reblog to put buccal fat back into the clone wars series clones

despite everything, it's still you

reblog to make prev stop having headaches

Someone: Um actually if you look at the books/comics/other tv shows it’s canon that-

Me:

bc despite all the pain and suffering, there will always be life left to carry on. and we can make new friends and write songs about the beauty of our natural world and play together. bc the suffering, despite everything, does eventually end. it's never eternal, and a new day, in a world, will always begin.

I don't really go in the lost media and lostwave communities but I'm reading about how they found today a song they've been searching for years (Everyone Knows That aka. EKT) and turns out it originated from an 80s porno. The whole deal is so funny help.

Link to the Reddit thread

Thorough medical examination

this one's hella rough but fuck it i'm tired lol

You know what would have been funny in tfp? If Fowler referred to Ratchet as Optimus’s husband and vice versa. “Prime what climbed up your husbands tailpipe today?” “Ratchet tell your husband that putting himself in danger is not going to fix anything.” “Prime your husbands walking over and he looks like he’s on a mission.” “Ratchet you should get back to base before your husband blows his top.” “Prime personally I would let your husband fuss over you… You look like you got hit by a cargo plane.”

The best part was if they thought that “husband” meant “good friends” or something like that lol Until Raf finally asks if their married Raf: Are you guys married? Ratchet: Married? Raf: Uh it’s a formally and legal union of two people in a romantic relationship. Optimus: Why do you ask…? Raf: Because husband is the term for the male partner or partners in a marriage. Insert flustered robots

Extremely dumb transformers headcanon:

Cybertronians with car/car-similar alt modes have cupholders, but they dont know what they are.

Its basically like an appendix/wisdom teeth situation of "why the heck our bodies still have these" except its been so long they LEGITIMATELY have no clue what possible purpose they have.

Then one day Bulkhead gotta drive Fowler super early in the morning for a mission, and Fowler by reflex puts his shitty coffee cup in Bulkhead's cupholder.

And Bulkhead straight up goes like that cat with a flower hat meme, THE PROPHECY IS TRUE kinda freezes in place goes all oh my fucking primus it all makes sense now

Fowler is starting to think he accidentally got into a regular ass truck cuz Bulkhead been frozen in the parking lot for like five minutes

two trucks having sex. this is transformers fanfiction

his teen son and his baby boy

siblings will mess with you just because, like telling you that the paper in Hershey's Kisses is edible.

is it Wednesday yet?

a little omega bad batch <3 fearing for her life <3

Alfredo Baruffi, 1905

The Panama Canal