祝日 / Permanent Vacation
occasionally subtle
Sade Olutola
JVL
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Misplaced Lens Cap
ojovivo
Andulka
izzy's playlists!
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
#extradirty
Cosimo Galluzzi
wallacepolsom
trying on a metaphor
will byers stan first human second
Today's Document
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@brxxkdxwn
Break the fourth wall! Send me a “ 💣 ” & my muse will speak to you on my (the mun)’s behalf!
(i.e. it could be something the mun’s been meaning to say to the other mun but hasn’t. it could be something helpful. it could be something funny or even misconstrued!)
Look to your left. The first thing you see is what you would hoard as a dragon.
Knock Out / Amaryllis (Pride, Splendid Beauty)
available as stickers and other stuff in my RB shop!
And love is when someone who even knows your scars, stays to kiss them.
Benjamin Griss (via rules-and-protocol)
Starjack TFP + IDW wips
( Bee looks in, not expecting to hear noise from here. )
[Sleepy mumblings from a Breakdown that has just woken up.] Buh-bo?
(gasp!) Breakdown!
(And a mostly-sleepy one! Bee climbs up to Breakdown’s optic level and sits next to him.) How you doin’?
[Sleepily, Breakdown reaches to rub at the small chunk of Knock Out’s armor that he wore around his neck, still mumbling sleepily.] Ah mih Nah-kuh. Buh-bo?
[Slowly Breakdown shakes his head, clearing the sleepiness from his processor.] Uh, sorry ‘bout that. M’a little stupid when I wake up.
So’m I, it’s okay.
(Bee shyly offers his hand, to “help” Breakdown up.) You want something to eat?
[He paused, thinking about it, as he took Bumblebee’s hand.] I think I’d like that.
[A pause.] But yeah, the weird not-a-language stuff is normal for me when I first wake up so… might have to get used to that. [Another pause.] Apparently “Buh-bo” is Bumblebee.
I kinda got it. Most people hit the “Bee” instead of the “Bumble”, but Buhbo works. Buhbobee.
(Buhbobee pulls on Breakdown’s hand to help him upright before darting off to get him a cube.)
Most people aren’t me.
[He grins softly as he’s pulled upright, but his grin falters when Bumblebee leaves, optics coming to rest on the armor hanging around his neck. He thought he’d moved on, why was it bothering him again?]
Lisa McMann, Gone
( Bee looks in, not expecting to hear noise from here. )
[Sleepy mumblings from a Breakdown that has just woken up.] Buh-bo?
(gasp!) Breakdown!
(And a mostly-sleepy one! Bee climbs up to Breakdown’s optic level and sits next to him.) How you doin’?
[Sleepily, Breakdown reaches to rub at the small chunk of Knock Out’s armor that he wore around his neck, still mumbling sleepily.] Ah mih Nah-kuh. Buh-bo?
[Slowly Breakdown shakes his head, clearing the sleepiness from his processor.] Uh, sorry ‘bout that. M’a little stupid when I wake up.
So’m I, it’s okay.
(Bee shyly offers his hand, to “help” Breakdown up.) You want something to eat?
[He paused, thinking about it, as he took Bumblebee’s hand.] I think I’d like that.
[A pause.] But yeah, the weird not-a-language stuff is normal for me when I first wake up so... might have to get used to that. [Another pause.] Apparently “Buh-bo” is Bumblebee.
Shortpacked!: Not Carl Sagan’s Cosmos
( Bee looks in, not expecting to hear noise from here. )
[Sleepy mumblings from a Breakdown that has just woken up.] Buh-bo?
(gasp!) Breakdown!
(And a mostly-sleepy one! Bee climbs up to Breakdown’s optic level and sits next to him.) How you doin’?
[Sleepily, Breakdown reaches to rub at the small chunk of Knock Out’s armor that he wore around his neck, still mumbling sleepily.] Ah mih Nah-kuh. Buh-bo?
[Slowly Breakdown shakes his head, clearing the sleepiness from his processor.] Uh, sorry ‘bout that. M’a little stupid when I wake up.
( Bee looks in, not expecting to hear noise from here. )
[Sleepy mumblings from a Breakdown that has just woken up.] Buh-bo?
If they stand behind you, give them protection.
If they stand beside you, give them respect.
If they stand if front of you, watch their back. And if they stand against you, show them no mercy.
@tyrantofthefirmament
@ikilledtheworld
There was no way around it - the mission had been a critical failure. Breakdown had been sent on a simple mission - scout an energon signature, and bring back whatever was located there. He hadn’t counted, however, on finding the Wreckers present. It was a three against one battle, and not in Breakdown’s favor.
He had to inform Megatron. His spark was already pounding, a steady thumping sound filling the air as it beat against its damaged casing. His knees were weak, and all he wanted in that moment was to run as far away as he could, to never return to that wretched Nemesis again. In a matter of moments, he figured, running of any kind would be... problematic.
“Uh, Sir? I, uh. Didn’t retrieve the device. The Wreckers were there, Lord Megatron.” He hung his head, and closed his good optic, bracing for pain.
This is where I've been. Parading around the galaxy saving lives as the handsome Commander Shepard.
Ships with height differences. Reblog if you agree
