LETHAL SOCCER MOM

I've never given a fuck ever in my life. Arcee shitpost/rp/ask blog. I will do any RPs but I absolutely love shitposting. When sending asks 🔪 for TFP Arcee ⚔️ for IDW Arcee 💤 for TFA Arcee Please specify so I know how to reply!

[officialarcee]

It’s hard being the sole provider of tfp memes, but it’s honest work.

[officialarcee]

Another bad TFP joke, enjoy. 🥰

[arcee-official]

Might fuck around and revitalize this blog.

[arcee-official]

[comes online]

I have to post cliffcee

[goes back offline for another several million years]

[kotteri0000]

CliffCee 1

[highglossfinish]

Has Arcee murdered anybody lately, that you can prove at least?

None she’s brought to my attention. Part of living under a peace treaty is learning to keep one’s murders a secret.

[arcee-official]

And part of murdering bots is making sure no one finds out, anon. I’m not messy like most cons are.

[arcee-official]

I’m dead for 400 years on this blog and all I have to show for it is shitty memes.

[sigyemaem]

Doodle

[dominatorofkaon-deactivated2020]

Hey, Lord Legatron, can I borrow your eyebrows?

… No you cannot, Smokescreen

[ask-smokescreen]

Aww, are you sure, Lord Tinytron? Do they even come off?

[arcee-official]

Smokescreen PLEASE don’t taunt the gladiatorial war criminal, we’ve talked about this.

[ask-smokescreen]

arcee-official‌:

Smokescreen, I think even your whispers can be loud. It’s a talent, really. Why don’t you wait until tomorrow morning to yell? Or maybe go up on the the roof.

Wait, really? I thought they were quiet! I guess I’m really good at projecting my voice!

…

Okay, sure, I’ll hang out on the roof and like, watch the sun. Sorry I woke you up, Arcee!

[arcee-official]

It’s okay, Smokescreen. Be safe, have fun. Don’t fall off the roof, okay?

[ask-smokescreen]

arcee-official‌:

I am very well aware of your ability to stay awake and…. be yelling.

It’s both concerning, and kind of impressive.

Thank you, Arcee! I’ve got like, millions of years of practice!

…

I can try whispering instead if that would help?

[arcee-official]

Smokescreen, I think even your whispers can be loud. It’s a talent, really. Why don’t you wait until tomorrow morning to yell? Or maybe go up on the the roof.

[ask-smokescreen]

arcee-official‌:

Smokescreen, it is 2am. Everyone is powered down and recharging, please stop yelling in the middle of the base and go back to bed.

Sorry, Arcee! It won’t happen again, probably!

But I’m not tired, I can stay awake for like, another million hours!

[arcee-official]

I am very well aware of your ability to stay awake and.... be yelling.

It’s both concerning, and kind of impressive.

[ask-smokescreen]

Wait, what? What is this, the fuck police? Come on! You can’t arrest me for this!

[arcee-official]

Smokescreen, it is 2am. Everyone is powered down and recharging, please stop yelling in the middle of the base and go back to bed.

[arcee-official]

((FINALLY got a laptop again, so I’ve went ahead and updated my rules and about page! Go ahead and give it a read while I attempt to be more active))

[arcee-official]

Cliffjumper is a Himbo

[arcee-official]

It’s been two years.

Two very long and excruciating years.

The war still wasn’t over, and the Autobots were in a bad spot, with three of the Omega keys going to the cons. Things were looking bleak and hopeless. Days like these would be the days where she and her partner spend the day together; Slow dancing and exchanging stories. Talking and holding each other.

But Arcee would never get the chance to have another one of those days. Now, all she could do was sit by the makeshift grave they had all made for Cliffjumper and have a one sided conversation. Primus, how she missed his voice. That’s all she could think about as she carried the conversation alone.

She would talk about recent events, how the war effort was going or how everyone’s health was. She would talk about the kids and how she wishes Cliff could of met them, how he would of gotten along with everyone. Oh how he and Miko would of gotten along so well, and how much the team needed him. How much she needed him. How much she missed him.

It’s been two excruciatingly long years.

She would still cry when she had to say goodbye to a pile of ruble with one metal horn on top of it.

[arcee-official]

(( kinda thinking abt Tfp SadPosting™️ again and writing some sad minific for arcee.... shall I?) )

[arcee-official]

(( [blasts the saddest songs on my Arcee playlist and cracks knuckles] today I will make my followers Sad))