#they wanted to serve their country

[agentsquirrelsgotrobots]

"Oh. Hi." Blades said, inching awkwardly towards the scary, scarred up bot currently sitting on the steps of the courthouse. "Uh, well, you see, you kinda can't have open engex here? It's not safe for the humans."

"Uh. Cool. Yeah, I will put a safety cap on." The bot grabbed a cap and straw out of his ragged duffel bag and twisted it on. Have a good one, officer...?"

"EMT Blades, but no, I just drew the short straw. At least you're nice? Are you staying here?"

The bot smiled, relaxing from his easy-going but cautious mood. "Yeah, I will be looking for work later on. Just wanted to watch people. You don't mind me using the stairs as a seat? I didn't see anywhere else I could rest for a moment. I'm Rattlegun, and i have a microcon named Squeak around here somewhere. Trust me, i don't like the name either, but he likes, and that's what matters. "

Blades noticed that Rattlegun's arms were covered in scratched engravings, scars that never quite matched in age. There were some dress paint, fresh from his retirement ceremony, including several for exemplary service and extended contracts. Blades wondered if it hurt to get them done. He just had to ask. "Did it hurt getting the engravings done?"

"Yeah, no worse than the autobrand, though. Better than engex after a battle, am I right? Huh, wait, no, you look too well fed. You must be someone recovered from some stasis pod somewhere."

"Yep. You got me. Ran into a sparkeater, had to rush into stasis, no time to signal for help."

"Eh, you didn't miss much." Rattke gun though for a minute. "A war, a couple genocides, war crimes, collapse of civilization, and the death of the planet. You're lucky you missed it, really. This town is nice. Got any recommendations for a warehouse rental and a local construction or shipping company looking for labor?"

"Unfortunately, no. Griffin Rock is too small for big construction. Try the docks? Warehouses are hard to get. Land is expensive here. You are better off renting a space in the underground overnight parking next to the courthouse until you save up a little nest egg to buy a more dilapidated one and just get some permits to rebuild it. I know that my buddies, Heatwave and Chase, can make sure everything is up to code and won't be a hazard to the humans, and my friend Boulder and I could help with construction. Also, thank you for your service. "

"Eh, to be honest, joining the army branch of the Autobots wasn't the greatest life decision. But at least we eventually won in the end." Rattlegun chuckled, and Blades flinched as the plating on Rattlegun's throat vibrated and shook. "You wh-eh-wanna get out, buddy?"

Rattlegun cleared his intake before lifting his hand towards his mouth, opening it as far as it can go, and coughing as a microcon the size of Cody climbed out of Rattlegun's throat. "Blades, this is my microcon friend Squeak. Squeak, this is medic Blades. Be nice to him. He seems to be good people, and we need to keep some of those." Squeak, well, squeaked, in that high pitched cybex that was just barely out of Blades's audible range without his translator.

"You better treat my amica right, medic. I'm watching you."

"Squeak, I promise Rattlegun will find nothing but allies here. You got an alt mode that's comfortable for the night? I can pay for parking? As a measure of thanks for your service, I noticed your exemplary service markings."

Rattlegun gave Blades a strained smile, fed up with hearing about the worse mistake he had made in his life yet again being framed as his greatest honor. "That would be lovely. It's getting late, I'm getting tipsy, and the walk isn't getting any shorter. Let's get going."

Blades paid for the parking spot, and Rattlegun folded into his humvee alt mode, his military badges morphing into bumper stickers proclaiming him a proud veteran. Squeak settled into the driver's seat, and the two of them settled in for the night, hoping to find work in the morning.

[vainvaiheart]

behind every sandy man is a woman rooting for his downfall

[communistkenobi]

students in the social sciences can’t explain it either lol. “people in this country see no merit in studying any subject that cannot go on a resume” that’s because they go to school to get a job! I wonder what larger structural factors contribute to this widespread relationship people have to higher education. maybe this guy can use his big beautiful humanities degree to explain it to us

[jangmi-latte]

hey i got lilia

[rimeah]

Save me from artblock cowboy vash, save me

[theactualsunshinechild]

*banging my fists against the wall helplessly, tears streaming down my face*

MY RAREPAIR STILL HASN'T INTERACTED AND AT THIS POINT I'M NOT SURE THEY EVER WILL

[ginsoakedgirl80]

first business

then business

hahaha, he is blushing, finally someone is willing to dom him

This was such a boss move, Yang Ying. Li Tongguan stunned into silence and submitting to her on his wedding night that he planned with someone else.

[sexygaywizard]

"Angry Europeans" "regional dialect" like you know Europe isn't one country right please for the love of god say sike rn

What about saying regional dialects makes it sound like I think Europe is one place that's literally the opposite of what that means lol

[infinitelystrangemachinex]

Mel for the unhinged character bingo!

yessss YEEEESSSSSSSSS

[starchaserdreams]

My conspiracy theories about Regulus Arcturus Black walked so that my conspiracy theories about Kate Middleton and King Charles could run.

[rusted-sun]

just remembered an idea i had earlier. so like dominic was originally named butch/butcher but i realized i dont like it at all, and i was iffy about dominic from the get-go and like yesterday or smth the name buster came in mind for him. im really not sure tho. its better than butch i *think* but like. decisions decisions :pensive:

[neometalsilver]

the prime minister made a transphobic comment, on record, in the house of commons, in front of the mother of a brutally murdered transgender girl. i hate him and every conservative politician with every fibre of my being.

[steamedsiopao]

my frog and toad granny square cardigan 🐸🍁

this took me three months of on & off work! learnt how to do an invisible mattress seam, seaming squares with unequal sides, and a yarn-over slip stitch ribbing for this project.

this didn't start out with the frog & toad squares but a beloved twitter mutual erin pointed out that the color scheme was frog & toad so i decided to add the squares!

one of my project roadblocks was the arrangement of squares, i feel like there MUST be some perfect mathematical arrangement to patchwork that i just haven't achieved. so, i procrastinated for a month despite the squares being fully finished.

i AM proud that i managed to weave in square ends as i was making squares & not all at once at the end. i did find that the ribbing & seaming created a LOT of ends that i also procrastinated on

incredibly happy with this project & how neat it is!

project details

🧶 familia phat yarn (acrylic worsted): 902, 938, 927, 943, 33, 62

🪝 hooks: 4.00mm (squares & sleeves), 3.50mm (ribbing), 5.50mm (cuffs)

📝 pattern: freehanded! but if anyone wants to remake this feel free to ask me for my notes ‼️

[mariocki]

Simon Templar meets his match in the shape of Roger Delgado, as Peruvian police chief Captain Rodriguez in The Saint: Locate and Destroy (5.12, ITC, 1966)

[turnwashingtonsbaddies]

historical!André: *probably covered in ink and paint stains like the tech theater kid he is*

Everyone and their mother: that one. I want him.

does this even remotely fit the prompt? no. am i still posting it as my response to this ask? yea <3

[the-jam-to-the-unicorn]

At this point, they're Russia's useful idiots