The best sight to see, on a Friday, after work.
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@karmeladrake
The best sight to see, on a Friday, after work.

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x-de-con-struct-ed-x
His rumbling turning into an outright purr, Ironhide deactivates his optics and basks in the attention Karmela is giving him. He returns the kiss with a gentle approximation of his own, simply returned pressure - sadly the size difference doesnât make actually kissing her very possible. But he doesnât mind; he loves it as it is, and when need be he can get creative.
For now, thoughâ
âIâve missed you,â he says, exventing the words softly and warmly over Karmelaâs face.
Her fingertips seem to tingle at the feel of his field seeping into her. Tactile sensitivity is a blessing and a curse, some days. With him, she can be this close and not feel overwhelmed by all the energy dancing over her skin - itâs that little purr that draws a silly, dopey smile to spread across her lips.
Adorable mech. Smitten with him. Â She will vehemently deny it in front of anyone. Especially Lennox.
âI know, cannons. Iâve missed you too. But hey, youâre here, Iâm here, and thereâs no fighting, at least for a few days. You and I can run away and give your boy Lennox a heart attack while trying to figure out where his rolling armory went. What do you say, Hideâ, come with me?â
@karmeladrake replied to your post: Ironhide canât help but feel more than a littleâŚ
Iâm sorry but is that chocolate?!!!
âItâs an artificial flavoring made using synthetic oil and various sweet-tasting compounds that are not safe for human consumption, but. Yes. Itâs about as close to a chocolate taste as we can get.â And Ironhide is still very proud of himself for figuring out how to make it without burning the base down.
Excuse her while she pouts, because now she requires chocolate, and he better be thanking the gods this was not some weird ass pregnancy craving, or this mech would find himself running to a store asap, or risk being shot.
â...youâre a damn tease.â
x-de-con-struct-ed-x
Some delighted rumbling from the weaponsmith as he manages to get down to her height. He is all Karmelaâs.
Yes, this one is all hers indeed. A gentle touch to each side of his face plates, then nuzzles him softly before stealing the lightest of kisses from those lip plates.
âYes, youâre mine...handsome son of a...â
@poiseandpatience
Raises his new, full container of strong highgrade with a faint snicker and flash of sharp denta âCheers
She will raise her glass of bourbon and tilt it towards the mech.
âSee, I told you that coming out her to the mountain outpost was good for ya. Now drink up.â

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@x-de-con-struct-ed-x replied to your post: Iâd pay pretty much any price.
âAll /you/ have to pay is a kiss. I require a kiss. Thatâs it. Iâm yours.â
âThen get over her, cannons. Let me make you mine.â
Iâd pay pretty much any price.
Look who still lives
Trying to get back into the swings of things.
@thatspikybastard
@agitatedwarmachine
@x-de-con-struct-ed-x
@pleasedontgethurt
@driftsetadrift
@poiseandpatience
I think this is everyone that I had posts with and threads. Anyone still interested in continuing or want to start fresh?
Missed you guys on her, even though I get to abuse you on Chromia.
hunterofprimus
Sensors flaring, the hunter turns, and then looks down.
Heâll never get over how small humans are, compared to their thirst for, well, everything. Tilting his helm, he amsued himself with training his helm-cannon on the small form, taking her words in.
Huh.
Was she trying to calm him down? Crossing his arms, he offered her his trade-mark, lopsided grin.
âIâm sure youâve seen bigger,â he said, vocals dark, velvety gravel. âAnd while I find it endearing, you trying to soothe me, Iâm perfectly able to turn this world into fuel for a jump. But, youâre welcome.â
âYeah, you and I donât know, half your race, right?â
She shrugs a bit, not phased by his words. Was that not what some of the other bots tried to do? Her eyes roamed over his frame and came to a stop on his Autobot emblem.Â
âDidnât think autobots were the kind to extinguish worlds.â
The woman turned around, something she heard, or at least she thought she did. As that happened, a few cybertronian symbols could be seen underneath her tanktop, peeking from beneath the raised cloth.
âYou realize that they are hunting your kind, right? Not just for shits and giggles, but for weapons, mats, and everything else in between.â
+almost in the scrapheap
thatspikybastard
âNot gonna hurt ya much didnât get me through millions of years of war, darlinâ.â Though she had a point. There might be no more war if he didnât get some repair. His self-healing was not going too quickly with this little and bad fuel and he was still recovering from the storage. Many of his parts needed a little TLC. It was quite risky. Unless⌠âWhat if I agree? But I wanna hold ya.â Ratchet surely understood were this was going. They both owed this human and Autobots were all about honor and stuff right? âAttack me and I squish her.â It was mostly a threat.. Though if it was her life or his it would be easy. âIâll be good as long as it stays civil. So if ya have no backstabbinâ planned all is fine.â
rustedservos
Ratchet had no interest in stabbing anyone in the back, unless it was Megatron. And the bounty hunter before him was most definfinitely not the warlord. A careful optic watched as Lockdown moved towards Karmlea, plating tensing as that hand curved around delicate flesh.
âAre you done?â He asked, arms crossed over his chassis as he waited for Lockdown to get comfortable. He had a job to do, after all, and he was mighty interested in seeing where he could set up shop.
âFuck, fine, hold me.â
She throws up her hands at this point, exasperated. The woman has had it with the spike measuring contest, and if Lockdown holding her like a god damn teddy bear was going to make all this settle down and go away, she was gonna do it.
âRatchet, make it fast. There are few mechs I will allow to hold me, Sparkles over here just earned that right - begrudgingly so - but lets not make it a habit yes?â
Then she turned her attention to Lockdown.
âI was inches away from your main energon lines and your spike. I did not snip you clean and let you drain on my shop floor. Threaten me again, mech, and Iâll make it my lifeâs mission to fuck your days up in ways that should be illegal in any universe. Okay?â, a half annoyed smile.Â
@rustedservos @thatspikybastard

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A little curiosity never hurt, right?
driftsetadrift
Drift kept a decent trot, but knew better than to dash off. Nose high in the air he scented the air and wind. The horses were in the area, but he wasnât completely sure where. The rain had washed away most of the scent on the ground.
Still though he was certain he could find them. His pace slowed as he approached the clearing, head up, ears pricked, alert. Listening to the sounds. All at once he stopped, ears twisting too and fro, much like the horses they were tracking might do.
Nose flaring and staring towards the forest. âThere.â Huffing. âMud.â
Mud indeed. She rode that 4-wheeler behind the dragon, listening, watching, knowing damn well that she will hopefully find the horses soon.
âWe need to hurry up, Drift. The next storm is almost overhead, anâ those horses are not gonna do good through another round.â
charliewatsonbb-87
âIâve fixed bee just fine, and I didnât need any help. Its not that hard to do. â Charlie grumbled, but grabbed the gloves for the other woman. Charlie handed the gloves over. âI doubt they changed that much in so little time.â
âYeah, well, unless you plan on ending up like me, and having regular dates with a dialysis machine, you need to be a little more careful.â
The woman handed her the gloves and a new set of tools.
âThese gloves are specially manufactured to repel energon. It ensures that none of it seeps through your skin. Itâs all fun and games, sweetie, âtill this shit ends up killinâ ya from thâ inside out.â
Next she motions to a disassembled canon on the workbench.
âAlright, help me fix this, then?â
@agitatedwarmachine
He most certainly caught the wink, but chose not to comment on it. More focused on the last stretch to where she was taking him. Perking up went the place came into sight. It had to be it. He almost felt silly getting excited over an almost-strangerâs place.
Almost.
âIn thaâ case, ya really are one âf the good ones. So few âf ya around, swear⌠âs that place up ahead it?â Regardless of her answer, Crosshairs sped up just a bit more. She wasnât squirming around so he didnât particularly mind her so much, but his frame was excited at the prospect of getting a good, proper stretch in root mode.
âNot sure Iâm a good one, darling. But I sure as fuck ainâ a bad one either.â When they came up to her turn, the woman sat up in that seat a little bit more. Karmela motioned to the path up ahead.Â
âAlright, let me out. Will be easier for you to get out of your alt mode as we climb and get closer.Â
There was just a short walk before they passed a line of trees and made it to a massive clearing on the mountaintop. 2 buildings dominated the horizon: a house, and a massive hangar that seemed to be the main focus of the area. She walked up to the hangar, and with a push of a button on her small pag, the doors hissed open to reveal an expansive workshop and barracks beneath.
âThereâs oil and some cure energon in there, wash-racks and enough supplies to patch you up.â
hunterofprimus
He hadnât planned this at all.
Actually, he hadnât even considered a trip to this Pit until heâd started thinking about the god-forgotten dustball while moving from one universe to another, and of course he just had to end up here.
To say he disliked Earth would be underestimating the amount of annoyance he felt at the mere thought of the planet, and now⌠Now there was organic-ridden dust in his vents.
Making a face, he rolled his shoulders, and looked around for trouble. Where ever he went, trouble was usually in the neighbourhood, and he wasnât sparked yesterday, was he?
There was a faint noise, and he tilted his helm.
âWhoâs there?â
That startled her. This was a first. Where was this coming from? The building? No, she checked it... but... fuck! Behind the building, more than likely. The woman ran around the side of it, flattening herself against the wall and peeking around the side of it.Â
Mother of GOD.Â
She had seen massive before, mostly Megatron, Blackout, Devastator, but this, this was a different kind of massive.Â
âWell fuck me sideways... youâre big.â
Karmela saw no point in trying to hide around that building. Not like he couldnât see her with his sensors.
âItâs just me, itâs alright...â
+almost in the scrapheap
thatspikybastard
Lockdown huffed, almost offended. What was that supposed to mean while he was on his back? He didnât trust this medic and he was also terrible proud and stubborn. Swallowing that was hard and he was not exactly ready to do it just yet. âIm fine..â Though he did run a few more scans, just to see how bad of a state he was really in. Could be way worse, but a few things did concern him. Maybe he could fix a few of those errors himself. If he only had the tools. Another frustrated huff and he went to sit back down on those crates. Just a little longer and he would be out of here. Hopefully. Just look natural over here. Fucking drones. Why did they care about those guys?
rustedservos
Ratchet ignored the others utterance of â fineâ. He was very much not fine, but he could be not fine somewhere other than his designated territory. He had recharge to catch up on (not that he thought he could recharge knowing Lockdown was in the immediate area) and drones to look at.
But for now, that oil was calling his name. He grabbed a barrel, sniffing it before grimacing, then chugging it. Nasty, but it would do. The kick of energy was just enough to make his biolights flare up and his engineâs rough rumble smooth out. Much better.
âDo you want me to look at the drones now, or later?â he asked Karmela.
@thatspikybastard @rustedservos
âPlease, if you donât mind. And if you need more oil, there is plenty in the drums. Take some more if you want.â
She offered Lockdown a side glance. He was stubborn as fuck, so damn stubborn. This mech would cut off his nose to spite his face, so to speak. For some, pride was important, for others, it was survival. You never knew what you would find with these mechs - always a crap shoot.Â
Karmela threaded her fingers through her hair, half frustrated, half relieved.Â
âLockdown, you know he can fix your errors, right? I promise that he ainâ gonna hurt you... much.â

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@hunterofprimus
Interesting reading on this particular one. The signal came from this general location, and as she focused her attention on the scanner that fed into her tablet, the woman became quite on edge. There was nothing there but an old building, and she had already checked that one clean.Â
âStupid scanner...â
@charliewatsonbb-87
âListen, you need to pick up a few more tricks when it comes to safely handle the energon in their lines. Here, hand me those gloves. Over there on that workbench.â