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#TF Flame
raudart · 2 months
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Sorry for another request but now that you've drawn Emirate Xaaron, could you also sketch G1 Flame, pretty please?
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guys i had never heard of before today: this one
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ukiyoebirds · 3 months
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Imagine, if you will, an alternate universe where Optimus Prime’s alt mode is a VW Beetle BUT he still has the semi truck smokestacks!
(Inspired by true events).
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shittybundaskenyer · 4 months
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song of flame
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puraiuddo · 11 months
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AHHHHHHHH!!!!
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH‼️‼️‼️
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#jazz #autobot jazz #tf jazz #jazz tf #transformers jazz #jazz tf #kuro kara kuri jazz #flame toys jazz
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theguffbin · 1 year
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I did the thing
the horrible wretched thing
it breathes out of spite for god and smells of diseased moss and I hope it brings nothing but suffering and eight crazy nights bon appetit dork @akanemnon
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tytoalbatross · 5 months
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god damn i do not post often but can i talk about intentionality for a second?? one second please
i'm gonna be talking about bg3 but this really applies to any fandom space. people will, surface-level, agree that a Black character is not getting enough content compared to their white counterparts because it's. obvious . take wyll, who is several hours behind on voiced lines compared to other origins despite being one of the original five (before they added karlach and whiteified her too but that's another post). it's hard to deny cold hard facts
but then instead of engaging in content that uplifts Black characters and creators, they'll go right back to pumping out more and more content of just their white faves. on its own, it's not actively harmful, but here's what the implication is, whether they acknowledge it or not: yes wyll has less in-game content, yes his writing didn't get the attention it deserved, therefore i don't like him as much. it only perpetuates wyll's lack of content by contributing to his sidelining in fandom spaces
what i would love for fans who claim to be allies to do is to step out of the comfort zone of their initial favorites (which can, in fact, be biased!) and start pursuing content centering Black characters with intentionality. like all things, anti-racism (actively pushing back against racism rather than simply "Not Being Racist") takes practice and effort. you can't really agree with us that wyll needs more content, then in the same breath say that it's because of that that he's not interesting to you . the point was right in front of you doing a jig and you still missed it
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bad-tf-fic-ideas · 5 months
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(234) Although it never pays to miss one entirely, the Decepticons never bother to attend intergalactic weaponry exhibits in force. Firstly, they're busy wreaking havoc; secondly, any individual Decepticon is usually himself the most significant piece of weaponry in a given room.
Thundercracker, recovering from an injury he got fighting Autobots, is sent off to investigate the most recent offerings. Nobody asks him if he wants to go, and definitely not if he wants company, but Swindle invites himself along for fun and profit, and Skywarp tags along because... he can't reasonably be stopped.
That means it's just the three of them when they discover that not only is there a technologically significant weapons array on display, but also that there are some very familiar faces from Autobot high command attending the exhibition....
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yozzers · 6 months
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orion pax is kind of ugly but endearingly cute
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spookyflukey · 4 months
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when you. when you're so full moonpilled you staRT WEREWOLFMAXXING
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thelov3lybookworm · 6 months
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“You brought down an entire cliff on his unhinged ass.” Sawyer claps slowly, but it’s only for show. “How the fuck was there anything left to mend?”
EXACT-FUCKING-LY MY QUESTION
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ratanslily · 1 month
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he infuriates me.
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Sent by anonymous
‘This is a kenna rys appreciation post. I love her and I miss her and thank you, goodbye’
POST/CONFESSIONS DO NOT REFLECT THE MOD’S PERSONAL OPINIONS!
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mikeystrawberry · 8 months
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The Hottiez 🔥
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zoeywades-spouse · 2 years
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Can you imagine making a company that’s based around interactive and engaging books that were full of talking about serious issues (transphobia, trauma, mental health, misogyny, etc.) and that were truly immersive with complex characters and plots. And years later all those wonderful books have been pushed to the side and replaced with superficial, boring, and harmful books with the only goal to make money
The moment PB pushed away books like ILITW, TC&TF, ES and so forth and began writing books like Surrender, TNA, WB, etc., they lost their passion for writing complex and engaging books
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snepril · 8 months
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Incense of Polymorph - Elemental Single use only. Duration: 24 hours (approximate)
Instructions: Empty contents onto lit candle, inhale smoke immediately. Remain by candle until transformation is complete. Use complete contents only. Do not extinguish candle before transformation is complete. Do not use if seal is broken. Do not use if wet. Do not consume grapefruit within 48 hours of use.
You were fire.
You had been nervous before. Your hands had shaken as you'd emptied the thimbleful of colorful dust onto the candle's flame, your heart had leapt into your chest as the fire rose into the air, your mind had raced with doubts and worries and question after question.
The flames had burned it all away, devoured skin and bone like dry leaves on the forest floor. Your body had become kindling, fueling your rebirth as your soul blazed brighter than the heart of a star. You were fire now, your body balanced atop the candlewick with weightless, effortless grace. You could feel it below you, holding you in place like the roots of a great tree even as you felt yourself creeping down deeper into the candle, devouring every fleck of fuel you could reach. You had to - you were fire now, and fire was motion. You had never imagined it before, never really understood that fact until you had become it - fire was motion, you were motion - restless, dynamic, ever changing and ever hungering. You burned and blazed as brightly as you could, drank every mote of oxygen and devoured every scrap of fuel within reach, simply because you could. Because you had to. Because you were fire.
It was dizzying, intoxicating, and for a while you simply reveled in that fact. When you finally looked outward, it was... strange. The world around you was, physically, exactly as you had left it - albeit much larger than before. Your candle sat in the middle of your friend's living room, the walls and ceiling towering over you like the vaults of some great cathedral. The ceiling fan kicked up a hurricane, buffeting you and sending your new form flickering restlessly. Your friends were there too, watching you with intense curiosity. But it was all so different, and not just for its size. The walls, the furniture, even the stuffed dragon you'd gotten them as a gift last Christmas... they weren't the signs of safety and comfort anymore. They were fuel, and you wanted to reach out to them, to spread into them and consume them and make them a part of yourself until all that remained was ash and-
"Hey? Are you in there?"
The voice snapped you out of your stupor. Right. They were waiting, weren't they? All this time you'd been so lost in the splendor of your new existence that you'd hardly noticed your actual shape. You were a candle flame, small and formless and flickering. Maybe you could change that?
You could, as it turned out. It took some trying, but you managed to shape yourself into... well, not quite a human shape, but something close enough. Your lower half was still firmly rooted to the candlewick, but your upper body was fairly easy to move around. Admittedly, you found yourself unconsciously reaching for anything nearby that looked flammable, but none of the others seemed to notice.
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puraiuddo · 11 months
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more jazz (ft. the reverse sides of his wings which cleverly double as speakers presumably as a nod to his sonic attacks/sound and light show)
#jazz #autobot jazz #tf jazz #jazz tf #transformers jazz #jazz tf #kuro kara kuri jazz #flame toys jazz
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