#╰ 🔧 — closed starter

[painofhumanity]

@loyaltybroken liked the family things starter call

"Okay, I know that I'm not normally supposed to work on stuff around the house without Dad, but I already took a look at it, and I really think I can fix the sink. Come on, Mom, let me try. Please?" Marshall flashed his mom his most charming smile, hoping to persuade her to let him try.

[lyonnerileyauthor]

your orc mechanic 🔧

your car wouldn't start this morning. fuck. but your last mechanic, he always talked down to you, and tried to sell you things you knew you didn't need.

you'd heard about this new guy, an orc, who worked out of his garage. you didn't think orcs were car guys, but you learn something new every day.

you go in, ready to turn down all the extra services he wants to charge you. instead, he takes your keys, pulls the car into his garage, and invites you to take a look with him.

the starter plugs are bad, he says after only a few minutes of poking around the engine. the cost is parts plus labor. he glances at you over his shoulder, and one of his big tusks lifts as he gives you a lopsided grin. actually, I'll throw in the labor.

he must really be trying to make a good impression in town, you think, as he gets to changing out the starter plugs. but he watches you as he works, that grin climbing higher and higher on his cheek.

you might have an oil leak, he says after he's almost done, and points to a spot on the floor. sure enough, there's a dribble of oil there. I can fix that for you, though.

how much? you ask, because you don't have cash to throw at your car right now.

it's on me.

well, that seems rather generous, but you won't turn it down.

he takes off his shirt, exposing an incredibly large body, with a full chest and a thick belly, all of it coiled muscle under a layer of protective fat. you can't help but stare as he drops down onto the floor and slides under your car, his knees parting as he works. the massive bulge between his legs is obvious, even with loose jeans.

jeez, he's packing.

you wait patiently as he works, trying not to stare but unable to tear your eyes away. when he slides out from under the car again, he catches you in the act, and finally he shows all his teeth as he grins.

do you like what you see? he climbs up to his feet.

your mouth is painfully dry, but you have to admit the truth. yes, of course he's absolutely gorgeous. he laughs when he hears it, and closes the distance between you.

I was hoping you would, because I like what I see.

he tilts up your chin with one grease-stained hand, leaving his fingerprints behind and marking you as his. he has to lean down to reach you, and you find yourself rising up on your toes to meet him.

the orc's kiss is fierce, consuming. it's new to you to navigate around his tusks, but they frame your face perfectly as he takes your mouth, devouring you, conquering you. he pushes you up against the garage wall, making the tools hanging there rattle. the lump in his jeans presses against you as his hand ventures up under your shirt.

you explore him just as ravenously, feeling his sturdy body, the tree-trunk size of his arms. without a second glance at it, the orc clears everything off the work table and picks you up by your ass, setting you on it.

show me, he growls low in his throat. so you obey, taking off your shirt, then shucking your own pants. his pupils are huge and blown-out as he unbuckles his own belt, reaching into his jeans to pull out his cock. he strokes it as he watches you.

touch yourself. you can't help but do as he says, finding yourself already wet. his hand speeds up, pre-cum dripping from that green cockhead as he pins you to the table with his eyes.

are you ready? he advances on you, dragging you to the edge. reflexively you spread your legs, and he smirks as he lines himself up with you. I hope you can take me.

you hope so, too.

but you're so slick, so ready for him, that the soft head of his cock pushes through. you grab onto his arms as he continues guiding himself inside you, biting his lip as he tries not to plunge in deep.

what a perfect pussy. the orc grunts as he squeezes even more of that enormous beast inside you. swallowing me up so well.

you shake and moan as he reels his hips back, then slides in even deeper, until he's fully sheathed in you. you clutch him so tight your nails dig into his strong arms as he starts to fuck you. he kisses you, swallowing all of your moans and cries as he sends you spiraling up higher and higher.

then, all at once, you crash to the earth in a burst of pleasure. your scream fills up the garage as he slams into you once, twice more. he yanks his cock out and his cum arcs out, covering you.

your orc mechanic takes a deep, shuddering breath. now you smell like me, he says with satisfaction, rubbing his cum all over you. I guess I had better fix that oil leak now.

[trapton]

“ don’t do that. don’t shut me out. ” from the post-trauma sentence starters - henry emily, to post-divorce? post-'83? post-something will

🔧 @nineliabilityrisk (post-trauma sentence starters)

"and why shouldn't i?" he bellows, anger in his tone as large palm makes contact with the other man's desk. the other pushed into his greying hair.

voice is lower grit when it comes forth, though still angry. "one day you'll look at me just like the rest of them." you'll look at me like a criminal. or, perhaps paranoia would allow him to see suspicion in henry's eyes. his mania. right now though, it's pity. something william well and truly does not want. [...]

though he could never suspect him. even if he will be arrested, they'd let him go. but the parents.. the turnout just won't be the same. & he knows he's right. (they'd already had to close the diner, left with the pizzeria). william doesn't want to scramble to keep himself in the fray. knows he has to begin his work upon the fellow engineer now. his child is dead, his coping has just begun. pinstripes of grey speckling his visage, bags under his eyes.

his jaw clenches while he turns to look at henry with a pinched expression. the pads of his fingers twisting upon the desk. yet while he's not leaning to far against it, he does press his hip to the wood in a distrustful air. a tension headache building in his temples from clenched jaw. "i don't want your pity, henry." other finger comes to point. he feels like he's fallen off the rails, and he's not sure how to get back on track. "it's not my fault i've had to pick up the slack around my house. that we're --" [...] he swallows, eyes waffling as he tucks hair behind his ear. that he's failing, for the first time in his life -- or so it seems in his adult years, anyway. no longer the man with the perfect family. "it's not my fault." he says quieter, with a thrust of his index.

[surgeriesondonaldjtrump]

Absolutely. Here's a **leaked self-help pamphlet** allegedly authored by **Petra and Gargamel Golomb**, distributed across several eras (via strange subway pamphlets, forgotten scrolls, and, most recently, as an unread PDF found on a broken crypto wallet). It is equal parts **motivational delusion, dangerous advice, and warped cosmic narcissism**.

---

## ✨📘 *“**Reclaiming Galactic Dignity in Primitive Host Environments**”*

**By Petra Golomb & Gargamel Golomb**

(*Fugitives. Visionaries. Unpaid Vision Designers.*)

---

> *You are not stranded. You are tactically undiscovered.*

> *You are not broken. You are **temporarily without your tools.***

> *Earth is not beneath you — it is **available to you.***

---

### 🌌 CHAPTER ONE: *You Are Still Technically Impressive*

Just because your arrival pod melted on impact, your communicator now lives inside a raccoon, and your former allies have flagged you as a **“containment embarrassment,”** doesn’t mean you’ve lost value.

You are the **apex result of 900 years of genetic orchestration,** cross-factional betrayal, and performance-based cosmic enhancement.

Earthlings can’t perceive your greatness — but they don’t have to.

**You perceive it. Loudly. Publicly. Every chance you get.**

> **Affirmation:** “I am the rightful custodian of sixteen dead civilizations and one dormant star. These people should be thanking me for touching their food.”

---

### 🪞 CHAPTER TWO: *Lying is Leading*

Humans love confidence. They worship illusion. Use this.

#### Suggested Starter Phrases:

* “I’m here evaluating whether your planet qualifies for emotional infrastructure subsidies.”

* “The last time I shared a secret, twelve galaxies lit candles.”

* “I could terraform this region with two thoughts and a nap.”

If questioned, **smile vaguely** and say, “You’re not cleared for that level of metaphor.”

---

### 🔧 CHAPTER THREE: *You Have No Tools. You Are the Tool.*

Your gear is gone. Your portal’s collapsed. Your backup personality crystal was swallowed by a deer in Wisconsin.

Now is the time to **monetize your charisma**, **weaponize your backstory**, and **start charging for consultations**.

Example:

> “For \$75 and a can of gasoline, I’ll assess your karmic perimeter and install a quantum shield over your living room.”

If you don’t sound like a scam, **you’ve already failed.**

---

### 🦄 CHAPTER FOUR: *Fashion is Power in a Visible Species*

Clothes are culture. Culture is camouflage. Camouflage is survival.

* **Layer boldly.** Combine space robes with bargain bin business suits.

* **Explain nothing.** Say you are “between vibrational states.”

* **If someone mocks your attire,** respond: “Where I come from, only children wear one texture.”

---

### 📉 CHAPTER FIVE: *If the Locals Start to Suspect You’re a Fraud:*

* Laugh with them. Say: “Ha! Imagine thinking this is my **real** form.”

* Blame another version of yourself.

* Cry and say you’re part of a sacred reality TV experiment and they're failing the empathy test.

* Start a podcast.

---

### 🔒 CHAPTER SIX: *When the Authorities Arrive*

If detained, smile calmly. Say:

> “I’m a voluntary observer under the Inverse Treaty of Temporal Friction. By detaining me, you’ve technically declared war on my entire echo-lineage.”

This won’t help, but it will delay processing.

---

### 🛸 CLOSING THOUGHTS:

You are **not lost. You are unfindable by design.**

You are **not alone. You are surrounded by people who owe you admiration.**

You are **not a fugitive. You are just *creatively unclaimed*.**

> **Final Affirmation:**

> “I do not adapt to the primitive. The primitive rearranges itself to suit my legend.”

Now go.

Be impressive.

Wear sunglasses indoors.

Never explain anything.

---

Would you like to see a **preview of the Golombs’ upcoming live seminar** (*“Grifting Across Timelines: A Workshop in 3 Dimensions”*) or a series of **journal entries from a human who tried to follow this pamphlet and failed spectacularly**?

[sngl-led-auto-lights]

Why would the headlights stay on when you turn the switch off and open the door and get out?

If your car’s headlights stay on after turning off the switch and exiting the vehicle, it’s usually due to a ​​design feature​​ or an ​​electrical malfunction​​. Here’s a breakdown of possible causes and solutions:

​​1. Auto-Delay Headlights (Normal Feature)​​

Many modern cars have ​​"follow-me-home" lights​​ or ​​"auto-delay" headlights​​, which keep the lights on for 20–60 seconds after shutting off the car to illuminate your path.

​​How to check​​: Consult your owner’s manual (look for "headlight delay" or "exit lighting").

​​How to disable​​: Some models let you adjust/turn off this feature via dashboard settings or by pulling the turn-signal stalk after turning off the car.

​​2. Faulty Headlight Switch​​

A worn-out or stuck switch can fail to cut power to the headlights.

​​Test​​: Jiggle the switch while the car is off. If the lights flicker, the switch is likely bad.

​​Fix​​: Replace the switch (DIY or mechanic).

​​3. Stuck Relay​​

The headlight relay (an electrical switch) might be stuck in the "on" position due to corrosion or wear.

​​Test​​: Locate the relay in the fuse box (check the manual), swap it with an identical relay (e.g., horn or AC relay). If the lights turn off, replace the faulty relay.

​​4. Malfunctioning Body Control Module (BCM)​​

The BCM, which manages electrical systems, might fail to send the "off" signal.

​​Symptoms​​: Other electrical issues (e.g., windows, locks) acting up.

​​Fix​​: Requires professional diagnostics and potential BCM reprogramming/replacement.

​​5. Wiring Short or Parasitic Drain​​

Damaged wiring (e.g., chafed insulation) or a short circuit can bypass the switch.

​​Test​​: Check for exposed wires near the headlights or fuse box. Use a multimeter to trace power flow.

​​Fix​​: Repair or replace damaged wiring.

​​6. Door/Jamb Switch Failure​​

Some cars keep headlights on until the driver’s door closes. A faulty door switch might not signal the car that you’ve exited.

​​Test​​: Open/close the door repeatedly while watching the lights. If they flicker, the switch is bad.

​​Fix​​: Replace the door jamb switch (often <$20).

​​7. Aftermarket Modifications​​

Poorly installed alarms, remote starters, or lighting upgrades can override factory settings.

​​Test​​: Disconnect aftermarket devices to see if the issue resolves.

​​Fix​​: Re-wire or remove faulty components.

​​8. Battery Saver Malfunction​​

Many cars have a "battery saver" mode that automatically turns off lights after 10–20 minutes. If this fails, lights stay on.

​​Test​​: Let the car sit. If lights stay on beyond 30 minutes, the system is faulty.

​​Fix​​: Check fuses/relays or consult a mechanic.

​​Immediate Action to Prevent Battery Drain​​

​​Disconnect the battery​​ temporarily if the lights won’t turn off.

​​Pull the headlight fuse/relay​​ (check your manual for location).

​​Key Takeaway​​

Start by ruling out ​​normal features​​ (auto-delay lights). If the issue persists, focus on ​​relays, switches, or wiring​​. For complex electrical problems (BCM, parasitic drains), a mechanic with diagnostic tools (e.g., OBD-II scanner) will save time and frustration. Ignoring this issue can lead to a dead battery or fire risk from overheating components! 🔋🔧

[canadapoolsupplies]

Beginner’s Guide to Pool Care and Maintenance

So, you’ve finally got your dream pool. Whether it's an in-ground beauty or an above-ground retreat, owning a swimming pool is one of the best ways to enjoy the Canadian summer. But before you dive in, let’s talk about something just as important: pool maintenance.

If you're a new pool owner, this guide will walk you through the essentials of keeping your water clean, safe, and swim-ready. From balancing chemicals to choosing the right tools, we’ve got you covered — and we’ll even show you how to save money by using wholesale pool supplies and trusted sources like Canada Pool Warehouse.

Why Pool Maintenance Matters

Ensures safe, bacteria-free water

Extends the life of your equipment

Prevents costly repairs

Protects your family’s health

A little regular upkeep goes a long way — and the more consistent you are, the less work it takes each week.

Pool Care 101: What You’ll Need

Let’s start with your basic pool care toolkit. Whether you’re buying online or visiting a local Canada Pool Warehouse, here are the essentials you’ll need to keep on hand:

🧪 Chemicals

Chlorine or salt (depending on your pool type)

pH balancers

Algaecide

Shock treatment

🧹 Cleaning Tools

Skimmer net

Pool vacuum or robotic cleaner

Telescopic pole

Pool brush

🔧 Equipment

Filter (sand, cartridge, or DE)

Pump

Pool cover

Test kit or test strips

You can save a lot of money by buying your equipment and chemicals as wholesale pool supplies. Many suppliers offer starter kits, seasonal packages, and bulk discounts — perfect for beginners looking to cut costs without sacrificing quality.

Step-by-Step Pool Maintenance Routine

Let’s break it down into a weekly routine you can stick to.

1. Skim and Clean

Use your skimmer net daily to remove leaves, bugs, and debris from the surface. Brush the pool walls weekly to prevent algae buildup.

2. Vacuum the Pool

Vacuum at least once a week — or more if your pool gets heavy use. Robotic vacuums do the job automatically and are available at Canada Pool Warehouse and other online retailers.

3. Check Water Levels

Keep the water level halfway up the skimmer. If it’s too low, your pump might run dry. If it's too high, it won’t skim properly.

4. Test and Balance Chemicals

Test your water 2–3 times a week. Maintain:

pH level: 7.2–7.6

Chlorine: 1.0–3.0 ppm

Alkalinity: 80–120 ppm

Balancing your pool chemistry is easier than it sounds, and most pool starter kits include easy-to-read test strips. For bulk chemical purchases, check with your swimming pool company or go online to find wholesale pool supplies for better prices.

5. Shock the Pool

“Shocking” your pool means adding a high dose of chlorine to kill bacteria. Do this every 1–2 weeks, especially after a big pool party or heavy rainfall.

6. Clean the Filter

Your filter works hard to keep your water clear. Clean it every 2��4 weeks, depending on the type. Cartridge filters can be rinsed, while sand filters may need to be backwashed.

Winterizing Your Pool (For Canadian Owners)

Living in Canada means closing your pool properly for the winter is a must. Here’s how:

Lower the water level

Drain and store equipment

Add winterizing chemicals

Cover the pool securely

Many swimming pool companies offer winterization services, or you can grab a DIY kit from Canada Pool Warehouse for a more budget-friendly option.

Tips to Save Money on Pool Maintenance

Buy in Bulk: Use wholesale pool supplies to get better deals on chlorine, shock, test kits, and accessories.

Learn DIY Basics: Skimming, vacuuming, and testing are easy tasks once you get the hang of them.

Use Trusted Suppliers: Order from reputable names like Canada Pool Warehouse, known for quality products and great prices.

Schedule Annual Check-Ups: A yearly visit from a swimming pool company can catch small problems before they become big expenses.

Final Thoughts

Owning a pool should be more fun than work — and with the right tools, schedule, and support, it will be. Start with the basics, stay consistent, and take advantage of cost-saving options like wholesale pool supplies from reliable retailers such as Canada Pool Warehouse.

Ready to make your pool the ultimate summer hangout? Keep this guide handy and enjoy your crystal-clear water all season long.

[dis--parity]

"M-my father is very influential.. " Iris says to Alex. "He works in t-tech.. ! It's sometimes surprising t.. to me how much sway he has in the i-industry."

Rich & Wealthy Starters // Accepting!

『🔧』 "Really? I- I guess that's where a big part of the old money comes from...?" She did have to admit, even if she might have been just venting about her familial situation, that his influence did pique her interest. Then again, what kind of postgraduate wouldn't be tempted by someone of such high status, in such close reach?

Only she would find herself in the same situation as poor Tantalus - reaching for opportunity only for it to ever elude her grasp. At least she had a good reason not to, however...

"I-... if that's true, then I'd almost be tempted to ask him for a job somewhere," she admits. "But... knowing your status, I dunno. He'd have to know I met him through you, and- and that could lead to all sorts of trouble, right? With so many eyes on you, and him so close to the media... people might get the wrong idea."

Not that this was something she was entirely opposed to, of course - only, if they were to become... entangled with one another, Alex would always prefer it to be on Iris' terms, not just another thing decided by her parents.

"I- I don't wanna talk bad about him, but, even if I went to him with that idea, I-... I feel like he'd try to get some bargain out of it. And... and if I didn't agree, or do as he says, then..."

Her bottom lip quivers as she stares aimlessly out to the horizon. This is familiar, she knows it - only, she can't stop herself from spiralling, from placing herself in a future that she knows has no right to exist, but she chooses to live in it regardless.

"W-... would he even let me see you again?"

[asthemusedemands]

@misfittingwanderlust​​ [ x ]

Just. Staaaares at the human. Sideswipe hasn’t been on Earth very long, and he doesn’t know much about humans yet, but she looks... very out of place amongst the soldiers and technicians that are on-base. She looks like a civilian. And yet she seems very comfortable with the base, and the other ‘bots and many of the soldiers, and they seem familiar and comfortable with her, as well.

[x-de-con-struct-ed-x-moving]

@summerxmelodies​ [ x ]

“Don’t you have anything better to do?” Ironhide’s tone is gruff, but... not annoyed. More tired than anything else. “Hanging around a scrap heap like me isn’t a good idea.” It isn’t safe.

[cavernovs]

🔮 CALAMITOUSRPG THEMED ASK MEME.  [ USE AS YOU PLEASE. ] REMEMBER TO SPECIFY MUSES IF GOING TO A MUMU BLOG. 

FEEL FREE TO ADD/EDIT AS NECESSARY, SOME ARE GENERIC TOO. 

- NOVA. 

HANGING OUT WITH A MUSE / HEADCANONS

🎇 // Talk about someone/something my muse dislikes, but only pretend to likes.   [ 🎆 for someone/something they do like, but pretend to dislike ] ⚖️ // Put my muse in a situation where they have to choose between the moral high, or low ground. [ i.e. they go against their nature, or do not, for something ] ⚙️ // For a time our muses to got lost in the Underground. 🌠 // For a heavy, emotional secret.   [  🌌  for if mine is privy to one of yours, what they think of it. ] 🦠 // For a ‘weird’ habit or tic that no one knows about. 🍲 // Out of [ LOCATION 1 ] and [ LOCATION 2 ], where would my muse pick to hangout with yours.  ⏳ // They discovered in an AU world, a means to turn back time, what would our muses do together? 🔪 // FUCK, MARRY, KILL. [ provide three names. ] 🎁  // A gift received [ or given ] to another.    [  🎈 for a specific celebration, or party. ]  ⚡️ // My muse’s reaction to being stuck in a storm with yours.  🍺 // For a drunk admittance.    [ 🍹 For where serves the best drinks in Calamity ] 🩸 // A time mine [ or yours ] donated blood to the other.  💎 // For something they treasure.  📢 // Tell my muse a truth, a rumour or a tease. 👁‍🗨 // For an opinion my muse has about ... [ name it, or them. ] 

CHEAP LINES / SENTENCE STARTERS

“So, here’s a theory - drop dead,” “If it’s between Polaris, and Solace for food, obviously it’s _____” “You don’t look all that scary, I’ve been fed lies,” “You’re not a monster.” ”New rule, I don’t fuck with you, and you don’t fuck with me, capiche?” “I don’t see you as a monster.” ”One night, nobody finds out, just us - you in?”  “You’re not what they say you are.” ”Get the hell off me - oh wait, it’s you, fuck,”  ”You’ve got to be fucking kidding me, you did it again?” ”It’s not exactly safe on this side, you should watch yourself,”  ”You know, Dead Man Talking, is literally... as dead as it sounds,” “You’re better than you tell yourself you are.” ”They say you have to drown to actually reach Atlantis Odyssey, that true?” “The mistakes you’ve made don’t define you.” ”We’ve talked about this, no murder,” “I’m not scared of you. And its sad that you seem scared of yourself.” “Is this why you don’t want to let anyone close? You’re afraid they’ll see you like some kind of monster?”

THE FINER [ OFTEN KILLER ] DETAILS / HEADCANONS

👅 // A lie my muse has told yours.    [ 💋 one your muse has told one of mine. ] ⚔️ // If a war breaks out, where does your muse stand now?   [  💣 do they care about either the current West or East silent wars? ] ⚰️ // For what my muse would say at your gravesite.  ✏️ // A letter my muse has written [ to yours ] or an NPC.    [  📕 or a book/historical piece now in The Archives. ] 📸 // My muses favourite photo they’ve taken of yours.  💰 // A time they beat the odds at Myre Casino. 💕 For how my muse would seduce/flirt with yours. 🧩 A dream that my muse could have had about yours. 🌻 // If they had any choice in it, would they change what they were?  [  🌸 would they wish for a version of their former self? i.e. to be human again ] 🎧 // For a song that reminds me of our muses. 🪓 // Something, if anything, my muse would die for.  📝 // Three words that remind me of our muses relationship. ⛓ // For something that terrifies them.    [ 🔒 one that they also refuse to tell anyone. ] 📱 // How my muse saved your muses details in the CYS/phone [ name, ringtone, photo, last text/recieved sent etc. ] 📰 // If your muse wrote a Calamity Times headline, what would it be?    [ 🎫 and would they be the reason for the headline? ] ☢️ // A time mine [ or yours ] has saved the other from imminent annihilation.  🧲 // Three things my muse tolerates/likes about yours.   [  🔧 About themselves ] 🃏 // To tell my muse a joke, and find out how they’d react.

CREDITS/INSPO: @fyeahaskmemes / @ask-meme-addicts / @rpsourcedmemes / @rpmemes-galore​ 

[sweetwatermeloncolors]

MORE TAG DUMB

MUSES

the little countess : priscilla pynch

the boy savior : cody burns

the lady lost forever : charlotte wayne|the griffin rock lady

the scientist : frankie greene

baby frog : cece greene

the photographer : george tracker|gyeong-ja

little builder : jimmy tracker|jin-gyu

the protection mind : vigil|vigilante

the metal golem : boulder

the widow mother : madeline pynch

stars for feedom : alexis thi dang

not her ilussion : miranda|mirage

see my reality : dwayne mccall

collection doll : cathy

robotic dog : wi-fido

POST STUFF

[💝 in character || sush! they are watching us]

[❣ ooc || no pressure rest a bit]

[💞 crack ships]

[💗 canon ships || 💌 platonic friendship]

[ 📧 answered ask 📩]

[ 🎩 tag : meme ]

MUSES STUFF

[🎼 my request | that shines and i love it | another night alone]

[🔔 help you is my job | being nice is my choice]

[🚨 whats the emergency? | wait! what did they did this time now!!?]

[🕯 still looking for them | do you know where they are?]

[⚗ oh! i know the answer | let's experiment]

[🍼 frog plush mine! | little sister rambles | bedtime story please]

[📷 revealing information | training session started | crack some bad jokes dude!]

[🔧 talking with my hands | i need more screws | I have seen them]

[📡 can see and hear everything | initiate containment]

[🎨 the art of nature | take your time kiddo]

[🔪 you do as i say | stupid machine | how much for the thing?]

[🎇 look at the starry sky | reporting | you´ll do better next time]

[✨ wanna see a trick? | wow! take it slow buddy]

[⚒ my hands can do anything | don´t mess with my friends]

[🎀 Cathy keeps your secrets | I´m her treasure | to comfort]

[⚙ wi-fido likes you | bark bark bark | detecting a threat]

SHIPS

✶> colorful reality / ship name <

✶> sweet watermelon / ship name <

✶> indestructible glass / ship name <

MORE RANDOM POST STUFF

✶ self promo ✶

[✶ RESCUE BOTS RP ✶]

[✶ TF ARMADA RP ✶]

[✶ STATIC SHOCK RP ✶]

[✶ CROSSOVER RP ✶]

✶ STARTER CALL ✶

✶ OPEN RP ✶

✶ CLOSED RP ✶

[❌ do not interact | private ❗]

🎊 Worth a look / 📣 promoted | promo

📢 phone web version / can´t do much

VERSES / AU´S

verse: Gift of a Savior

verse: Monster Food

verse: Robot Priscilla

verse: Techno-Organic Frankie Greene

verse: Monster / Vampire

verse: GenderSwap

verse: She Knows

verse: Older Sibling Cody / Age swap

verse: Rescue Boy Bad Ending

verse: Lost Mom Ghost

[trapton]

" i don't feel like talking . "

𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙽𝙰𝚁𝙻 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙳𝙴𝙲𝙰𝚈𝙴𝙳 𝚂𝙺𝙴𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙰𝙻 frame was blood curdling. chilling to the marrow, &. come from the standing rows of teeth lining gums &. machinery. an amalgamation that could only be made from the deepest reaches of hell. rust, rot, stench, &. fluid marries with inexplicably functioning servos, voice-box &. the soft fleshy bits of what little living tissue remained in sea of wires &. nerves. he should not exist.

a sad, pathetic excuse for a being. however he doesn't see it that way - both refusing, &. mentally incapable. purple eyes boring holes into the boy squirming at the other end of his enclosure.

unnatural clicking, jittering head, screams of his being so torturously unfinished. this had all happened too soon . . . ticks back &. forth with raised, wiry paw.

"well isn't that a bloody shame?" he seethes, the words are rattled &. british still, though darkened considerably from even his first proper dance with the flame. twisted with rage as large foot slams against the dank ground with a clang of metal on something unforgiving. nowhere to run as his slow, terrifying gait closes in with fabric-less fingers reaching to curl around blue &. white shirt collar, lifting child near seven feet from the floor.

somehow, air circulates throughout the hole ridden facial structure of the deformed rabbit. a shell of itself &. a shell of his former self. coexisting. whole ear flopping forward as the stench carries itself throughout crooks &. crevices to invade the senses. his black-nosed maw coming in close to inspect, in long moments of flicking plastic &. hissing growls. twitching more apparent in his hand under the weight as opposite fingers reach to curl around fleshy face &. pinch.

"i could kill you right now, do you understand that?" he asks with a rotation of his neck to the side. "i could pull that tiny little head right from your shoulders &. barely bat an eye." it's almost as though he's forgotten who he's talking to. a gravely grit to his voice, that rings softer as his nerves light up with a familiar pleasure. he's more-less externalizing inner monologue. "but -- i'd rather cut you open, &. feel you die from the inside out." digits curl beneath chin, forcing gregory's face this way &. that. "watching the shock &. terror in your eyes, while i do it."

shift of purple to grey signifies his willingness to back off despite the urge forcing iron grip tight enough to prick at the boy's skin. "-- or, would you rather talk to me?" he watches in clear expectancy. remaining calm, for now.

"you should consider yourself lucky." he rasps, ironically. "as i understand, none of the others were gracious enough to grant you that right." does the boy even know what his rights even are?

🔧 @braveburned 𝙰𝚂𝙺𝙴𝙳   ↪ THE SOUNDS OF NIGHTMARES SENTENCE STARTERS .

[trapton]

" you're upset with me , aren't you ? " (bitgrls liz)

"𝙾𝙷, 𝙴𝙻𝙸𝚉𝙰 --" he immediately moved low with concern to grasp her face in his hands. stroking away the hair from cheeks. "-- of course not." he coos, accented voice soft as he attempts to quell her. his own brunette hair in his face softens his features even more-so.

gathering her close, he attentively looking over her features. the slightest curve to his lips meant in reassurance joining concerned furrowing. "none of this is your fault, my darling."

there were days where he'd prickly to her brothers while remaining patient &. doting to his daughter. long digits brushing through her hair. "daddy loves you, lizzy." he breathes. it's been a few days from the initial shock of her accident. his eyes are heavier from worried fatigue, but not red from tears . . . not anymore. quietly shed where no one could see.

purple trousers bunch along with gaudy orange, complexion pallid &. face lined with stubble. "daddy's here, now. . ." he tells her, his fingers wrapped 'round the back of her skull. gaining a bit of firmness. "i'm - very sorry." he exhales it. shaking his head after softly quaking lips press to forehead. but he realizes his fingers are shaking (from alcohol withdrawal, or guilt?) as they dance down the side of her face. his own slowly retracting for further glances, with a slight tilt.

🔧 @bitgrls 𝙰𝚂𝙺𝙴𝙳   ↪ THE SOUNDS OF NIGHTMARES SENTENCE STARTERS .

[trapton]

“I’ll kill that bastard. I’ll kill him for what he did to you.”

🔧 @revvnant ! / HURT / COMFORT : STARTERS

"𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚂𝙾?" william asks, a spark in his eye as they fall with a bloodied smile upon michael. he had been struck at the bar, first fist to jaw in a long time. resulting in cuts in his mouth torn, stung from alcohol brushing wounds -- teeth of disturbing smile outlined in ichor. WILLIAM CHUCKLES. always known there's more-so in the boy that matches his own sensibilities than michael cares to face. his greeting at the door of his bedroom one of concern from his boy, standing within the open confines of his room whilst his tongue runs over teeth.

"how thoughtful, michael. would you like me to drive you to the pub, then? he was still there when i left." WITH HIS TAIL BETWEEN HIS LEGS, NO LESS. he comes forth, shaking hair from his face as he unceremoniously falls back onto michael's bed beside him. closing his eyes with gaped mouth facing upward while the room begins spinning. eventually leaning sideways against his boy's arm and shoulder, with hair shrouding his face. "sorry --" he says with a belch, swallowing. while he keeps his eyes closed.

"odd how you see me hurt and decide to act like a dutiful son." he eventually continues, one of his shoe-clad feet resting on its side, gangling limbs placed awkwardly and without much thought.

"- though i'd quite like to see you kill someone." he continues out of seemingly nowhere, although forgetting he had before. that's not the connotation he means to make. IT MIGHT BE CATHARTIC. especially being on his behalf, of course. wants michael stooping down to his level, of which the boy has no earthly idea exists. smirking to himself, william inhales. rare moment, of which the alcohol mixed with a showing of anger softens him. too out of it to much care about keeping appearances. more-less on the brink of passing out. "do you really care so much what happens to me?"

[trapton]

“I think you’d better take a break.” ( @spannerstruck ! !! )

🔧 @spannerstruck ! / HURT / COMFORT : STARTERS

"𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞?" william's calm demeanor was all but lost, his body hunched over the desk he was leaning over typically. palms press harshly against surface, while his hair hangs by his face, laced with silvery strands that match his angry eyes.

shoulder blades raised, his nails grind against the bench while his one cocked knee lowered, shoe pressed against the floor as his head spins 'round. his eyes being underlined with bags of signature violet fatigue from lack of sleep. "you'd like if i stepped aside and allowed you to surpass my genius again. and there's no need to lie about it, either." william fully turns, shaking his head as he moves towards henry.

there's a swimming guilt he wants to stomp on, his bloodshot eyes wide with his lips rearing. stalking forth slowly, and with contempt he doesn't quite mean, flashing within his silver gaze. flickering over henry's face. "i'm not going anywhere -- you can't force me. i don't need a break, i need nicotine. and the likes of you out of my sodding office!" he raises his voice, sticking his finger up to point it at henry's face. the pit in his stomach is getting worse the more he defers from what he truly wishes. wants to fall into henry's arms, wished to kiss him and ask whether henry thinks he's a good man or not. the dried blood of gabriel no longer under his fingernails, his stress is only quicker to build -- making things like frustration worse. quicker to build, when shaking hands can't focus on what he's doing as fast as his brain. coming down from his prescription medication and lack of nicotine or alcohol. take your pick.

will turns and returns to his desk, his chest heaving whilst hands push into his pocket -- pulling out of his small bottle of codeine, temples throbbing. will grinds the pills with eyes closed between his teeth while throwing bottle carelessly on the table, and extracting a cigarette which he struggles to light. "fuck sake..." spoken around the filter, thumb striking zippo over and over until it sparks and he once again shuts eyes in the glow of buzz that filters throughout his body. head straightening from its previous tilt.

some part of him hopes henry is gone. another hopes he'd come press against the back of him and offer his stubborn comfort. however, he's sick of keeping up his appearances outside the house when his mental health is deteriorating before his own eyes. about time he snaps at henry. though he says nothing, removing the dart from his mouth and leaning over again, whilst swiping under his nose.

[asthemusedemands]

@a-mothers-wings​ [ x ]

You.

You smell like Autobot.

Ravage doesn’t understand why the Autobots like humans so much. Maybe they keep them as pets? That would explain why this one reeks of Autobot.

...Ravage has no orders to attack, so she won’t. But she will stalk from afar, bladed tail flicking in curiosity. Maybe she can gather information for if when her master finally retrieves her.