LaraPoasting

Lara | 20 | she/her| lover of things, hater of said things; doee of typoes; i shall take my revenge on wikipedia moderators (and copyright law) one day

[arceefoxgirl]

hellow

i like little guys, the kinds that squirm, yip, bite, gnaw, run away from me as i try to snap a picture of them for my inaturalist. space is fun, but like not real life space, fake space where there's robot cars and wizards and an all consuming armada of cubes.

//DNI Wikipedia Editor Linuxmanía//

[arceefoxgirl]

the new wikipedia layout angers me to no end

[arceefoxgirl]

every couple of months i go down a sort-of depression spiral about Thylacines, look at these silly mfs why the fuck did australians pick sheep (who were under no actual danger from them) over these !!!

[arceefoxgirl]

it's fucking crazy that one of the main plotlines of young sheldon season 5 is his parents desperately trying to avoid having an affair

[arceefoxgirl]

ʰ ᵉ ˡ ˡ ᵒ ʷ

[arceefoxgirl]

I love Arcee, she's a trans icon and a pretty cool robot, but did they really need to give her a buthole⁉️⁉️⁉️

[arceefoxgirl]

we've gone from idiots allowing spy speakers into their homes to straight up spy drones, this wouldn't happen under cummunism

[secondlina]

Check out my ongoing comic Crow Time. It has crows, and also neat pantheons of epic beasties.

[arceefoxgirl]

boob,.,ies

[bunniboytoy]

me logging onto tumblr dot com

[little-tunny]

Whale evolution poster I made for Da Kids :^) (Featuring my mom’s classroom!) She said all the kids love to stop and stare at it, and when she excitedly told them that I drew it they all rolled her eyes and said that a “human couldn’t draw that good,” and refused to believer her. She was upset that no one praised her, but I’m like, that’s goddamn right children, it’s me, your New God.

[crevicedwelling]

they’re here! it’s them! the

[arceefoxgirl]

I want them in my mouth

[arceefoxgirl]

do you think they’ve explored each others exhaust pipes?

[chromlita-deactivated20231120]

Megs is certainly looking…

[pluralsword]

See this is the kind of thing we want from transformers sensuality. Who remembers “Forget that, if you win I’ll rotate your tires!” an actual thing Arcee said to Bumblebee in Devil’s Due G.I. Joe vs. the Transformers: The Art of War #3? As a one up of him saying that he won the race the two were having she should kiss him?

He tragically died on the next page after a loud woohoo! at Arcee’s offer.

When’s someone gonna caress Arcee’s back stacks on screen or on panel for euphoria or sensory reasons hmmm like it doesn’t have to be sex but it can still be fun we don’t write it as sex at all.

Here’s a sultry example from Addendum Chapter 3 (an IDW1 fanfic we write) where it’s about giving euphoria to her, before her first reformat surgery (her partner at the time is Codexa):

I put the book on the windowsill and stood to meet her slack jawed face. “Is dead. I’m a relic, and a transgender disaster of a person in the twilight years of Hadean aesthetics. I, I’m so scared.”

“Hey, easy,” she slipped her arms around my slight torso curves to hug me, and I shivered from her touch. “Heh, you do like that, don’t you.”

“Makes me feel more of how I want to be…” I nestled my head on her shoulder.

“Of course it does,” she bonked her head softly on mine, and came to rest there. “Darling, none of us are perfect, and you have limited resources in the present. We’re all cheering for you. I gave my own CNA for this. We make do how we can, and I’m proud of you for turning your brother down to instead try and build a horizontal future with us. I know it’s hard to trust permanence after all the violence you’ve lived, and I’m sorry you’ve been hurt so bad. But I promise, even if things don’t go well with this, there’s always love to hold onto, to find one happy thing in the day, and your connection to the universe, okay? That sense of strength you see things through.”

“Yeah, thank you,” I pecked at her cheek guard.”I think I know how I want to connect to the universe and find a happy thing right now.”

She cackled and cupped my helm in her hands to smooch me on the lips, nice and long. “Mmm, you do huh? Well, sit down dear, so I can touch you more and bring some euphoria out of your soul and mind into your frame.”

I walked over in her arm and sat on the recharge slab, and she tightened her grip on my back while leaning in to kiss back and forth with me. I held a wing and rubbed her waist, hearing her coo as lips opened and closed on each other. Her free hand wandered along the length of my torso to my thigh furthest from her, and caressed the outer curve that I found too slight, leaving me warbling with lit up sensors and circuits across my body, across shapes I didn’t want but felt her touch where I had expressed wanting change. I could imagine them in my mind, a torso that curved a bit more, whose mass was recycled and moved elsewhere, to my thighs and chest…  thighs sturdy while dexterous, more engine power in them, and a chest that can proudly form the front of my car mode I want so much…

The touch of her hands at the hip height of my thigh made my legs feel larger there than they were, the way she stroked in a circle on the side. I was in flow with time and space, not so disjarred. More curving on the inside and out, more sturdiness under the rounded armor so desired, and her hands on my waist again, squeezing around the mid sides and then running down the length, bringing out a sense of a more tapered waist… though fear of the moment being dashed or lost was there and anxious, I chose to ignore it.

“You’re very good at this,” I clasped her chin in my hand and softly pulled a kiss, feeling her quake with joy.

“You are too…” Codexa straddled her legs around my waist and held me with her arms around my chest and back, continuing to kiss me, until she scooched over to the back of my shoulders, legs still around me.

My back panged, feeling the two stacks I wanted but didn’t have. “Would you rub the back of my shoulders or kiss me there, please?”

“Thought you wouldn’t ask,” she traced a hand across me as she pivoted to rub me there, and lay osculations with her lovely lips. My shoulder circuits surged with euphoric joy, feeling the phantom sensation of the tall bulky stacks I wanted so much, made real in the mind just from my partner’s touch at where they would meet my back.

I shuddered, and pressed around her ankles, squeezing and caressing, feeling her laugh. “You know, nobody’s ever paid attention to my big ankles like that, thank you love.”

“Hehe- oh,” my circuits sang happily from her touch, and hearing her wings flap. “This is what I wanted, sweetspark…”

“Soon I’ll be able to kiss the ones you want, darling…”

“Yes, yes you will,” I felt my grin grow, and I laughed, harshness out of mind. “And you already have.”

She kept up the rubbing, I practically lost track of myself beyond the shape I wanted feeling so real, and eventually wanting to return that to her again. I turned around, and ran hands around her waist, and kissed her there softly while touching her wings. She laughed and cooed and sighed, still rubbing my back, and then my arms, particularly the sides of my forearms, where I had thought about door panel plating… I shuddered with joy, and brought myself back up to touch lips again, cupping her helm in my hands, exchanging smooches optics shut, her arms running from my back to my waist and thighs and back up again, until she simply held me around the shoulders, our osculations our focal point for a long while.

My frame ecstatic in every circuit in sensor, tired and relaxed too, I finally parted from her face to gaze into her optics, our smiles soft and eased. Codexa patted the bunk portion behind her and started to lay down. I joined across from her, still gazing at her, and our limbs found each other in embrace, spooning closely. At gentle rest and calm, I felt the urge to slip into recharge and dream, and I could still feel the shape I wanted from her recent caresses.  This is so lovely. 

See it doesn’t have to be sex to still be a fun sensory thing- and something they’d remark about. And importantly- a point of immersion for aesthetics. See like- this Arcee with her prereformat body, y’know, when she looks like Galvatron? But Codexa’s touch is making her feel the shapes she wants. Just wait until we get to writing intimate touch when she does get closer and closer reformat by reformat to what she really wants

On the other hand, lewd writers, go crazy with alien anatomy, is all we will say

[platycryptus]

this mud dauber wasp (Sceliphron caementarium) seemed distressed about something in her clay nest. Turns out it had been commandeered by a keyhole wasp (Pachodynerus nasidens), who was now aggressively asserting ownership

keyhole wasps, which hunt weevils and other small beetles, will opportunistically nest in any sort of small cavity (such as a keyhole). The existing literature on this species doesn’t say anything about taking over other wasp‘s nests, only that they sometimes refurbish abandoned nests, but I guess this one didn’t get the memo.

This isn't the worst of their mischief though- they also have a habit of building nests that clog up the airspeed measuring instruments in planes and have caused several fatal crashes.

(Florida, 10/6/21)

[arvalis]

The final battle in Pokemon Scarlet is weirdly very good. I had to paint it. Boy howdy Koraidon is a real complex design but I wanted to do it right. I learned a whole ton on this one, took around 67 hours of paint time. That does not include despair time.

[beaudeer]

she let me hit it cuz im woofy

[spophiearts]

yall want another one?