Do you animate by any chance, because *looks at the absolute state of Dracula adaptations* *opens wallet*
I have animated a little! I want to practice at it more. Gotta get a better program and also figure out how to do animatics cuz yeah if I had the time and money I would 1000% hammer out a decent Dracula adaptation.
On that note, I actually do have a small little vampire based animation I did last year!
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Please Listen
Little story for @pastelpaperplanes Thorns and Thrones Au(based on some of the sadder art hehe)
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“Orion, please, look at me, please, listen…” Megatron spoke softly, a gentle servo raised to cup the young knight’s cheek, only for Orion to pull away harshly. Refusing to meet Megatron’s optics. It broke the larger mech’s spark, he just wanted Orion to look at him, he wouldn't care if Orion was angry, he had every right, but this hurt more.
“Why should I? Give me one good reason Megatronus- I mean Lord Megatron.” The way Orion said his name, ‘Lord Megatron’, Megatron could feel the venom dripping from those words, the betrayal and distrust. He found himself lucky to be near the young knight. “Just, leave me. I realized now you were just using me, you never cared, just trying to get me to let my guard down! I-I even thought I was i-in..” Orion couldn’t even finish his words, so full of sparkbreak, the tears streaming down his soft face. He was caught off guard as his chin was lifted and he looked up at Megatron. The large mech gently wiped away the tears.
“Dearspark, please listen, I would never lie to you about how I felt. Every word I said to you was never a lie, yes, I lied about who I was, but not to hurt you. But I am still the mech you have traveled with for so long, please, don't let this end us. I’d never use you, never take advantage of you, I'd protect you with my very life!” Megatron pleaded, his servos now going to hold Orion’s as he got on one knee and held Orion’s servos to his spark. “My spark beats for you my dearest, always and forever.
Orion couldn't help his tears as he looked down at Megatron, his optics glossed over by tears. His lip quivered as he leaned forwards and pressed his forehelm to Megatron’s as the mech took Orion into his arms and held him close.
“I-I thought I loved you… I-I was so wrong… w-why does this hurt so much..?” Orion asked between sobs as he moved to press his face to Megatron’s chassis, held in protective and safe arms, it hurt so much, all of this.
Megatron had no words and just gently kissed Orion’s helm, rubbing his back soothingly and promised to Primus he’d get that allspark, if not himself for his love, he didn’t want the mech he cherished to hate him. But he’d rather that than anything else. He needed Orion happy.
“Orion, look at me please.” Megatron spoke softly, and finally, Orion looked at Megatron, no help required. “We will get the allspark and you will finish your quest. You being happy is what matters to me. I am not the same mech I once was because of you. You made me a better mech, and I just want to see you smile again, so please, listen to me and let me help you.” Megatron said softly.
Orion was quiet before looking away, his audial fins back as he bit his lip slightly. He then moved out of Megatron’s arms and got up, running his hands over his own arms and shifting away.
“You help me get the allspark, then you leave me alone for the rest of your life, don’t come near me.” Orion then spoke gathering his things, grabbing the map and his sword. He’d never trust Megatron fully again.
Megatron only nodded as he got up and when he tried to touch his little knight, the meg slapped his hand away. He was still upset.
“And NO more touching me!” Orion snapped before he started to walk along the path they had in front of them.
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Not that long but ive been listening to music all day and i couldn’t NOT! Anyways enjoy this angst
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for the WIP folder game: I love your Old Gods AU and would really like to hear more about what you have planned for it!
uh, plans... my plans? for an au? I don't have any plans ever (i say, like a lier)
So currently I'm trying to work on a plot point that revolves around Celegorm and it's kind of his swan song for the series, if you will. As has been seeded out in some stories, Celegorm goes haring off to hunt down Eol and get revenge for what he did to Aredhel (who Celegorm is very in love with and no you can't change my mind about it). Unfortunately, leaving his family's protections behind and having a lot of dark thoughts along the way is not good for him, and the Entity (already connected to him due to a childhood encounter) starts worming It's way into him.
As you might imagine, things don't go great when he eventually comes home. Beyond the Entity's growing influence over him, he's seen and done a lot of things that are at odds with how he was raised, and he doesn't want to go back to who he used to me. One of my C+C week stories is set during this period and I love that it's setting up how wrong things feel when Celegorm comes back. Something that isn't explicitly said in that story (figured I can reveal it now) is that Celegorm has started killing small animals for fun.
Anyway, things are going to progress and he's going to do something Really Bad in town. The family finds out, Feanor and he have a fight about his behavior, then he takes his horse and favorite dog (Huan, of course) and leaves. Without any defenses against the Entity, It consumes him.
And, well, that's kind of the end of him being an active character in the series. Astute readers will mark that he comes back to the family but thanks to time enthralled to the Entity, he isn't really doing much any more.
Fun fact (that might never get in a story): Huan leaves Celegorm and becomes Legolas's pet!
Not fun fact: Celegorm eats his horse.
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There’s thousands of people out there right now crying about a dog that was sent to space. I’m one of them too. She’s been dead for so long but we made art about her. We made songs for her. We named new puppies after her. We put up a statue in her honor.
How can you say humanity is inherently evil when we still mourn for a dog that died in 1957? We love you Laika.
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