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jackiewinters · 20 days

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“May Hera watch over you, my little sun and stars…”

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jackiewinters · 3 months

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Just realized that the reason I love making friends on tumblr is because it’s exactly how you make friends on the playground as a six year old. No, I don’t know their name but they love mermaids too and built this awesome sand castle. No, I don’t know their age but their imaginary cheetah is friends with mine. You like this show? You like this character?? You can sing the theme song really loud??? Here is a flower crown. Here is a juice box. You can share my time and I might never see you again but part of you stays in my soul forever. In my mind we’re still on the swing set and the sky is blue and nothing will ever be wrong again.

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jackiewinters · 3 months

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[Winx] come get your glitter girlies ✨

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jackiewinters · 3 months

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This sounds stupid but

I have platonic crushes?? On characters like Pardon my Aromantic/Asexual , but I like characters, a lot But not in the ' please smooch me/ruin me' way

More in the 'I want to be your friend and go on adventures with you!! I wanna cuddle and watch movies with you!!'

Like!! Normalize!! Platonic love of characters!!

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jackiewinters · 4 months

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Starting yet another post of angst today because this was on the backburner a while but

As I'm sure everyone's read my previous post of OP's Perma-Tear tracks on his face.

Well, I wanted to talk about Megatron today.

In the lore of TFP/Aligned, we see just how much anger and rage he has built up, and with how his frame is cracked, you would see immediately, as if it was battle damage right?

Well, I would like to state it to also be tear tracks.

Tears of rage, betrayal, anger and grief, to contrast the tears of sorrow, of sadness and melancholy that mark OP's face.

Because when you are wholly unrighteously angry, you do start to cry, I know I have in the past when pissed off to my breaking point.

And we even see, when he was just Megatronus, friend of Orion, he did not have those scars, those tears of rage.

[Got my Artbook out for this image specifically]

This warrior of Kaon, gladiator , warlord too walks with the scarred remnants of rageful tears on his face, as if they were scars of battle, that he makes no effort to hide.

The tears of a victim from an unjust system, of someone pushed too far to the point of madness blinded by a near uncurbed wrath.

And you see them marked a bit further, when noting his transformation by Unicron too, how more lines on his face look like dried tears.

Tears of sacrifice, that gave everything, and lost it all. Gained nothing but pain in the end, too blinded by anger and pride to find the solution before him all along.

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jackiewinters · 4 months

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Something like this would be so colossally helpful. I'm sick and tired of trying to research specific clothing from any given culture and being met with either racist stereotypical costumes worn by yt people or ai generated garbage nonsense, and trying to be hyper specific with searches yields fuck all. Like I generally just cannot trust the legitimacy of most search results at this point. It's extremely frustrating. If there are good resources for this then they're buried deep under all the other bullshit, and idk where to start looking.

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jackiewinters · 5 months

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It's my 10 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

oh lord almighty ibe been in this hell too long--

#10 year tumblrversary #tumblr milestone

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jackiewinters · 5 months

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i was supposed to go to bed an hour ago dont tell my mom

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jackiewinters · 5 months

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one taught me love

one taught me patience

one taught me pain

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jackiewinters · 6 months

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EARTH 101: MANUAL MASTERLIST

A guide of how to blend in on the 'Blue Planet' known as Earth, established by both Cybertronian and native Terrans known as 'humans', so that both Autobot and Decepticon alike can know what to expect when coming to Earth, and how to blend in, as well as understand the inevitable 'culture shock' of such a vastly changing and ever evolving planet that is Earth.

Introduction

Ch 1: Planet Earth

Ch 2: Earth Weather

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jackiewinters · 6 months

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TF OC - Anthea Santos

Alright fair warning ⚠️ THIS IS SET IN NO FIXED CANON, JUST A MISH MASH OF MY OWN IDEAS AND LIKES ⚠️ And as usual, blame @piltover-sharpshooter for like, most of this BS With that, I present my word vomit below

Born to Camila Santos and Samuel Arroyo, Anthea was raised solely by her mother after her father walked out on both his then girlfriend and newborn, citing that he never had signed up for this and subsequently abandoned both.

With just her baby girl and herself, 21 yr old Camila would throw herself into her work as an engineer , specifically a mechanical engineer working at a car factory at the time.

Though things were hard at first through the years, Anthea and her mother spent their days cooking, dancing, and sometimes taking apart their broken lawnmower to make it into the neighborhood's fastest go-kart. It was her mother's skills with machinery that would spark her interest in the subject altogether, as from early as elementary school, Anthea would start to learn how to make small robots and the like. From a young age, Anthea also had a fear of the dark, which was curbed by her mother's creation of a special nightlight that projected the stars for her at night.

When the beings known as Cybertronians, also called Transformers by the majority of the human population due to their nature, Anthea's curiosity only grew, as she was only about 7-8 years old when they had been revealed.

She wanted to learn more of what was out there, to soar among the stars, or even help future travelers going and coming from space. So, in subsequent years, Anthea threw herself into her studies, science, robotics, engineering, coding, and even subjects like astronomy [and a bit of astrology for good measure]. Accepted into a fantastic robotics program at 18, Anthea would have been right on track to her goal.

But such studies cam to a screeching halt the day a battle broke out between both Autobot and Decepticons in the city, where Anthea had been studying. At the time , Anthea had been attending an event at her college stadium, where unbeknownst to many, Energon had been stashed by rogue 'Cons.

Unfortunately, as many fled or sought shelter, Anthea found herself in the proximity of the ensuing Energon explosion caused by the battle. This explosion would leave her pinned under debris, her legs trapped and pierced by concrete and metal, bone and muscles severed beyond repair.

Unknown to her, the liquid around her that had pooled and flooded the area she was trapped in was liquid Energon, and had poured into her open wounds.

Call it an act of mercy, a freak accident or sheer luck, she would survive the ordeal in the end, but lose her legs.

She would take a year off entirely from school, rehabilitating with her mom, and going to phys therapy to get back to where she used to be. Call it anger, spite, pettiness, she felt a drive to walk again, but not just to walk on simple prosthetics like the ones doctors had suggested her.

It took some convincing her mother, but paying a hefty sum, they got their hands on scrap metal from the Cybertronian battle and crash sites, and it took a year of working on them to create the prosthetics that Anthea currently walks on.

Working as a mechanic most days, Anthea spends some her free time at scavenge sits, refurbishing Cybertron tech of minor flaws and minor dangers to sell or use with her cybernetics.

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jackiewinters · 7 months

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