#almanac of fun

[cottuncandy]

according to the highlights almanac of fun, today is national grilled cheese day !! 🧀

[cybertron-after-dark]

YOUR DOODLES ARE SO SILLY GOOFY CUTIE

Anon this ask fueled me to knock out a whole page of doodles, here's the result with closeups

[vodid]

why did it only just now occur to me that blackarachnia experimented on blitzwing less than a thousand stellar cycles (years?) ago. no wonder the guy is so unstable tf

[eldritchships]

Also I say this every time but the height difference is ridiculous

(The red line is for Flatline)

[astrangeavenue]

normally i draw n post canon characters before making ocs but i liked the idea of a centipede transformer and. well. based off the species alipes grandidieri

id: a digitally drawn character reference sheet for a transformers oc named "Flagtail" done on a pale orange background. the first image features the characters root mode, alt, and additional drawings and writing explaining abilities. flagtail is a primarily orange and red bot with some white, black, and yellow details and yellow eyes. in root mode, they have a lanky body, long antennae, claws, long legs, and a centipede tail that ends in two feather-like 'tails'. writing that says "storage compartment" points out a compartment on their chest, on the front of which rests the autobot insignia. writing next to their tail reads "'tails' can flash, change color, and stridulate". in alt mode, they are a robotic centipede with orange legs and mandibles and the same 'tails'. a small drawing displays the ability of their legs to form two-clawed hands, writing next to it reading "Adjacent centipede legs can connect and form simple claws". another small drawing displays the way their hands turn into fangs, writing next to it reading "'Fangs' can administer paralyzing shocks--primarily for self defense". in the bottom right, flagtail is drawn from the midsection up, holding their left hand in a fist to their chest and saying "Autobot search and rescue--khszz!" above that drawing is a series of notes, which read; "Flagtail. it/he/they. Trained in search and rescue. Excellent at detecting + tracking signals. Has a cheery + amicable demeanor to counter appearance - sometimes unsettling. Not very combative -- relies on intimidation". the second image is the same as the first, but with no writing or drawings aside from the root and alt forms. end id

[zhalar]

hate that i have to come out. i hate that!!! i hate that if i want to experience a modicum of gender peace for these upcoming two years i have to tell my new teachers that im nonbinary and would like to use [this name] even though none of my official papers have it on them, and probably wont, cuz its not A Name that i can confidently believe will pass the naming convention.. laws... of this country. I HATE THAT I FEEL LIKE I HAVE TO PLEAD MY CASE AND EXPLAIN MYSELF. im trying to construct this message that i’ve got no idea will even be read or noted just to have it in my student record somewhere that “hey im SOOOO sorry but if its not a problem to you i would love to feel like a human person even on a name-basis during my studies and im MORE than fine to be otherwise (mis)gendered as long as its not a problem to YOUUUUU also i know that my legal name is literally on show in every school email and profile so whatever i say here matters none cause everyone will only see that clearly gendered name and not give a flying fuck about this “”nickname”” im trying to get going since its not my LEEEGAAALL name but thats also so fine with me if i could Just get the clear to sign my emails and whatsapp messages with my preferred name thankyouuu :)” 

sorry im always complaining here it gets ANNOYING. im mostly trying to get my own brain straight about this matter. uhggh BUT ITS SO AWKWARD TO WRITE THAT MESSAGE. i dont want to explain myself but i also dont! want! to make a scene!!!! im so pissed off at myself for not opening my DAMN MOUTH when the group-wide introductions happened this week. shoulda just bit the bullet and said ive got [this] name in official papers but would prefer to be called särmä. literally could feel the nerve escaping my body when it came to my turn. fucking hell

(EDIT ive calmed down. i didnt send the message fuck this noise, im just gonna hope that i’ll get it out face to face this next week [biting through glass])

[portmanteaurian]

oo hoo hoo got some exciting nerd shit in the mail even tho it’s a holiday

Storybrewers Littlebox RPGs

[omi-papus]

Ryley: Sooooo you have me wondering if you maybe have some… feelings, for this “friend” you're dragging us both to water hell for.

He spoke almost as if to tease him but clearly not intending to be funny as his mood was as apprehensive as could be, even if he had come down from the absolute melt down he'd been reliving every day for the past week. The other man sitting not too far away at the control panel slumped forward, burying his face in his hands.

Cal: That would make a lot more sense now wouldn't it?

Ryley shifts in his chair, sitting weirdly, but apparently he was comfortable. He raised an eyebrow.

Ryley: ¿Is that a yes or…?

He sighed again. Calvin sure did sweat a lot, the other man noticed, only because he could see the stains on his shirt, this was the kind of time that he was sort of glad the prolonged exposure to that planets ungodly salty water permanently fucked up his sense of smell.

Cal: No. No, I don't like Robin like that. Nobody believes me when I say that and if I'm being completely honest, I don't blame them.

Ryely: They probably do because you seem to be a bit too smart to just do all this for a crazy person for nothing in return.

Cal: Clearly I'm not that smart…

Ryley: There's plenty of ways to be stupid. It's very normal to be both smart and stupid at once.

Cal: The hell is that supposed to mean?

Ryley: I don't know, you're smart enough to break me out of jail and dumb enough to WANT to go into 4546b.

Calvin breathed heavy again. That's the kind of phrase he'd use to describe Robin. He thought it wise no to mention that less the escapee started questioning him about his thoughts on that dumbass woman again. It did feel… strange to be put in such a role.

To be the crazy one.

Cal: You're strong enough to knock me out and run. And you've already said you'd rather be in prison than with me, so I wouldn't buy that you're staying here cause you're afraid of Alterra catching you again.

He made eye contact, with something that wasn't quite confidence but definitely wit.

Cal: Why exactly are you still here?

Ryley didn't flinch. That's because he realized this himself the night before. And until now he was actually trying to answer that very question. Sucked that he had to externalize it like this but oh well, maybe talking about it might help him figure it out.

Ryley: Sympathy maybe. Probably pity is the better word.

Cal: For my friend?

Ryley: For you.

Another wave of exhaustion and emotion thrashed through Calvin as he sat a little straighter, trying to find the right words for a second.

Cal: You. You have pity on me. The sole survivor of the Aurora.

Ryley: Is this you feeling pathetic or some sort of “you've suffered so much yet you still care about my dumb problems” thing you're doing right now?

Calvin will never be able to understand why those comments don't make him want to punch him. Even being downright insulted by him felt so dry and intentionless it just made him feel nothing.

Cal: It's freaky how perceptive you are sometimes.

They were fully facing each other now, both fully thrown comfortably and ungracefully onto their chairs. The same way you would, if you were talking utter nonsense with your friends at the end of a drunken party in university.

Ryley: Dude that's not some incredibly complicated social cue to understand. Get a grip.

Cal: Well I'd expect the guy who hasn't talked to a single human in two years to be a little behind on his social skills.

Ryley: I forgot how to speak after a while.

He phrased it as if he expected it to instantly halt the flow of conversation. Some sort of ultimatum, that would make the other instantly regret everything he said and beg for their forgiveness.

Cal: Yhea, laryngeal muscles can atrophy if you don't use them enough and experienced divers learn not to scream often to preserve oxygen. With how you were living, your vocal cords were probably incredibly weak after a while. Especially if you're really one of those people that don't record PDA journals.

Ryley: What the fuck?

He stared at him with a look that was utterly flabbergasted. He couldn't decide if that was insensitive, tone deaf, or actively malicious to say, but it sure as hell left him floored.

Cal: Or are you saying you got some sort of brain damage? Cause if so, you recovered amazingly well, like damn.

Ryley: …

Ryley: Are you trying to fuck with me?

Cal: No…? What… was I supposed to answer to that exactly?

Ryley: l don't know! “Oh I'm so sorry that happened to you”. Like a normal person!

For the first time in a while, Calvin made a face that didn't look like he wanted to digest his own eyelids, one of genuen inocent confusion.

Cal: I figured you didn't want me to pity you.

Ryley: I don't!

Cal: Did you just want me to feel bad or what?

Ryley: Yes! Obviously!

Cal: You know a normal person wouldn't admit that even if it was true.

Ryley: Oh yes, and I'm the most normal person in the world, sure.

Cal: You seem a lot more normal than me. Like you said, I'm heading to 4546b ON PURPOSE. Youre the victim of an accident, and sure youre sure as hell not “normal” as in just about no one in the galaxy has cured the fucking Kharaa, but thats like, renound hero type of “not normal”

He was sounding EXACTLY like Robin right now, and it made him want to vomit.

Ryley: Sucking my dick would be a lot easier than trying to win me over with a speech.

Cal: You're gross, is that a request or a joke?

Ryley: Obviously a joke.

Cal: Well with you its kind of hard to fucking tell.

Ryley: I don't remember flirting with you at any point so I don't know why youd suddenly think I'd seriously mean that now.

Cal: You're a weirdly honest guy! I honestly feel like I have to work duble to take everything you say as completely literal.

Ryley: Oh sure I'm just SUCH an angel.

Cal: Fuck you.

Ryley: Feel free. I dont charge.

Cal: Again?

Ryley: And I'll do it a third time if you dont stop being a kiss ass.

Cal: I'm not kissing your ass!

The man was the most lively he'd ever seen him. Ryley noticed that only when he was angry or annoyed he hopped out of that utterly depressing state of exhaustion and misery he seemed to be permanently stuck in. It suddenly clicked in his head why this “Robin” character was apparently so fond of teasing him. It seemed to be the only way his heart would pump enough blood to not make him go into a coma.

Ryley: I'm sure you'd love to kiss a lot more than just my ass.

Cal: Oh my god, go fuck yourself.

He spat and turned back to the control panel, fully intending to go back to his work and probably drown in it for the next few days. Ryley decided he was going to be nice enough to spare him that fate for a couple of hours.

Ryley: With thoughts of you, I'll do that every night.

Cal: This is literally sexual harassment. Stop!

He didn't look at him. Though he could see his cheeks were red.

Ryley: Does it actually bother you that much?

Ok if he genuinely felt like that, he wasn't about to be that much of a dick. He'd watched enough company seminars to know how shitty that stuff actually is.

Cal: Yes! Now cut it out!

Ryley: Alright, I'm sorry.

Cal: …

He looked back at him with scrutiny, Ryley slowly feeling more regretful, guess those jokes werent as funny as they were to his Aurora roommates.

Ryley: I… I wont say shit like that anymore ok? Calm down.

Cal: Thank you.

He concluded indignantly. They both sat in silence for a moment, Cal seemed somewhat fidgety like he couldn't quite concentrate on his typing or the words on the monitor, eventually he just stopped, but still faced away from him.

Cal: But if you want to talk about that so bad, tell me, is it true that there's all that sex stuff in prison?

Ryley came to life a little bit. Not surprised that he was talking to him again but that he picked such a topic.

Ryley: Didnt happen to me, and the case I've actually heard of where two cell mates that were beside me, that actually seemed to genuinely really like each other. It was weird and definitely annoying to have to listen to when they did go at it, no clue if they were actually full on banging, with no access to, well anything, but they sure yelled a lot. Outside of that it genuinely seemed like they had something.

Cal: Huh. That's a lot more wholesome than I expected.

Ryley: Yeah it was actually kind of hopeful to see. Good thing they were both strong as hell so they never had to worry about anyone bothering them for it.

Cal: That's… kind of sick actually.

Ryley: Yhea.

After the brief awkward silence, Calvin turned around again slightly.

Cal: Did you have anyone? Before the Aurora?

Ryley: No. I'd like to say there's more to it but I just don't date much. It's very rare for spaceship crew, especially Alterra staff. Since there's a whole lot of clauses you have to fill for that.

Cal: Sounds like Alterra…

Ryley: I would gladly become an Alterra employee over a prisoner again, thank you very much, but whatever. And since you're not actually trying to get into these Robins pants. How about you?

Cal softened a little bit, simply at the fact that he didn't even tease him, he just believed him about his relationship with Robin. Ryley couldn't yet begin to understand how appreciated that was.

Cal: I had a fiance.

Ryley: Had. Yikes. How did that go down?

Cal: She thought I was in love with Robin…

Ryley suddenly widened his eyes slightly, instinctively scooting his chair closer to the other man.

Ryley: Hmm… sounds awkward.

Cal: She hated her the whole relationship, I don't quite get why. They were apparently friendly with each other before we started dating. But when we became a thing she just seemed to absolutely loathe her.

Ryley: Did she hate all your other friends too?

Cal: …

Cal: Whatever. When I proposed she said yes with the condition that I cut Robin out and…

Ryley: You said no.

The man suddenly slumper forward again, face in his hands once more. Ryley was left a bit shocked by the sudden exasperated gesture.

Cal: That would make a lot more sense now wouldn't it?

He whispered pathetically. Ryley got even closer. Face almost losing any previous sign of aggression or sarcasm.

Cal: That was at around the same time my friend's sister died. And she insisted on going to 4546b.

Ryley suddenly deflated.

Ryley: You're kidding me.

Cal: I wish I was…

The ship suddenly sounded a lot quieter, or maybe his breathing had just gotten louder.

Cal: I thought it was the only way to give everyone what they wanted. I… I don't know how I could be so stupid…

He sounded like he was confusing this for the very first time, and Ryley genuinely had to wonder if he was.

Cal: She left me anyway… Guess… I guess she saw how much I regreted letting her do that, and decided it wasn't enough.

The other man could no longer decide who was the villain of this story. Until now he was under the impression that Cal was a helpless puppy that was dragged around by everyone around him, and that was still true, but that he essentially lead someone to their death by allowing them near 4546b to get rid of them…

Ryley: And if she hadn't left… Would you not regret what you did?

Cal: Of course I would! I begged my fiance to help me! I thought that even she would understand that nobody deserves that fate and she just insisted that I wanted to fuck her and I just…

He hid his face within his arms against the terminal, not caring how many buttons he was pressing and how that was messing up his code. Ryley was left to sit there and reflect. He could at least decide that he definitely didn't like the fiance, and it definitely concerned him how Cal would have been willing to date and even marry someone so seemingly psychopathic. His feelings towards Cal felt a lot more skewed now that he knew his mistake was at least partially motivated by a petty romantic scuffle. Still, he felt bad for him, even if what he said before felt very true, that Ryley was the one who suffered the most, Calvin had a way of just appearing so utterly miserable that it made him seem even more jaded than himself.

And that was a bad thing. A very bad thing.

Ryley: You won't survive 4546b if You're this depressed before even going in. Not even those precursors could handle it, you'll die.

Cal peaked part of his face out of his hideout. Still refusing to properly look at anything.

Cal: You've ever heard the phrase “Adventurers don't go crazy down in the abyss, because anyone whos in there was already insane”?

Ryley: …No, what movie are you trying to quote right now?

Cal: That's what my father told me once. I could never figure out if he actually made it up or took it from somewhere, but it stuck with me, and now I feel like I understand it more than ever.

Ryeley: You do realize you're calling us both insane, right?

The older man tiredly took his face out of his hands, giving Ryley a slight relief when he confirmed he wasn't crying. He lifted himself up and leaned towards the other ever so slightly, a solid distance, but the firmest eye contact Ryley had ever been given. It felt somewhat heavy on his heart how at that moment it hit him that even when his words could easily be interpreted otherwise, no one had ever made him feel as wholeheartedly respected as Calvin did.

Cal: You know you are.

The survivor took a deep breath and squared his shoulders, looking right back at him with as much of that beholden intensity as he could imitate.

Ryley: Yhea. I am.

[spicysucculentz]

Not to get sappy about podcasts but I love listening to them when I’m driving alone late at night because they keep me company. I’m an avid rupalps podrace enjoyer and I was listening to the romance smackdown on my drive home tonight and it made me think of this. Idk it had me giggling and shit. I think what makes podcasts such a beloved medium is how they can seem like you’re part of a conversation. I’ve done some minimal sports podcasting and stuff for journalism I just love it.

[allwillbecomeclear]

🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝

did you know?

a queen bumblebee, when nesting, will create a tiny wax pot filled with nectar and knead together the nectar with pollen to make a "bee bread" that will in turn feed her larvae!

other fun bumblebee facts:

their fur helps them survive in colder climates

they're harbingers of fine weather

getting one to sting you is near impossible

they're native to North America! (unlike honeybees)

🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝

[stevishabitat]

So, my kiddo got this book for the New Year, and I think it's super cool.

But kiddo has decided that books are too 'educational' and the demand-avoidance has kicked in hard-core in the form of 'I hate all books' (unless they are audio books read by David Tennant or Neil Gaiman - apparently they get a pass).

So, because I am not about to let this gem go to waste, I'm sending kiddo the content of the book as 'memes' (which is what kiddo calls any digital picture that isn't a photograph).

It occurred to me that the kid inside all of us might enjoy them too, if I were to share some here on Hellsite Island.

If you like these, go ahead and buy the in-your-hands version from your favorite bookstore ☺️

[breelandwalker]

2024 Witches' Calendar

For all my witches out there, here's a handy list of the 2024 dates for the solstices, quarter days, full and new moons, and special events. I've listed my sources at the bottom.

Dates and times for all events are calculated for Eastern Standard Time, USA, Northern Hemisphere. Adjust for your location as needed and check the DarkSky Placefinder to see what special events will be visible in your area. Enjoy!

Solstices, Harvests, and Quarter Days

February 1-2 - Imbolc / Candlemas

March 19 - Spring Equinox / Ostara

April 30-May 1 - Beltane / May Day

June 20 - Summer Solstice / Midsummer / Litha

August 1 - Lughnasadh / Lammas / Summer Harvest

September 22 - Autumn Equinox / Mabon / Fall Harvest

October 31 - Samhain / Halloween / Final Harvest

December 21 - Winter Solstice / Yule

Full Moons

January 25 - Wolf Moon ♌

February 24 - Snow Moon ♍

March 25 - Worm Moon ♎

April 23 - Pink Moon ♏

May 23 - Flower Moon ♐

June 21 - Strawberry Moon ♑

July 21 - Thunder Moon (aka Buck Moon) ♑

August 19 - Sturgeon Moon* ♒

September 17 - Harvest Moon* ♓

October 17 - Hunter's Moon (aka Blood Moon)* ♈

November 15 - Frost Moon (or Beaver Moon)* ♉

December 15 - Cold Moon ♊

*- Supermoon

Fun Fact: The title of Harvest Moon is given to either the September or October full moon, whichever falls closest to the autumn equinox. Once again this year, that month will be September.

New Moons

January 11 ♑

February 9 ♒

March 10 ♓

April 8 ♈

May 7 ♉

June 6 ♊

July 5 ♋

August 4 ♌

September 2 ♍

October 2 ♎

November 1 ♏

December 1 ♐

December 30 (black moon) ♑

Special Celestial Events

January 3-4 - Quadrantids meteor shower peak

March 25 - Penumbral Lunar Eclipse

April 8 - Total solar eclipse

April 22-23 - Lyrids meteor shower peak

May 6-7 - Eta Aquarids meteor shower peak

August 11-13 - Perseids meteor shower peak

August 19 - Sturgeon Supermoon / Seasonal Blue Moon

September 17 - Harvest Supermoon / Penumbral Lunar Eclipse

October 2 - "Ring of Fire" solar eclipse

October 17 - Hunter's Supermoon

October 21-22 - Orionids meteor shower peak

November 15 - Frost Supermoon

November 16-17 - Leonids meteor shower peak

December 13-14 - Geminids meteor shower peak

December 30 - Black Moon

(Check the DarkSky Placefinder to see what will be visible in your area!)

Mercury Retrogrades (in case you need them)

April 1 - April 24

August 4 - August 27

November 25 - December 15

Happy Witching!

SOURCES & FURTHER READING:

Bree's Lunar Calendar Series

Bree's Secular Celebrations Series

Moon Info - Full Moon Dates for 2024

Calendar-12 - 2024 Moon Phases

Full Moonology - 2024 Full Moon Calendar

AstroStyle - All the 2024 Full Moons

Your Zodiac Sign - Astrology Calendar 2024

Old Farmer's Almanac - Mercury Retrograde Dates 2023-2024

Lonely Planet - Best Star-gazing Events of 2024

Sea and Sky - Astronomy Calendar of Celestial Events 2024

DarkSky International - Dark Sky Placefinder for Stargazing

Pagan Grimoire - Wheel of the Year: The 8 Festivals in the Wiccan Calendar (2024 Edition)

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EDIT: Mercury is stationed direct on Jan 1st, 2024. The source I used which stated it was in retrograde until the 18th had a typo.

EDIT: Fixed the zodiac signs for the full moons using a new source.

[writersdrug]

Just thinking bout how bartender!simon would react to to someone leaving their number with a tip for the reader. Just imagine he’s going through the tips at the end of the night and sees a ripped piece of paper with a lil note and number scrawled on it clearly meant for her👀

You must not have seen it - otherwise, you would have pranced over to the bar and gloated about yet another phone number. This one catches him off guard since you hadn't announced it.

It's alright, though. You and Ghost had worked out a system for cock-sure customers like this one. It acted as a coping mechanism for Simon, letting his frustration towards your universal attractiveness out - you thought it was just a fun way to cock block them, and assumed Simon thought the same.

At the end of your shift, you sit at the bar, Simon leaning over it and his phone between the two of you. He texts the number with a general "hi, it's me from the bar :)". He lets you send a few lines to the guy - you atart off simple, slowly sending more and more off-the-rails comments, like "What kind of car do you have? I had to sell mine so the police wouldn't trace me back to the crime." Or "I'm actually under a contract here. I owe the bartender a favor for getting rid of my ex-husband. I can't quit until I'm sixty."

After you've had your fun, and the bar begins to wind down for the night, you head home and leave the rest of the conversation in his hands. He scrolls through what you've said so far, chuckling at the strangeness in your creativity. He then sends his own series of texts. "If you treat me nice, I can show you where I hide the bodies." "Oh, I can't eat at Sevvy's anymore - I got banned after the incident." "Did you know that it's relatively easy to kill someone by breaking their nose? Well, that one guy was easy. Maybe everyone's different."

It's not too long after that when his messages stop going out, and a notification generates on his screen, saying "this number has blocked you." Simon considers it a success.

In the office upstairs, all of the receipts with mobile numbers scribbled on them are pinned to the corkboard by the monitors. Price gives it a disapproving look every time he sees it, but he only becomes impressed with how quickly they begin to take up space on the board. Every Saturday afternoon, before the pub opens, you and Soap go up there and choose a victim at random. He enters the number into several spam websites, like job recruiters or the farmers almanac. Goes on something like "Roommate Finder" and replies to a bunch of postings with the number.

When Price decides to comment on it, Soap gives him a shrug. "Should ne'er have left 'is contact information in a public area."

[cybertron-after-dark]

@dio-the-thot-exterminator I may actually be mentally ill enough to answer this one

The short answer is Autobots have music and Decepticons have visual arts if we're considering the Allspark Almanac and the Arrival comics as mostly canon.

Cybertron has a pop music scene, but the only music they really seem to have is propaganda about the war and how they won.

Complete with people stanning absolutely mid rich girl singers.

Generally, music seems to be a post-war thing on cybertron, so the decepticons didn't really have the means of knowing after they got kicked off. There is the exception of Blitzwing singing even before reaching earth, but we could possibly chalk it up to Blackarachnia having been a post-war bot and telling the others about how Cyberton's been since they left, save for Megatron himself because he doesn't care and would likely write off whatever bizarre noises come out of Blitzwing as typical insanity.

Now on the decepticon side, they actually beat autobots to the punch on visual arts to a degree. Namely, sculptures.

Blitzwing builds one in Megatron's honor when he's convinced his boss is dead. And we know it's not just some newfangled cultural thing the young and plucky decepticons are doing, because Megatron entertains the thought of statues erected in the Constructicons' honor.

Absolutely nothing in canon states this, but my personal headcanon is that they started carving statues near the tail end of the war when shit was getting really bad and it started getting harder and harder to recover the bodies of the dead. If you can't recover the body for the funeral rites, a visual representation as a stand-in is a pretty effective way to make sure the fallen will be remembered.

So the Autobots don't have art, and the only music they have is war propaganda. The decepticons don't have music, and most of the art they have is to remember the dead. Which means both sides showing up to earth are seeing this kind of thing for its own sake, just in the name of self expression, for the very first time. So no wonder some of them are a little obsessed with it.

I think we as a fandom are sleeping on how inherently fucking funny and rad it is that tfa Optimus knows about guitars enough to call one an axe and also knowing how to fucking shred one.

This presents two equally fun possibilities:

Scenario 1: Cybertron has a very similar instrument he learned back in his academy days, and learning that translated to guitar skills when he found out they exist.

Scenario 2: after the headmaster episode where bulkhead got him invested in art, he started a deep dive and decided he really liked earth music too, enough to learn how to play a guitar. Which means he likely has a bot-sized one kicking around in his room we've just never seen because it's never been plot relevant until Soundwave rolled in.

In ANY scenario it confirms that Optimus does in fact like earth music as much as bumblebee and bulkhead do, and I think that fuckin rips

[eveningclouds]

i think some complaints by twentysomethings abt how This Generation Is Killing Literarure is just in part the fact that now people born in the late 90s/early 00s r old enough to recognize problems in the publishing industry (& just, how capitalism affects what gets published & rewarded)...like if u look at bestsellers in the 80s & 90s it's still like, "light reading" (neil gaiman, danielle steel...ig stephen king isn't Light tho)..."booktok" etc obviously 1 introduces new 'formulas' for writing popular books & 2 makes these books more visible to broader audiences, but it's not like ppl in 1985 were regularly reading The Iliad more than Kids These Days are OR that publishers ever had the interests of the public's wellbeing in mond

[aviatrix-ash]

~Still working on that digital copy of the complete allspark almanac

Here's the couple of pages in it detailing the show's canceled plans for the Shattered Glass or Mirror Universe AU episode(s?). This seems like it would have been a very fun ep- especially with Prowl's clone army?? (has anyone in fandom played with this yet in fic?? asking for a friend >w> )