#mirage;

[invisiblerxbber]

“I... think I’ve hit my horror movie limit for this lunar cycle...”

[invisiblerxbber]

IC WORD ASSOCIATION.

read the word then type the first word that comes to your character’s mind

tagged by: @badspeeder

Rough: Discomfort

Hide: Self

Foolish: Jackpot

Sad: Invisible

Hate: Self

Light: Unimportant

Dark: Home

Mother: Nowhere

Father: Nowhere

Child: Vulnerable

Marriage: Confusion

Love: Desparate 

Soft: Jackpot

Pet: Tecton

Dream: Pleasant

Divorce: Inevitable

Water: Rust

Loud: Soundwave (ew)

Announcement: Ignored

Power: Autobots

Fight: Duty

Smack: Ow

White: Blankets

Sick: Constant

Kiss: Giddy

Hug: Warm

Hurt: Loneliness

Happy: Fleeting

Tagging: anyone who wants to do this ;w;

[invisiblerxbber]

::Hello, this is Autobot Analyst Killjoy. Who is this?::

Mirage jumped and nearly dropped his things when his commlink pinged.

Was--- was this a mistake? Surely, this was a mistake. No one ever looked out for him... besides, by the sound of the other’s voice, there sounds like there’s been... a misunderstanding.

Perhaps.

::...Autobot Hidden Surveillance Mirage. Is there anything you need...?::

[invisiblerxbber]

✖ @atlas-the-destruction-robot

Lost yet again... oh, what fun days.

It looked like he diverted into a completely different universe outside the cluster he normally travelled in between from... and now the device he was using to travel was broken. The half-invisible mech moped over his bad luck.

He thought about going to sleep and getting some energy before activating his cross-universe transporter until he heard a nearby presence.

A human? No... wait, the material was all wrong. The being looked like he was made out of metal...

...cyborg? Robot?

...he wondered if the being had noticed Mirage yet... just to make sure, Mirage stayed put and stared in silence.

[robotarmedweenie]

Who happened to you? (Any TF muse/oc please?)

Put a question in my ask and I’ll write an IC monologue/drabble of my muse’s past.

“Ratchet. Fragging Ratchet happened to me.”

The invisible spy shivered and stared at his open palms, before clenching them and throwing them to his side stiffly. His optics shuttered off, and he took in a deep, shaky breath.

He had to have another ‘check-up’ with the sadistic freak... why did he need new optics?

Because Ratchet burned his original ones off–– with an acid spray to his face.

“H-he didn’t even use any sedatives,” Mirage mumbled under his breath, barely keeping his anger from trembling his words. “He fucking gouged out my eyes with a laser scalpel, and didn’t use any sedatives!”

Mirage’s words were getting louder, faster, and more frantic.

“He pinned me down! He had me strapped onto that damn medical berth so I couldn’t run! I screamed and screamed and screamed, and he just told me that I was being whiny!”

His optics were sliced out of his own sockets while he was fully awake---!

“And in the end, he had the fucking urge to tell me that I owe him a slagging THANK YOU!”

Mirage threw his fist against the wall, causing the metal to dent slightly. Sparks flew from his servos, but he paid no attention to the now-damaged hand. He was trying to focus on steadying his breath, and calming down his mind, but his ember wouldn’t stop pulsating wildly in his chassis, and he was having trouble breathing––

Tears started welling up in his optics as he stared at his reflection–– yelling at himself in front of a mirror. He was losing it, wasn’t he?

Mirage clenched his fists, ignored the pain, and yelled, “I fucking HATE THAT MEDIC!”

[robotarmedweenie]

Kink meme (Either mirage or glitch your choice): Really tall, goofy primes.

MIRAGE:NEVER | NOT REALLY | MAYBE | NOT BAD | MMMMM | HELL YES | TAKE ME NOW | THERE GO MY PANTS

Small blushing noises from the semi-invisible mech.

Brim was his bae and mate, but he still got embarrassed over this kind of things.

GLITCH:NEVER | NOT REALLY | MAYBE | NOT BAD | MMMMM | HELL YES | TAKE ME NOW | THERE GO MY PANTS

He wiggles his optic ridges, but his goofiness seems a bit subdued at the moment. Then, even that silly look dropped slightly.

“...s-sorry if I’m not as upbeat as I normally am... things are just... really awkward and tough right now, in general...”

[robotarmedweenie]

*dumps 30 pounds of candy i front of Mirage and Glitch* no fighting now. Enough candy to go around.

30 pounds of candy? For each of them?

Hella. The two tiny mechs are just gonna scoop up their loot and run off now.