Oh look, Its robots

It has occurred to me that Mirage and Noah’s first interaction was the hot wiring scene. Their first encounter was Noah trying to turn Mirage on.

Haha uh oh! I love him

Elena: Cool exosuit, Noah, what’s it made out of?

Noah: Oh, actually it’s-

Mirage: It’s Boyfriend Material

mirage is SUCH a monsterfucker. he saw a weird squishy little alien, let it climb inside him, and then flirted mercilessly for the rest of the goddamn movie

most transformers movies: we do not kill humans. we do not harm them. we protect the humans with our lives.

mirage: I just killed three cops for fun and I feel great

You know the 20 minute make-out scene between Noah and Mirage while the Autobots watched in an annoyed manner was an interesting choice for ROTB, but who am I to doubt Hasbro’s vision for their franchise.

Optimus Prime in Transformers is all chivalrous and wise like some medieval knight and Optimus Prime in Transformers: Rise of the Beasts is like a single dad with three kids who will drive them to McDonalds order one black coffee and then leave

i love these two characters. i need to trap them in a collapsed building so they can talk about their feelings as one of them slowly bleeds out.

still vibrating from watching rotb forgive me as i spout incomprehensible trash for a little while

I return to Tumblr after a deep slumber just to post this shit you're welcome

the people in the back couldn’t hold it back during this scene (I know he’s not this tall and they’re living on the second floor let’s pretend he’s standing on a car…or a few…broken cars)

man’s oblivious rn to what he just said

*sighs dreamily* what a fucking weirdo

*twirling hair* what a fucking freak

i see no difference

Discovering my characters backstory by listening to music

its always some fucking day in some fucking month in some fucking year isnt it

you ever accidentally create a recurring theme in your writing. you start putting together an outline for something you’ve never written before and get partway through planning, rearrange the pieces, and go “GODDAMMIT THIS IS ABOUT GRIEF AGAIN”? because let me tell you,

ME LISTENING TO MUSIC AND IMAGINING MY SILLY LITTLE GUYS IN THE SADDEST SITUATIONS POSSIBLE