#eating this order

[aphexsconcubine]

I can't wait to be small and drown in sweaters this autumn

[xdantesinfernox]

i started this at 12pm and finished at 12am please enjoy 😭🫶 ft my oc bloodmoon i made when i was 15 LMAO

[xdantesinfernox]

RAHHHHHQ DJSHXKAJJCJAKVH EATING HIM ALIVE OH MY GOD AKCHKAJD

*sigh*

You know who else is on my "Transformers crushes" list?

[totalselfhate]

my motivation ☆

[feelingsickagain]

it is so so SO heartbreaking being fat i will never get over this

[jellyfishchorus]

I NEED THE TRUTH……… gotta make sure it’s worth it to take my birth control implant out 🤭

[xdantesinfernox]

eating this up god i love the seeker trine my three little plane boys

PLEASE MORE OF THE SEEKERS 🙏🙏🙏 either the trine or any of their individual stories please, your writing is so good. You're the first author I've ever set notification on for, you're literally the best ❤️

True Romance Pt 3

Seeker Trine x Reader

• Primus, he can hear you moving around again on his berth. About to turn his head, Starscream freezes when you move closer and curl against his arm, shivering. Cold? Annoyed, he lifts his arm and you gasp, trying to scramble away in the dark before he’s scooping you up and laying you on his chassis so you’ll be still, pressing his servos down against your spine to make you lay down flat. Venting tiredly when you finally stop trembling against him and relax, little nuisance. Warm and soft on his chassis, little heart racing.

• One of his big servos slides almost absently between your shoulder blades as you’re pinned to him. But he’s warm, shockingly so. The tension and anxiety melting out of you as you lay there, feeling a faint humming under you. Knowing you shouldn’t be able to relax, that you need to be plotting your escape, but you find yourself nodding off to the feel of that servo petting your back. Feeling safe despite yourself.

• Wings flaring lazily, Thundercracker lifts his head. Can hear Skywarp stirring and reluctantly rolls off of his berth to get ready for patrol. It’s the little sound from the human that draws his attention. Leaning over Starscream’s berth, he reaches for the little form sprawled on his brother’s chassis. Tips of his servo brushing your softness as he starts to lift you and then Star’s hand is on his arm. One optic squinting up at him, before letting go to allow him to scoop you up. You make an adorably sleepy sound, cheek laying on his servo as he gently taps against you to wake you up. Aware of Star sitting up, watching him. “Come on, little one.”

• Yawning as the blue one, Thundercracker, cups you to his warm chassis and wanders around the space the three share, you sleepily watch the other two getting out of their berths. “How often do you think humans eat?” Thundercracker asks and that at least breaks through your sleepiness. A faint hint of worry filling you at that question. Knowing you need to speak up, but your voice failing you when Skywarp glances at you.

• “It’s little, can’t eat much,” Skywarp mutters, stalking past and barely resisting the urge to reach out and touch the softness of your hair. Remembering how warm you felt in his servos, the feel of your heart beating against him. Wide eyes turn his way, looking up at him with uncanny intelligence. “Think it might try to get off the berth if we leave it?” And likely break its delicate little bones or neck. That thought twists about his spark unpleasantly.

• Hesitating to glance at you in Thundercracker’s hand, Starscream can’t deny the possibility. In your place, he’d try to escape. If you do get loose and into the halls, other Decepticons will find you. Likely crush you for fun. “Here,” he murmurs reaching out his cupped hands and staring Thundercracker down until his brother vents and hands you over. Opening a drawer on their desk, he lowers you inside, servos lingering as you cling to him, alarm on your face. Your little frightened ‘wait,’ making him stroke your arm. The drawer is at least deep enough you can’t climb out. Not easily anyway. “Give me the blankets,” he says, reaching as Skywarp hands them over and he arranges them into a nest for you. “If you try to climb out, little one, I’ll be very displeased,” he warns, using the tip of his servo to tilt your little face up to meet his optics. Needing to be sure you understand he’s serious.

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[aphexsconcubine]

I love feeling empty and light

[xdantesinfernox]

drew my favorite seeker <333 i heart alcohol markers sm they work so perfect for him

[xdantesinfernox]

OOOOOOOOOOO THATS MY HUSBAND RIGHT THERE GET HIS ASS 🗣️🗣️🗣️‼️‼️

Ik this is probably a rlly weird request but could you write about Megatron purposely attempting to get thundercracker and skywarp killed?

Probs for like better control over starscream of smth like that?

I know you probably wanted angst but I could only see this as a chance for Starscream to be the badass motherfucker that he is

To Make An Enemy

Words: 870

“What did you do?”

Megatron’s expression remained imperturbable, helm slowly cocking to the side. “Whatever are you babbling about Starscream?” He looked so high and mighty on that throne of his.

“My trine, Megatron. Novastorm’s trine just returned with them both.” The seeker’s lowered wings feign calm and he watches with great displeasure as a smile crosses the warlord’s face. “They were both close to red lining from energon loss, found under rubble near an Autobot outpost.”

“You sent your seekers to patrol an off limits zone?” Starscream wishes he could gouge Megatron’s optics out.

“You had told me that Thundercracker and Skywarp were to be sent to an off-planet station, not buried beneath rubble and left to die.” His wings twitch, the force he’s using to hold them down straining his hinges. “Were you planning to tell me their sparks flickered out on the way to the station or were you going to announce their would have been demise was your doing? Hm? Would you have painted me as lucky that it were them and not me?”

“Do not put such actions on me, Starscream.” Megatron’s voice is firm, optics narrowing down from his throne. “I don’t know why you bother with such company, neither of them are competent.”

Oh how Starscream feels his wires burn.

“Then perhaps I should take my company elsewhere.” The SIC straightens his back strut, wings shifting upward form their downward position. He takes great pride in hearing Megatron’s servo claw the edge of his throne, watching the warlord sit up. Good, that’s exactly what Starscream wants.

“And where exactly would you go?” The leader’s voice is challenging.

“There are several options.” Starscream responds, turning his helm to peer at his digits. He extends his claws, taking a moment to admire them just to piss Megatron off. “There are many seekers with the neutrals, I’m sure many of my seekers would be happy to reunite with their families.”

Megatron’s expression appears weary and Starscream finally looks back up from his servo, shifting his weight onto one pede. “The Autobots are also a decent choice.”

The leader shoots out of his throne, pedes slamming against the floor as he starts for the SIC.

He opens his intake to yell only to be stopped by the nose cone of Starscream’s missile pressing directly against his denta. The seeker snarls at him, stepping forward to purposefully shove the missile into his intake.

“One wrong move and I’ll blast that oversized helm of yours back to the All Spark.”

Megatron doesn’t move, he only glances at his surrounding soldiers and TIC. Soundwave doesn’t look away from his systems but he notes the way Ravage is staring him down.

A thought crosses his mind.

Starscream thrusts his arm forward, knocking Megatron back slightly. “Don’t you even think of trying to get out of this with that fusion cannon of yours. My missiles fire faster than your stupid little cannon charges.”

He preens at the expression Megatron gives him, a smile tugging at the corners.

He takes a step forward, pushing Megatron back despite their size difference. Starscream’s expression is neigh unreadable to the leader but the few seekers in the room seem to be watching with interest. Wings twitch and helms cock.

“A good leader doesn’t kill off his soldiers just because they’re not trained for a fight.” Starscream’s voice gathers his attention, his movements forcing Megatron to his knees. “We are at war, not fighting in the pits. You may be a gladiator but we are not warriors, you have a many civil mech here and should you wish to eradicate those who were not made to fight you would lose half your army to your own hands and the other half to rebellion.”

The seekers wings twitch, optics watching Megatron’s expression. “Not to mention you have made an attempt on my trine’s sparks, therefore an attempt on my own. Give me one good reason not to-“

“Starscream: would gain nothing from killing Lord Megatron.” Soundwave’s voice sounds from the side, gathering the Winglord’s attention.

“Wrong, I would gain much satisfaction from snuffing his pathetic spark.”

The response is met with silence as Starscream’s optics meet Soundwave’s visor. There’s a moment where Megatron actually believes Soundwave would allow Starscream to continue.

And then the seeker exvents, turning his attention back to their leader. His optics narrow before his other servo moves forward, sharp claws twitching over his chassis. It’s the only warning he gets before his sensors flag pain.

The seekers sharp talon drags along his chassis, purposely digging into the metal. The intent to leave a mark hangs just as open as the fresh wound.

“There, nothing compared to what you let my trine go through but at least if you misbehave again I know where to aim.” Starscream’s voice coos, pulling his missile from Megatron’s intake. “Now enough gawking! Don’t you all have patrols to get to?”

The surrounding mechs, seekers included, scatter and Starscream gives Megatron one last leer before he too leaves the room, thrusters purposefully clicking against the floor.

“Suggestion: do not make Starscream an enemy.”

Megatron doesn’t respond to Soundwave, lifting himself off his knees as he eyes the exit of the room.

He carefully rubs the newly carved mark that sits above his spark chamber.

[feelingsickagain]

i love my new scale holy shit

[jellyfishchorus]

i finally started flipping through my cookbook from 1993 !! it’s got some great healthier options & lots of little extra tips!!

i included their diagram on reading nutrition labels, different beef cut comparisons, and some on-the-go snacks that keep it light, as well as a couple recipes!!

feel free to ask if there’s anything specific you’re looking for & i’ll do my best to find it or something comparable 🩵

[xdantesinfernox]

OH MY GOD IM LICKING MY SCREEN RIGHT NOW THIS IS ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS

Drew Rodimus Prime for my buddy @robotforest, he's their favorite character after all! This took me 12 hours to draw, but it was soooo worth it, especially seeing how much they liked this piece♡

>>you can watch the speedpaint here!<<

[aphexsconcubine]

Music and tumblr has been my food lately

[feelingsickagain]

back in 2022 i HATED bingeing and every time i got the urge i forced myself to drink a whole case of sparkling water 😬 would NOT recommend but it does in fact make you not want to do that shit anymore!! lmfao

[xdantesinfernox]

ALEX MILNE,,, I JUST WANT TO TALK,,,, PLEASE

Hot Motor Oil edit