Hey @hippy-clippy-drift​

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teratomarty:

dingdongyouarewrong:

dingdongyouarewrong:

my favourite genre of food that exists in almost every culture is “filling surrounded by a whole bunch of unhealthily cooked dough”

japanese gyoza? talented

indian samosas? brilliant

chinese bao? incredible

austrian knoedel? amazing

polish pierogi? showstopping

korean mandu? spectacular

italian ravioli? iconic

tibetan momo? outstanding 

american fritters? killer

literally anything vaguely resembling a dumpling no matter where it comes from or what’s in it? fucking a plus

Let’s hear it for stuff stuffed with stuff!

We just made pirogi/dumplings (cause we were gifted a pirogi mold thing yesterday) filled with homemade mac & cheese and it was so fucking good. We all then started spouting ideas for fillings and different dough types from pastry to gyoza.  

alyonian:

/crashes through my own blog’s walls

THIS!! IS THE CONTENT I’M LIVING FOR!!!

I want this to be angsty as possible, not gonna lie.

I want Hot Rod trying to keep up this facade of cocky bravado when around these new mechs, and the others sadly realising this is how Rodimus still acts centuries later. The only time he lets it down is when a loved one of his or someone under his care is dying and he can’t hold back his tears while he mourns their deaht.

I want Ratchet to feel uncomfortable when Hot Rod’s optics light up at an offered cube of energon – the most he’s ever been offered in his life – but all Roddy does is take a sip. He stores the rest in his subsapce so he share it with the others later.

I want Hot Rod to show unabashed admiration for Thunderclash and/or Megatron and/or Optimus since he believed in those three and what they represented to him at the time – Possibility of being great. The promise of freedom. The ability to always do the right thing. Just… him letting his guard down with someone and gushing about one of the trio, stars in his optics and hope in his voice. All the while the mech he’s with is wondering where it all went from their Rodimus.

I need!! A desperate Drift!!! Trying to do the impossible and save Hot Rod from this life, the collapsing of reality be damned. When they all realise they’ve been living out the days that’ll lead to the destruction of Nyon, Drift’s first response is to knock Hot Rod out and, I don’t know, try to smuggle him back to their time. Ratchet or Megatron needing to take him out of this when they find out, their tanks twisting uncomfortably at how angry and hopeless Drift looks when he sets Hot Rod to the ground, hugging him tight as he can while whispering, ‘I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry-’

(And of course this must be topped off with the classic scene where the gang comes back from their time traveling shenanigans. The second Rodimus is within their line of sight, I want one of the unlikely suspects – Ultra Magnus? Ratchet?? WHIRL??? – to rush towards Rodimus and pull him into a hug.)

Ya’ll you should right a fanfic right now, ya hear me?

I need this angst in my life

radha-the-introvert:

theinfiknight:

cobaltdays:

Thank the fucking gods this filled me with fear

I scrolled too fast to skip the post but then I saw the Good Boy

^^^^^ same

2018 has been the year of ending for a lot of things.

And I know change is necessary but fuck it’s just getting ridiculous at this point.