#it literally knocked me tf out

[thewiglesswonder]

Back when I was first getting into Transformers, I somehow got it in my head that "t-cog" was a fanon term that meant "dick".

So you can imagine my surprise when I watched TFP and M.E.C.H started stealing t-cogs.

[wwheeljack]

Still haven't caught sight of Drag Strip's or Wildrider's names, but that's three out of five components of Menasor who show up in the race alone.

[officialkendallroy]

had a fever last night :( my brain is cooked you guys

[escortingsecrets]

Woke up throughout the night and into the morning with a very large panic attack. I'll be around discord today but I don't have much energy for writing today

[juricore]

im like not consuming this show fast enough for my tastes i barely know ranko's deal but i know when i find out more about her its going to killlllllll me

[babisawyer]

the gang now that kristen/crystal is dead

[bigprettygothgf]

i didnt know what rabbits was and looked it up and found out it was literally used in a study on existential crisis lol

yeah this tracks LMAO

[moonangelxo]

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[theunemployedrogue]

I needed to go tf to bed like 2 hrs ago bc I gotta get up and start driving to Atlanta by 4 AM, and I'm already running on fumes after not sleeping last night.

But the siren call of images...

[thewiglesswonder]

Conspiracy theory: Christine is basically the Decepticon version of the Bumblebee Movie. She’s actually a Decepticon (her power is self-repair) who got trapped in her alt-mode and lost her memories, and has bonded to this one human in particular and WILL act out on their behalf. AU where the final battle unjams Christine’s T-cog and she transforms, ready to kill.

Okay. Honestly. This fucks severely.

Like, Christine would probably never get her Cybertronian memories back, and honestly, might not even care that much. The way it’s portrayed in the movie, she’s in love with Arnie, and he loves her right back. She has him, she has her radio, and she has the means to make those that hurt her and Arnie pay dearly for it. And sometimes, you know, that’s all a girl needs. Also, her self-healing being her outlier ability? Absolutely galaxy-brained.

[bobmckenzie]

*violently shaking my desk* HHHES SO... CUTE...

[aconfusedkitten]

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[geroya]

i love turning in absolutely incomprehensible work.

[hdmiports]

guys whatever you do don’t have siblings mine just busted in my room at 12:42 am looking for the vacuum while i was watching miguel o’hara edits (it was in the kitchen that she had to go through to get to my room btw)

[iwantyoutodegrademeplease]

Most recent ask game: 23,26,48

23. Do you shave or let it grow?

I let it grow but I also like to keep my body hair trimmed. I would LOVE to just be a hairy himbo, but i don't have the genetics for it sadly

26. How often do you masturbate?

Twice a day, but if I'm not edging for hours like I usually do I'll masturbate between three to five times a day. I just like taking my sweet time<3

I'm really curious on how T will effect me, seeing how I'm already horny all the time

48. Are you a “try anything once” kind of person, or do you know exactly what you want and don’t want?

I know what I want and not but I'll definitely try anything once, except for a couple hard limits, but that's mainly be for my own safety! When I first got introduced to kink and bdsm i was super vanilla, but that's clearly not the case anymore

Also, if I had a partner that got off on a kink I didn't, them getting off would probably get me going anyways soooo...

Or just, condition me through praise🥴

[secretlovezz]

Simon with an s/o who has a cat

Prt.2 here! <-

He hates your cat 😭

Their literally mortal enemies it's ridiculous

The cat glares at Simon 24/7 and he stares right back

You finally make it home after a stressful day at work ready to shower and relax. You open the front door and call out, "I'm home!" You get no response. It makes your brows furrow in confusion, having been used to a little furry friend lying on your unused shoes waiting for you to get home or hearing the heavy steps of your boyfriend making his way toward you. But today there was no welcome wagon for you.

Your heart immediately racks in worry the once steady beat of it moving to an unnaturally quick pace. Your hands move faster to remove your shoes and jacket wanting to look for the person and cat that once populated your apartment.

You call out again, "Simon? My Baby?"

"In here, dove." At the sound of your lover's voice, you're on the move heading to where his voice had been most prominent.

When you get to Simon- in the bathroom -he's clad in only a towel water still dripping from his hair and body and condensation on the mirror signifying he's just gotten out of the shower. Then your gaze goes to his face and his eyes aren't on you they're focused on something on the counter.

Your cat.

They're staring at each other both of them refusing to look away from one another. They were barely blinking. Then you realize why Simon's having a glaring contest with your pet, it's because the cat was on his clothes refusing to move out of pure stubbornness.

Suddenly you're glaring at the both of them too, "Are you guys being serious right now? This is getting ridiculous," you tell them and with Simon's response you roll your eyes and walk away.

"Oh, this is deadly serious, love"

Sometimes when Simon walks by your cat it latches onto Simon's leg kicking and biting the shit out of him (your poor boyfriend is just about ready to chuck the cat into outer space)

Your little fur baby definitely steals or tries to steal food from Simon's plates. Simon swears the cat gets stronger when determined to get into his stuff

Simon's cups have been knocked off of tables more often then not being left to clean up a mess that isn't his

Your looking up from your plate of food as soon as you hear grumbles and silverware clanking roughly against a porcelain plate. You smile a little at the sight in front of you. Simon's pushing your cats head back away from his food, while the cat uses all of his strength. Simon's scowl at the animal only gets deeper when he sees you smile at his unfortunate situation.

"You better not be smilin'," He says annoyance clear in his tone.

Now your laughing, a sound simon usually adores, one that makes his body relax, one that makes him feel safe, but now it has him clenching his jaw and has his eyebrows furrowed.

"Make 'im stop," He growls.

You pretent to think about it for a moment, pointer finger tapping your chin in faux thought, "I don't know si... this is thoroughly entertaining. What's in it for me if I help you?" The vein on his arm looked like it might burst at your question.

"If you don't get this dammed cat away from me it's gonna go missin'," you roll your eyes at his dramatics but called your cat to you regardless.

When you cuddle with one of them the other gets sooooo jealous

Simon will literally toss your little baby off the bed

The cat hits and claws for simon to get away from you

(Your constantly having to scold them its like having two children)

These two will argue with each other Simon's voice is stern its how you imagine he talks to new recruits and your cat is meowing loudly at him clearing cussing him tf out

Groggily peeling open your crused eyes open but quickly closing them as the bright morning sun peeked through your bedroom window you start to awaken. You rubbed into your eyes with the back of your fist before opening them again moving to look at the clock on the bedside table.

11:23

You slept in, or really someone let you sleep in because to your right your boyfriend seemed to have long since left the bed leaving the side he usually accompanied empty and cold.

You stretched and groaned the sheets and blankets moved with you weird groans and grunts leaving your yawning mouth as your joints crackled and popped. You sat up in bed still drowsy with sleep barley aware of your surroundings but still you gripped the enormous blanket and wrapped it around yourself as an act to shield the breezy-ness of the winter weather that leaked into your apartment.

Mreeeooow!

Your head whips to the door at the loud sound. Your cat was talkative but he was never very loud about him. This time the usual cute sound was replaced with an almost screech that made you cringe.

You take a deep breath before standing up and making your way to your room door. Once you open it the sounds of your cat get louder and now you can hear Simon too. His voice is booming but isn't loud it's stern and serious but filled with frustration and anger.

As you walk down the hall to the living area your duvet drag behind you on the floor. The floor creaks and groans under your feet alerting the two others in your home. Both their heads snap towards you. Your little baby's ears are pinned back in airplane mode and his pupils are dilated. Your big baby has his nose scrunched and lips downturned into a frown.

Your voice is laced with tiredness and a little deeper than it normally is, "What are you two arguing about this time?" The back of your hand is rubbing one of your eyes again as you speak.

"The little fucker is bein' disrespectful, he's not listenin' to me."

The cat meows loudly in response to Simon seeming trying to say he was lying.

You sigh and move to pick your cat up, he turns to putty in your arms and nuzzles his head against your chin. You walk towards Simon now. Leaning into him and humming contently when he wrapped his arms around you and the little one in your arms pretending to be annoyed but fully relaxing against your body.