The pain of Shipping:
Having a ship with a cute basis and a kick-ass ship name but having no one around to ship it.
“Stormy Night” - Nightbeat and Brainstorm.
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Reblog if you give permission for other characters to:
Hate yours Be rude to yours Become your character’s enemy Be willing to attack/fight yours in a plot Develop a bromance or platonic relationship Have or receive UNreciprocated feelings with yours Team up with your character against others Otherwise engage in non-romantic interactions
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Broken || RUSTEDSERVOS
miisadvcnturcs:
@rustedservos
Tracking down the Lost Light had been hard enough, but when that search had turned up for naught, Wheeljack hadn’t lost hope. The current medic aboard the Lost Light had tried to patch him up, but Wheeljack’s patience hadn’t survived as well as his determination had, and so he’d been off in search of the Serenity as quickly as he could slip away.
Retrospectively, he should’ve let them patch him up. His mouth guard was completely gone, spoiling the surprise he had in store for Ratchet entirely - his mouth had been regenerated completely by the regen tanks he’d spent months in following the incident with Prowl, despite their never having been whole before. The tanks, he figured, must’ve gone on genetic coding, not pre-established builds.
He docked the shuttle in a hurry, not even caring that Ratchet, not expecting him, might possibly be hostile to someone forcing their way onto his ship. There was no time to think about that now. He’d been away for too long, and every moment Ratchet wasn’t in his sights added a burden to his spark too painful to bear.
“Hey, Doc. Y’forgot something.” Right. His voice modulator had been… damaged. He could speak just fine, but not in the upper pitches, meaning his voice was… deeper than usual. He liked it, decidedly. It made him sound rebellious.
Ratchet was woken up to the sharp shrill of the proximity alarm, shooting straight out of berth as war protocols activated. No one comed him ( he checked, his comms were online), no one alerted him to visits, so he had no idea what was going on.
The ship shuddered under his pedes, making him stumble into the wall as he ran to the docking bay. He turned the corner to see…what the hell?
“Wheeljack?” HE asked, before the others vocalizer hit him full force. He had never heard that deep voice from the other. His spark quivered as his plating shivered, a pit of pleasure sitting in his spark as his protocols vanished, weaponry dying back.
“What…how….what the hell???” He asked, stumbling forward into the others arms, pulling him close and scanning him, spark spinning faster in its casing as he touched the plating of one he thought he lost.
Wheeljack let out a sigh, and nearly collapsed into Ratchet’s arms. His injuries weren’t severe, but he hadn’t recharged since he’d left the Lost Light, and even that was cut short by a protocol he’d installed in himself to keep from recharging at his work station.
“Short version is, Prowl killed me, Starscream revived me, everyone used me, I left. Simple, really.” But none of that was the important part, to be honest.
“Ironhide told me some things when I woke up. Bee’s dead, you’re alive, and... I got to thinking, y’know? I’ve made mistakes - shocking, but true - and there’s one I can’t make again. I let you get away... I wasn’t there for you when you took off on the Lost Light, when you needed me. I’ve let you down more than I can hope to repay, Ratchet. That’s a mistake I don’t intend to make again.”
Broken || RUSTEDSERVOS
@rustedservos
Tracking down the Lost Light had been hard enough, but when that search had turned up for naught, Wheeljack hadn’t lost hope. The current medic aboard the Lost Light had tried to patch him up, but Wheeljack’s patience hadn’t survived as well as his determination had, and so he’d been off in search of the Serenity as quickly as he could slip away.
Retrospectively, he should’ve let them patch him up. His mouth guard was completely gone, spoiling the surprise he had in store for Ratchet entirely - his mouth had been regenerated completely by the regen tanks he’d spent months in following the incident with Prowl, despite their never having been whole before. The tanks, he figured, must’ve gone on genetic coding, not pre-established builds.
He docked the shuttle in a hurry, not even caring that Ratchet, not expecting him, might possibly be hostile to someone forcing their way onto his ship. There was no time to think about that now. He’d been away for too long, and every moment Ratchet wasn’t in his sights added a burden to his spark too painful to bear.
“Hey, Doc. Y’forgot something.” Right. His voice modulator had been... damaged. He could speak just fine, but not in the upper pitches, meaning his voice was... deeper than usual. He liked it, decidedly. It made him sound rebellious.
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❝ Listen to me && listen to me well. WE fight a hard war – filled with grief and remorse. Where ENERGON stains our servos && nightmares are now our dreams.
But we must not falter – We must not fear.
In this battlefield, we make our stand. HERE AND NOW. ❞
i. indie Ultra Magnus from Transformers Prime | ii. slightly canon divergent iii. mainly show- / headcanon- / comic-based | iv. multiship / duplicates / ocs welcomed ! v. scribed by Esti | vi. read rules + dossier prior to interaction !!
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if u don’t know every word to this song we can’t be friends
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battlesparked
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me: *cups my muse's cheeks and whispers* i ship u with happiness
muse: it sure as hell doesn't feel like it
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❛ that death does wait, there’s no debate━━ so charge and ATTACK ; to hell and back !! ❜
{ multiverse ♚ multiship ♚ guidelines }
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EMERGENCY DONATIONS
I really hate that I have to do this but… I need help.
TL;DR // This month rent was upped $100 for an annual fee, and on top of that, bills, food, gasoline, medication, and paying $500 out of pocket Mid-May in service fees for my car, my bank account is currently in the negatives, with outstanding payments.
My next payday isn’t until June 15th ( which mostly goes towards paying off my credit card ), but I’ve hit a bit of a snag, and had to use my debit for a lot of purchases this past month.
All I need is $100 to get out of the rut, and back in the positives so I can pay off the last of my bills and avoid penalty / late fees.
I know most of us are in tough places financially, which is why I ask that this post is reblogged, signal boosted, and circulated so on the off-chance someone with the means to help sees this, they can lend their aid.
Thank-you so much for the donations I’ve received over the past few months, I am incredibly grateful for your support. I hate that I need to call for help again so quickly, but I’m starting to turn desperate. Below is a link so you can ‘buy me a coffee’, which are normally about $3:
>>>>> BUY ME A COFFEE <<<<<<
OR you can send a payment to my paypal: elitaone@outlook.com ( HERE’S THE LINK ) — if you prefer choosing your limit. Legit just $1 will help me out so so so much.
PLEASE REBLOG AND SIGNAL BOOST THIS POST.
Thank-you ( again ) for all of your support during this transition over the past few months. I’m hopeful for this new year, but at the same time, I’m terrified beyond belief. If you can’t donate I understand, but please, PLEASE, reblog this so it circulates — getting the word out would help me tons. <3
- Jess
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WHOOOOA
Niy eboug blabkry
A sleep-deprived @gonnacounttothree explains in a mysterious language why he cannot sleep.
i don’t have enough skill or photos to make a proper edit but i have made a dragon age: inquisition blog if anyone wants to follow it.
Streetwise Starter Call
Like this post for a starter from Streetwise
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as soon as i saw this post i knew i had to make this