Big cat playtime at the zoo.
Tag: cute
I’m cramping up right now, so imagine Soundwave kneading on people he loves to make them feel better. Bonus points if he plays recordings of the world “knead knead knead” over and over again while he’s doing it or starts purring. When he still used his voice people would often catch him whispering “knead knead knead” under his breath while he was doing it.
It gets filed in the “yet more evidence that Soundwave is secretly a cat” category.
(also, try heat packs)
FUUUEEELLLSSS MY LIFFEE. im not on my comp right now but ill get back to this
He’s now small enough to comfortably cling to a larger mech’s back so he can reach their shoulders while they’re standing. When he still had his heavy gladiator armor, he would pull people into his lap and knead various parts of them until they got all relaxed and started to purr.
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I was given a little notebook a while back and have been doing pen doodles of my Weather Friends in them every other day. I like it because it’s portable and by using pen, I’m forcing myself to not worry about making perfect drawings. They’re fun pen doodles!
These characters kill me theyre so cute and imaginative!!
Birds!
I don’t know what kind they are. The mother is a larger songbird-frame bird, with a grey back and a dull yellow belly. She flies kind of oddly, with her wings sort of cupped and fluttering. I’ve seen more birds like her, and they all fly like that. They’re really agile and can hover well, but they aren’t fast across open air. I can’t remember ever seeing them before, and I would remember that flight pattern, but they’re all over the place, always in pairs, this year.
The nest was clinging to the side of the tree. You can see a lot of webbing in the photo- I think that’s either webworm (tent caterpillar) webbing or spider webbing, and it was worked all into the nest. I’d imagine “builds its nest out of webbing and sticks it to a tree trunk” is a pretty distinctive bird thing.
@lookatthisbabybird and general @birdblr, anyone wanna take a stab at IDing? Googling and those “find that bird” websites haven’t gotten me anywhere so far. I’m in Central Texas, and sometimes we get birds that are supposed to only live in Mexico, so it could be some of them came up from there.
February 12?
Humans do not remember being born. Most do not even recall the first three to four years of their life. However, Omnics remember the exact time and date that they first came online. After all, it is, essentially, their first thought.
5:36 AM, February 12, 2056
After that, the visual sensors come online, and the processor begins to put words to images.
A man, Asiatic, wearing square glasses, with a sparse mustache and meticulously trimmed little beard. Black hair. Brown eyes. A slightly open mouth and furrowed eyebrows. Identified expression: uncertainty.
The audio sensors boot up moments later.
The room is quiet except for the hum of the overhead lamps and the muffled sounds of outside traffic. The man sniff and clears his throat.
Then the start-up process begins.
Thank you for activating Tekhartha model 750X.U. Please state your registration code:
- Edeno3RA2F1nzxxONETW
Confirmed. Please identify registered user:
- Khadka Roshan
Confirmed. Would you like to designate a friendly name for this Tekhartha unit?
- Zenyatta.
Confirmed. Unit designated as Tekhartha Zenyatta. Would you like to designate an alternative to the default gender?
- Oh! I did not- Uh, what is the default gender?
Null.
- Ah, well, hmm. I suppose that’s fine. Are masculine pronouns acceptable? Your voice is a bit, uh… deep for female…
Vocal settings can be adjusted.
- No, that’s fine! Everything is fine!
Acknowledged. Would you like to designate an implicit purpose, to allow for greater independant operation in the absence of set tasks?
- Ahhh, hmm. You are responsible for the uh, upkeep and maintenance of the Kathmandu University library. You put books away. You help students find information they are looking for. I suppose you could even help them with their homework if you wanted, but don’t simply do it for them.
Acknowledged. I will assist students, but I am not to complete their work for them.
- Yes. That’s right.
Is there any optional software you would like to install?
- Um, no. Not at this time, thank you. No wait, that one, that bookkeeping one, I want that one.
Acknowledged. Downloading bookkeeping software now. Is there any optional software you would like to install.
- Thank you, that is enough.
There was a moment of awkward silence between Kathmandu University’s head librarian and his new assistant, then Khadka Roshan jerked up with a gasped “oh!” He turned to the counter beside him, grabbed a small pile of clothes, and held them out to Zenyatta. “You will probably want to put these on before we begin.”
Zenyatta looked at the clothing and identified a plain white button-up shirt, a brown sweater vest, and brown corduroy pants. A moment passed as he processed what to do, then he bowed his head, thanked Mr. Khadka, and dressed. When he finished, he was handed a book, and told to put it away.
He turned it over in his hands. 191 Ced. “The Nature of the Soul” by Lucinda Cedercrans.
“This belongs in the Philosophy section, I will return it right away.” He turned to leave, but Mr. Khadka hummed uncertainly, catching Zenyatta’s attention. “Is there something else, sir?”
“Are you not curious?”
Curious? He had not been before, but Mr. Khadka’s tone implied that perhaps that was wrong. That perhaps, he should be. His processors did not know the expected answer to the question, and the blank space made him… Well, perhaps it made him curious. “About what?”
“About the book.”
Zenyatta looked at the book. “My implicit purpose is to care for the books. To ensure that they are filed in the correct position on the shelves. The contents of the books are not of my concern.”
“Ah.” Mr. Khadka nodded sagely, pursing his lips and inhaling deeply. Identified expression: disappointment. “Well, perhaps it will come to you in time,” he added reassuringly, patting Zenyatta’s shoulder. “Human children need years to discover themselves. I suppose it was too much to expect you to know on your first day alive.”
Tempo!
Info from before on abilities and name:
https://bettsplendens.tumblr.com/post/160709162874/new-transformers-oc
He’s about the size of Minimus Ambus, little bitty mech.
He used to be very gaudy colors, but he got an upgrade that toned his paintjob down into something professional. What color says ‘professional’ to Cybertronians, I’m still not sure.
His alt is a small spy-drone-esque plane with swept-back wings, and there are two small propellers on his back that transform into place just behind his wings. He can use little jets to fly, or he can use the propellers for quieter, low-energy flight.
Those little whiskers on the sides of his helm act as antennae. They pick up sound, air vibrations, EM fields, and magnetic fields. He can fan them straight out to the sides, but gets compared to various types of cat if he does that.
Which, honestly, isn’t terribly inaccurate. He tends to express affection from a distance, isn’t great at showing it in ways that other people tend to recognize, and will hurt you for not respecting his personal space. He also likes to sit in high places, slow blinks at people he likes, and occupies whatever warm spots he can find without looking ridiculous. Dignity is Important.
Some NSFW info on his interfacing preferences because he gets all sputtery and flustered and it’s adorable:
1, 2, and 22 for the smut ask meme?
1. When did you lose your virginity?
Wow getting right into the nitty gritty. Well since inquiring minds want to know, I lost my v-card in basic training. Now let me preface this story by saying basic training was great when it came to teaching you to be a soldier, however that’s all they taught you. Ya, no sex ed at all. So imagine the surprise on our faces when a group of other cadets and I overheard our superior officers swapping interface stories. We had no idea what they were talking about, but we were curious as pit about it. Well we were curious about everything back then, but that’s beside the point. So we decide we’re gonna look things up on own and teach ourselves, mostly because our superiors were getting sick of our constant questions and no one wanted to risk pissing them off. There wasn’t a lot of information on the base’s databank, but we found enough to make us interested in doing our own experimentation.
Now depending on your definition of virginity I either lost mine the day after we did our own bit of research or about a week after that. Since the day after another cadet and I clumsily petted at each other until we got off. We had no idea what we were doing, it was just one clumsy, awkward event. Barely worth the trouble really. But a week after that my bunkmate and I actually bumped arrays. He’d been trying things out with other cadets in our group more than I had so he offered to show me what he’d learned, and boy did he. Bent me over my bunk and gave me a real good lesson. Ya basic training was a place of firsts. Thinking back to it now, facing in the barracks where like 20 other bots lived, give or take, is probably where the exhibitionist tendencies came from.
2. Rough sex or soft sex?
Both are good, but I think rough wins it by a bit. There’s just something so satisfying about being able to feel it the next day after a good, hard frag. I will admit that there are sometimes, when I’m still a bit sore, that I’ll excuse myself to hide in a closet or something to just grind my hand against my array to get off and make the ache last longer. It’s a pleasant reminder.
22. Do you/would you use sex toys?
You bet ya. Since work is so busy I don’t really have time to look for partners as often as I’d like, so sometimes I gotta take care of business myself. That and sometimes you just feel like keeping yourself company for the night. I’ve got six toys in total, three of which are dildos of varying sizes. The smallest was my first toy ever that still gets the job done just fine, the second one is a bit bigger, it vibrates and has ridges so it’s definitely more intense, then the final one is real big for when I want to feel nice and stretched. I’ve also got a little bullet vibrator that’s surprisingly strong for its size and a flesh light for when I want to use my spike. The last toy is actually a bit of a new purchase. I haven’t used it yet, but it’s, um, you know, it’s ah, anal beads. I’m a little curious about that sort of thing, but I lose my nerve and put them away before using them