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[ravineclan]

Moon 0 (deceased cat warning)

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[little-black-dress-zack-fair]

Aerith: *writing Aerith Fair in her notebook*

Cloud: *writing Cloud Fair in his notebook*

Aerith:

Cloud:

Aerith & Cloud:

[flicker-bot]

(in Cybertronian language:) I'll kill you.

Those words would be extremely terrifying even under normal conditions.

But in Cybertronian? Bad. Bad memories. Bad bad bad. BAD.

[katana-the-autobot]

Heatwave?

Send me a character as a ship suggestion for my muse, and I'll talk about it!

//*slams the table* Y E S

*ahem* I mean! No pressure or obligations or anything towards anyone!!! But like. I admit they're definitely something I have thought about a lot lately. And I wouldn't mind if they ended up together. But like. Yeah.//

[kamabrahr]

i dont get what yall see in mox he's not even in shape anymore tf

...

You uncultured fool.

(edits by @scorpioskys)

The dad bod is the powerhouse of the cell. And even in his little tum-tum he'll whip you all up in ten seconds maximum, in every meaning of the word.

If you think Jon Moxley isn't hot he's not 2016 levels of lean like he was as Dean Ambrose, that means you never saw his true charm and attractiveness, it's not about the the mass, the chub, the humma humma!

It's about the titties.

[theheartsofheroes]

(Do Gooders and Mad Science) Haruhi would walk into the empty northern base to find Erika raiding the books as stacks of them littered the floor.

@do-gooders-and-mad-science

“Erika-chan?” Haruhi looked confused. She was still reeling a bit from everything she’d found out. She honestly hadn’t thought to text Kaiyo or Erika to find out what was up with them.

[captainseamech]

Why don't you fight for those you love?

From (x||x)

        High Tide clinched his fists tight, glancing down at the insignia on his chest. A flow of memories flashed from his optics, each frame some horror and horror coming. He let out a sharp sigh, glancing down at you.

        "I tried once." He mumbled. "Back in the days. I... was used to date a Decepticon cadet, but I didn't know what side they were... We get along quite well, at this moment, the war wasn't that restrictive and destructive. We spend some good time together."

        A pause.

        "Until their Decepticon group found out about it. They were cruel, not as much brutal as DJD are, but they sure are. I confronted them, I didn't even considered our sides in this war." His servos started to get shakey. He swallowed dry to keep talking.

        "It was an intense debate. Until they finally did what I feared the most. The leader of the group killed my ex-partner from betrayal, cold-blooded, right in front of me. At this point, I didn't think on anything else, and let the rage flow through my veins."

        His vocal cords almost vanished completely, as he's trying so hard to hold his cry. "A-And the last thing I saw was me, covered in energon and... and my almost dead partner there. I tried my best to try to keep them alive... But I failed. I failed miserably! I just stood there and killed the entire team, all by myself, while they were bleeding to death, and after that, I almost meet their fate for my injuries! Because I am nothing but a sensitive guy! A stupid sensitive mech!"

        High Tide snapped. After long years – even decades – of not venting out, he finally snapped. His expression, before angry and frustrated by himself with angry tears flowing down his faceplate, slowly turned into a sad one, as glanced down at his servos.

        "... After holdin' their body, slowly turning grey as their sparks slowly stopped to glow... I spend some days alone. Almost considered dead."

        High Tide looked at you, slowly backing away.

        ".... I'm sorry."

[noisynapoleon389]

what. the. fuck.

Napoleon offered the anon some of his signature Lemonade. “Do you like it? I made it myself.” He procured a straw from his pocket with a grin on hjis face