#smoketactics

[residentredlambo]

❝I didn’t sign up for this.❞

200 starters you can use

“Suck it up buttercup, I don’t like this any more than you do.”

[residentredlambo]

Arriving at the location with his date for the ceremony and dropping off his gift for Blaster and First Aid, Sideswipe paused at the main area when familiar music hit his audios. His right optic twitched; this stuff ranked up there with listening to Prowl’s lecturing. Mind you, this familiar music wasn’t the kind he preferred... Country. Who the hell suggested country? Soft romantic mushy country no less.

It was to be expected though... right? ...Right. Right well, he came, he saw, maybe he can slip away and no one would be the wiser since the place was packed already. They all could natter and yell at him later. He turns on his pedes with all the intention of heading right back out.

[groovysaboteur-blog]

“No, no, no, don’t die on me!”

“You ain’t the boss of me!” The snappy response didn’t sound nearly as tough or amusing as he thought it would, perhaps it was the situation itself that ruined it so badly.

“I’ll kick the bucket when I’m good and ready–quit naggin’ me.” Jazz made an effort to push himself off of the ground, but much to his surprise, nothing happened. He could feel himself trying, he knew he was putting in the effort, but there was simply no response from his limbs. At the most, he could get the fingers on his right hand to move, and that was about it. Almost his entire nerve net was down, but luckily for him, he could still talk.

Jazz glanced over at the mech by his side, studying his pained expression in the relative peace of the room. Explosions outside were muffled by the thick walls and voices of other Cybertronians could be heard if one strained their audials. 

“Don’t gimme that look.” The saboteur murmured. “You and me–no regrets, right?” He’d raise a hand for the usual high-five, but that was rather difficult at this time. To compensate, Smokescreen placed his hand over the other’s.

“When you think about it, maybe things’ll be better without me messin’ with ‘em. No one would have to look over their shoulders anymore.” Jazz admitted, unable to react to the other’s gesture “Everythin’ll be less excitin’, but I guess people prefer safety over that, don’t they? Borin’.”

Smokescreen didn’t dare hush him, having known that it was conversation that was one of Jazz’s most favored crutches. Whether what he spouted was truth or lies, it still made the saboteur feel relieved. At this point, there wasn’t much the psychiatrist could do besides make the mech comfortable.

“Hey, I’ll tell ya what….” Jazz brought Smokescreen out of his trance. “If you come outta this alive too, maybe I’ll be able to save you a seat at the cool kid’s table in Hell, how ‘bout that?”

[its-never-sunny]

"Somehow, I don't think I want you to leave."

   Sunstreaker looked over at Smokescreen slowly, wondering if he should listen to the mech. He himself wasn’t even sure if he wanted to be around Smokescreen for any long periods of time. Then again that feeling was connected to a lot of bots lately. 

   “...Why?”

[residentredlambo]

“I knew it.”

My character has been feeling unwell and trying to hide it. Your character finally catches mine in their lie. Send me “I knew it.” for my characters reaction to yours finding out.

Everything started to spin again.. his sense of balance wavering as sounds around him became hazy– garbled. What did the Praxian say? He’d been struggling with keeping his illness under wraps but whatever’s going on is obviously not just a simple virus. “S-Smokey… I– ..” His confident tone gave way to a rare worried tone before he started pitching forwards.

[residentredlambo]

//Blue/Sides, Smokey/Sides, and Sides/Blue/Smokey

Send me a ship and I’ll tell you…

Blue/Sides

who’s the cuddler: Sideswipewho makes the bed: Bluestreakwho wakes up first: Bluestreakwho has the weird taste in music: Bluestreak ;3who is more protective: Sideswipewho sings in the shower: Bluestreakwho cries during movies: Neitherwho spends the most while out shopping: Sideswipewho kisses more roughly: Sideswipewho is more dominate: Sideswipemy rating of the ship from 1-10: 1000

Smokey/Sides

who’s the cuddler: Sideswipewho makes the bed: Smokeywho wakes up first: Smokeywho has the weird taste in music: Smokey (according to Sides)who is more protective: Sideswipewho sings in the shower: Smokeywho cries during movies: Neitherwho spends the most while out shopping: Sideswipewho kisses more roughly: Bothwho is more dominate: Sideswipemy rating of the ship from 1-10: 1000

Sides/Blue/Smokey

who’s the cuddler: Sideswipe and Bluewho makes the bed: Blue and Smokey take turnswho wakes up first: Smokey or Bluewho has the weird taste in music: Those Praxians manwho is more protective: Sideswipewho sings in the shower: They all do *WINK WINK* Smokey and Blue have really nice singing voices though.who cries during movies: Nonewho spends the most while out shopping: Sides and Blue. Smokey is cheap.who kisses more roughly: Sides usuallywho is more dominate: Sideswipe mostly. But they switch it up.my rating of the ship from 1-10: 1000 my ot3

[protectobotmedic]

smoketactics replied to your post “Day three of dealing with this virus… Nope. Back to sleep.”

//That reaction image is adorable.

thanks ^^ i’ve been trying to draw more often! 

[residentredlambo]

Snookums, water Blue's sunflowers for him. Okay, Dollface? Thanks.

Huh? Why do I have to do that? He’s there.