. Bye Dad.”
Now how much do you think his dad weighs? That short fat little man? Probably pretty heavy.Not a problem for Prince Philip.
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And then he gets jumped by goblins, both hands tied behind his back
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But that’s not enough to stop Prince Philip.Oh no.
He breaks his hands free and starts chucking goblins.
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Look at that face. That face. The “BITCH JUST YOU WAIT” face. He may be tied down by a dozen goblins but he’s not gonna take no shit from this witch.
In fact, he’s so strong, she ends up keeping him chained to the wall, but he still fights back.
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Now when he finally does get free–
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He’s ready to go into battle UNARMED. He don’t need no shield or sword, he’s going to go punch Maleficent’s face in with his fist. If Flora didn’t stop him, he probably would have, too.
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Backed up against a cliff edge, nowhere to go. Fighting off goblins. But there’s so many and just one Philip.
NBD I’LL JUST JUMP AND SLIDE DOWN THE ROCK PILE IN MY SKIN-TIGHT TIGHTS.
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Gate closing?
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who gives a fuck? certainly not prince philip.
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Lighting hitting rocks around me?
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NBD BRO
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Giant forest of thorns?
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Bitch, get out of my way. I’ve got a princess to save.
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Giant dragon of hell?
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CHARGE HEAD ON.
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Fire? Dragon? Burning dry twigs? No. Fucking. Problem.
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Just smack that bitch on the nose.
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Sheer cliff face? Fire burning behind me? Back to a wall?
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Calm down guys, I got this.
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I’LL JUST FUCKING SCALE IT ONE-HANDED.
And fight the bloody beast from 500 feet high, with literally nothing to save me if I fall.
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Lose the shield off the cliff?
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JUST STAND THERE AND SMILE ‘CAUSE I’VE GOT A FUCKING MAGIC SWORD THAT’S GOING THROUGH YOUR HEART BITCH.
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Just chuck it. Straight through.
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Then jump out of the way…
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And survive. That’s what happens to bitches who mess with the woman I love.
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Get the horse.
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Get the girl.
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EXPLAIN NOTHING.
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that’s how he EARNED his happily ever after.
Srsly. The most bad. ass. prince. disney ever wrote.
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Helion Headcanon:
Contrary to what Rhys believes, Helion actually knows damn well that Lucien is his son. He has no heart to claim him, knowing it could prompt Beron to harm or even kill the Lady of Autumn.
When she finally leaves Beron or he is killed by Eris (more likely), Lucien will come home to the Townhouse to find Helion in the dining room decked out in everything “World’s Greatest Dad” (hat, shirt, mug, tattoo, even a banner behind him) and he will very seriously say “Lucien, we need to talk.”
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Sophie Turner in Sucker (2019)
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Charlemagne’s coronation, Circa. 728
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A sword that screams whenever you swing it, and the volume is directly tied with how fast its swung
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You don’t want to be rich. You want to live freely.
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every girl loves Rhysand
Feyre: *kinda in love with Tamlin* *sees Rhys* o m g most handsome and beautiful male ever
Aelin: *mated, wed, in love with Rowan* *almost dying* *sees Rhys for 0.00001s* OH F*** I‘M TOO FA— oh he‘s cute hi
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I’m making bread
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Ok just cause I’m still salty and this needs to be said: just because your story is a bit predictable doesn’t mean it’s bad. sometimes that just means that your story makes sense. if nothing in your story is predictable then you have crossed the line from “keeping viewers on their toes” to “nonsensical nightmare that doesn’t deliver on any front”
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if you’re reading this
a lump sum of money is on the way to you
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“Getting” yourself to write
Yesterday, I was trawling iTunes for a decent podcast about writing. After a while, I gave up, because 90% of them talked incessantly about “self-discipline,” “making writing a habit,” “getting your butt in the chair,” “getting yourself to write.” To me, that’s six flavors of fucked up.
Okay, yes—I see why we might want to “make writing a habit.” If we want to finish anything, we’ll have to write at least semi-regularly. In practical terms, I get it.
But maybe before we force our butts into chairs, we should ask why it’s so hard to “get” ourselves to write. We aren’t deranged; our brains say “I don’t want to do this” for a reason. We should take that reason seriously.
Most of us resist writing because it hurts and it’s hard. Well, you say, writing isn’t supposed to be easy—but there’s hard, and then there’s hard. For many of us, sitting down to write feels like being asked to solve a problem that is both urgent and unsolvable—“I have to, but it’s impossible, but I have to, but it’s impossible.” It feels fucking awful, so naturally we avoid it.
We can’t “make writing a habit,” then, until we make it less painful. Something we don’t just “get” ourselves to do.
The “make writing a habit” people are trying to do that, in their way. If you do something regularly, the theory goes, you stop dreading it with such special intensity because it just becomes a thing you do. But my god, if you’re still in that “dreading it” phase and someone tells you to “make writing a habit,” that sounds horrible.
So many of us already dismiss our own pain constantly. If we turn writing into another occasion for mute suffering, for numb and joyless endurance, we 1) will not write more, and 2) should not write more, because we should not intentionally hurt ourselves.
Seriously. If you want to write more, don’t ask, “how can I make myself write?” Ask, “why is writing so painful for me and how can I ease that pain?” Show some compassion for yourself. Forgive yourself for not being the person you wish you were and treat the person you are with some basic decency. Give yourself a fucking break for avoiding a thing that makes you feel awful.
Daniel José Older, in my favorite article on writing ever, has this to say to the people who admonish writers to write every day:
Here’s what stops more people from writing than anything else: shame. That creeping, nagging sense of ‘should be,’ ‘should have been,’ and ‘if only I had…’ Shame lives in the body, it clenches our muscles when we sit at the keyboard, takes up valuable mental space with useless, repetitive conversations. Shame, and the resulting paralysis, are what happen when the whole world drills into you that you should be writing every day and you’re not.
The antidote, he says, is to treat yourself kindly:
For me, writing always begins with self-forgiveness. I don’t sit down and rush headlong into the blank page. I make coffee. I put on a song I like. I drink the coffee, listen to the song. I don’t write. Beginning with forgiveness revolutionizes the writing process, returns its being to a journey of creativity rather than an exercise in self-flagellation. I forgive myself for not sitting down to write sooner, for taking yesterday off, for living my life. That shame? I release it. My body unclenches; a new lightness takes over once that burden has floated off. There is room, now, for story, idea, life.
Writing has the potential to bring us so much joy. Why else would we want to do it? But first we’ve got to unlearn the pain and dread and anxiety and shame attached to writing—not just so we can write more, but for our own sakes! Forget “making writing a habit”—how about “being less miserable”? That’s a worthy goal too!
Luckily, there are ways to do this. But before I get into them, please absorb this lesson: if you want to write, start by valuing your own well-being. Start by forgiving yourself. And listen to yourself when something hurts.
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