#he got him in the visor

[ratxiety]

He has a really good arm

[hyacinthsdiamonds]

I'm sorry

Logan physically couldn't finish the race and could barely get himself out of the car

Oscar spent most of the post race lying on the ground because he was so wrecked as did Max

Esteban literally threw up

Lance and Alex both needed help to get out of their cars and have reportedly had to seek medical help

a mechanic had to hold Alex's drink so Alex could drink out of it

EDIT: MULTIPLE DRIVERS HAVE FAINTED AT THE MEDICAL CENTRE MULTIPLE

Why the fuck were we racing in Qatar in this heat???

[loverboy-havocboy]

commander thorn from cartography by @cacodaemonia

he's okay!! <3

[starship-squalleater]

Geordi really is the writer’s failgirl pincushion blorbo in the next generation bc every Geordi-focused episode is either

A: Geordi falls in love and it’s the most horrible awkward oddly creepy thing you’ve ever seen

Or B: Geordi experiences The Horrors

[ssecond-hand-faith]

I’ve been thinking about what kinda car Scott would drive and I regret to inform y’all, he’s a truck guy 😔

[ghstmsk]

Seasons Greasons

Left to right from top to bottom: Cherry (he/she), Watermelon (she/her), Shroom (he/him), and Winter Blade (he/him)

[butchpeabody]

THE TROUBLEMAKERS CHALLENGE YOU TO A BATTLE!

[legally-killable-sparrow]

Car salesmen are avatars of the hunt

No I wont be buying any of the cars in this logiyfixuotidykd

[5s-missing-eye]

Why do I always get the worst fanfic ideas istg and they always have to be a crossover between LL and whatever new media I'm addicted to

So here's my newest dumb idea

Overwatch x LL crossover where a bunch of human garde form Overwatch when they see how hg are treated by regular humans. After a couple months of working together they see how hard it is to keep track of everything that's going on in the world so they decide to recruit someone more powerful - Five.

[transingthoseformers]

A fun thing I've been doing: the Decepticons have been slowly but surely getting attached to the humans. They've gotten used to occasionally seeing the kids with the autobots, and we've established that the Decepticons 100% have human luxury goods on the ship. Fowler and the vehicons being the most notable example, but there are other examples.

Since the information blackout, none of the cons have seen or heard from William Fowler. Vehicons are certainly used to hearing their fellow troops mysteriously disappear, which usually means they offlined on the battlefield, scrapped for parts, or taken out by a superior officer. Plus, they know somewhat more about organics than the other Decepticons, but the vehicons don't have a great idea on how long humans live.

So, they make a just-in-case memorial. Small and unnoticeable to the untrained eye, these exist in the vehicon and eradicon quarters, and you'd just think they're the designs in the wall. But no. there's just that many memorials at this point.

[takahashi-labs]

17: [OC] What made you choose their faceclaim/appearance?

- For Moth!

((Ooooh this is a good one because Moth is still one of my favorite designs and DTNs.))

((When originally got the concept for her, I already knew I wasn't going to a Luna Moth because that felt... too easy to me? if you know me you'd know I try to avoid going the Obvious route, or if I do I put some absurd spin on it.

In Moth's case it was fun to try and figure out how to work her color palette and design, especially since I don't work with earthy colors super often. I also knew right away that I wanted to make her Toll because 1. I thought it would be funny if a bug rm was Toll, and 2. there are some Big Fucking Moths that exist. Like, I don't know about you but most of the moths that I see where I live are itty bitty things. So knowing there's ones that can be as big as your hand?? I had to play with the idea in the sense of bug robots it was too good to pass up.))

[chloverly]

love having traumatic things happen to me

[heavenbarnes]

there was something to be said about the fact older bf!simon made such a good house husband.

“i forgot my lunch :( ”

“forgot to make it or bring it?”

“both?”

“on my way”

because the next thing was your coworkers slowly raising their heads to the sound outside your office, a throaty rumbling of an engine right outside the doors.

not a car, motorcycle maybe? question affirmed when it revved twice.

they shot you confused looks when the sound made your ears prick up, a sweet smile on your face as you trotted out the front of the building.

behemoth of a man sat astride a motorcycle. his leathers added bulk but there was something about him that said he was big enough without them.

he watched you walk over as he raised the visor on his helmet, the black one with a ghostly image of a skull painted across it.

your coworkers pressed to the windows, trying their best to hide behind the curtains and potted plants but failing all the same.

the man pointed to his face as you got on tip toes to press a kiss to his nose through the balaclava he had under the helmet.

“don’t make it a late one, alright?”

“yessir”

as you gave him a haphazard salute, he reached behind to give you a pat on the backside before he stood to retrieve the brown paper bag he’d been carrying.

lunch in hand, you lean in to press a kiss to the visor he’d just lowered- right on top of the lipstick print that sat in the corner of it.

the print that looked a lot like your lips.

the helmet never leaves the back of you as you walk towards the office, your coworkers scrambling to not get caught staring.

you didn’t mind, just smiled as you reached into your lunch bag and retrieved a sandwich. the one that was cut perfectly into the shape of a heart.

[qazma]

My own thoughts of building a construction team of transformers are going mad right now.

I used to tell someone that I made a team from the original build team 2001 now I am upping the more construction vehicles in it I'm now adding a mixing truck transformer who others think his mixing drum doesn't look heavy but once he gives it to you.

It immediately thuds down onto the ground with you still holding it and yes you'd feel shocked of how heavy it really is even though it looks light on his back plus he gets to stretch when it's off cause he carries it every where he goes :) Did I also mention that he's a forgetful goofball but he obviously pays attention to construction even though he forgets?

[chewysgummies]

Dreaming that they'll bless me with the official human version of killbot 86. That's my wish.

[cherrygirlfriend]

passenger princess pairing: sunshine!reader x grumpy!rafe synopsis: no one touches your side of the car warnings: fluff! wc: 700 this was such a cute little idea, i loved it!!! this is for the baddies that refuse to get a license ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ thank you for requesting!

whenever you'd come up with some new, ridiculous way to 'tune up' what you had deemed your side of his car, rafe would act like it was such a bother; like he really didn't get why you felt the need to be doing all that.

rafe's side of the car was, well, normal. sure, he had a few documents he kept in the driver's seat sun visor, but everything else was sleek, normal, but your side was like a kindergartner's dream come true. it got so ridiculous that you had a fluffy blanket you'd stuffed into the glove compartment, conveniently ignoring the gun he kept there. sure, that came in use for car quickies, but most of the time it was just there for when you felt like... napping.

the dashboard had a bunch of stickers as well as some of those weird furry toys (calico crits or some shit) along with those weird little babies with fruits on their heads; you'd put blu-tack on their feet to make sure they stayed in their rightful places. even the cup holder was taken over by a little plushie, and he'd basically had to argue for you to not get a pink cover for the steering wheel; that ended up with you giving him the silent treatment for a week until he showed up behind your door with more ridiculous trinkets for your side of the car.

secretly, he liked the fact that there was your side of the car, that even when you weren't there, he could still see traces of you everywhere.

rafe let out a small sigh, tapping his long digits against the steering wheel, glancing down at his watch the longer it took barry to get there; finally, he saw the man getting out of his trailer, letting out a low "fucking finally..." while barry opened the door to rafe's car, his eyes immediately landing on the crap on your side of the car. "don't ask."

"wasn't gonna." barry huffed in amusement, getting into the decorated side of the car, and rafe wished he wasn't in such a hurry, the sight being so ridiculous. "you're whipped, huh?"

"what are you talking about?" rafe scoffed, the car lurching forward as he started it, barry adjusting the cute seat cover you'd recently bought, letting out a small tut. "i wouldn't do that." but before rafe could stop barry from further meddling with your settings, he'd already started adjusting the seat, making him groan internally.

"are you gonna get shit for it?"

"obviously." rafe scoffed, "and you will too. it took her, like, a month to adjust it to be comfortable. so stop touching her shit."

still, barry continued looking at the little trinkets you kept on your side of the car, taking one of those weird fruit babies and toying with it, letting out a small snort, but when they pulled up in front of an unfamiliar house instead of the house party rafe had told him they'd be going, barry looked at the blonde with furrowed brows, who simply scratched the back of his neck.

"don't tell-"

before he could finish his sentence, barry was startled by the sound of a knock on the passenger seat window, and when he turned around, you were standing there, mouthing something.

"she's saying you're in her seat." rafe muttered under his breath, barry laughing at this; it was getting more and more ridiculous by the minute.

"whipped. w-h-i-p-p-e-d." barry slapped rafe's shoulder, making the blonde roll his eyes as barry got out of the passenger's seat.

"hi." you said with an excited smile as you climbed onto your side of the car, pressing a soft kiss on rafe's stubbled cheek, all the while barry climbed into the backseat, feeling like he was a damn kid getting a ride to school from his parents.

however, as you tried to settle onto your usual seat, you looked between the two men with narrowed eyes, your glossed lips pursing into a pout, rafe feeling like he might burn under your gaze.

"did he mess with my seat?"

"i told him not to!"

"barry!" you exclaimed, your keen eyes landing on the dashboard, noticing that something was missing; you turned around to face him, a sheepish grin on barry's face.

"barry, give me the angel back!"