Restrained Breakdown (◡‿◡✿)
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finally sent off a message to the frisky beast people ‘bout my dingdang silicone testers and they got back right away
good
find the eggs
help me buy one of your dingdang ridiculous sex toys, just help me toss more money at you already
the physical characteristics I give my humanizations, I hate myself
I don’t know if drawing a character manhandling food that’s explicitly a stand-in for dicks is better or worse, I just know that I’m a giant weeaboo.
“thank you for giving that dumb porn of my character design its second & third notes”–a sonnet
“how can you not like manrobots w/ vaginas if your url is mpregatron” I still can’t believe
TF – Masks
[Let’s start this new year off right. Here’s a little Tarn/Megatron to shake things up. *puts on cool glasses* Wanted to explore a little of my own thoughts on Megatron, and how they’d contrast with a character like Tarn.]
Rating: PG for Implied Sexual Situations.
Summary: Today, Tarn would see Megatron. He had to hold it together. Tarn must hold it together.
Masks
Tarn clicked off his mask and placed it on the side table next to his berth.
One of the biggest mistakes that the Autobots made daily, was to assume that the Decepticons were a faction like their own: A group of individuals fighting for a single cause.
They were fools.
this fanfiction is important to me
spent bus ride to work thinking about tfa ratchet/tfp ratchet, curse/bless the person who implanted this idea in my mind
also I kept having emotions about post-predacons-rising hopeful headcanons but that was painful because experiencing sincere emotions is actually painful for me
frumpy boners.
Posthole 