#x-de-con-struct-ed-x

[riflesparked]

Height meme: 22ft for Ironhide annnd 15ft for Sideswipe? (also hello!)

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤTHE HEIGHT MEME !

ㅤㅤYes! Not the smallest.

[captainseamech]

Starter for @x-de-con-struct-ed-x

           I need to stop jumpin' 'round between places in a portal, High Tide looking around and... Yep, he was lost once again!

           He groaned in disappointment with himself and shook his helm, walking around a bit until he heard a blast sound. Without thinking twice he quickly ducked as a bullet passed just where he was standing, a few inches above. Now what the hell was that!?

           "WATCH YER DAMN AIMIN', I ALMOST GOT HIT BY THAT THING!"

[wreckerforeman]

@x-de-con-struct-ed-x

“HEY YEA BLACK FRAGGER!“ Roadbuster yells to the other side of the base, not bothering with the comms as he grins wide while heading to Ironhide’s workshop. “I WANT TO FIGHT SOMEONE!“

[sweet-talkin-gladiator]

🗣

send 🗣 for my muse to blurt out the first thing they think of when they see your muse.

“Warmth.”

“The sounds of your music blaring in your workshop and the handsome smile on your face when I decide to bother you.” A fond smile comes across Nebulous’s face, “I like when you smile, I like when we fool around in your workshop, I like when we have fun together.”

“You make my theoretical spark flutter.”

[frostbittenfemme]

Repair

Just a little drabble about my muse Wild and @x-de-con-struct-ed-x 's muse Ironhide.

Wild had never felt like this before, never felt so convinced that this was the right thing. So why couldn't she admit it? She was so used to negativity, her own conciousness was trying to protect her but for all the wrong reasons. Enough was enough she had to be brave.

After several weeks of traversing back and forth from her clinic to Ironhide's workshop, with supplies that may or may not of needed repair due to some damage from wear and tear or some 'accidental mishaps' that occured while working. She'd decided to spend her day off with Ironhide and keep the mech company while he worked, on what was her tools in the first place that she may or may not of spent a good 15 minutes trying to bend of shape or break utilising various methods.

"Ironhide~" she called out into the workshop. "I have some work for you while I keep you company" she grinned.

"Again?" he huffed, although he was glad for it, he was having a quiet week. "Let me see."

"Be careful." She warned as she passed him the various sort of equipment ranging from clamps and forceps to blades and scalpels, which he was until a rather large bladed scalpel slipped and instead of the mech leaving it to drop he tried to catch it. Which he did.. except now it was lodged in between the plating of his servo. "Frag it!" he growled, moving his optic to see what had caused the pain.

Wild looked at his servo, optics wide."Lean your servo against the worksurface and keep still." She ordered, carefully manouvering him, feeling extremely guilty because this was her fault.

The medic gently pressed on his servo. "Pain here?" The glare she recieved gave her the answer. "What about here?"

"Hmm" was the huffed answer she recieved.

Inspecting the wound she began speaking to herself quietly. "No impulse receptors damaged, minimal energon lost, laceration however luckily missed important structures." She carefully took hold of the scalpel in one servo, utilisng her arm to hold his servo down "I'm sorry, this is going to sting." Before he had chance to realise what she meant she'd pulled it out quickly, earning her a loud snarl from the mech, his other servo balled up in a fist slamming down onto the nearest surface possible. "You said a bit!"

"I'm sorry! It had to be done you can't live with a scalpel in your servo." the guilty feeling just deeping as she put the scalpel away safely out of harms way. She didn't have any other equipment to hand so she'd have to improvise to close the wound, utilising the furnace in the workshop she used a pair of forceps to pick up a glowing shard of metal, pressing it on his wound to seal it shut, another snarl coming from Ironhide, alongside the hiss of the metal touching the wound.

She had to admit he was taking this like a champion. After

removing the metal and checking her craftmanship "All done, I really am sorry.." she apologised once again.

"Why do you care so much? it was my own fault. You just did your job" he grumbled, servo still sore.

Moving to the tip of her pedes so she could reach the taller mech, Wild gently placed her servo on his faceplate, moving her digits to stroke at his cheek, her helm cocking slightly to the side, looking him in the optics as she smiled at him. "Why do I care? I care.." letting out a content sigh.

"...Because I love you."

[red-in-revolt]

x-de-con-struct-ed-x started following you

Redstrike’s optics widen and he takes a few cautious steps back. “You...I did not expect.”

[steelandslobber]

Claiming? (leaving bite marks/scratches to show ownership, cum marking, etc.)

Definitely Not | No | Not Really | Its Okay | Kinda | Yes | Fuck yes | There go my pants |Bonus: Giving | Receiving (bites/scratches only) | Both

[smoking-gunformer]

@x-de-con-struct-ed-x started following you

“Oh cool, another follower-”

“Those are some big guns...”