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(Do you accept magic anons? c: I wanted to check first, since I have an idea concerning a libary card)
(( You’re welcome to send whatever but I can’t agree to accept anything without knowing what I’m agreeing to so: We’ll see. I make no promises. ))
Sideswipe and I have very different feelings about heights…
tfw you notice days late that you reblogged something to the wrong account
speakeasysniper replied to your photoset “Part Four End (previous) _____ “During the war, it became a common…”
It was certainly a popular tactic in Praxus… Especially for herding the crowd of runners in a certain direction. Little more effective than a body being thrown down to explode in front of them… They liked to give speeches before they chucked us. Or maybe that was just me. How lucky I was…
…Lucky isn’t how I’d put it.
But… If nothing else…I’m glad you survived.
Even though I know at least partly what it means to.
Lucky isn’t how I’d put it either.
Lucky was how he put it
When one of the others reminded him
that they had to leave one of us alive to be able to tell the world what happened there
To tell them about “Megatron’s strength”…
‘Lucky you, chosen by the hand of fate to spread the news of the new world about to unfold’
‘Aren’t you a blessed little thing’
‘Too bad those wings aren’t for flying’
// - Greetings. No idea who all sees this blog anymore, but I wanted to share those coloring pix to help, and now I have one thing to say OOC:
I don’t know who needs to see this message, but if you are not being forced to physically come into work/school, can get what you need via curbside or delivery options, and are not in dire financial straits, STAY. THE HELL. HOME. Do not go partying. Do not eat out. Do not travel. Listen to restrictions being put in place and follow them. Do not consider yourself special and impervious. I don’t care if you have the greatest sense of personal apathy known to mankind, sit the fuck down and enjoy the couch time, and don’t put people who care about themselves at unnecessary risk. There is and will continue to be plenty to do, see, and hear online. Google it.
Sincerely,
Your local seriously compromised mun.
Wh-
What’s the definition of a kissy bot?
I need some specific parameters to decide whether or not I qualify.
……
You not smooch bot with him Shiny?
Aaand the head tips to the left.
“Him Shiny? Who’s ‘Him Shiny’? Is that Jazz? Wait is that Tracks? Is it Tracks? I bet it’s Tracks. I’ve never kissed Tracks. I’ve kissed Jazz on the cheek. And I’ve kissed Prowl on the cheek. And I think I gave Ratchet a kiss on the cheek once. And maybe Hoist because he’s really sweet. And I’ve probably pecked Sideswipe. And definitely Sunstreaker. But not Tracks. And nothing like what would be in a movie…”
Sometimes they do! Well I guess they’re not Valentine movies specifically, but in a lot of romance movies the main love interest guy will see the main love interest girl with another guy and he’ll get REALLY JEALOUS and he’ll run in and PUNCH him and be like GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY GIRL and it’ll turn out to be her dad or brother or doctor or something and then he’ll just look like a big jerk and I would probably have just ended the movie right there because Clearly she doesn’t need to be seeing this guy if he’s going to attack random people for being in proximity of the main character that’s just asking for a domestic violence incident in a few years or even sooner really that kind of jealousy can’t be healthy and it can’t feel good like jeez dude go to therapy.
Swoop cocks his head.
“Knuckles?”
He pauses to consider and then bobbles his head in agreement.
“Yah, Him Knuckles pretty cool. Him an island and do whatever Him want. That pretty cool.”
The whistle of the point flying straight over Swoop’s head is somehow deafening.
“Yeah, that’s pretty cool, and the, you know, punching stuff with his spiky knuckles. You like the punching stuff part right?”
Wh-
What’s the definition of a kissy bot?
I need some specific parameters to decide whether or not I qualify.
Them go KISS KISS gross mushy stuff >/ Like them Val-en-times movie!
Uhhhhh then no? I guess not? I don’t think I act much like anyone out of a valentine movie.
Bluestreak hums, leaning back against his husband and pulling Sunstreaker’s arms around himself like a shawl.
“For you? I suppose~”
He allowed his limbs to be manipulated, arms looping loosely around the smaller mech’s shoulders. For a beat he simply held him and soaked in the warmth.
“I was thinking we could take a drive if you were of the mind,” he began, unhurried. “Not far, and I know it’s chilly out. But I wanted to show you something.”
“I wouldn’t mind taking a drive,” he offered amiably, head resting on Sunny’s chest.
“Should I bring anything? Blankets? Lights? We’ll be nice and cozy if we cuddle for warmth, so I’m not too worried about the chill. It just gives me an excuse to lean on you.”
