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Bruce “I’ve never said a completely truthful sentence in my life” Wayne and Clark “living lie detector” Kent are the funniest pairing for identity porn dialogue. Like Bruce is just spinning increasingly impressive lie after lie and Clark just has to stand there and give it to him because hell if not a word of what that twink just said was true.

aahh thank you! i'm glad to give inspiration! and i would love to see your spin on the concept!

Genuine Question but does anyone know if there are any good Cody Is Onyx Prime Fanfics? Like that's the main focus?

I do that in my Human Partners AU but I really wanna read some

Hello! I saw you had writing requests open and was wondering if you’d do mine? It’s a human ghost that’s haunting IDW Rodimus, he doesn’t know where the hell it came from or what it wants but it’s just…stalking him. Following him around and babbling at him idly, sometimes getting angry or upset when Rodimus can’t understand it and then disappearing for awhile before reappearing and repeating it all over again.

The other bots slowly stop believing him when he says he’s being haunted, mostly because there is no evidence to support his claims. No one else has seen this ‘ghost’ but Rodimus, so he must be pulling weird prank or something. Right?

Anyways I thought it’d be funny if not slightly angsty depending on how you go with this

oh my god i am so sorry!!! i didn't see this at all!

but i absolutely love this idea! funny with a side of angst? count me in on this

I don't know how to describe this request, or if you still taking requests

But, what about a love story between Cody Burns and Priscila Pynch??

After all, is canon that Madeline went to jail but we don't know what happened to her daughter Priscilla. What if Priss was adopted by the Greene family and she started to have feelings towards Cody?

hi

yes i am indeed taking requests! if i am not, I'm sure I'll have a pinned post

i was never 100% on the ship between cody and priscila, but that does seem like a really cute idea!

Random Turtle Thoughts of Whimsy...

He hears your voice. Softly singing along with the song, it's volume and melody low compared to the music he's used to hearing his brothers crank. And it calls him. Beckoning him to you like a moth to flame.

He finds you in their common room. Barefoot, wooden bo staff in hand, moving through a series of stances. Entirely lost to the music. Completely unaware of his presence.

He watches intently. You're not finishing each stance with decisive sharpness. Nor is your form controlled the way it should as you transition into the next. Then you raise up on your tiptoes, with the staff stretched across the back of your shoulders. You spin, dipping your head low and raising one leg high as you rotate in a smooth, practiced motion.

Now that's not right, he thinks.

He knows the training is still pretty new to you. It's not that new though. He's shown you proper technique. There's no reason for you not to have it now.

But just as he's about to take a step forward to correct your form, the music suddenly seems louder, and a thought occurs to him. Freezing him in place.

You're dancing.

You're dancing through the stances he's taught you.

You're in control. You know what your body is doing. You know exactly each step you intend to take.

And it takes his breath away.

The fluidity of your limbs. The strength of your form. Your own unique power and control shining through. The beauty you convey.

No, there is no sharp, snappy jerks as you shift. There are no short huffs of air forced from your lungs. Not an ounce of tightness to your delicate features. There's no force or fury being channeled through. Not like when he trained.

You're enjoying this. So effortless are your actions, as the music floods your mind and sweeps you off into a world all your own, he wonders if he is really the teacher. And you really the student.

Were you showing him the grace and beauty of his own art? Letting him truly see his own craft for the first time? Or was it --- was he truly seeing you for the first time?

It felt like watching you move in slow motion to him. The music deafening everything else but your voice to his ears. Your voice making his eyes blind to everything except you.

Smooth. Soft. Fluid and steady. Circular motions without points like those of his own angular ones.

Funny, how this moment mirrored the differences between you two. And yet, somehow making clear how much sense it made for those differences to bring you together.

Just as the last notes of the song fade away, your hair falling from free from momentum to drape over your shoulders, bo staff resting across your thighs as you drop into a bow, it hits him hard in the chest. Audibly knocking a shaky breath free.

Fuck, he thinks, as your eyes finally raise to his. Fuck, you're the one.

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"Not Noah. Mans went for it and fuckin’ biffed it on the way down."

noah reminds me of this specific vine;

and i am here for it! cause he does just say "fvck it" but he hasn't bust his head yet!

reblogging so i can write some noah/mirage for the soul

I’m all for Mirage being the goofy/silly/‘lalala’ one out of the Noah x Mirage pairing—

But can we take a minute to appreciate the absolute beauty in Mirage having to navigate Noah’s weird habits?

Noah seems like the type of guy to go into large empty spaces and let out the most guttural scream absolutely unprompted. Imagine Mirage having to get used to that every time Noah comes out to the garage bcuz he doesn’t know if Noah’s ‘normal’ today or ‘gonna go batshit fucking crazy’.

Remember in the beginning of ROTB when OP puts Noah on a high shelf?

Any other lifeform with basic survival skills and self preservation would think to stay put up there until they can safely be taken/get down.

Not Noah. Mans went for it and fuckin’ biffed it on the way down.

You don’t think Mirage gets freaked out every time he sees Noah on a surface plane slightly above ground level after that?? Imagine him tells Autobots not to place their humans on high places like that because they can and will jump off if they don’t like it up there.

Noah, who definitely sleeps in the weirdest places— and Mirage has to wake his boy up and convince the half asleep human that his bed would be much more comfortable than the WORKBENCH!

JUST—!!! Chaotic!Noah and Confused!Mirage pls

(add ur ideas as u wish!)

this will forever be my favourite thing and lowkey i'm tempted to write a fic

New sibling lore just dropped

Yes I’m looking at them disrespectfully. I’m also looking at them asexually. They can coexist.

this looks good! can't wait to read the full chapter and see what you write next!

this has inspired me to publish my first chapter within the next few days!

Genuine Question but does anyone know if there are any good Cody Is Onyx Prime Fanfics? Like that's the main focus?

I do that in my Human Partners AU but I really wanna read some

there was a rescue bots zine? and i missed the chance to take part? dang it

The long wait is finally over

The Rescue Bots Zine has been released!

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Rescue Bots Zine by TurboFoxZines

The first fan zine of the Rescue Bots and Rescue Bots Academy