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Hide’s face broke out in a grin. He’d take owing his alternate a favor over being in the doghouse any day. “Totally. Whatever it ends up being.”

Well, there’d be limits, but he’d deal with that when it came to it. He doubted his alternate would really come up with anything too bad, at least he hoped he wouldn’t. Hide didn’t like owing anyone anything, but he had to admit, he was starting to warm up to his other him. They definitely weren’t exactly the same, but he was similar enough that Hide was starting to enjoy his company, though he’d never admit that.

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“Doesn’t hurt to try.”, Hide said. “Maybe Prime would clock it quickly, but he’s got his own stuff to do to keep him busy, Ratchet doesn’t leave the medbay most of the time, and Jolt’s out for the night.”, he said.

“And I don’t know off the top of my head, unless you have an idea, but I’ll owe you one.”, he said. He really, really didn’t want to have to cancel, especially this late. He’d like to not be in the doghouse if he could avoid it. If that meant having to tell his double just why he needed to leave, so be it.

Ironhide stares at the other for several moments, giving it some thought. He really isn’t worried about getting caught - Pit, it would be fun to try and pull one over on anyone that notices. If he did get called out he could just tell them it was his alternate’s idea. They’d both go down for it.

What can Ironhide say. He’s petty.

“…alright. You’ll owe me one.” One what, Ironhide doesn’t know, but the mischievous part of Ironhide doesn’t care. He’ll just enjoy having something to hang over the other’s helm. “I’ll do it.”

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“Doesn’t hurt to try.”, Hide said. “Maybe Prime would clock it quickly, but he’s got his own stuff to do to keep him busy, Ratchet doesn’t leave the medbay most of the time, and Jolt’s out for the night.”, he said.

“And I don’t know off the top of my head, unless you have an idea, but I’ll owe you one.”, he said. He really, really didn’t want to have to cancel, especially this late. He’d like to not be in the doghouse if he could avoid it. If that meant having to tell his double just why he needed to leave, so be it.

“Look, two hours. I need you to cover for me for two hours. Just… don’t talk to anyone or anything, they’ll figure out something’s weird, but just sit at the desk and pretend to do paperwork.”

Honestly, having a double was great for this, if he could just convince him to roll with it. He’d been planning on going on a date with Caitlin (though he wouldn’t tell the other Hide that) before he’d been slammed with a bunch of paperwork, and knew it would be frowned upon if he left before it was done. So, he wouldn’t leave. At least, it wouldn’t seem so to everyone else.

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Ironhide gives the other a skeptical look. "You really think that'd fool everyone?" Sure, the differences between the two of them were subtle enough, their mannerisms kinda similar, but would that work?

Ugh, Ironhide doesn't wanna do paperwork.

"...what's in it for me?"

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The mention of the Wreckers makes Hide wince. Primus, he hasn’t thought about Springer in months, taken up too much with trips to Princeton and dealing with Mearing. It’s a sting to his spark still.

“Pretty much the same of everyone, though he goes by Mirage here. Dino’s a nickname.”, he said.

Fuck. How does he mention those that got brought back without mentioning Caitlin? Or the AllSpark powers she had?

“But we’ve got more too. Sideswipe and Sunstreaker, Chromia, Elita, Arcee. Don’t let Elita catch you by yourself, she’ll mom you to death.”, he said, though he had a fond smile on his face. “Jazz and Prowl.”, he adds, just leaving it at that. If he asks about Jazz he’ll have to figure something out. “It’s quite the full place, not including the humans.”, he said.

Hide goes quiet at that. It was such a short list, but it felt so long now. It was a feat this many of them stuck together and stayed alive.

His alternate just had to mention the Wreckers. He hadn’t heard from any of them in a long time, but he knew the rumors. That they were all dead. He knew that there was a lot of certainty that at least Springer as dead. Damn it. He was not going to cry in front of his alternate, he refused.

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Hide laughed at that. “He did, but Morshower caught him when he had to borrow his office. Got off on a warning so he doesn’t try it anymore.”, he said. Caitlin had gotten a laugh out of that when it had happened, and Will had been teased by most of the bots for getting caught for a bit, but now it was just a funny story they shared.

“I’ll send a message to Jolt once I finish this.”, he said, gesturing at the packet of papers in front of him. It wasn’t huge, but it would take a couple minutes. “I’m pretty sure he’s here today.”, he said. He’d had Jolt’s hospital schedule memorized, but he’d changed it recently and Hide hadn’t been able to memorize it.

Fuck it. He was just going to ask some simple questions.

“Who’s all around where you’re from?”, he asked. He had to know. He had this weird feeling, like it was a question he needed to ask. He didn’t ask about Denarius, not even knowing if siblings transferred across universes. He didn’t know a lot about alternate universes. He really should have listened to Que that time he went off about them.

Ironhide shakes his head, giving a disappointed click of his tongue. “Damn,” he mutters, returning his attention back to the paperwork. “He should know better. Learn how to hide his contraband better.”

The forced words are meant to be playful, but they come out sounding… sad. Ironhide misses Lennox. His Lennox.

Ironhide simply grunts at the other’s offer, not intending to be rude but not wanting to impose either. If energon is as scarce over here as his alternate makes it sound, Ironhide doesn’t want to be wasting it trying to drink his confusion away. The last thing he needs to be doing is burdening them all.

…the question has Ironhide pausing, pen halting over the page. He looks back up from his paperwork, expression pensive and thoughtful as he tries to figure out a proper response. He still doesn’t know how much he should be sharing with everyone here.

Primus, his head is starting to hurt.

“Prime, of course,” he finally says, deciding to the Pit with it. “Ratchet, Jolt, Bee, Sideswipe, Dino, Que, Skids and Mudflap…” He reaches up to scratch at his neck, doing his best to hide the twinge of sadness that pulls at his non-existant heart. “Some of the Wreckers made it, too. Roadbuster and Topspin and Leadfoot.”

Frag. He misses ‘Buster and ‘Spin.

“…we’re missing a lot, though.” Too many. Sunstreaker, Jazz, Chromia and Elita and Arcee…

Ironhide sighs, dropping his pen in favor of sitting back and running a hand down his face. “What about you?” he asks, not sure how the answer will make him feel. “I’ve seen a good chunk of you all, but.”

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Hide laughed at that. “He did, but Morshower caught him when he had to borrow his office. Got off on a warning so he doesn’t try it anymore.”, he said. Caitlin had gotten a laugh out of that when it had happened, and Will had been teased by most of the bots for getting caught for a bit, but now it was just a funny story they shared.

“I’ll send a message to Jolt once I finish this.”, he said, gesturing at the packet of papers in front of him. It wasn’t huge, but it would take a couple minutes. “I’m pretty sure he’s here today.”, he said. He’d had Jolt’s hospital schedule memorized, but he’d changed it recently and Hide hadn’t been able to memorize it.

Fuck it. He was just going to ask some simple questions.

“Who’s all around where you’re from?”, he asked. He had to know. He had this weird feeling, like it was a question he needed to ask. He didn’t ask about Denarius, not even knowing if siblings transferred across universes. He didn’t know a lot about alternate universes. He really should have listened to Que that time he went off about them.

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“Don’t say that to Mearing, she’ll make you review it about a million more times.”, Hide said, not looking up from the paperwork right in front of him, signing off on a few things on it.

He didn’t say anything else, but looked like he wanted to. Reading the odd ways his alternate phrased things, Hide had questions. A lot of questions. But he figured he could at least operate on the assumption his alternate would react the same way he would to suddenly being bombarded with questions: either shut down, or get annoyed. So he refrained, at least for now.

“‘D have to check the storage locker.”, Hide said at his alternate’s mention of a drink. “Don’t think Jolt’s processed any highgrade lately, and Ratchet sure as hell hasn’t, and they’re the only ones with access to the energon processor.”, he said. The large machine Ratchet had managed to salvage from one of their ships was supposed to be used for making medgrade and low grade energon, but Jolt had caved and started processing small quantities into high grade for everyone else, much to Ratchet’s annoyance.

“What a bitch.” The words are muttered under his breath, but they’re still there. Ironhide doesn’t use human curses very often, but he feels they fit the situation best at the moment.

Ironhide can feel the tenseness in the air as he starts on his part of the paperwork, pointedly not glancing up to peak at his alternate as they work. Primus, the awkwardness is going to kill him. He has no idea what to say, but he can practically feel the burning questions knocking around the other’s hardlight head.

He really is going to need that drink.

“Don’t suppose anyone here has some beer stashed away or something, I’d take happily take that.” Ironhide finishes scrawling out a form, only to sigh when he flips the sheet over to find more. “Does Lennox hide a bottle of whiskey in his desk?” he asks, finally looking up to give his alternate a forced smile.

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“Don’t say that to Mearing, she’ll make you review it about a million more times.”, Hide said, not looking up from the paperwork right in front of him, signing off on a few things on it.

He didn’t say anything else, but looked like he wanted to. Reading the odd ways his alternate phrased things, Hide had questions. A lot of questions. But he figured he could at least operate on the assumption his alternate would react the same way he would to suddenly being bombarded with questions: either shut down, or get annoyed. So he refrained, at least for now.

“‘D have to check the storage locker.”, Hide said at his alternate’s mention of a drink. “Don’t think Jolt’s processed any highgrade lately, and Ratchet sure as hell hasn’t, and they’re the only ones with access to the energon processor.”, he said. The large machine Ratchet had managed to salvage from one of their ships was supposed to be used for making medgrade and low grade energon, but Jolt had caved and started processing small quantities into high grade for everyone else, much to Ratchet’s annoyance.

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“…and this is a problem I am expected to deal with sober?”

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“If I have to deal with it sober, so do you.”, was the short reply from Hide. Like he wanted to deal with the mounds of paperwork Mearing had slapped them with at all, but he sure as hell wasn’t letting his alternate, the reason he had all this paperwork, off the hook.

“So grab a pen and get signing and shit.”, he said, waving vaguely at one of the stacks of paperwork. Galloway had been a pain in the ass, but at least he wasn’t a bureaucrat. Hide was quite close to finding out a way he could murder Mearing with paperwork, because he’d sure as hell do it if he could figure out how.

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“…and this is a problem I am expected to deal with sober?”

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Like for a tiny starter?

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Ironhide says gay rights.

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hi i’m here to talk about characters with aches

aches from old injuries. finicky battle wounds, stiff joints from being restrained in captivity - things that their body never erased, pain that reminds them every day of what they went through. maybe it’s obvious, like a limp, or maybe it’s something that it only clear with early morning stretches and groans. maybe the aches grow worse in rainy weather, or when they think about the injury that caused the soreness.

a character who has to live with aches, and the painful memories behind them.

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Hide looks amused, taking a bit of a step back, trying to cover up his slight flinch at Caitlin’s name, not wanting to get into that at the moment, returning his double’s look with a slight shrug. He wasn’t about to set Ratchet off anymore than he already was, as that would just end with both of them getting wrenches to the head, and he didn’t think his double really needed that at the moment.

“You know, a please wouldn’t kill you, trust me.”, Jolt said, a slight spark of sass in his tone, the normal banter between the two, but headed to grab some painkillers nonetheless, disappearing into the storeroom for a few minutes before he came back out, a box in his hands, and toted it over to Ratchet, dropping it on the berth next to the one the other Hide was sitting on.

This universe’s Hide stayed silent, studying his alternate, noticing the ever-so-slight flinches and the averted gaze when it came to Ratchet, frowning slightly, wondering what the hell that was about, but he didn’t question it, not right in front of Ratch.

Jolt’s scrutiny is quickly becoming uncomfortable for Ironhide. He stares back just as intently, unwilling to back down from it - what can he say, he’s stubborn  - but can’t help the silent exvent of relief that escapes him when the young mech finally seems to lose interest. He turns back to his alternate and instead watches him as he speaks, mostly just to have someone else to look at other than Ratchet more than anything else. He tips his helm to the side a bit at Jolt’s reply and gives a small huff of amusement. Ain’t that the truth. If their Cue’s anything like the one back home was–

…huh. Ironhide tilts his helm a bit farther, narrowing his optics. He saw that. Curious. He isn’t going to say anything at the moment though.

He doesn’t get the chance to anyway.

“Helmache, huh?” Ratchet says, bringing Ironhide’s attention back to him. Ironhide winces at the look the medic’s giving him, but nods.

“Migraine,” he replies. “Or, at least it’ll end up being one.” He winces again. “Figured it would be better to get it early before it takes me out.” One of Ironhide’s migraines can have him down for days at a time, if not over a week.

“Right,” Ratchet grumbles, stepping close to Ironhide. Ironhide rocks on his pedes a bit, obviously unsure. “Jolt, grab some painkillers. You, sit down. Don’t argue,” he adds when Ironhide opens his intake to do just that. “Primus knows what you’ve been through to get here. I just want to make sure it isn’t something else.”

Ironhide sits down on the nearest medberth without a word. It’s just a migraine - he’s always had migraines, nothing wrong as far as any medic could ever tell, just his bad luck. But he knows there’s no arguing with Ratchet. So he sits down, shooting his double a clear help me expression.

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Jolt more than notices the looks at Ratchet, an ever so slight frown on his face at that, his brow furrowing slightly at the slight hiss, before he met this other Hide’s gaze, his optics taking note of every detail of his face, noting the similarities and differences between the two, before he seems satisfied with his inspection and heads towards a large computer against one wall, seemingly done with the whole interaction.

“First, that’s rude, and second, what are you talking about? I’m a joy to be around!”, Hide said, easily slipping back into teasing Ratchet. “And he’s got a helmache, which is why we’re here. I’m going to go take him to talk to Que about getting back to where he belongs after.”, he said.

“Oh, yeah, Que will make everything better. He’d probably find a way to get you transported back too, and I don’t think Caitlin would like that very much.”, Jolt called back over, having obviously been listening in, though he had his back turned, not seeing the noticeable stiffening of Hide’s frame when he said Caitlin’s name.

Ironhide’s gaze remains firmly on Ratchet while the other speaks to him, completely missing his double’s near slip. Gods, but it hurts. Hurts so much. Seeing Ratchet and recognizing it’s not his.

Ironhide can almost feel his part of the broken bond reaching out for. It hurts.

Giving a barely audible hiss, Ironhide turns away, using Jolt’s staring as a distraction. He watches the younger mech circle him with sharp optics, glancing over him and giving a tilt of his helm when he notices the scar. He doesn’t say anything, though, just meets Jolt’s optics and gives him a small nod. He isn’t sure he can say anything without breaking at the moment.

Meanwhile, Ratchet glares from one Ironhide to the other, obviously not convinced. He holds up a servo as if to shush the alternate. “I don’t want to hear it!” he grouses. “I really don’t.” Rubbing his faceplates with his other servo, he sighs. “Alright, what are you two doing here then? The faster I can get rid of you the better, Primus knows one of you is menace enough.”

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Is this account still active? Just stumbled upon it and love it to death already <3

((Hi! I’m kinda on a hiatus on all my TF RP accounts, I started watching Supernatural and took a fucking nose dive into it, they will probably be back at some point, but headcanon questions about them are always accepted!))

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What is an aspect of your muse that you’ve wanted to explore the most? (@sunshinedbells)

((Definitely his PTSD. It’s come up a few times, but he keeps it tamped down enough that it’s not something that comes up often, but it is far from meaning that he’s ok. He’s very broken on the inside, but he puts on a brave face and a brave act and keeps moving, scared that if he stops he’ll drown in it. He was suicidal for quite awhile, and honestly still kind of is, though it borders more now on willing to be some kind of martyr, to lay down his life to say he gave everything in the fight. He’s given a whole hell of a lot during the war, and it hurts. Some days he just really wants to make it stop.

I haven’t explored it much just because it’s something that I have to be in a really happy mood to not have it pull me down into feeling miserable, just with pity and second-hand sorrow from writing it for him. But he’s really not ok, but he continues to cover it up with a macho act.))

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Easy Meme for a Burnt Out Mun

Ever wanted to do stuff for your blog but you can’t get in the mindset for replying to an RP? These questions are designed to give you something to answer without requiring too much attention!

What is an aspect of your muse that you’ve wanted to explore the most?

Name one idea for a plot you’ve had but never gotten around to writing.

How do you get inspiration?

Are there any songs that remind you of your muse and/or get you into the mood to reply?

If you’re a multimuse or have more than one blog, is there a muse you wish you used more?

Is there a muse that you consistently have the muse for?

Do you have any symbols/motifs/themes/etc. that you’re currently trying to get across or plan to get across?

Do you have any arcs planned out or already in the works for your blog?

Name one of your favorite tropes.

What has influenced your writing and blog?

If you’re an oc blog, did you have any characters in mind while creating your character?

What is a trope you’ve always wanted to subvert?

Is there a fact/detail about your muse that you think would surprise people if you told them about it?

Name a question you’ve always wanted to be asked about your muse.

How has your muse changed since you’ve first started to write them?

Take the opportunity to write a short ramble/drabble about something you want to write about.

Feel free to add more!

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((Making an exception to the hiatus, I’m bored as fuck and am willing to answer these just on this blog, @triggerhappy-topkick ))

Headcanon Game - A to Z (NSFW)

Hey guys! I thought I’d so something fun this weekend, so I did my best to sexualize the alphabet and turn it into a headcanon game!

So here’s how it works. You send me a character (or a few), and the corresponding letters that you want me to answer for them!

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex) B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person) D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?) F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual) G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc) H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.) I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)  J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon) K = Kink (One or more of their kinks) L = Location (Favourite places to do the do) M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc) P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.) Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.) R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…) T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make) W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice) X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words) Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?) Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

I’ll have this running all weekend, so feel free to drop by!