Overlord froze at the sight of Jeremy, the guilt, the sickness in his spark blooming and growing until he let out a hoarse wheeze, clutching his chest and nearly falling to the ground. His spark ached, his tank churned and he thought surely he was going to purge. He could smell it from here... the lingering scent of burnt rubber, disgusted with Innoh, with himself.

-Staggering forwards and towards the berth, large trembling servos scooped up Jeremy, tears beginning to stream down Overlord's face in constant rivulets.

"J-Jeremy... Jer-bear... my puh-precious little spa-spark!" His voice trembled and choked up, the bot's servos shaking so badly that he rushed to place Jeremy down on the berth for fear of letting him drop.

"I'm sorry..." He whispered, vocals choked up so tightly he could barely speak, face pale and drawn. He dipped his helm, feeling like utter slag.... filth for what he'd done to Jeremy. His frame curled up tight, helm resting beside the loon and servos clutched close to his chest. He didn't feel like he deserved to touch Jeremy, so sickened by what he'd done.-


((This one is a little hard to explain as it's from a huge, ongoing RP between me and my friend, but basically, Overlord has been trapped inside a small cell for over hundreds of orns by another mech named Innoh, and recently befriended Jeremy, and now they have plans to escape this place, but the only way he can do it is to gain Innoh's complete trust. And in doing so, he was forced to mutilate Jerm and the guilt of what he had to do is eating away at him. LOTS OF FEELS, THAT'S FOR SURE. But i do plan to do more overjerm art again, maybe something more sweet and innocent next time LMAO.))

Characters ©  Lt.ScuttleButt (Jeremy)
Overlord is owned by Hasbro


Artwork © Me