Perceptor: Enjoy the next 24 hours.
Sentinel: Dude, just say “Have a nice day.”
Perceptor: Why?
Sentinel: Because it sounds like a fucking threat!
Ultra Magnus: Is this one of those things where you ask permission for something that’s definitely happening anyway?
Swerve: Yes.
I found some doodles I drew back in S1. I’ll post some more later!
What a great day to remember that this guy is technically a Prime
Another au ref sheet
Spooky twins spooky twins spooky twins
Happy spooky month everyone
they gonna get your ass
what if i just.......... *drops and runs*
do i have to many fic going on at once? yes, yes i do.
Whirl: *Gives Cyclonus a hug*
Cyclonus: What did you break?
Whirl: Nothing you’ll miss.
i cant. ahhhhhhh its so good. i cant <33333333
……..so there’s that fic I was speedreading for the last two days haha...
Streetwise looked between all the occupants, getting a read on them. He quite liked his ability for gauging his first impressions of them – it was extremely entertaining figuring out who was all bark and who had the bite to back it up in an easy to read scale that ran from white, through to blue, green, and yellow, before flowing into oranges, reds, purples and black – although he’d only ever seen black once, and that was Optimus Prime. So. To be expected, honestly.
The engineers were pretty standard, the coloured halo around their helms shades of warm yellow and green. The head of Special Operations was purple – as expected. Streetwise looked to Prowl, expecting it to be blue, green at most.
Black.
It was black.
Now..I know all this sounds pretty dark, but trust me, this fic is cute and funny and I love it~