#aux cord perpetrator
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welcometololaland · 2 years ago
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Link to the syfy Justin Bieber fic please and thank you.
Also, some more songs:
3, 12, 25, 44, and 101? 👀
haha that is just my original fic speak for yourself (sfy) - i wrote the whole thing listening to Stay by Justin Bieber and Kid LAROI over and over it was A. Time. But also it was an amazing experience and it brought me many, many friends and an amazing beta in @rmd-writes (which is why the second half is much better than the first) and vastly improved my life so thank you Ao3, thank you fandom, thank you CMQ, thank you Alex and Henry and minor thanks to JB lmao.
(I will give you more commentary no one asked for):
3. Summer of Love - Aluna, Punctual (very catchy - i listened to this 2304829034 times while walking around the park near my work trying not to rage quit my job).
12. Volume - Kiddo, Johnny Narcotics (i THINK the producer is from Melbourne, Australia and i have a random link so that's why i listened to it and then it lived in my head rent free for like 3 months).
25. The Motto - Tiesto, Ava Max (look. this song is just taking me back to the days where i would actually tolerate waiting in a 1 hour line outside the club).
44. End Up - Sevyn Streeter (this song is super short and super random but i just liked the tune - the intro lyrics are like "i'm a bad bitch/i make bad decisions" and that is like...everything i am not. so i use it to convince myself not to be a wimp on the daily).
101. ...i didn't know how to find this ksdhfkjsdhfkjshdf i'm SORRY. In exchange i'll give you #61, which was Sex and Stardust - ZZ Ward ;) I WONDER WHY.
Thanks for asking me questions and delving into my terrible music choices for 2022 <3 Here's to another year of listening to whatever I want and never getting the aux cord!
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glitchdetail · 2 years ago
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This stakeout had gone... awry, to say the least. What had been an attempt at catching a robbery before it happened turned into another, unexpected theft - his own.
Optimus Prime had been hotwired and stolen. And he had let it happen.
Of course, he hadn’t just let it happen. He’d been pinging his location to the rest of the team, and any audio he managed to capture, for the past half a megacycle. Now he was parked, and the perpetrator had handed him off to somebody else.
What Prime had hoped would happen was that whoever this was would take him to wherever the handoff was supposed to be. But now, stuck with an aux cord plugged into him and music he did not recognize blaring from the speakers, he’d accepted this person had zero interest in doing anything but keeping an eye on him - the vehicle, not the autobot. He hadn’t made himself known yet.
Allspark, this music was loud. He waited until the stranger looked down at their phone, and turned the dial back the slightest bit.
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