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[nevcrboy]

** INCOMING MESSAGE FROM THE AUTOBOT BASE 

do you like robots ??? robutt heroes ???  civil wars that will drastically fan out across that galaxy and potentially cause chaos onto other unsuspecting lifeforms? never ending pain and agony caused by the many on-going arcs that will never end ( like let me fucking rest for one minutes, holy shit. ) 

then you are at the right place. optimus prime, leader of the autobots is here to protect all sentient life forms, and that includes you. this blog spans from the comics, animated series, and bay movies while mingling personal interpretations and head canons.  i’m very new to the transformers fandom, but all the more excited to make new friends and experiences. 

[nevcrboy]

Why do i like crossovers so much?

 I made more: ( 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 )

All voltron aus: (x)

[nevcrboy]

In honor of pidge's birthday can you share some headcanons

happy birthday tiny terror!!!

pidge starts bringing her bayard with her whenever she’s gonna use altean rosetta stone

coran notices one day and is like “??? you know i can turn the safety on for you right”

she knows. but she refuses to let this thing win

she and hunk are the “i told you so” duo

pidge: “name one difference between wii sports and real sports” keith: “…..running?” pidge: “shut the hell up i don’t have to listen to this”

shiro’s hand is as big as pidge’s whole face and that stresses him tf out

pidge’s laptop: [system error] pidge, mockingly: “system error”

allura has no idea what peanut butter is lol but it sounds like it makes pidge happy so that’s nice

lance and pidge operate on the sibling barter system

if you’ve got a sibling you know the one

“i’ll trade you healing pod duty for lion cleaning duty” “dude deal”

“if you cover for me i won’t tell shiro you were the one who swapped his shampoo out for hair dye” “it was an accident”

“pidge. merciful pidge. my best and only friend-” “whatever this is about, just know in advance that you owe me big time” 

[scaling the kitchen counter to reach something on a high shelf] pidge, softly: “parkour”

[nevcrboy]

Happy birthday, Pidge! ・ April 3rd

[nevcrboy]

pluvihelion:

          ❛     nuh - uh  ,   not  on  my  watch.     ❜          rifle  taut  within  vice  grip  ,   lance  pivots  in  his  crouch  ,   scoping  out  the  area  left  behind.   azure  hues  squint  in  concentration  ,   aim  of  the  gun  panning  across  the  scene  ;   land  undisturbed   &  showing  naught  any  signs  of  life.   confusion  tugs  at  his  brows  as  tension  ripples  through  his  core  ,   a  frustrated  growl  humming  against  roseate  tiers.          ❛     uhh  —–  are  you  sure  about  that  ,   pidge?   because  i’m  picking  up  a  whole  lotta  NOTHING  out  here.     ❜

An accusing glare is thrown over her shoulder, brows raised in offence. 

❛  Do you think that when being stalked, the stalker lets you know they’re there ??? Is that how stalking works, Lance ???   ❜  

Sarcasm drips thickly, scathing in heat as she drops into cover behind a rock. Her heart pounds, unease rising in her chest and causing her hands to shake. Their lions far off in the distance, they had little chance of making it if forced to run. 

[nevcrboy]

geniusflirt:

❛  y’know, you don’t have the LOOK of a supervillain, but only VILLAINY SUPERVILLAINS say that stuff. are you a supervillain?  ❜

A suffering sigh bursts from her lungs and she places her head into open hands, whispering for strength. She wasn’t one to pray ___ but desperation ascends the will of flesh. 

❛    Looks can be deceiving.   Like how I thought you looked intelligent, but I have realized not only can your mouth never stop but you’re damn near suicidal.    ❜

[nevcrboy]

honorclassics:

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DEFEAT burns throat, in ways unimaginable – as his eyes scour the stars, searching and searching and searching as though he could find something more than them beyond the glittering sea. how could he have let this happen  ?  shiro was – shiro IS – the one who would lead them to victory. to help the universe re-establish itself after the defeat of zarkon. they would all go home, and with teenage abandon they’ve forgotten in the midst of war, LIVE their lives to the fullest. but SHIRO – he shoves a palm against his cheek, feels the strange sensation of his warm hands pressed to cold skin. he doesn’t cry, and he would never cry, but this doesn’t exempt the boy from heartbreak. there was something of home to find in shiro ( in all of them, really, but with him it burned the brightest ). and now that he was gone, keith felt more lost than ever. 

there was a sound of something moving, metal hitting the ground, and keith whips around to find pidge standing there awkwardly.

“   pidge – what are you doing here  ?   ”   FUNNY he should ask – considering he himself needs to sleep. but his heart still burns too hot, and his thoughts are too strong.   “   you should   …   sleep. i’m heading off to bed myself.   ”

Shock - it can’t even describe their lose. Their leader was missing, the galaxy’s shining messiah had vanished and the future shakes in uncertainty. If stars did weep, they cried the loudest when bright and for this reason, Pidge hated the night. Sleep was a mere hopeful wish, anxiety took its place unforgiving in vengeance and by forsaken chance that sleep came, nightmares washed over in waves - drowning her further and further into fear tangled screams. 

Now she avoided her room as a child hide from shadows. Her skin itched in fear for the demons that would be conjured in her panicked course and she drove herself into breathless work. Tinkering, mending - a false comfort to heal something that could never be fixed.

It was a mistake, being in the wrong place at the wrong time that she found Keith. She would have walked away, she should have walked away, but in realization that he was crying - the wrench from her hand dropped as her stomach twisted painfully and she wanted to run. 

You can’t cry. You’re never cry. You’re the strongest out of all of us. Please ___ don’t cry.

She flinched when he spoke, feeling as though she had been caught watching something intimate and she didn’t respond. She didn’t want to speak because if she did, the tears and the anger wouldn’t stop. It would never stop.

Instead she abandoned the need to run or apologize, walking up to the boy with dimmed faith and kneeled down behind him. Her arms wrapped around him, unsure and weary, ready to take flight like a started bird, and she buried her face into his shoulder and listening to a faint heart beat beating against rattling ribs.

❛   Keith. Stop pretending to be BRAVE and be scared with the rest of us.   ❜

[nevcrboy]

adamancer:

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❛  i mostly served on  WARSHIPS ,  not prison ships.  ❜    his jaw flattens beneath a thick layer of bristles.  his adam’s apple works behind the cover of them, too, sliding slow  &  deliberate  &  full with  GUILT  barely breathed underneath  ;  he tips up, a  DIP  touched between his eyes  &  with his mouth harder than he has meant it.    ❛  i’m sorry.  i wish i could help you find them.  ❜

She looks away. To hide the disappointment and bubbling tears that wanted to rise. She was so tired of treasure hunts that ended with broken sticks and muddied fingertips, empty and bare palms. She wanted answers but all she was given was more questions with piling dead ends. Her chest rattled to contain a near swarming sob and coughs instead to muffle her distress. Her rocking body stills before regaining her composure, not bothering to look him in the eye in case the mask of calm was broken.

❛   Ah.   It was a long shot in any case.   ❜

[nevcrboy]

vrepit-sa:

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     He’s been watching her for the better part of a half hour now, body leaned up against a wall and ducked beneath shadows so heavy even the glow of his eyes seem muted. It’s not **watching **as much as it is listening, listening to her relay what little information on Galra ( as a whole, he supposes ) they know supposedly either to herself or her laptop. Innocent observations; eyes sensitive to light, violence before anything else, many of them rely on cybernetics… 

    Sendak glances down, surveying the backs of his nails and letting out a snort suddenly amidst the silence to break it.

       “ You’re wrong, you know. ”

A clipped sigh escapes, her thumb grazing the button to pause her recording as her other hand falls away from her keyboard, now resting on the table to periodically tap in irritation. She had never adjusted to his constant lurking around the ship since given moderate freedom, but she had not expected him to openly announce himself. However, that amount of surprise was easily surpassed by mounting frustration as she grumbled something akin to a hiss. 

❛   I see.   I guess my   t h e o r i e s   are a bit impractical given the lack of actual galra interaction that didn’t end in some sort of blood feud or running away.   ❜

She sat a moment in silence, a pregnant pause to carefully consider her words before presenting them aloud. She twisted around in her seat, head tilted back to stare into the shadows, eyes searching, looking to catch the slightest movement.

❛   I honestly don’t like you at all, Sendak.   I’d rather you be kept in a cage but since you seem so keen to state an opinion, you should be more than willing to become my observational study.   For the “ cause ” of course.   ❜

[nevcrboy]

❛   I honestly suggest you stop touching things that don’t belong to you, so step away from the control panel before you break anything.   ❜

@shadowtongued

[nevcrboy]

❛   No!   I don’t need your help!   I’m not lost and I’m not a child.   I’m fine!!!   ❜

@guardiiisms

[nevcrboy]

❛   Lance, be quiet.   I think something is following us.   ❜

@pluvihelion

[nevcrboy]

❛   I don’t think we’re going to win.   We’re kids, Shiro.   We’re suppose to be freaking out over pimples and panicking about exams.   Not wars and aliens.   ❜

@umbraform

[nevcrboy]

rp-meme-glaceon:

❤️- A happy memory that makes them smile

💙- A sad memory that makes them cry

💛- A memory that makes them feel angry

💚- A memory that makes them feel guilty

💜- A memory about one of their loved ones, happy or sad

💔- A memory that leaves them feeling lonely

❣- A memory that leaves them laughing

💕- A memory about their significant other

💞- A memory about their children

💓- A memory about their friends

💗- A memory about a good deed they did

💖- A memory that made them feel special

💝- A memory that made them feel loved

💘- A memory that gets their heart pounding

💟- Wildcard!!!

Peer into my muse's memories

[nevcrboy]

❛   Hands where I can see them and don’t make any sudden moves.   ❜   

@visoreye

[nevcrboy]

❛   I’m really curious as to how a booty skirt attached to suspenders keeps you safe in a fight.   No, I’m serious, please enlighten me.   ❜

@vcgabcnd

[nevcrboy]

motherswrath replied to your post: you're grounded.

if you’re done with your tamper tantrum then, your room’s the first one on the left.

why can’t you let me emo in peace. u don’t even love me.