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  1. Rec *

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    Nothing can release the sons of Feanor from their Oath. Not even death.

    So until it's completed, they'll just have to stick around.

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    04 Apr 2026

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    Pure fucking peak

  2. Rec *

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    “You’re dead. Are you an idiot? Go back to being dead.”

    “Huh,” Optimus Prime – who is very much not dead – looks at Megatron like he’s the one being unreasonable. As if Megatron is the one who’s supposed to be dead and who's supposed to stay dead instead of haunting him like some…like a–

    “Ghost,” Not Dead Prime says. “I think I’m a ghost.”
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    or: Optimus Prime played hero too hard and died saving Cybertron, trusting Megatron to pick up the pieces of their struggling people and lead them all into the future. Megatron thinks it'd be Pits of a lot easier without said Idiot Prime walking through his walls and knocking shit off his desk and asking, "hey, being dead is boring, mind saving the world and bringing me back to life?"

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    28 Jan 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    SO FUCKING FUNNY (AND WOEFULLY INCHARACTER????? WONDROUS WORK) I WAS HOLDING IT IN DURRING LECTURE, FRONT ROW. OH MY DAYS, IPAD SHOCKWAVE, BEST FUCKING READ OF THE MONTH, NO, YEAR.

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    Professor Emeric Ambrose is Hogwarts' new Muggle Studies teacher. His qualifications include a deep, personal animosity towards every major author of the Arthurian legends, an unnerving ability to reason with sentient furniture, and the eyes of a man who has been tired for a very, very long time.
    He's also Merlin.
    All he wants is a quiet life. But with a king in a painting who won't stop giving bad advice, a magical portrait of his nemesis down the hall, and two red-headed apprentices who are determined to learn the art of "narrative chaos," Merlin is about to discover that the only thing worse than being forgotten by history is having it come back to haunt you. Literally.

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    26 Nov 2025

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    AS SHONE THROUGH THEIR CHARACTERS WORDS- AN ART PEICE. A form of story telling they explained so greatly themselves, through the second hand comments of characters made to regal a greater story; they fufill their own purpose.
    Possibly the greatest art form ive seen yet, their format is a show of purpose alone- not a story. Fragments of a greater whole, narrow visioned and biased, in an innocent witness to fact. The plot progresses as a natural result of what nasty set was already begun, with it's truth shredding innocence for ruthless reality, because no matter the person place, or time: they all exist in the same one.
    In particular, after the initial unveiling, the characters come to brutal terms of nasty, vile, unavoidable truths taking precedence over any single POV.

    The author laments plagiarizing the plot for their own lives, and even that is apart of the ever building art piece. Perhaps a display of the human state, or a happy accident (doubtful); this masterpiece is one without seams or an end.
    It is the ultimate form of storytelling, and the bane of sanity. It manages to tell the same story from multiple micro and macroscopic lenses, at once, in various different bases of existence, by sheer execution, alongside every single real-time consequence and affect.
    While it sounds like ive repeated the same thing over again 3 times; it is for the level of:

    Choice of display/the unknown.

    Dialogue.

    Character arcs and conclusions.

    Character actions.

    Consequence of personal will to bend your own conclusion.

    Affect of "narrative".

    Again- dialogue, but this time that reflects the progression of understanding in the level at which fate exists, and the single perspective fate is born by.

    Differing perspectives on fate, which ties entirely back to character dialogue.

    Directly reflecting the display of story: unprepared and lack of ability to process the full 'scope'.

    Reflection of harsh reality cutting through and mangling the perspectives to mean something utterly different, ALONG with putting earlier mentioned "affect of narrative" (ie. Violent progression of time and events out of hand)into ????. (Tired, cant think.)

    Characters own display of these concepts and events: a direct tie to the total theme:

    Which is reflected in the author's life, which they then write, through single perspective of an all encompassing story, at once, that is put through unstable POVS, displaying the same realization: that you can't do that, and comprehension is impossible.

    An ever growing, layered to hell and back, reflection of it's own thesis, through perfect and tragic display of reality shaping the story itself than handiwork.

    Again, may I reiterate, I was unable to compliment and impress author's work more than their self-explanatory story already had.

  4. Public Bookmark 7

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    The war suddenly ends. Optimus Prime and Megatron attempt to reconcile, against their respective faction's wishes.

     

    Shout out to the stupid fucking Clyde chat bot that inspired this.

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    21 Nov 2025

    Bookmarker's Notes

    So cool, and well written. Love Soundwave in this, invigorating read.

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    The boy shifts on his feet. “The year is two thousand and eighteen? Common Era?”

    Slowly, smile still plastic on his face, Suguru faces Satoru. This fucking dumbass. “Satoru,” he says, dangerous edge to his voice, “what did you do?

    Satoru makes some bastardization of a sound, half between a laugh and a cough. “...Whoops?”

    “I,” Suguru grits, pinching two fingers together, “am this close to mass murder.” He’s joking. Probably.

     

    ///OR: Shortly before Getō would have massacred a village, he and Gojō are thrust eleven years forward into a would-have-been future that Getō is conspicuously absent from.

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    13 Feb 2025