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Do they purr?
Yes they in fact do purr. Cybertronians actually make a lot of unique sounds.
Purring usually a sound made when very calm, happy or satisfied. Some bots do it more than others. Some bots also may purr to calm others bots down.
Revving Is a universally Aggressive gesture with a similar meaning to why many animals growl. Its also often used as a warning, a universal fuck around and find out you could say Most bots aren't fans of humans with loud revving cars or motorcycles because of this.
Rattling This usually happens when a cybertronian is very scared, upset or crying the sound comes from shaking making their painting Rattle.
Honk Sometimes accompanying screaming whether in shock/fear or rage It can often be used to draw attention to one's self, it's a new modification most bots gained after taking an earth alt and not a natural cybertronian trait.
Sirens/alarms are a form of warning call only used in absolute emergencies, used as a loud call for help or a warning of danger and to get away, The pattern and pitch in which the siren plays indicates to other cybertronians if it is a call for help or a warning to get away,
Sometimes, for the sake of getting to places Faster on Earth bots disguised as emergency vehicles will use their Sirens, but it's not a pleasant experience for them. this is another noise human Vehicles make that cybertronians find Distressing.
Cybertronian language, though it may sound like a bunch of random noise to most humans it is very much a language consisting of A mix of chirps, clicks, chittering, buzzes, hums, purrs, and Beeps. It Sounds less like any human language and more like a buggy Summer night mixed with random electronic Noises. Though it is possible for a human to learn how to read a cybertronian language, it's basically impossible for them to speak or understand it verbally. Many sounds have subtle Differences that human ears Can't pick up on, Along with many sounds being too high Or low pitch for most human ears and most sounds being impossible for a human to make. along with that, all of Cybertron's primary languages use electrical signals in tandem with verbalization or hand gestures in the case of cybertronian sign language, While Cybertronian tactile languages are entirely incomprehensible to humans since they consist of 90% electrical signals.
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kneelingshadowsalome · 2 months
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i'm not sure if that's true but i've seen somewhere that bunnies can symbolise fake innocence so...,.,.. (also im so sorry this is so long :,))) )
idk maybe just the image of women in könig's head seems to be something similar? they're sweet and helpless and need someone bigger to protect them. in that way they hold more power - no one ever assumes that a woman could be cruel or downright evil.
and so does könig, even though it's almost a conscious choice to him. he'll let women use him and manipulate him so long as he gets the privilege of being approached by them first despite being visibly much bigger and stronger. and that also being exactly the same as people feeling special when someone's pet likes them, especially cats (usually very distant and seemingly unaffectionate) or bunnies (again, easily scared and also distant in their own way) 🥲
(and speaking of this. i keep thinking about an au where. idk how but reader and köni simply go to the same church (possibly with their families) and he sees her as this sweet innocent girl and their families know each other so well and his parents love her but she turns out to be the one who shows him that sex outside of marriage is actually very fun and so is witchcraft lmao 😭 im sorry)
I’m so into the whole bunny thing, esp after what Orla & Syl (@/konigsblog and @/comfortless) just posted…….
I'm 110% sure that König gets both protective and predatory over someone (seemingly) innocent and meek, he's drawn to her like a bee to honey. His mind and soul and hands are so dirty that he seeks redemption through protecting this adorable little woman who reminds him of a helpless pet. He wants to feed and protect and stroke her, make her love him and only him, with her, he becomes the epitome of a pick me boy. He just wants her to be his little bunny girl, let him scratch her from behind the ear or some place else...
And our shy but endearing bunny babe doesn’t dare to tell this big, affectionate giant that he’s trying to make it look like she’s the dumb, clueless one in this scenario when in reality, König is the one who’s on a leash here... Poor guy! With every little wink of her imaginary tail, she gets him to do whatever she wants: manipulating this big dork is laughably easy. Not that she wants him harm, but who wouldn’t want to play cat and mouse with someone who’s basically asking for it? She can provide him the rush of the chase he so seeks, just a small bite of her lip makes this poor man hot and bothered already.
König always apologizes for getting carried away, for being a little too rough with her when he kisses her raw and gets a little handsy. He doesn’t want to seem demanding or coercive: but she’s just so sweet that he can’t take it… He's about to cry and wank and crumble during his pathetic confessions to her, only she can grant him mercy, always being so lenient with his heated advances. He's just a weak man, she's too good for him, bla bla bla – she pets his head while he sighs in her tits, hard again after just cuddling her.
They have to wait until marriage, that's what he always pants when hovering above her, so hard she can feel his whole cock through her dress. She’s going to make a grown man cry soon with those vein-popping boners she gives him, and the hardest part is to stifle her giggles at how easy it is to tease this poor guy... König doesn’t even know that she’s not that innocent, far from a virgin actually with how she’s fantasizing about him every night with her 6” dong with suction cup. One time he almost caught her playing with herself when he came rushing back to her room after forgetting some godforsaken book there...
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2aceofspades · 3 months
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You’re making an animatic? YOU’RE making an animatic?!
GDSSEUU YOU GVNGETHFDDYY TO JGCF AHHHHHH!
Ahem. ‘Scuse me.
I know you said it’s painful, and I’m sorry for that. But seriously, if YOU’RE making an animatic, I know it’s going to be EPIC. Can’t wait to see it!! But be sure to take care of you. Breaks, water, sleep—all that jazz.
Oh nooo please don't get excited cuz it's really bad
Like look at this asdfghj-
What is this?!!!!? *Cries in pain*
All in all...I think I hate it but it's kinda fun??
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psn-stalling · 3 months
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LOOK LOOK LOOK!!!! SHUT UP AND LOOK AT MY FURRET NOW ROTOMBLR.
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avephelis · 1 year
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woe, rise requests be upon ye
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divine--intervention · 6 months
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MORE ULTRAKILL OC ART YEAHHH
N3ptune is being drawn this time
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starflungwaddledee · 5 months
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offering three cookies 🍪🍪🍪
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(<< part 1)
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pixlokita · 2 months
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*gives you chocolate milk *
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That really hits the spot thank you
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canisalbus · 7 months
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I had a dream that you revealed Machete's real name, and it was still Machete but pronounced "mah-hee-yet" or "mah-hee-yay", depending on how french the speaker was
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cherubxkisses · 3 months
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are you having fun making up a woman to be mad at? who do you know that is posting about the barbie snub and not also (moreso) the crisis in palestine? other than actual zionists who are not going to be affected by a shamey post about it
it is sad how you will do anything but listen to palestinians. it is sad how you claim us all to be liars. i’ve seen people who have been silent for over 3 months watch me post about this genocide and not say a single word. the second the barbie news came out, it was all over their social media. i am allowed to shame them for it. they should be ashamed
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pseudophan · 9 days
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i had a dream that in a new video they were filming in another phouse location at some angle where phil was looking up at dan and Dan was looking down in a way that turned from lovesick to slutty real fast and then it cut and the video continued but they looked ever so unkempt and flustered (a red patch of skin, a button or zip undone, hair tousled) and i fear the energy in gaming videos these days is so bonkers h0rknee they might just do some shit like that (also I wasn’t watching a video itself I was watching gifs made by tumblr user pseduophan after the fact when we were all losing it so take from that what you will)
i feel like i say this to every dream these days but This Would Happennnn like not even that they'd take a fuck break from filming but they'd absolutely pretend to. oh my god dan and phil actually please do this that's so funny. they get tired of seeing discourse about everything and everyone on twitter so they're like alright lets just give them something to talk about for awhile
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lullaebies · 2 months
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If you are still taking requests, my darling, how about a blurb of Daeron coming to KL in the days before Jaehaerys' funeral and reuniting with his siblings or momma? xoxo johannawesterling. 😘
“Daeron,” his mother's voice was the first one that welcomed him in that lonely hall. The warm brown of her eyes sad, as always sad— he hated seeing it as a child, and hated seeing it now. Alicent rushed over to him to envelop him in an embrace. “My sweet boy.”
Grandsire was the one who wrote Daeron of the news. He said his Alicent’s temperament was fickle with grief, caring for Helaena’s babes. Daeron always knew his mother would hug him upon his return, but he felt a babe himself cradled in her arms. 
“Mother, I missed you,” he held her back, feeling his own throat dry. Her hunched frame, her head on on his shoulder in defeat; his brother’s coronation should’ve given her the opportunity to find joy in a respectable posture, not a reason to wither. He hears some shout from within the hall in front of him, followed by another by a different voice, both filled with fire. “Are those…?”
“Aegon and Aemond,” Alicent answers, lifting her head. “It’s been a difficult time, and yelling is all they could do.”
Daeron doubted it. He saw the hanged people by the Tower of the Hand. No, his brothers are all flames searching to consume all, as they always were. “And Helaena?” he asked. His sister has always been calm in the midst of fury, but as things are…
“They are by her door. She has not come out of her room since…” Alicent said painfully. 
Since sweet Jaehaerys had died. The funeral was due in a few days. He came for it; he has not been here for the birth of his nephew, he missed his years in this world, but he would not miss the boy’s departure from it too. But if his mother couldn’t bear to come… No. Helaena would never forgive herself if she did not come. He knew his sister, and he knew it to be true. If his brothers’ shouts were anything to go by, they were in a similar place.
Seven hells, he was too. After all this time, returning when it was all too late to help… How could he forgive himself?
Daeron always wanted to come back home in triumph.
It was a dream of his, ever since his mother sent him to squire with Lord Ormund. To come back a knight of the order, robust and reliable for his sister and mother to be proud of and his brothers to trust in. He wanted his nephews and niece to imagine him in their heads as an uncle they could count on, to become a figure his family whole could believe in.
He was lost, away from his family for too long, but Daeron knew he can’t leave his siblings alone now. He kissed his mother’s cheek, and went ahead towards his brothers.
“After all these years, you think you can preach to me about restraint?” Aemond’s eye flashed like a dagger. He grew much taller, taller than their older brother. Aegon, on the other hand, had not grown much since their teens, and he had been hunched as it is. With a pale face, bloodshot eyes and clenched fists he had not seemed any less fiery.
“When it is all your fault, you cunt? Yes I can.” Aegon replies venomously.
When they were young, Daeron was always lost when they fought. He could rise up together with them against Rhaenyra’s boys, but when they trifled with one another, he always found himself a bystander, staying by Helaena until the storm calmed. Alas, Helaena was in the room in front of them, and from within he heard soft sobs. His mother steps forward to intervene between them, but Daeron stops her, and walks to them instead.
Aemond noticed him first, halting at his sight. Aegon stepped toward Aemond, as if to yell at him some more, but Daeron brought a hand to hold his shoulder. Aegon nearly snapped his shoulder towards him to hit him, but Daeron stopped his hand too.
“Brothers,” he called them, his hold on Aegon’s wrist growing looser. “Stop it.”
Something in him snapped when he saw their faces closely. Aemond looked as if he had not slept a week, Aegon looked as if his blood had been running cold for a moon turn, hair a mess even if he wore a crown. They both try to pick themselves up, upon his arrival, Aemond fixing his gloves, and Aegon clearing his throat.
“You’ve grown tall, you twerp,” Aegon said, looking up to him. “It is good to see you. But don’t get involved.”
Daeron frowned. “Don’t tell me that. I’m your brother. I can talk to my brothers,” Daeron then looked at the door. “And my sister.”
Aemond shook his head. Some shame came upon his face. “She doesn’t want to see us, Daeron.”
What she didn’t want to see never mattered, though. Helaena often told him she saw strange things in her mind. When they were children, when she sent letters, it was often all the same. Sometimes, those were things she did not want to see at all. She managed through it all; she was the bravest, even when she cried waking up from a dream. She needed to see them, instead of further falling into loneliness.
“So we leave her to the darkness of her room instead of showing her she is not alone?” 
“I don’t know how to convince her out, Daeron. I tried,” Aegon said. “Aemond tried. Mother tried. Grandsire tried. Jaehaera and Maelor..” he trailed off. 
Daeron looked at the door again. His sister was never stupid, she knew they were outside. He knew she was listening, too. If she heard them, she only heard strife and more frustration, things she had likely enough of within her. Whenever Daeron played with Lord Ormund’s children, it was always similar with his one daughter, Bethany; if her brothers quarrelled and brawled while she was upset, she would lock herself in her rooms until she felt safe to get out. She wouldn’t go out to thundering knocks and threatening yells, but to safety.
Daeron didn’t know if Helaena would ever feel safe again. Not after all that happened. But if anyone was to give her hope it was them. He remained steadfast in his stare against his brothers.
“When ships are lost at night, we light the Hightower’s beacon until they find their way back.”
Turning around, Daeron knocked on the door, in an odd rhythm. A rhythm Helaena taught him when he was around eight, and plagued with nightmares of plucked eyes and stormy seas. When mother could only take care of Aemond, Helaena told him she would never turn him away should he come by her door. 
“It is like the summer songs of cicadas, stuck to their trees. They sing when they know when they feel safe.”
The sobs from within the room suddenly quietened. No rustling came from within, but it was a change. He knocked on the door again. Sniffles came in response. His brothers stared at him, and for once, he met them in an equal gaze. 
Biting his lip, Aegon brought his clenched first forward to the door too. He looked at Daeron, and they knocked together. More sniffles came, but they sounded closer. Aemond seemed to be most skeptical, but with both results and a glare from Aegon, they knocked again together, all three.
It felt like forever, until they heard something being moved from behind the door. The heavy door opens only slightly, but the sniffles are suddenly all clear. The light finally shone on her; Helaena’s face was red, her eyes were glassy, her hair unkempt and her dress crumpled upon her figure, but she was there.
She saw them all, and tears fell down her cheek again. “I…”
It was not clear, amongst the three of them, who came to hug her first. All Daeron knew is that they ended in sibling embrace. She fell into sobs again in their arms, this time holding them dearly for life.
We will not let go.
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windvexer · 25 days
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Sorry for the odd question but when you divine for results of baneful spell work do you want a negative card or would you want something positive? I can't really decide what would be better because positive could = you get good results or the spell didn't work because the outcome is happy? And negative could be = intended results or everything went to shit? Idk do you get what I mean?
No, this is a great question! And you've given me an excuse to talk about my favorite thing in tarot, which is deriving answers from sources other than card meanings!
In all cases of troubleshooting vagueness, try to discover the stumbling block. You've already done this - it's hard to determine the portent of the card because we don't know who the card is referring to.
The problem here isn't interpreting the card, per se; the problem is the framework within which the card is placed. "Outcome" is a broken bridge of meaning because we don't know if it's leading us to our island, or our target's island. You've recognized that one bridge can't carry you to both places, so you're trying to figure out which island you're walking to.
The solution isn't to interpret the card harder, but rather to design new questions or spreads that have better frameworks to organize the information you seek.
Reading tarot isn't just the interpretation or memorization of a card, but also includes developing meta-structures to help frame and interpret the cards.
Those 'meta-structures' are the skills of learning how to phrase questions, how to build and modify spreads, and how to think about the flow of information itself so that you can build bridges from desired goal ("I want to know the outcome of this hex") to obtainable results ("I will clearly define that the outcome refers to the target and not to myself.")
As with many things in witchcraft, the solution in tarot is often to know exactly where you'd like to go.
So, to answer your question! (Finally, lol)
If I was trying to read on the spell's outcome for the target, I'd probably want to see a negative or dreary card; if I was reading on the spell's outcome for me, I'd like to see a very positive or triumphant card.
Troubleshooting ideas for when the portent of the card is unknown because it's not clear who the subject is:
Create new spreads that differentiates between you and the subject.
Use the question to clarify whom the card is referring to.
Anchor intent by using signifiers to demonstrate whom the subject is.
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2aceofspades · 5 months
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pspspsp
Hey Ace your Leo is so friendshaped!
Oh! Oh??!
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I had to I had to...hehe I had both Leos on my mind...
But awwwee thank you so much!! 🥹😭 Such a compliment oh gosh *melts*/pos pos pos
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1-800-luvmail · 2 months
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had a funny idea of having a long distance relationship w/ johnathan ohnn and remaining in touch even after the whole collider incident but being completely left in the dark abt the whole situation.
at some point in your relationship, he seems to go radio silent— which does in fact make you panic— but then he's back!!! and everything is normal again between the two of you! well,,, kind of?
weirdly, he prefers calls and texts over facetime now. and yes, it is kinda odd that he never talks about his job at alchemax anymore. nor does he reply as quickly to your calls or texts,,, but you don't mind! of course, he hasn't been exactly told you what happened but he swears he will. eventually. at some point.
you hear on the news about a new villain causing chaos and shit around where he lives so you— having no clue— tell him to stay extra safe!
you also ask him abt wtf is going on there becuz??? hello? does shit like that just happen in new york?
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yeah so he doesn't tell you. but he can't hide it forever.
especially because he's not the only one with secrets! you've got the plane ticket already, excited to surprise him with a visit.
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ft. crappy edit of the meme becuz i cant stop giggling 2 myself. itz not even funny im jus amused easily (*´ー`)ゞ
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aibyoutachi · 9 months
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You're just gonna let me request things??
Can you do a Souyo with Souji being clingy and/or jealous over Yosuke? 😇🙏
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i had the idea for a comic where souji gets jealous over yosuke's idol hobby a while ago and this ask reminded me of that idea... so i made a comic :'D
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