28/Female, she/her; Musical nerdy maniac. Member of the Death Wish Coffee Company's Society of Strong Coffee and drinker of their fine brew! Awkward but a chatterbox. On Discord as Defcon-Leppard if you wanna blabber more reliably; but get to know me before friend requesting. Certified by PADI recreational Scuba Diver. White as death, can't tan. Taken. Has no god damn spine. Loves Rock and Roll, Transformers, military vehicles and aircraft, sci fi movies, video games, knives/swords and silly/naughty/weird humor. Note: can't defend herself. Overly emotional and sometimes those emotions are destructive. Run while you still can. Miraculous people are actually friends with her because she tends to talk down about herself even if what she says isn't true. Loyal to what friends she does have because they know she's not a fan of herself but they still care. Doesn't know what's she's doing with this blog. Prone to reblog random shit, whatever is causing the most brainrot
Idk if how long ago I said it, but I'll say it again
Please dont come into my DMs and start off with a plain "hey" or a "hey hun". I see that as possible porn bot and what I do is gloss over a profile and if I don't like what I see, I block.
HOWEVER
If you come barreling in with questions or screaming or keyboard smash, I'll assume you're an actual person and I'll probably reply.
In short, don't be creepy. I respond well to chaos
I dunno if I've just lost touch with writing or rely on Discord RP to organize my thoughts, but I am struggling to fulfill my stupid, entirely self indulgent Transformers/Stardew Valley crossover AU thingy. And the cringe part is my half Cybertronian OC is obviously involved. I also just straight up suck at writing Stardew Valley characters. And I know this whole thing is so niche I wouldn't have a hope in hell of finding someone with a similar interest...
..... that said. My DMs are open to that nonsense, if that snowball's chance in hell actually exists. I'm okay-ish at most of the bots
*sigh* the unfortunate thing about trying to write your own stupid, niche shit and knowing you can't share it because literally nobody will like it is wishing others shared interest in that niche. And I know there isn't interest in this hyper specific niche. Even if there was, I know my past posts will scare everyone away
Followed you for your phenomenal TF writing, staying for unintentional education. I love Flatline even more now, thank you
Unintentional education⌠Iâm almost afraid to askâŚ
All At Once Pt 2
Flatline x Reader
⢠Watching the mech whoâd introduced himself as Flatline add another blanket to the padded nest heâs made out of a bit of foam, youâre pretty sure he thinks youâre a stray cat heâs adopted. Heâd set you out a big dish of water and a box of saltines near the nest and he turns to look at you now, offering you a huge servo. Playing along, you lay your palm on his servo and let him pull you to your feet and guide you to the nest. âYou should be comfortable here,â he says, that voice soothing. Biting the inside of your lip, you should probably feel bad about going along with being his alien cat, but free food, room and board? Being fussed over and pampered? Whatâs so wrong with that?
⢠What is he going to do with you? Watching you settle in the middle of the bedding and just smile sweetly up at him, he has to admit that youâre adorable. Though since youâd trusted Swindle, your survival instincts are questionable and if he turns you loose, you probably will end up a frag toy. Had distracted you so he wouldnât have to answer that particular question by carrying you into Medbay and scanning you. Then showing you the image on the screen with the readouts to make you light up asking questions. If he takes you and drops you off on the outskirts of a human town, maybe Swindle wonât just pick you up again. Or maybe he will.
⢠Sitting crosslegged as he moves about what youâre sure is an alien hospital, you watch him. âAre you a doctor?â You ask and he startles like heâd forgotten you were there. âAh, yes. Iâm a medic,â he murmurs, opening a weird metal box and removing a tray of glass vials. As you watch, he slots them one at a time into a tray. He never would clarify what a frag toy was, but you can guess. And your guess? Kind of horrifying. Making you thankful he interfered. Drawing your legs against yourself, you wrap your arms around them. âThank you. For saving me back there.â
⢠Servos stilling before he sets a vial into its spot, he glances at you. Youâre still smiling and he wonders if youâve figured out what Swindle was planning to do with you or if you just mean saving you from the crowd pawing at you. âYouâre safe here,â he mutters, clearing his vents tiredly. Didnât just rescue you only to let Swindle get ahold of you again. And he stiffens when his door opens, processor blanking as Shockwave of all mechs comes in, servos of his only hand wrapped around a human so heâs carrying them like a glass of engex as they scream incoherently.
⢠Wincing when the person in the purple mechâs hand only stops screaming long enough to suck in a breath to scream some more, you shiver. Theyâre not having a fun day, you decide. âYou will reverse my shadowplay,â the mech snarls, gesturing with the cannon at the end of his other arm and Flatline shifts slightly. Puts himself between this alien and you. And you feel awful for the person being held like a beer, because theyâre freaked all the way out. âIâm not a mnemosurgeon,â Flatline says, servos flexing slightly. âThatâs not how you should hold a human, their ribs are delicate.â
⢠So he remembers that heâs been a victim of Shadowplay? Or did someone let it slip? Flatline isnât sure, but the screaming human is starting to distress him. Especially when they notice you and start screaming at you for help and you shoot him an anxious look. Because this is going to end up stressing you and stress isnât healthy for humans. âI would do it myself, but operating on my own processor is problematic,â Shockwave growls and Flatline stares. Because thatâs an understatement. Not that the unhinged scientist trying it would surprise him. âIâd need to research the procedure,â he hedges, because for Shockwave to be as high functioning as he is, he doubts whoever did this bothered to take the time to completely strip the memories. Too much risk of leaving a useful asset a raving lunatic. Which means theyâre likely just buried behind failsafes and firewalls. Recoverable and his duty is to help if he can. He took an oath heâs honor bound to uphold. âCan you please put the human down before their heart gives out and weâll do some scans?â And Shockwaveâs head tips to stare at the struggling human, antenna going back. Like it hadnât occurred to him that he might scare them to death. Literally. Who gave him a human?
Okay, I lied. I did something cool with Hero Forge's updated Pro Photobooth, and simply had to share.
The new effects, overlays, lighting, and backgrounds were just too fun not to do something. Plus, they did slightly improve scaling and body options (fell short but it's enough for my needs). So not only has Lori gotten all kinds of sprucing up, but now she can look glamorous and like the star she is.
I would say I'm "better", but I'm not. I really only logged in to look at Stardew Valley fanart because that's a new brainrot for me. I'm not really looking at my dash. I haven't put this back on my phone. But... I am doing a very self indulgent TF/SDV AU that none of you get to see because this site is a tigered audience who definitely won't appreciate it at all.
I'm here, but not. Don't pester me. i'm closing my ask box since there's nothing in there but scam bots.
Oh, good job Tumblr. Requiring my password to delete my account. I don't even remember it because somehow across phone transfers it stays logged in. I'll just log out then and delete the app off my phone. I convinced myself I'm awful for existing and tried for too long to convince others I was when that's very far from the truth. I'm going to live my best life with the man who loves me, who was there when my old life fell apart, and never left me since. And goof around on Discord, so if you have me there count yourself lucky.
Never have but I encourage others to leave hate in mine because I'm trying to convince everyone here I'm a terrible person without actually doing anything to be a terrible person. You just gotta believe me, I'm evil.
Of course I'm kind to others. I direct all my cruelty and hatred on myself. And you should direct it onto me as well. Hating one punching bag allows you to be kind to others. Try it today, you'll be much happier letting all that misery out on a useless fleshbag!
My follower count should be 0. Why are you still here. I'm literally the most evil person in existence. Everything bad is my fault. Do yourself a favor and block me.
Here's to another year of this website making me feel guilty for existing and liking my job. I want to delete this stupid app but I like seeing fan art, even if I can't participate in communities because I'm a nobody who's more evil than the bad mustache leader from the 40s. Why do you do my job for me, report my profile, and get my account deleted by the devs?