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Love Binds (Wally x Reader) Pt 3

Here is Part 3, things are getting a bit interesting, it might be a bit confusing too, I forgot to mention that I like putting references on my work sooooooooo do keep a look out for that

Would they play a part in the story? We honestly don't know-

TW: Blood, Fire, character death(s), Angst

This page has been touched by the lonely, the spiral, the end, the desolation, and the eye, please be warned

To the people that wanted to have a happy part 3, I am so so sorry to disappoint you all-

Ps: I appreciate everyone's love for the story and their patience, sorry that it took a while to post part 3 but here it is and I hope you all enjoy!

(There is a song at some point but it is more there as a sort of guide for me that I did not took out, it's called "Youth" by Daughter, lovely song by the way)

{ Part 1 Part 2 [Part 3] Part4 }

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Weeks passed and Wally had never felt so numb, once a joyous man slowly spiral down into sadness and despair. Memories of you linger around his mind, walking like it owned the place and maybe it did...Maybe you had always that effect on him, it's no wonder how you guys hit it off instantly when you two found out that the other lived in the same neighborhood even though you two barely knew each other in college. You were always a force he wasn't scared to be around with....memories of your laughter and smiles toward him were something he cherish the most.......W̴̨̤̮̭͎̋͗ͅh̷͚́͠y̷̡̟̯̰̬̿͛́̔̔̚ ̵̖̉̿ï̶̡͎̩̃̑͒̚s̸͔̥̩̒ ̵̢͚͔̟̬̪̂̓͊͂̍͝í̵̝̗͂̍̂̕ţ̴̉̄͊̚̕ͅ ̶̼̘̜́s̵͉͈̝̑̏͂̒̔̕o̵͖̻̊̍͋̆̀̍ ̸̫̻̟͕̭̒̽̋͗̍̐h̵͚̎̿̚ḁ̵̢͔̩̗̪̈̃̐̋r̸̲͍̻̃͊d̴͚̮̤̣̓ ̴̻̺̻̥̞̏̑͒̍ͅt̶̩̦̟̃̉́o̶̦̩̝̪̳̮͑̒̃̓͠ ̷̤̮̼̽̇͒̾ȓ̴̗̗̬̞ͅḛ̵̼̯͒m̷̖͈̟̻̞̎͠e̸̪̥̅̃͘m̴̫̜͈̺̻͖̉̉̿̐̚b̷̞͚̟̫̩̌̅̿̆ẻ̸͈͓̱̙̫̠̈͆̇r̶͎͔͔̣̰̈́̈́?̵̨̻̩͙̟͉̌̄̿̍̀.̷̡̛̤̦̦̀̿͊̈́̆ͅ.̶̢͙̤̟̬̎͜.̶̨̟̭̙̰͎́͐̇̀͌

As time moves, regret and anger filled him, not towards you....never towards you...he...he cares too much to even direct that to you...

It was towards himself...He was careless, he lost you and he didn't even notice it, did not notice it until it was too late. He had reached a point where he refused to interact with anyone, just staying inside his home and wallowing in this sadness and grief he feels. When all of your friends found that, they were shocked then slowly....they realized the things he had realized...At first, they thought he was pulling a joke, but there was no laughter nor were there in smiles in the first place...

Wally's friends would try their best to get him to leave his home but after the second week, all had decided to leave Wally on his own, and let him process things at his own pace oddly enough, Wally appreciated that, he needed to process things, get his thoughts right.

But Veronica would visit him to check on him, she doesn't try to coax him out of his house but she would accompany him, making sure he doesn't feel lonely. Wally would allow it, welcoming his friend inside his home and the two would either talk or just sit in silence, a comfortable silence as Wally either paints or simply just sit down to gather his thoughts.

And the cycle would repeat, a routine he and Veronica had fallen in. He appreciated it, not saying he doesn't appreciate his other friends' efforts but he wants someone that wouldn't just make him pull himself together just cause. So Veronica just simply accompanying him was enough for him.

More time passes and he longs for you, he longs for that laughter of yours, your silly jokes, your presence. Why did everything end like this? How did everything end like this?...

He's not sure anymore...

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Shadows settle on the place that you left Our minds are troubled by the emptiness

Wally stood in the middle of the room, looking at you. You stood in front of Wally with a sad look, hugging yourself as the room is filled with mist and fog, cradling you as if you were its child. 

Destroy the middle, it's a waste of time From the perfect start to the finish line

Slowly, you turn you back on him, walking into the thick fog. He tried to grab you, follow you as the mist slowly engulf you. He called out your name, begging you to come back. With one final look at Wally, you walk into the fog, an acceptance to the situation you were in.

And if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones 'Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs

Wally falls on his knees, sobbing and breathing heavily as the fog hugs him, cold and damp just as how he remembers. He cried out, wanting this feeling to stop. He falls on the hardwood floor as darkness clouded his vision.

Setting fire to our insides for fun Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong

Shooting up, he gasp, looking around as smoke filled the room. Coughing, he tried to stand up and look around. The room was engulfed in fire. He called out to someone...a name he can't seem to remember...

Running up the stairs, looking and shouting a name he can't hear himself say but he's saying it, and his crying as he says it.

Pictures of people that he feels like he knows hang on the walls. One where there was a man and a woman with him, both seems to look just like him.

One was where it seem to be when he was young, barely seven...that's specific...

He ignored it, he ignore the photos that hang even if they felt familiar to him.

 We are the reckless, we are the wild youth

He hears people shouting from the outside, begging him to get out, to leave the place but he continued. Looking from room to rom, he's begging.  

Slowly, his visions blur once again. Falling down to his knees, coughing as smoke filled the room even more. Slowly he falls, hitting the floor once more.

Chasing visions of our futures One day we'll reveal the truth

Gasping as he awakens from another, he looks around. Rain falls and gray angry clouds filled the horizon. He called out someone's name as he stand up. He holds his shoulder, feeling pain in it like it has been stabbed or shot...Maybe it did? He can feel the blood and can smell it but why does it feel like it isn't his?...

He continues with his venture, walking and shouting someone's name once more. Who's name is he shouting?... He shakes his head, trying to clear away that blocking mist. 

Slowly....he can hear the name he was shouting...

And slowly...he saw who he was looking for....

That one will die before he gets there

 And if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones

"(Y/N)!!" He shouted, running towards the body that lays on the ground, tears streaming down his face as he almost trips getting to you...

"no no no no no!" He pulled the cold body close to him, holding the wound that seems to spill blood everywhere....He feels tired too...

He called out your name, begged and cried for it, for you to wake up...Why aren't you waking up!?...

'Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone We're setting fire to our insides for fun

He held you close, sobbing and begging as the rain continues to fall down the the both of you. The forest was silent except for the rain. He look up and beg to whatever god is out there to bring you back...to take him instead of you...

"Please....."

"Not them....they all that I have left..."

We're setting fire to our insides for fun Collecting pictures from a flood that wrecked our home It was a flood that wrecked this

And He was back to that house, people arguing as he hides behind the wall. He listens in.

"This is the problem, Wallace!! You are so paranoid!!"

"If I am paranoid then explain to me will you!!"

"Explain what exactly?! Explain that my husband is a paranoid lunatic?!"

"Who was that man you were with Willow..."

Silence fills the room as Wally looks into the kitchen where his mother and father were.

"Wallace, for the last time, he was just a friend!!"

"If he was a friend then why were you making out?! Willow for god sake! WE have been married for how long now exactly?! We have a son!!"

"THAT thing is not my son!!"

"Don't even start-"

"NO WALLACE!! THAT thing upstairs is not MY son!!"

Wally simply looks as the younger version of him runs upstairs, alerting the two, and was soon followed by the man he deems as his father, calling out his name and glaring at his nasty mother that had done nothing but insult and ridiculed him growing up.

Slowly, he walks away, going through a door. Ignoring the woman who decided to leave the stove open, ignoring as how the room was slowly engulfed with fire.

Well, I've lost it all, I'm just a silhouette I'm a lifeless face that you'll soon forget

He had lost sight of many things growing up, excused people's poor behavior towards himself till you came into his life, till you gave him a push that he needed to finally acknowledge that there was something wrong based on how he grew up. Years of friendship with you did him a good thing, a better thing, more than everyone in his life had done...

So why is it so hard to see you now?.....

My eyes are damp from the words you left Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest

Tears once again fall down his face, damp by the words that leave his mind, he cried as he watches both the young version of himself and the one that lost you to a point where it felt like you died...

The ringing soon followed, as both begged for the person they love to come back, the person that accepted him as himself....

Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest

More ringing as he felt something inside of him shatter like a glass.

Cracking even more as he watches...

The fog was back, hugging and cradling him as if he was its son....this time he was alone...

And if you're in love, then you are the lucky one

"Wally?"

He turns to the voice and there you sat down with him under the tree, up upon a cliff that overlooks the neighborhood you both live in. Up upon that cliff where he fell in more than one way...

"You alright there?"

Gentle as always, you ask him. He smiles at you, a loving one " I'm alright neighbor" 

"Be honest with me Mister or I swear-" He laughs " Or what??" he tease as he nudges you, tempting you.

You simply rolled you eyes at him with a smile, leaning against him as you both look down at the neighborhood. He looks down at you, wanting and wishing to stay at this moment, a moment where it's just you and him, a moment where he still had you and you still had him.

But not everything can stay how he want it to be...

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The birds chirp from the outside, the sun was slowly rising up to greet the neighborhood. Wally rises up from his bed, rubbing his eyes as he stared outside tiredly. He lets out a heavy sigh, letting his hair fall down. 

After a few minutes of staying in bed and debating with himself, he finally stood up and left the comfort of his bed. Walking to a door to get himself ready for the day while fixing a picture that hang on the wall as he walked by it.

A picture of you and Wally up upon a cliff, underneath a tree, overlooking the neighborhood.

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I hope you all enjoyed this!!

By the way, how are the colors and fonts treating you guys?

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My brain shut me out of the world, so doodles

Love the love binds story, ngl it had me budding with tears! In a good way though lol a weirdly satisfying kinda angst, not often something I come across so it’s a lovely treat :> Did NOT expect Wally to not notice for three whole weeks XD what a punch to the gut, very nice!

Ngl a liiittle part of me is hoping it turns into some reverse pining >.> like reader tried to move on before he could find a way to get in touch with em… but regardless I hope you continue to a conclusion!

Probably gonna reread a few times <.< <3

Thank you!! I appreciate it!

I'm glad that a lot of people are having fun with the story, I honestly did not expect it to gain a ton of attraction since I am quite new here but I really enjoy having people look into the story and have fun with it!

You guys commenting stuff sometimes give me ideas on how I want a part goes so I appreciate that too!

Sorry for the late reply though, I'm not good with interactions, and I immediately shy away in fear of messing up and I'm still figuring out how things work around here-

aHhh okay so the discussions of Titan!Megatron on @callsign-relic's blog have fully. FULLY taken over my brain and ive been drawing stuff for it for like the last few days nonstop

the tl;dr of this is AU is pretty much "what if Megatron got turned into a titan/cityformer as a form of penance/imprisonment and now roams the empty wasteland of Cybertron forever" plus "IDW Megatron has really fucked up internals so... what if that, but as a City?"

and of course since he's a Titan, that also means he has a cityspeaker... or three. One per sub-AU thing. Theres 3 options. 3 flavours of AU.

i have so much art to make. but in the meantime, for more info! check out the #titan au tag on Relic's blog :]!! (also uhh potential ns//fw warning for the link shfjbdkd)

Hi. My battery is running out once again so design and art notes get chucked here instead of an image.

The cuffs and collar are hardwired into Megatron, so I made the lights the same colour as his biolights!

I imagine that on the tops of his shoulders there are solar panels, even if you can't see them here lol.

I really wanted to keep the swirly bits on Megatron's chest from IDW

Other art notes:

The second picture with the seekers is (loosely) inspired by a discussion about whether or not Megatron gets visitors or not. I thought about who would visit him and well... I think this is as close as Starscream realistically gets to visiting him.

Extra detail about that piece is that Thundercracker and Skywarp are keeping watch from above! Also drawing Megatron took me like 8 hours because I was struggling with his legs really badly kshffkbfkdsbdk,, the background went much faster, funnily enough.

Optimus specifically isn't wearing his Autobot badge any more.

This isn't relevant in this series of images, but Ultra Magnus's eye markings are only on the Magnus armour. His other two forms do not have them :] (... until he begins to discard the armour, that is.)

Megatron is roughly 3200m/2 miles tall. Technically he could have clouds around his knees, but I thought this looked a little bit cooler lol.

Also, height chart! Him big. I didn't even attempt to put a human for scale because that'd be. near impossible with this scale.

I have this save in one of my pin boards in pinterest, idk who truly owns this photo but every time I scroll pass this, I always laugh and giggle-

I adore everything about the mech pilot AU but I am especially loosing over Prowl and Jazz’s relationship versus First Aid and Vortex’s.

Jazzprowl: “I have made myself vulnerable to you in ways inconceivable. I trust you to hold/to control my entire body. I don’t understand your words / you understand me beyond words. We make ourselves responsible for each others lives because neither of us can be trusted with our own. You could hurt me on accident so very easily, but the thought of you doing so is impossible to come to terms with. I trust you, I love you, I never want you to leave again.”

Texaid:

“This thing is going to FUCKING eat me.”

“You’re a bit of a freak actually. I’m going to savor you first.”

“THAT’S WORSE.”

Dramatic space romance vs SCP foundation

Announcement (Love Binds Edition)

Hello everyone! Coff here and I just wanna say that I am receiving a ton of love from you lots and it is making my day!

But that isn't the reason why this post is posted, I just wanna say that part 3 might take a bit since I am still in school, but it will be posted as soon as I finish some of my schoolwork, you all pop out of nowhere at the time where I am in my busiest-

I don't mind, I appreciate you all enjoying my crappy writing, Every time I open Tumblr, I would get bombarded with all the love!

So thank you for that!

Now, I also wanna say other things, I am debating whether or not to have different endings for Love Binds, I am writing the story as it goes, majority of it is planned but the ending is where I'm kinda stuck so do you guys want to multiply endings? or just one ending? I'm not sure yet

Lastly, Where the heck did you all come from???!!

It hasn't been a month since I have this account and you all are popping up like crazy!

I don't mind! But people please-

Calm down-

love you lots!!

The Mech Pilot Au by @keferon has me on a chokehold, so, I'mma procrastinate from writing an actual fic by just writing down incorrect quotes instead-

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Swerve: We’ve found the person who stole your identity and was impersonating you.

Blur: Where were they?

Swerve: Eating cheetos and crying in their car.

Blur, impessed: Damn, they really went for it.

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Jazz: Helpful grammar tip: “farther” is for physical distance, “further” is for methaphorical distance, and “father” is for emotional distance!

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Prowl: I want to be with you for the rest of my life.

Jazz: Damn, that sounds like a marriage proposal.

Prowl, getting down on one knee: That's 'cause it is.

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Blur: Why cant trees give off something important like wifi??

First Aid: So fuck oxygen, I guess.

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Prowl: Vortex isn’t answering my messages.

First Aid: Allow me.

Prowl: I tried 6 times, what makes you thi-

Vortex: *replying to message* Hello.

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*First Aid and Jazz enter a dive bar*

First Aid: Look, I know you’re disappointed but could we at least have a drink.

Jazz, in a scuba diving suit: I would like leave, please.

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Blurr: Here is my wall of inspirational people. Swerve: Is that a picture of you? Blurr: Yes, I am big enough to admit that I am often inspired by myself.

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First Aid: I don’t think we can mansplain, manipulate, or malewife our way out of it this time.

Vortex: *cracks knuckles* Manslaughter it is!

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Vortex: I can’t do this, it’s against my moral compass.

First Aid: YOUR MORAL COMPASS IS A ROULETTE WHEEL!

Vortex: …Your point?

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Jazz: First Aid is restricted to decaf for the rest of this adventure.

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Jazz: I told Swerve to grab snacks for everyone.

Blurr, looking through the options: Why did you grab fruit snacks? Are you five? Who even likes Fruit Snacks?

*Jazz, First Aid, and Swerve raise their hands*

*Vortext from the distance,also raising his hand*

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Jazz: I think we should have glow stick juice injected in our bones when we're born, so if we break our bones, we get a fun little surprise.

Vortex: What's the surprise?

First Aid: Blood poisoning.

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Vortex: The only thing keeping me from running away and hiding from society for the rest of my life is spite. I could disappear forever, but there are some bitches whose downfalls I have yet to witness, and I wanna be around when that happens.

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Swerve: Why would anyone want to harm Blurr?

Vortex: Maybe because they met him?

What if-

So we know that Megatron and Dorothy are friends right? And by the looks of it, he is regarded as family.

My headcanons for the Malto Family and Megatron is that they know how to speak Tagalog.

Alex knows it since he is Filipino. The kids kinda has a hard time with it since they are still learning, Dot probably knows how to speak it because she probably learned for her husband

Megatron on the other hand ,oh he uses it on a basis to Dorothy to talk slag about some people.

Megatron probably knows a ton if cuss words too, and he doesn't really speaks Tagalog, he only does it when he is heavily pissed or talking shit.

Plus points if bots can't understand what he is saying until they download the language module for Tagalog.

Like imagine-

Megatron: *minding his own business*

Megatron: *hears something breaks*

Megatron: puta, OPTIMUS YUNG MGA ANAK MO!! (Bitch, Optimus, your kids!!)

Optimus: *in a different room* huh???

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Megatron: Hay, hindi ko talaga alam kung anong nasa kukuti ni Prime, hay nako. (Hay, I don't know what Prime is thinking)

Dorothy: you tried talking to him? Baka you just need to tell him how you feel

Megatron: I did, pero I realize na it's pointless.

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Megatron: *being a protective dad/uncle to the younger bots and the kids* Threaten my kids again at uupakan tagala kita, tarantadong gago.

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Megatron: *looking at Mandriod and thinking to himself* Ang pangit niya ah....

idk, I like to think that Megatron probably knows Tagalog.

A buncha catwaves!! I didn’t have the time to get to Bayverse or One or Cybertron SDW unfortunately, maybe I’ll do them tomorrow if I got the time 🤔 but I just kinda was in the mood to draw some cats and I picked out some roughly related breeds to each Soundwave and their personalities or looks 🤔 yes Cyberverse is on that catnip btw, he just seemed like the type 🙄 as for the fur patterns I wasn’t sure how to go about them so I just splatted on some related colors and where they were… go my soundlings 🐈‍⬛ 🐈🐈‍⬛🐈🐈‍⬛