Critics say Apes was the best summer movie and Transformers was the worst.
Dawn of the planet of the Apes earned 72,611,427 on opening weekend Worldwide: $240,751,154
Transformers Age of Extinction earned $100,038,390 on opening weekend. worldwide: $889,602,608
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OH MY GOD THAT’S SO CUTE.
i really really like that interpretation of skyfire oh my god. the autobots might not mind it because they see it as something harmless, but starscream being so prideful knows a patronizing attitude when he sees one. even if, like you said, if skyfire doesn’t mean anything bad by it.
gosh gosh gosh.
skyfire meeting up with starscream after the war. he’s curious as to how bad he’s gotten after all of this fighting and chances for his ego to skyrocket. when he arrives to starscream’s home, it’s as big and as lavish as he expects. there’s mechs working there too to handle the tasks starscream…
Morbid and almost canon idea: since we know that Cybertronians’ systems work even after their sparks disappear AND we’ve just learnt that disposable mechs were supposed to be left to die, unable to refuel, it would be completely possible to keep whole libraries of dead minibot archivists, full of the data they’ve gathered when they were still alive. Then their alt modes (data sticks) would make - a bit twisted but logical - sense…
well that escalated quickly…… …..
it doesn’t matter how many “pretend to be dating” fics i read, i’m always fucking in it headfirst every time and i fall for that shit every time. i know the pattern i know the plot twists i know what’s gonna happen but every single fucking time i’m fucking on the edge of my seat wide-eyed whispering like “what’s gonna happen are they gonna fall in love” to myself like of course they are you fucking idiot this happens EVERY TIME but as soon as i see the description and it’s like “x person and x person pretend to do the dating” it’s eternal sunshine of the stupidest fucking mind over here
I revel in your spark pulsing
Watch your body convulsing
As my touch makes all the difference in your pleasure or pain
I see your head tossing
And your gaze glossing
While your efforts not to scream my name are all in vain
All problems by the wayside
Takin’ you for a joyride
Up against this wall we’ll both get a glimpse of the divine
I can feel your charge racing
HUD blank, thoughts lost, fingers lacing
And for a brief fantastic moment the only thing you are is mine