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Chapters: 2/14 Fandom: Transformers - All Media Types, Transformers: Prime Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Jetfire | Skyfire/Starscream (Transformers), Shockwave & Starscream (Transformers), Shockwave/Starscream (Transformers) Characters: Starscream (Transformers), Shockwave (Transformers), Jetfire | Skyfire (Transformers), Predacons (Transformers), Sky Lynx (Transformers), Darksteel (Transformers) Additional Tags: Flashbacks, Character Death, Post-War, starscream is tired, Skywarp - Freeform, Thundercracker - Freeform, Enemies to Friends, Maybe Lovers, POV Third Person, Grief/Mourning, Starscream cries in this, Parent Starscream (Transformers), Not Beta Read, We die like Jetfire, TFP lore tweaks, Author went insane Summary:

Gathering resources for his frame and Shockwave's Predacon project gives Starscream the chance to explore a little more of Cybertron. Though it's such a mind-numbing task that he can't help but think about past events that led him to even having the frame he currently has.

[THIS FIC IS FINISHED AND WILL DO WEEKLY CHAPTER UPDATES]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Ancient Greek Religion & Lore, Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types, Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan, Percy Jackson & The Olympians (Movies), Hellenestic Religion Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Kronos/Rhea (Percy Jackson), Bob | Iapetus & Kronos (Percy Jackson), Hestia & Kronos (Percy Jackson), Hestia & Rhea (Percy Jackson) Characters: Kronos (Percy Jackson), Rhea (Ancient Greek Religion & Lore), Iapetus (Ancient Greek Religion & Lore), Hestia (Ancient Greek Religion & Lore) Additional Tags: Angst, Abuse, Trauma, Psychological Trauma, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Kronos has PTSD, Ouranos is an ass father, Good father Kronos AU, Rhea is an awesome mom, Baby Hestia, Additional Tags To Be Added As Story Progresses Summary:

What if Kronos never ate his children? What if he raised his children as a good father? Alternative Universe where Kronos is a good father.

Fog-Borne Snapshots

All would be consumed by shadow if not for an unseen, smudged streetlamp blanketing all beneath it in everlasting burgundy mist. In some space-time ripples, it is evergreen. For other eternities, it is cerulean. Despite the variance, universal commonality is found in its blurred glow.

This light delineates all forms, together interlocked in a state of static, monochrome bliss. These relics change, but never while I see them. Those that have graced my apertures in eye and mind include wet playground equipment, monoliths with tops trapped in mist, and abandoned antique cars.

The aura that permeates my body remains the same. It is the tinge of warmth felt within someone’s embrace, somehow gleaned from facing someplace where this had last occurred at least a decade ago. It is a sign of life found in one of countless mounds of dilapidated structures in a post-apocalyptic wasteland. It is a spiritual sign of the possibility of solace within the cold, concrete walls of an insane asylum whose inhabitants offer only volatility. It is an infinitesimal, but nonetheless unmoving constant in the midst of chaos, contained and concealed forever from the surrounding universe.

In my disillusion, I believe in the approach of a day when I may graze my fingertips across all of the surfaces. Thought ensnares me while my frozen body maintains a glassy stare as my daydreams and memories, whether fabricated or true, turn to burning rubble where no flame dances. I once again watch the fog-borne snapshots fade to charred blackness behind my eyelids.

https://twwrt.wordpress.com/2023/08/04/fog-borne-snapshots/

Panic attack 3. (Pokémon, Goh angst)

Summary: Okay, this is still Raboot, but after the apple, so expect more comfort!

(It will be more comfort this time.)

Third time. (Raboot)

”Ash, where are you!?” screamed Goh into the phone.

“U-uhh,” continued Ash. ”I'm still in town, looking for food!”

”We have food right here!” screamed Goh again.

Him and Ash were in the Johto region, at a hotel, well, he was. Ash was out looking for food, even though they had food in the lobby.

”Yeah, I know! But I've heard that there's great food in the Johto region!”

The hotel was also in the Johto region, so Goh did not understand where he was coming from.

”There's great food here too, idiot!” screamed Goh once again.

”Yeah, I know, but...” said Ash. ”Okay, I'll be home soon, then we can go eat there in the lobby if I haven't found food, okay?”

”Yeah. Get back soon!”

He hung up.

”Raboot- Boot?”

He looked at Raboot, it was sitting on the armchair behind him, with a sleeping Sobble next to it.

He went over to it and picked up the sleeping water-type pokémon, it quickly settled in his arms, and he laid it down on the bed, and pulled the small blanket over it.

”He'll be here soon, guess we have time for ourselves, huh?”

It jumped up from the armchair.

”C'mon, let's go out to the balcony, maybe we can even see Ash when he comes.” said Goh.

He and Raboot went out the balcony.

The view was nice, the stars glistening.

He had always liked the night view, the moonlight.

(Later, Ash hasn't come yet)

He was listening to the people below.

There were three people, obvious teenagers, two boys, one girl. They were talking.

”Oh, c'mon! Don't be stupid, Tito!” said the girl to one of the boys.

”Yeah? And what are you gonna do? Hit me with your karate gloves?” teased Tito, the boy.

Tito brushed his dark hair with his hand.

”Oh, damn! Are you gonna fight her?” asked the other boy. ”Mei, Tito, don't! The cops might come!”

”Don't be a scaredy cat, Conner!” said Tito.

”Your a scaredy cat too. You wouldn't hit me,” said Mei confident. ”You don't hit girls.”

You don't hit girls.

You don't hit girls.

(Flashback)

”Stop, Belle!” cried Goh.

He was on his knees, crying, under Belle, a girl with brown hair with hazel eyes.

”No way!” said Belle, laughing. ”A loser like you is something I just can't ignore! You have to know how much of a loser you are, you crybaby!”

He continued to sob, which only made Belle laugh harder.

”Stop bullying me!”

That's all she ever did.

”What are you gonna do? Hit me?” said Belle. ”You don't hit girls. Didn't you know?”

So it wasn't okay to hit a girl, but it was okay to hit boys? How is that fair?

(Flashback ended)

He sat down, crouched, trying to stop himself from crying.

The same feeling settled in his gut, the one he hadn't felt in a long time.

”You don't hit girls!”

It felt like he was back there, in the playground, that stormy day, being pushed around by her, hearing her sick laugh as he was pushed in the mud, dirtying his clothes.

(Flashback)

He landed in the mud, dirtying his already-dirty clothes even more.

She then went over to him and took a harsh hold of his wrist, pulling him upwards.

”Stop it!” cried Goh.

”No chance!” said Belle, she pulled him down to gain that dominance, forcing him to look up. ”You are such a loser. Got it?”

He sobbed louder, hoping that someone would hear him.

”Quiet down!”, she slapped him, making him shut up. ”They'll catch us, you idiot!”

She then pushed him into a puddle.

She walked forward and dragged him around in the mud.

”Ow, stop! Oww!”

”Your such a crybaby, you know that?” said Belle, getting to him. ”No wonder you have no friends.”

She then pulled him up harshly again. And then, out of the blue, she hit him in the face hard, giving him a bruise under his left eye.

He sobbed.

”Your mean!“

”I'm not mean, I just think that you should know what you are. A loser!” said Belle rudely.

She pulled his hair, and basically threw him in another puddle, making him land on the face.

”Oww!!”, he sat up quickly, his cries getting louder.

The blood ran down his nose.

“Hah! Weak!”

”N-no!”

He tried to stand up but Belle kicked him.

”I'm in control here, understand?”

”M-mommy!”

He wanted his mother, her soft embrace, her soft kisses, and those soft tickles.

”Loser! Only losers are momma's boys!”

She hit him in the face again, making blood drip down his cheek.

”Oww! Please stop!” begged Goh.

”Ugh, why do I waste my time on a nobody like you?” asked Belle rudely. ”Your honestly lucky that I do, you fool.”

She then pushed him in another puddle.

”Belle, come, we're leaving now!” called a female voice, who seemed to be Belle's mother.

”Coming, mommy!” said Belle, but before she left, she turned to Goh one last time. ”Don't tell anyone about this. Oh, and be here tomorrow, or I'll find you, and then it won't be fun.”

She then ran to her mom.

He stood up and ran to his mother, who was shocked when she found him.

”Mommy!”

He ran into her arms.

She immediately picked him up, not caring about the mud or the blood. ”Oh, sweetie, what happened?”, she kissed him on the forehead, and wiped the blood with a tissue.

”Someone was mean to me!” sobbed Goh.

”Oh, poor baby, let's get you cleaned up at home,” cooed Camille.

(Flashback ended)

”Raboot?”

He didn't realize he had zoned out, thinking about the first time he met Belle, and their meeting was not exactly great.

He was on the floor, crouching, tears running down his face- He felt like he needed to puke- Exhale all the anxiety in him- God, he felt terrible.

And Raboot was witnessing it all- For the third time- Couldn't he just control himself?

Belle was right, he was weak, he started having a panic attack just because of one sentence- It was like he had trauma or something-

Did he have trauma?

No, he couldn't, trauma is something big and scary- Like getting kidnapped, raped, or abused- He had just gotten bullied, and that can't be so grand, can it?

(I just want you to know, I don't think this, but Goh does since he doesn't know much about it. Trauma can be anything- But Goh doesn't know that. I'll let you continue reading now, hope you have a good day!)

Raboot stepped closer, making him flinch, it continued taking small steps, and then sat down in his lap, trying to help him.

”It's happening again...”

Raboot didn't deserve this, it had witnessed this three times now.

Quickly, without thinking, he bent over, and puked.

It lasted for a few seconds.

After, he leaned against the railing, not caring about the concerned looks Raboot was sending him.

(Later)

He hugged Raboot when he sat down, after cleaning his vomit.

They had just eaten, it was curry, and now Ash was fast asleep.

”Raboot, thanks.” thanked Goh, he cuddled it closer.

Raboot didn't object, it just simply let his partner embrace it.

At least he wasn't alone, and that mattered.

It's true, isn't it? Like on one side these memories are there, which we want to forget because of the pain they cause while remembering them. But on the other side they were created with the people who meant the whole world to us.

Even if they give us immense grief and refresh the old and untreated wounds, just because of that little bit of satisfaction of being able to have lived them, makes us hold on to them forever.

In the end, SATISFACTION succeeds PAIN.

memories fade (fears don’t)

author:

DeviBlue

summary:

“You refused to take the mandatory swim test,” Mori said suddenly. Chuuya lifted his head up at the sudden topic change. “Are you afraid of water, Chuuya-kun?”

Chuuya didn’t like where this was going. “No, sir.”

A small ‘ah’ of understanding left Mori’s mouth. “So just afraid of being submerged then?”

His heart skipped a beat. “N-no, Mori-san.”

Mori chuckled. It felt like a death sentence. “Don’t lie to me, Chuuya-kun.”

OR

Mori knows Chuuya's worst fears and uses them as punishment.