#onelessoptictoworryabout

[ask-smokescreen]

Optimus is dead 'n probably thought you were annoyin'.

Meme reference

I know he’s dead- Trust me, I know.

...

he probably did- everyone seems to think that. Doesn’t mean he didn’t care about me or anything.

Still- go frag yourself.

[grandtheftautobct-archived-blog]

Lived long enough to become the villain

He was gone.

They told her he was dead, but Leah knew better. Leah knew nothing could kill him-- just as nothing could kill Optimus, or Sunstreaker, or any of the other bots. They were practically immortal; nothing could take them down. And so when they told her he was dead, that she was alone, she refused to listen. Her dad was alive. He would come and find her. 

They used her. She knew more about Cybertronians than they did, especially after years of living with them and working beside him. They knew she was well-versed with their bodies, and they took advantage of that knowledge. If she refused to, they dug into her. They hurt her. But she knew better. Leah knew she had to hold on.

Her dad would come and find her.

The months passed by, though, and hope became harder and harder to hold onto. They dug into her harder, raked their claws through her body and soul. Everyone was dead, they told her. Everyone had been slaughtered, and no one was coming for her. Despite their words, she knew the truth. They weren’t dead. 

They were still alive. The Cybertronians were still out there, still fighting each other-- they had just forgotten about her. They weren’t coming for her.

She let MECH rule, then. She did as she was told. And, over time, she came to enjoy it. It was... satisfying to hear the captured mecha scream beneath her. It was comforting, to know that she was not the only one suffering because the Autobots had abandoned her. She dug her claws into the Cybertronians that had turned their backs to her, and she tore them apart-- as she, too, had been torn apart.

And, from their pain, Leah learned so much.

[guardiia]

     [ CHILDREN KNOCK THAT SHIT OFF ]

[thesoundlessvoid]

Sorry, broski. Mechs who hide aren't worth his time. When you're ready to play, give him a call.

[onelessoptic-toworryabout-deact]

[text] well it is to me [text] :(

[guardiia]

     [ trust me dude you do not want to get in a slugfest with him. ]

     [ i know he’s like eighty million years old but he’s whipped my ass ] 

[guardiia]

✉

Send me a ✉ and my muse will send yours a barrage of text messages.

     [ so there’s like three missiles missing from the armory ]

     [ i’m not saying you took em but the point is we need em back ]

     [ okay look here’s the deal i’ll make it easy if you give em back i’ll give you the best head you’ve ever had mmkay? ]

     [ wait this isn’t — ]

     [ not who i thought it was but if you’ve got the missiles give em back. ]

[grandtheftautobct-archived-blog]

Tell me

"I committed my first crime when I was a kid. Seven years old. I went into a store and managed to shove some shit into my backpack. I ended up buying a drink, so it wouldn't seem suspicious, but I ate that night. Six bags of pretzels and a cookie." 

[totally-an-autobot-clone]

((If all went as planned, Cardinal went three rounds with Babybreaks and Cherry, and then did who knows how much Science with Smokescreen . . . He had a busy day yesterday!))