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// Finally I'm managing to continue my inktober (even if I'm pretty far from completing it, I'll do my best!)

Here is Wheeljack!

Next to come: Fort Max from IDW

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Alright, this…probably won’t explode.

Wheeljack

#;i got the horses in the back {musings} #;grant me patience now {queue}

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sensory

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#;i got the horses in the back {musings} #;grant me patience now {queue}

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Bulkhead’s has got some junk in his trunk.

04 - Bulkhead

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anime girl type

Wheeljack's Personality You are a(n) soldier who enjoys butts. Your favorite food is milk, and your favorite color is Turquoise. Wheeljack's Stats Hair: Miniscule Green Height: Miniscule Body Type: Editable by slider Sexuality: Shut up Unique Trait: Dying at inconvenient times

#;{shindanmaker} #{{this has been in my drafts for three years so the results have certainly changed but i'm posting the original ones hfkjsdgfksj}} #;grant me patience now {queue}

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Sulfuric acid and sugar .

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@theworldsworstroommate said:

At the first opportunity when Ratchet isn’t paying attention… Wheeljack ‘subtly’ pokes his antenna.

     Despite the ‘subtleness’ of the poke, the atmospheric reader and communications antenna suddenly sends the medic a confused blend of information, even the temperature of the other cybertronian’s digits, and Ratchet’s form abruptly straightened from the unexpected signals. A nanoklik later, the sensitive antenna compacts and vanishes into his back storage, as it often does in combat to prevent damage to it. In this instance, it is to keep it out of reach.

     “Are you SATISFIED?” His voice is laced with a growl.

#;{saved} #autobotmedic #;what what {ic} #;grant me patience now {queue}

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In homage to the glorious Robutts of Transformers Prime, I’m gonna draw them all.

01 - Optimus Prime

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im a flirting machine with no off button

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[Have yourself an unnecessarily sexy afternoon]

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Things didn’t go exactly as planned, but I’m not dead so it’s a win.

Andy Weir

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Y’all remember when Wheeljack straight up killed a mfer with his thighs?

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softdommedic​:

☴ ✚ ☶     The beetle sighed in exasperation, wings slipping out of his partially opened shell before one side partially shielded Orion. His partner’s embarrassment had not escaped his notice, which automatically activated protective instincts.      “Well, hwat else do you wish to say then?” he returned, waving one of his secondary hands, “Go ahead, expel hwatever material or sensual remarks you have in store, since you cannot resist.”

⥇.☣.⬾

Some of the mirth slipped out of Wheeljack's demeanor, dampened by Ratchet's condescension. His gaze moved to the side, voice dropping the teasing tone, “Eh, whatever. I got things to do anyway.”

Now was time to pretend like he'd never cared and leave.

#;what what {ic} #;do the water dance {v: fae} #autobotmedic #softdommedic

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chemistry moodboard request from @prekaer. | chlorine is a deadly poison gas employed on european battlefields in world war i. sodium is a corrosive metal which burns upon contact with water. together they make a placid and un-poisonous material, table salt. why each of these substances has the properties it does is a subject called chemistry.

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requested by lamnothome

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