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emperor-of-destruction:

He purred from the attention upon his frame. The grime that settled in between his cables washed away into the drain. How he had missed the solvent from Cybertron. On Earth it was gritty and filled with creatures that were toxic to humans but extremely disgusting when settled in between his armor. He allowed Blurr to maneuver his frame, optics dimming as he settled to listening for once.

Blurr may never leave, but once something dangerous comes a long his second in command will never return. His cause was everything to his mecha, except for Rodimus, and in turn he was slightly…Worried? No, that was a foreign emotion. More along the lines of perturbed and not wanting to lose anymore sentient creatures. He didn’t want to be left alone with his former second in command. Rodimus was unpredictable and rather see Prime offline than uphold his cause.

"Good, the Decepticons are merely extinct by now. They are nothing to worry about now. All that I have left standing in my way are foreign Autobots from different universes." His voice no longer held that same power that it had used too. It was gone, settled, and subdued. There was an ache in his ember that he had never felt before. Something akin to loss. 

The Decepticons were gone, except for a select few. There was no one standing in his way. Did he finally win? Was this how it was supposed to feel? 

No, he was still the Prime, and still the leader of the Autobots. He had to continue without sliding back into a depression of his mind. “What has become of us, Blurr? What are we truly fighting for?”

Blurr continued to work, optic dim as he curled his claws into every nook and cranny. He wanted to make sure the mech’s armor was perfectly clean. He wasn’t entirely sure why. Maybe it was because he wanted Optimus to look as regal as possible. He was the leader of the Autobots, Emperor of Destruction- everything Blurr wanted and more.

And, yet, when Optimus asked him what they were fighting for, he wasn’t sure of the answer. He tipped his helm and moved in front of Optimus, crouching down so that he could scrub at his pedes. Once he was done with the full wax job, he stepped back. Perfect. He rested a claw on his hip, optic flickering as he contemplated the answer.

"Whatever you want us to fight for, Master." He motioned around the newly constructed wash racks. "Everything I do- all of this- is for you. Always for you. I fight for you." Whatever Optimus wanted, he got. "If you want the universes, Master, it’s my job to get it to you. If you want the stars, I swear to you, I’ll get them for you."

He wasn’t sure what else to say. "We’re winning, Master. You’re winning. The Decepticons were left on Earth. There’s no doubt that they’ll come for us again.” He rested a claw on Prime’s shoulder armor.

"Why?" Prime could tell him anything and Blurr would never tell another soul. Why was Optimus suddenly so dismayed?

» time 2 months ago   » notes 25178
#creepy #ghosts #spirits # 

sixpenceee:

With the advent of photoshop and all the techniques used to manipulate photographs it’s hard to tell whether a picture is truly genuine or not.

Never the less I appreciate the concepts behind all of them.

MORE PICTURES

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nikki-ren:

RoadBuster (DOTM)
» time 3 months ago   » notes 552
#Hmmn. # 

Rope (1948) dir. Alfred Hitchcock

windwave:

ghettochip-malfunction:

an old sketch of mine i found. decided to throw some lines up on it.
i was gonna make a comment about playin’ with your food, but nah…

windwave:

ghettochip-malfunction:

an old sketch of mine i found. decided to throw some lines up on it.

i was gonna make a comment about playin’ with your food, but nah…

(Source: yare-ridiculous)

» time 3 months ago   » notes 3196
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When in doubt kill everybody.

Hannibal probably (via shalayaa)

» time 4 months ago   » notes 6003
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gokuma:

sushimonk:

buzzyfuzz:

What the fuck

hell yeah

Next week on “Hannibal”…

gokuma:

sushimonk:

buzzyfuzz:

What the fuck

hell yeah

Next week on “Hannibal”…