The King Returns

blake kathryn
official daine visual archive

tannertan36
🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

ellievsbear

Andulka

pixel skylines
$LAYYYTER

if i look back, i am lost

No title available
YOU ARE THE REASON

Origami Around
Noah Kahan
No title available
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
RMH
h

Kaledo Art
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
seen from United Kingdom

seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from Indonesia
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from France
@wingedengraver
The King Returns
wingedengraver started following you
—
His wings shook for a small moment in excitement and anticipation.
As he noticed that the other started his transformation he took a step back and watched the Alt-form before him. He was larger than JusticeBringer himself so he had to look up a little bit.
JusticeBringer took his time marveling at the others appearance, no matter how threatening it may have looked, he was still amazing to look at.
When the large avian took off he looked after him for a moment before initiating his own transformation sequence. After a few seconds he stood there in his jet-form, mostly brown with green highlights on the wings and edges.
The brown seeker repositioned himself to the side and after checking if there was enough space he started his thrusters and took off shortly afterwards. He made his way up to the same height of Abraxas and tried to stay near him.
“I am ready, let’s decide on a start and a finish and see who is faster” he called to the predacon.
Shaking his feathered helm, Abraxas cast his gaze to the other. In this form he could not speak except for shrieks and hissing, typical Predacon vocalizations. It was a little warding, but he found a way around it. Spanning out his wings some more, he reared back his helm. And unleashed a volley of fire onto the ground below.
There. Start. He looked to the mountains in the distance, and then back to the jet. Clicking loudly, he fluffed his feathers and hoped the other understood. From the burning ground to the mountains and back. No tricks.
Though he severely doubted the other would do so. He would most likely get burned in the process. The Predacon did not take too kindly to cheating or any type of foolery...
Spanning out his wings, he caught an updraft and gently hovered, waiting for the others. In this form he seemed much more laid-back, intelligent and bright optics peering at the seeker.
Stiff Upper Lip //Closed RP for Wingedengraver
Seeing that no one was around, the stunticon decided to try and lure them out. If they couldn’t see him then surely they’d end up hearing him. Cranking up his music he rolled down the windows, letting it blare out for all to hear. He continued his current path towards the large mountain. It would prove to be a good vantage point for him to pinpoint this unknown decepticon signal. Rock n’ Roll continued blasting from his speakers as he continued driving.
Hey hot shot, look up there. What is it? Dunno, but it’s reflecting the sunlight. Might just be who we’re lookin’ for!
Wheels turn as he fishtailed before changing his direction completely. He began heading towards the ledge that seem to have reflected some sort of light. Unbeknownst to Wildrider, the light did indeed belong to who he was looking for. It just wouldn’t be what he was expecting.
His feathered audio fins flared out in surprise, gold optics narrowing on the vehicle. It seemed to be trying to catch his attention, blaring some sort of language in his field. He did not know human languages, growling a little to himself. Shaking his helm, the Predacon waited until the Stunticon got closer before standing. In the process his large wings spread out, increasing his already expansive size.
His frame was mostly gold and charcoal, individual pieces of plating akin to feathers. They were now puffed out as he glared at the vehicle, angling so that his wings caught even more light. Hopefully it was enough to ward off this new mech. It was irritating to his audios the trash that he was blaring.
Abraxas' servo lingered slightly at his hip just in case, the large whip hanging in case of need.
wingedengraver has followed you
Tech nodded, pulling her knees against her chestplate and leaning a little bit closer to the mech. She was going into recharge without meaning to. Traveling back to the planet made her tired. What the humans would call jet lag was setting in. In the moments she was thinking about it, she found herself falling into recharge.
Letting out a content rumble, he gently rested his large arms on his knee joints. They dwarfed the young femme with no difficulty, but were of no harm to her. She could probably the many scars and markings that covered his lower arms, but his servos were the interesting part. A bio light made up every nerve sensor on his servo...which were dim right now. But they ran along his internal nerve patterns, weaving across like a fine web. They were very sensitive, especially in his line of work.
Relaxing some, he felt his own system shut down..
Online
//
In metalworks I was sautering jump rings, and a hot piece fell on my finger tip. It's blistering and about made me pass out from pain. So yeah, down a hand. Can't write. ;w;
So not sure about replies XD
Drabble prompts (compilation, none by me)
(You’re the) Devil in Disguise: my character discovers something terrible about yours [can be chosen by you, or left for me to decide]
Ablutophilia: I’ll write our characters making love in a bath or shower
Achilles: my character reveals their weakness to yours.
Advantage: Either my character or yours will take advantage of the other while they're feeling vulnerable.
Befriend Me: I will write a drabble about our characters meeting for the first time in an AU.
Camaraderie: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters being friendly with one another.
Cerberus: Our characters raising a little hell together
Clytemnestra: my character kills yours.
Deceive: My muse lying to yours
Deny Me: my character will either deny your character’s advances or deny them a ’ happy ending’
Dragon: My character guarding yours
Drink Me: I will write a drabble about my character taking shots with yours.
Endytophilia: I’ll write my/your character having sex while clothed/partially clothed
Harpies: Our characters getting into an argument
Hiisi: Our characters camping out under the stars
Humiliate Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character doing something humiliating to yours.
Idealization: The muse unconsciously decides to perceive another individual, or even a situation or idea as having more positive attributes then it actually has. The muse may also tone down or ignore negative attributes, and they may go to certain lengths to keep themselves from realizing that their idealizations are false.
Isolation: The muse is inclined to withdraw all emotions from events that trigger emotional response within them. This may result in a seemingly objective stance on certain topics, through emotional numbing. These emotions may come back to bite the muse. This is much like Thought Suppression, but only deals with emotions. Instead of not thinking upon his actions, the muse may spend much time analyzing things, without recognizing their emotions.
Loneliness: I will write a drabble about my character feeling lonely.
Menelaus: my character gets something precious stolen from them by yours.
Past: A drabble (main or AU) about our characters discussing the past.
Plague: One of our characters dealing with the terminal illness of the other
Pool: I’ll write a drabble of our characters swimming together.
Purgatory: I’ll write a drabble about our characters going to purgatory.
Reckless: My muse does something dangerous for yours
Shoot Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character shooting yours or vise versa.
Spectre: My character will be visited by your character’s ghost or vice versa
Sphinx: My character asking yours a hard question
Suck Me: my character will suck on any body part of your character
Unbind Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character freeing mine: or the other way around: or something among the lines [be it freeing them from jail: from handcuffs: from a trap: from a curse: feel free to specify.]
Watching: My muse watching yours die
Online
// Took that open sex role inventory...
Masculine: 108
Feminine: 121
Apparently I am in the androgynous area!
Wow :3
This will be a fun experiment for Transformer RP’s and their muses. I been thinking about this myself recently but amicaendurae's post gave me the final kick.
Ok so take this test then post, Like this.
Senator Shockwave by formersenatorshockwave
Masculinity: 105
Femininity: 118
Rodimus by rodimusstars
masculinity was 132.
femininity was 109.
Sunstreaker by its-never-sunny
Masculinity: 98
Femininity: 117
Tyrest by fullydeserved
Your score for masculinity was 91.
Your score for femininity was 90.
Getaway by smoothgetaway
Masculinity: 106
Femininity: 111
Yup.
Starscream by second-incommand
Masculinity: 108
Femininity: 132
Angela Prime
score for masculinity was 102.
score for femininity was 123.
Goddess Folie (she has a Cybertronian form so it counts!)
Your score for masculinity was 113.
Your score for femininity was 114.
Abraxas Your score for masculinity was 93. Your score for femininity was 75.
Thinking About making a Botanica blog
wingedengraver has followed you
Stepping towards the nest again, Tech sat herself in the spot Abraxas had made for her. The second she got herself settled in, her exhaustion hit her like a tank. Her optics began to droop and she found it hard to sit up, as well as pain setting in on her pedes. It wasn’t near as bad until that moment.
He rumbled a little to her, chuffing softly and venting hot air onto her neck cables. Unintentionally of course, but he was simply seeing if she was well. It was understandable to be tired, so he curled his wings in a little. His chest plating was quite warm, enough heat for the both of them and then some.
If she wished curl up more, she was welcome. He was not shy at all with physical contact.
"Comfort?"
Online
wingedengraver has followed you
Tech followed suit, observing the nest quickly. She noticed it was a bit small for two bots, but recharge was more of a priority than being comfortable. Tech Bite sat herself next to the mech carefully. “Uh..I’ll just let you get comfortable and then I’ll work something out,” Tech said, shifting herself a bit.
Snorting in reply, he let the large wings unfurl some. In their relaxed state, they were over one hundred feet long. But seeing as the space was a little tight, they rested against the wall. Glinting and casting soft catches of gold across the stone floor, Abraxas put his large legs out in front of him in a sitting position. There was probably enough room for her to get between them. It would keep them both warm...she did seem a little timid.
wingedengraver started following you
—
He perked up his wings when the other finally showed some interest in what he was talking.
The seeker smiled at the question.
“By all means I wouldn’t probably stand a chance against you in this mode. If you don’t mind Alt-form…I would have more chances” came the amused reply.
Just one look at these wings and how he already saw them move let JusticeBringer think about how he would have to do some great maneuvering to match the others ability to move with them. And he hadn’t even seen them in action yet.
Once again he was thankful that his Alt-mode provided him with the ability to reposition his wings in a way that he needed them. More speed or more movements.
Nodding, a sly look came across his face plating. He was not a fan of racing, but it had been a while since he had took to the skies. It was exhilarating, and he would relish leaving the other in the dust.
Initiating the transformation took only a moment, form smoothing to that of a large avian. It was even large than the mech's bi-pedal mode, wings tucked neatly as it gazed at the seeker. The slit optics watched him carefully, but there was amusement in them.
But this was a race, not a stare-down. Slowly he unfurled his large wings, which were definitely over one hundred feet in a relaxed state. Spanned out it was at least three times that. Chuffing at the other, Abraxas waited patiently for him to transform.
Well, being a seeker, he probably had to have some sort of runway? The Predacon merely used a soft beat of his wings to get him off the ground, flying lazy circles.
Online
Offline
Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number
1: Hot, Steamy kiss
2: Cheek Kiss
3: Nose Kiss
4: Forehead Kiss
5: Firm Kiss
6: Gentle Peck
7: Romantic Kiss
8: Eyelid Kiss
9: Jawline Kiss
10: Neck Kiss
11: Collarbone Kiss
12: Chest Kiss
13: Stomach Kiss
14: Kiss Along the Hips
15: Kiss in the Rain
16: Upside-Down Kiss
17: Goofy Kiss
18: Underwater Kiss
19: Forceful Kiss
20: Any of the Above
21: Then there’s tongue
wingedengraver started following you
—
JusticeBringer stood firm after he went that step back and looked amazed at the wings of the other. How they folded around his frame and shifted. The little plates that looked like feathers from certain animals on Earth.
He didn’t see the discomfort he gave the other.
“You must be a fast flyer” he tried to keep the conversation going, even if he was probably the only one of the two that even really talked.
“At least I think you are? Maybe if you are bored sometime we could do a little race” he proposed politely and nice.
Even if he was more carefully now he was still curious about the other.
His wings were not even fully stretched out, the lengths almost too big to be able to support his frame size. But he could turn and maneuver just as well as a seeker, if not better in some areas. While yes his wings required more maintenance, they did not need fuel to run on.
Unfurling them some, he inclined his helm to watch the other with bright and interested optics. The thought of a race did catch his interest, so it would be fun...hopefully. Cracking some joints in his neck, he nodded.
"Alt form, or this?"
If the other did not mind racing a large avian, he would form one easily. It might even be faster.