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[tumblezwei]

Just finished ep 23 of campaign 4. I won't lie I didn't have high hopes for the Schemers table, but it has absolutely become my favorite of the 3. Actually insane all of this is happening and they still have to clock in for work tomorrow.

[melodyatlas]

where did my "steph should be getting drugged at a house party" post go cause she really should be carried upstairs and tied to a bed despite the fact that shes too out of it to fight back

they force her spread eagle and gag and blindfold her with duct tape, until a ring gag or spider gag is found in the master bedroom and used to force her open for use at both ends (the blindfold can stay though, cause it's fun and helps them dehumanize her)

maybe when they finally decide theyre finished for the night they wipe her up just enough to make sure tape will stick to her skin and then seal whats left of their cum inside her 👍

maybe theyre extra mean and drop her off somewhere else so they dont have to deal with her in the morning, still naked and gagged and blindfolded. maybe if shes (un)lucky someone will find her before she wakes and decide to rip the tape off her pussy for her. then again theyll only be doing it to take their turn with her but hey, she should count her blessings theyre just taking a turn and not taking HER when shes so kidnapable right then

[unfetteredferocity]

Hiya! We purrsibly won't post on our other accounts but here they are anymew!

@marbledmeows = Nepeya

@blackfootedhiss = Muckrake

@lionsprowl = Meyulin

@lionsgrowl = Disciple

@fishykitties = Netri

@calicrows = Deva

@catusdolly = Jase

[glitchpixel404]

Can you tell that I like cookies now?

Literally the first spread in my sketchbook FHIGGDJGDH

I'm still trying to find my style for them but they're so cute and fun to draw 👉👈

I might digitally color some of these who knows

[circuitry-and-chaos]

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First Deca-Cycle, Wrecker Base Omega, Location Unknown

Waterlily tapped her digits against her arm, checking the screens for the thousandth time. The triplets should have long since checked in by now. Long since been back by now.

But there was nothing. Not a peep, not a trace, not even the barest flicker of there spark signatures. The only thing they have to know they're alive is the spark monitors placed next to there spark chamber. It was a risky thing, a dangerous thing, but it gave them immidiate answers.

And so far? The triplets were alive.

At least that's what it was looking like, so far. And that was honestly her only peace.

"'Ily?" Vixen leaned back, looking up at her. His neon pink fur was dull and dirtied, and he looked... nervous. "We uh, got somethin' from spec ops. Soot used one of there old channels."

She looked down at the other, venting softly. Vixen was one of her oldest friends, and one of her loudest. He was a small turbofox beastformer, but he made up for it in questionable color choices and a very... outgoing personality.

She could also trust him to be honest with her.

"What's the ghosts gotta say?" She keeps her voice at an even rumble, gritting her denta.

Vixen looks between her and the console.

"Ghosts say that they got got. Soot sent all the information they could, from location, to who was at the base. Every single thing. Which is... a lot. They know it ain't there territory so.... they askin permission to look through." Waterlily snorted, steam hissing sharply from her vents.

"I'll believe they didn't look when Megatron gets on his servos and knees and begs." Her words are sharp, and Vixen gives a high, chittery sort of laugh. "Tell them go ahead, and we expect relivent copies. I... gotta tell Whis the triplets are MIAs until further notice."

Autobot Main Base, Seven Steller Cycles Later, Iacon

Waterlily leaned back as far as her chair could go, an arm slung over her face. Whiskey... hadn't taken the news well. But frag what carrier would? Took her a whole Cycle to calm him down enough to be reasonable, and that was with a lot of shouting.

But not blaming, there was... never blaming between them. They both knew this was war, that the triplets all but begged them to let them join the Wreckers.

They didn't want to sit on the sidelines and do nothing.

That didn't make it any less hard, as there commander, or as there sire.

She takes a long, slow vent in, and lets the steam out of her vents. It hurt, not to have them around, but it was... it was a numb sort of ache. An ache she wished she wasn't familiar with. It... hurt to know that she was able to be so... numb to the pain.

But vorns in the pits will do that to you.

After all, you can't survive if every death affects you, close to your spark or not.

______

Decepticon Underground Base, Three Vorn Later, Outskirts of Helex

She hadn't been allowed to officially go on the rescue mission, which had... made both her and Whiskey livid. It pissed her off more, actually that she had been the one to get the information. An old com channel, one that hadn't been used since the argument with her oldest, had been activated. A set of cordinates, a few pictures and discriptions, and begging her to hurry before he was moved.

He would protect them best he could, and it had been her turn to do what she could for them.

But she had played the part of good solider, and turned over the information.

The extraction had been given to Impactors team. Granted she trusted them more than she trusted Spec Ops, but still. Those were her sparklings in there being tortured and Primus knows what else.

She wanted to be there for them, she wanted to be the one to gather them up and hold them close.

But since they wouldn't let her lead it, or her team touch the mission (she was 'to close' to it, is what Optimus had said when she had 'asked'), she had demanded Impactors team lead it. She had then proceeded to go to his team, and... kindly ask that they kill, maim and wreck every single Decepticon in the building.

Her... 'informant' was gone, off on a ornly scouting mission. Coms were cut off, save for the ones between the command center and Impactors team. She bit into her thumb digit, watching the screens closely, optics flickering from camera to camera.

They'd be alright, his team could handle it.

It was fine, they would be fine.

She was to focused to notice when she bit her thumb hard enough to make it bleed.

[totorasweirdblog]

My Youtube feed thinks im a edgy TCC fan, a depressed 40 old Metalhead or even feel like i will end up on a fucking list when i only searched up Black/Doom once and was to investigate something for a fucking OC only for YouTube to start suggesting alot of Black/Doom music, while the True Crime is more just because i put that type of videos in the background while drawing stuff like a postcast althought i prefer Listen to music while doing so because then i end up starting at my phone with so much disgust, besides now only because i just started looking stuff about Postal and Hatred and now i get too many videos about TCC Roblox related games and even just stuff about school Shootings (WHICH I'M DAMN AWARE IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH POSTAL OR HATRED) and I'm starting to get really Concerned over that, that's why i say i feel like I'm going to get put in a damn list.

By the way look at this funni screenshot i took while i was drawing

[canisvesperus]

Nothing humbles you like thinking you can pass as white until a gigaracist phrenologist clocks you on sight using slurs that haven’t been in the mainstream since the 1800s

[dendrons-6]

I made another Mind design. Weird looking guy.

The Heart and Soul designs are stored somewhere inside my head, but it’d be difficult for me to draw them— especially in this art style.

Name ideas for an AU would be appreciated 🙏