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Whomst has awoken the ancient one? Me, I did.
I had a big thought while i’m on hiatus. I can’t count how many times i’ve tried to make pins. The furthest i’ve ever gotten is sketching a drawing then just yeets it out the window. now I can’t stop thinking, should. I. Make. Pins?
Like, mchanzo pins, mcgenji pins, shimada noodle dragon pins, original pins, mchanzo pins. I want to but I know myself. Humn.
"Fairly certain you have yet to tell me that and swiftly follow through," Lieutenant remarks, not yet looking at his Conjunx as he carries in a long basket full of items for cleaning. He shuts the door behind him with his ped with his arms full, to set the basket aside for the moment. Just a few things for his own needs to get ready, which might take a bit of time, but certainly faster than Pharma.
Finally, he turns to look at his Conjunx. He was so taken aback, staring in awe at the medic that he completely forgot what this was all for. Dumbfounded by the jet before him, he simply stands there as the Autobot approaches him, saying something that has yet to register in his processor. He's only snapped out of his gaze when their lips met. The quickest distraction available as Lieutenant melted into it, pulling his Conjunx in closer to make it last a bit longer.
Right. Two hours. No dilly-dallying. Exercise restraint there, Lt. Lieutenant.
He pulls away, but not without admiring Pharma's face by taking the medic's chin to tilt up higher. "I can help you get ready, but you will have to redo your lips," He notes, as the gold does not look as lustrous as it was a moment ago. Not to mention, the Decepticon can feel the lipstick on where Pharma kissed his own lips. If the medic weren't already so dolled up, he would have wiped it off on the Autobot's cheeks.
Alas, he has to behave, at least for now.
Pharma stands in the massive mirror covered bathroom, in front of one of the mirrored walls he was quite close, leaning forward to see— making sure each stroke of the paint brush was perfect with ever steady servos.
He decorates his porcelain soft face with golden paint, Midas tears stretched all the way down his face from blue optics and he had already moved on to his mouth. A red robe he could not get up past his wings draped at the bends of his elbows and hung down around him completely untied. At this point it was really just to make him feel a little less open without certain pieces of armor that were still in the machine that had already polished them. He didn't have enough time to do that by hand.
When he heard Lieutenant walk through the doors he didn't stop his task though, simply speaking up when he heard the presence of his Conjunx “We've got to be there in about two hours—” Pharma says dragging that gold covered brush down the middle of his lip and down his chin “-I'm almost finished.” A lie, not an intentional lie, but Lieutenant should know by now that Pharma’s almost finished requires almost a whole other hour. “So you should have plenty of time to do anything you need to.” Pharma assures him.
Finally that line down the middle of his lips was as thick as that prominent chin below them and he was satisfied, Pharma finally catching sight of Lieutenant in the mirrors he presses his lips together a few times to smooth it out then smiles at him, turning around to face him. “Unless you want to help me get all the rest of that mess on,” He glances over to the rack that held the abundance of decoration he has earned over the past five million years— There was a little purr to his voice that made him consider his sentence ‘asking nicely’, Pharma walking his digits up Lieutenant’s chest a bit before he rises to his tippy pedes and presses a little gilded smooch to white lips.
@unknownsoldiers
CHOI SAN I AM NOT YOUR STRONGEST SOLDIER.
bangtan boys in (black) turtlenecks, kim namjoon special edition
for @rjshope (cr. 0613data)
ONE DAY AT A TIME ; 201018 — san
i am but a small child with none brainthought
New live action video posted on the official account, gotta get that workout in! This feels like such a Draken thing to do
he has zero thoughts in his head
sort of redraw inspired by that warrior cats gn panel with bluestar (spoiler alert: he did in fact grow to like him)
also cluster b shrewsbury anyone
Allison: So. You swear a lot, you lie to the cops, you commit crimes for fun, and your morals are way questionable.
Stiles: ...
Allison: You're everything I want in a best friend.
