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Listen to the Playmoss playlist: flinch by xhylerate  ► LISTEN A playlist with music by , Delta Rae and more. The Front Bottoms - Be Nice To Me Highly Suspect - Lydia Johnny Cash - Hurt  Nico Vega - Beast of America Two Door Cinema Club - Sleep Alone Karmina - All The King's Horses Delta Rae - ALL GOOD PEOPLE Green Day - Bang Bang Delta Rae - Fire Marina and The Diamonds - Guilty

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Send me a number (or more than one!) and I will share a headcanon about my muse's:

Opinion of themself.

Mental health.

Physical health.

Aim with a weapon.

Temper.

Love life.

Religious beliefs.

Thoughts on aliens.

Eyesight.

Sense of humor.

Thoughts on robots.

Sleep schedule.

Integrity.

Popularity.

Thoughts on unicorns.

Thoughts on dragons.

Memory.

Immune system.

Fears.

Life expectancy.

Intelligence.

Thoughts on taking risks.

Thoughts on money.

Physical strength.

Thoughts on pacifism.

Thoughts on spiders.

Thoughts on butterflies

Thoughts about bees.

Eating habits. 

Alcohol intake.

Thoughts on clowns.

Artistic ability.

Acting ability.

Singing ability.

Thoughts on Halloween.

Birthday.

Sports ability.

Verbal tics.

Physical tics.

Thoughts on ghosts.

Handwriting.

Best personality traits.

Worst personality traits.

Thoughts about children.

Computer ability.

Thoughts about global warming.

Luck.

Thoughts on cats.

Thoughts on dogs.

Thoughts on fuzzy bunnies.

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[watching him carefully, flinch moved slowly and cautiously, as if he thought if he moved too fast or Optimus spoke too loudly whatever enchantment that had fallen over them both would be broken.]

[he was bad with words, always had been. Oh, he had much to say, but getting them out of his mouth in a way that didn’t end with a firm blow to the jaw and a broken friendship had always been the problem. So when Optimus asked for his promise, and pressed their lips together- and oh did he like that, choking back a soft noise when he pulled away, -he took a moment to collect himself, worrying his lower lip between his dentae.]

……..Okay. I promise. [and then his hand was on the other mech’s thigh, hesitantly rubbing circles into his overheated plating.]

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Send ✖ + a body part for my muse’s reaction to yours touching a scar they have on that body part.

Send ✿ + a body part to kiss the scar instead!

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[flinch stands stock still, watching him with one wide eye through the blue tinted datapad, soothed by the mech’s soft words of reassurance. He feels his face heat at the proposition, and not for the first time, he’s glad he doesn't flush visibly like the organic population. Go on, say something.]  Uhh.. [Eloquent.] [There’s a long pause before he moves forwards, slowly, one step at a time until Optimus is almost close enough to touch. Still clutching at that datapad like a lifeline, he lowers it slowly, the blue filter that distorted the prime’s form falling away as he raked over him with a hesitant, but clearly lustful gaze.] [his em field was coiled tightly to his frame, a writhing bundle of nervous energy that slowly reached towards him, a sort of wordless agreement to whatever this was. Is. Would be.]

You’re not so bad yourself... Sir. [he choked out of his uncooperative vocalizer, a mumble with a tacked on title like an afterthought. Heat was already starting to radiate off his frame at the mere proximity of the squad leader in such a... lewd position, the low hum of his fans adding to the dim whirring that filled the room.]

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All robots are trans

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[the smaller mech stopped dead in his tracks as soon as he entered the room, his vocalizer catching as he nearly crushed the datapad in his servos.]

I- Uh, i was. i was told to come……. to come see you for this, sir? [his voice broke into a high pitched squeak at the end of his statement, a large burst of steam fleeing his vents as he practically shut down right there, hiding his face behind the partially clear pad.]

I’m so- sorry….. sorry, sorry!

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Praising.

NEVER | NOT REALLY | MAYBE | NOT BAD | MMMMM | HELL YES | TAKE ME NOW | THERE GO MY PANTS

nothing.... nothing wrong with enjoying being told you’re doing good, right?

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[his antennae shot up, ever more expressive than him as he spluttered]

You- I. I wasn’t- i didn't miss, i wasn't sure if you would have appreciated me just- kissing you like that out of nowhere without permission, but clearly that's not an issue.

[he was rambling, but not loud enough to drown out the sound of his fans kicking into overdrive to cool off his embarrassment.]

💋 [15, but he wimps out at the last second to 2]

[goes ahead and smooches Flinch on the lips anyway.]

you missed!

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Send my muse a kink and they'll rate it based on interest

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i can! i’ll hold onto your leg until you take a break.

blurr culture is overworking urself until ur body overheats and then crashing 10 minutes later

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[[quick question why arent you saying this shit in the call like MEN]]

(( Hannah is going to fucking murder me ))

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......is it just me, or is ‘what’s new pussycat’ longer than i thought it was?

who the fuck put what’s new pussycat in the jukebox, it sure as hell wasn’t me and i know this game, i know how this story goes, and it’s not gonna happen

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[he’s choking on stale, coppery air, filters soaked in cloying energon and he’s trembling, his legs buckling under his own weight and his arms wont move and the blades growing closer and all he can hear is the buzzing and his own hoarse screams and its closer and cutting into him and his voice is gone and it keeps coming it keeps coming it keeps coming-]

[he jolts awake, clutching desperately at the edges of his recharge slab, denting his own fingers.]

[just a dream.]