"A Good Morning To You As Well, Val. I'm Settling In Quite Nicely, All Things Considered." Aster Replied,

CALLING ALL PACIFIC RIM FANS. LETS MAKE SURE OUR FAVORITE BADASS MARK I PILOT WINS

Sasha:

She's sooo hot. I love her <3

Alyosha was submitted without propaganda.

i am begging you all to stop treating this site like instagram if you dont want it to be content free by next year

Because we like too

Man you thought Raf’s trauma was bad now he’s had TWO near death experiences! Poor kid needs break

Too bad we ain’t gonna let him have one 😈

WHY YALL DOING THIS TO MEEEE

Not once have I used Tumblr live since getting this app

For the record, accidentally tapping on Tumblr live when it randomly appears every week does not count as using Tumblr live for the sake of this poll. This is only referring to purposeful use of the feature.

I'd appreciate it if people could share this for a larger sample size!

Oh I love it!

Think you can do my Avatar oc Agni and her triplets? Lei'wa, Khalo, Naran are their names

Agni (first image) Lei'wa (second image) Khalo (third image) Naran (fourth image) The triplets are roughly a month old in server. Also, Lei'wa has a low set queue (like an Avatar) while her brothers are higher set. And their queues aren't braided yet, so its much easier to tell

it's naptime 😌

"It's beautiful." Aster breathed, her gaze fixed on the sights she saw before her. Her set her sights on the village, obviously new but still growing all the same.

"You really have something going here, Val."

Aster had been running for Force knew how long, hopping from plant to plant any way she could to avid the empire. She'd dis-assembled her saber a long time ago, but had kept the parts should she need to put it back together.

Currently, she was tucked behind an ally, a short term safe haven before she deemed it safe to move again.

Val walked through the market, Val had learned how to blend in and become invisible to anyone looking for a Jedi. That didn’t mean she was wearing camouflage, she still wore her blue and white armor. She wandered through the market and noticed something tugging at her mind and looked down a small dark alley. She turned and stared trying to see what could be back there.

"You say you are, but I've no idea of your intentions." Aster replied, slowly removed her blaster from its holster at her hip. Her forest green eyes narrowed as she stepped out into Val's veiw, taking aim with her blaster, finger twitching over the trigger.

"Who sent you?" She sneered, gaze meeting Val head on.

Aster had been running for Force knew how long, hopping from plant to plant any way she could to avid the empire. She'd dis-assembled her saber a long time ago, but had kept the parts should she need to put it back together.

Currently, she was tucked behind an ally, a short term safe haven before she deemed it safe to move again.

Val walked through the market, Val had learned how to blend in and become invisible to anyone looking for a Jedi. That didn’t mean she was wearing camouflage, she still wore her blue and white armor. She wandered through the market and noticed something tugging at her mind and looked down a small dark alley. She turned and stared trying to see what could be back there.

"The Titans were gentle beings, knowing neither fear nor pain. For all their power, it was the Primes who cared for them, guarding their innocent sparks." - Thundercracker, Speaker of Trypticon.

A lil bit of lore below the cut.

In my little continuity, the Primes were indeed Primus's firstborn, but they were made from the suffering of their maker as he fought to survive. The Titans though? They were born to give life, made to spread Primus's gifts to all creation. As such, they are naturally gentle and inherently incapable of violence.

They will not fight back if attacked, nor will they rise to the defense of their citizens (although they will provide weaponry and protection in the form of walls and the like). They cannot even comprehend why one would hurt another outside of the natural order of things. It is to the point where those who care for the remaining Titans have labeled them as having the cognitive capabilities of newbuilds. For all their age and wisdom, Titans are, at their core, the only entities in the universe to maintain a sense of innocence all throughout their lives. They hold no anger, no bitterness, and no grudges. Everything, in their optics, will play out as it should.

As such, the Titans have always had guardians to protect them from a reality that would seek to crush them into dust. During the first age, the Primes filled this role. In the modern era, seekers of Vos have taken on the mantle, guarding and speaking on the behalf of the three remaining Titans on Cybertron.