Tag: Anonymous

Return to me, Megatron. You cannot escape my thrall forever! Ş̩͓Ṷ̹̙͍͕ͅBM̜͞I̴̻̠͚̠̪ͅT̟̜ ̛̙͓̭̩A̜͉̟̗̗̹ͅN̫̝̣͎̞̙D̛̲̘͚ ̖̝̳̘̲̞͚R̵̤̪̺EV̻̕I̪̠̟̺V͎̯E̵ ́M̮E̘̭̗̼ͅ ͙̭̝̩̥̠W̫͓̮̰ḬT̪H̢͈̭̱̟͈͖ ̺͖̝̲͈̱ͅT͍̠H̪͈̟͙͉E̲̘̼̺ ̯͍͖DA͏̳R̯̝̗͕̗K̞͈̝̪ͅ ̦̗͇̱̠E̞̞͖͔N̛̝̹̲͙͔̗ER̸̜G͘O̠̠̰̬N̴̬̹̣̟̟ ̨̮͚̗Y̴̝͕͚͕̰OÚ͙̯̠̰̤̥ ̩͉̝S̴̠ͅŢ̟̪̦̰̰̝̦O͠L͠E͙ ̹̻͕̜̳͍̙F͜ͅR̵̳̜͕̯̠ͅO̙͇̗̞̞̱̞͡M̥̭̬̀ ̖͎͍͚̟̙M̯E

He feels the pull again. The voice, the ache in his helm and his chest. It’s blessedly faint today, but it’s there. His frame and optics glow their unnatural purple and Megatron does his best to distract himself with anything that isn’t remotely related to Unicron. It only half-works.

A decision is made.

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💘: how does my muse act/react when they first realize that they had a crush on somebody?

The first thing he does is shove it deep, deep down where no one can find it.

For most of his life, he was constantly reminded that getting attached deeply to someone was dangerous. In the mines, in the arena, as a revolutionary, in a war- anyone around you could die at any moment. Or worse, as time went on, it became harder to tell who could even be trusted with intel, let alone his spark. The disaster with Orion didn’t help.

Even if someone might be worth the risk, if they might be a perfect companion for him, starting a relationship with the leader of a volatile faction would paint a target on their back. Anything that happened to them would be because someone was trying to hurt him. If he had feelings for that person, the worst thing he could do was admit it.

Now that things have calmed down, there isn’t nearly as much danger, but old habits die hard. Feelings of attraction still pop up as red flags for Megatron, so he ignores it for as long as he possibly can. In most cases, he eventually forgets those feelings.