#Head TF

[ultram0th]

I tried to inflate this stud's pecs, but it looked odd. So then I tried to shrink his head a bit to make his muscles look bigger, and now he looks like this! Haha, still kinda nice I think.

[the-game-spirit]

sometimes a piece of media just! grabs you by the throat and says, "hey buddy! I'm gonna irrevocably alter your brain chemistry now! have fun with that!!"

and then you just ! gotta deal with that ! you guess !!

[nicecrumbart]

Keep thinking about that one scene in secret life

[ahhlehlehlehleh]

"You're as beautiful as the day I lost you."

personal headcanon: Orion fell in love with D-16 and had planned on confessing to him but lost the opportunity do so through the events of the movie BUT even as Optimus and Megatron he still held feelings for him.

[somerandomcockroach]

The Bird song by Noah Floersch

I would like to continue from Orion's pov but I think I better stop plus there is not enough scheme scenes with them from good times left to go wild XDD

[perpetuallyexhaustednoodle]

As a Transformers newbie introduced to it by a friend through TF One:

Me: *points at heavily pixelized random bot from TF One* Who's this one??

Her: That's Ironhide.

Me, confused: *points at another blurry picture* And this one?

Her: That's Prowl!

Me, incredulously: HOW CAN YOU TELL????? HUH???

Her, matter of factly: By his head.

Me:

Me:

Me: HIS HEAD????? WHAT?

[lockedtheheed]

context:

[catmask]

rotating this freak

[keferon]

I’m productive for no reason at all. Especially not because I just discovered that I will be able to see Earthspark Prowl episode in less than two weeks. Nope ahahah I’m just being a normal human being over here whaddayamean

[parallelpie]

ヾ((◣∀◢)) ﾉ （ ¬＿¬)

[rhupi]

Au where obito got a crush on the new guy (sukea) and is just a guy failure abt it.

[ultram0th]

Brad Rowe studied himself in the mirror one final time, running his eyes up and down his impeccable form that was tanned and contest ready.

“Ready to kill it out there?” one of his friendlier competitors, Alan, asked him. The other bodybuilder was massive, clad in just a red poser that popped out noticeably against his tanned skin. His muscles were rippling and looked like he’d spent incredible amounts of time in the gym in order to grow them to their incredible size.

Brad ran a nervous eye over Alan, suddenly feeling inadequate next to the other bodybuilder. Sure Brad was solid with hard-earned muscle, but he looked much smaller when he stood next to Alan.

“What?” Alan asked him, picking up on his friend’s nerves.

Brad shook his head and chuckled a little, trying to get over his envy. “It’s just, shit, you look so fuckin’ massive!” he laughed and then gestured at himself. “I think I can only try for second now. Kinda makes me wish I had a bigger body.” He tried to laugh at the end of his statement, but his jealousy was clearly evident in his expression.

Alan chewed on his lower lip for a second before perking up. “Gimme a sec,” he bellowed and waddled off.  It didn’t take long for him to return, handing Brad a little cup of water that looked like some Alka-Seltzer had been dropped into it.

“What’s this?” Brad asked, cocking his eyebrow at the offered drink.

Alan smirked. “It’s something some guys use,” he smiled. “It’ll make your body look HUGE.”

“Kinda late…” Brad mumbled, but wanting to be nice to his buddy, chugged down the drink in under a couple of seconds. The bubbles tickled his throat as it went down and the extreme carbonation made him a little lightheaded. He let out a loud burp.

The announcer shouted out that it was time for the competitors to line up to head out on stage.

“See ya out there!” Alan said as he waddled over towards the stage.

Brad took a step forward, but the dizziness in his head intensified. He felt like he was about to topple over and had to steady himself against the wall in order to catch his breath.

“Damn, what the hell?” he grunted as he tried to take a deep breath.

He blinked the stars out of his vision and let out another burp, the gas from the fizzy drink building up in his gut. His sight returned and his eyes went wide when he saw his muscles actually starting to grow right in front of his eyes.

The bodybuilder held out both of his jacked arms in front of him, smiling widely in disbelief as he saw them grow in size, appearing to get larger and larger with each passing second. Even his chest pushed out, his pecs pushing farther away from him and jutting out far enough to block his view of his lower body. His heart raced in his now-enormous chest and Brad couldn’t help the swell of pride he felt as he watched his muscles pump up right before his eyes as if he were a balloon being inflated. The drink that Alan had given him had actually worked!

“I can’t believe it worked— what the fuck?!” Brad squeaked, going deathly white when he heard the chipmunk-sounding voice that escaped from his mouth. It was so high-pitched that it sounded as if the muscle man had been huffing on helium.

He reached up to rub at his throat, his head hurting as if felt like he had to focus all of his attention just to maneuver one massive limb. Once his hand was in front of his face, he yelped when he noticed that his palms were giant too, looking as if they were now the size of a workout plate.

The panicking bodybuilder shifted his line of sight back towards the mirror that he’d been standing in front of earlier, gasping at what he saw.

“What happened to me?!” he squeaked in his comical voice as he stared at his new body. His muscles were their same size; they hadn’t grown a single inch. Instead, the bodybuilder stared in horror at his head which had shrank down to the size of a plum.

He looked ridiculous with such a tiny head attached to his massive bodybuilder frame, throwing his proportions all out of sync. It made his body look enormous by comparison, Brad reddening when he realized what Alan had done to him.

“That son of a bitch!” he growled in his chipmunk voice. He tried to stomp over to the stage where everyone else was, but his body felt so heavy and giant that it was hard just to move. He had to focus all of his attention whenever he picked up a muscled leg and stepped forward, careful not to topple over.

“Brad Rowe!” one of the workers called out. “You’re about to be called up on stage! Are you ready?” Footsteps sounded out and one of the employees walked back, dropping his clipboard in shock when he saw Brad and his tiny head.

“You have to help me!” Brad shouted, cupping his hands in front of his entire head to amplify his small voice. “Call a doctor!”

The employee ran disbelieving eyes up and down Brad’s form. “Whoa, Dude,” he mused. “You’re massive!”

Brad wanted to argue, but looked back into the mirror again. His body looked totally giant when his tiny head was taken into consideration. His muscles were massive, and with a plum-sized head, they’d only look all the more bigger.

“A-are you ready to go onstage?” the employee repeated.

All of the fear drained out of Brad and he threw both of his giant arms up in the air, performing a double biceps pose. His small head nearly disappeared behind all the flexed muscle. “Yeah!” he squeaked. “…I just need some help getting to the stage.”

[swervesbar]

[mangokeys]

get that smug bitch ass D

[lotus-pear]

in love with tragedy

[wispscribbles]

mw4 leak 😌