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witchofthesouls · 19 hours
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Sam ending up throught groundbringe fuckery in Tfp would be such a vacation for him i think. Less action, less aliens ripping each other to shreds every miniute, the difference between how bay formers and tfp formers look.. Sam would look at tfp cons deadpan not afraid at all
Meanwhile the kids in Bayverse would get treated like sparklings probably(wattch Miko growl once at a con and promptly get adopted) Raf especially. Jack would take one look at everything and just go to work in NEST cafeteria until others can figure a way back home for him, Miko and Raf because he's NOT getting involved in this housefire(would avoid bay!Op like a plague something something honorary prime nonsense)
Sam is right there, chilling and spazzing on the minor things (to everyone else in TFP), while completely blasé to the major world-changing/world-ending things. He's been in more than one "end of human civilization" scenarios. It's not his first rodeo, and he's not even counting the doomsday panic of 2000 and 2012. He's immune to crazy, otherworldly shit via alien technology. If anything, he's weirdly disappointed over the lack of alienness of their Artifacts.
He literally resurrected his version of Optimus, met the Dynasty of Primes, had the Allspark in his mind, and dealt with the Fallen that manipulated gravity fields.
Sam's treating it like an unwanted vacation to a place that lied upon the brochure. That guy is like a powerful magnet for destroying Decepticon plans. He would probably fall into a chasm of a hidden Energon mine or interrupt an Artifact expedition to his advantage because 1) Allspark guided him, or 2) he was getting to antsy in the base of nothingness (no human personnel, no cafeteria, no agents, no systems or tasks for him) and did a runner.
He definitely puts his foot in his mouth when he meets Arcee. Sam would never get used to their more human-like frames.
Sam's boogeyman would be M.E.C.H.
Meanwhile, the Jasper Trio is stuck on Diego Garcia. They're taken back by the immense operation that's N.E.S.T. and feeling really lost. Miko doesn't have a Bulkhead-equivalent, Jack doesn't know what to make of the triplets, and Raf isn't clicking this Bumblebee.
Because everyone is too busy, they're trying to slot into things without getting too underfoot. Jack already has certifications related to his fast food job, so he gets into the mess hall to prepare meals for hundreds. Raf and Miko get into the science portions. Raf is making a name for himself as he has the most success bridging tech and understanding the Cybertronian script. Miko likes explosions.
The kids are boggled by all the politicking that goes into it and the more intensely magical things with the Allspark.
Those three will never, ever not laugh at Dorito-Starscream.
(Both sides have the not-so-fun realization about the malfunction connected to Unicron in the middle of Earth. That's too farfetched for anyone, but the truth literally grabbed the respective Primes with giant elemantal fists to viciously shake them.)
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#fantasy and Other Things That Ruined My Life: An Autobiography by witchofthesouls
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Reblog and put in the tags a character you genuinely love, but also have many gripes with in terms of their canon portrayal.
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Wish we had more of Makeshift because we have no info on what he was doing before Screamer rounded him for that mission..
I can imagine him and Soundwave being cryptic prankster duo.. And also i feel like he would be intrigued/fascinated by humans ability to mimic
I know, right!? I wish we had more information about Makeshift, especially with his powers. Can he take the frame of any mecha, regardless of frame-type, or is he limited to similar sizes? Is the ability only a surface change, or does it warp his very CNA? How does he train each character? Method acting?
While I can see Soundwave being a cryptic prankster, I don't see him officially teaming up with anyone. If anything, Soundwave would either Makeshift's tricks to go unimpeded or secretly guide some setups as a low-key hobby that doubles as a morale booster because laughter is good.
Makeshift would arguably be among the first of the Cybertronians to see how well humans can mimic others. Not just voices and sounds, but appearances as well. He and Knock Out would get along over historical cosplay, YouTubers that focus on fashion (coughBernadetteBannercough), and Makeshift can double as a model for any of Knock Out's tailoring explorations.
He would be so down to join sci-fi and fantasy conventions and ren faires as he can walk around as himself with mass conversion and win many cosplay competitions (and heckle at so many dedicated 'true fans' before being dragged into said arguments for real).
And on a side note, he would definitely be the first 'con to clang humans. He has the advantage of becoming many humans' robotic/completely armored bedroom dream.
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The look on Megatron's face when he gets the news Tarn's mate was sent into early emergence when Overlord tore into the Peaceful Tyranny. He was pissed and spriting towards the Tyranny when a large BOOM rocked the Nemisis. Megatron was up off his aft and moving even faster.
He reached the bay see to a heavily schorched triumphant Tarn, with marginal less scorched Vos looking over his shoulder infront of a vaguely Overlord shaped hole in the floor
Oh no. The entire ordeal is a mess, even by Decepticon standards because the Camien basically stopped the Unstoppable Force that's Overlord.
There will be so many questions on the how, when, and where because everyone and their dog knows why the nurse did what they did.
(Your aerosol solution was a two-parter. To ensure the rest of the crew wasn't caught up with the toxins, you set out multiple stands under the guise of aromatherapy for your stress. It was low dosages of the cure that slowly accumulated in the frame. Overlord may have crushed you, but you won the game.)
Tarn's mad on so many levels that he didn't even wait for expressive approval to finish off Overlord, especially with his team's commentary on your wide assortment of skills across many disciplines since Vos had worked with an engineer and Helex was once employed by a network of medical centers to melt down infected and broken equipment as well as contagious frames and samples. You know far too much for a nurse, even if you're not a native of Cybertron. And the rampant rumors about you aren't helping matters.
Kaon has a beloved OTP but that doesn't impede him from his dedicated work on monitoring all the signals on the ship. So far, you haven't sent anything through the monitors, nor can he detect any personal use of long-distance communication waves.
You and Tarn actually had arguments throughout it all because Tarn found out some of Overlord's behavior via secondhand from other 'cons (and sometimes by Overlord himself chewing or licking the venom that's eating his lips). He wants to shake out all the details so he can finally put the fat-lipped Phase Sixer on the List. He wants to know what plagued your sleep to develop insomnia and keep tinkering in the secluded lab. You're silent on both issues as Overlord follows the letter of Megatron's mandate, even if he violates the spirit (and you take advantage of it as you poison your own cubes and equipment he tries to nab), and you have no idea how to bring up the sparkeaters because the 'cons it's a rumor or a fantastical tale that the D.J.D. take advantage with the Pet. Not a reality as it is on Caminus' outskirts from fanatical heretics.
While Tarn is busy separating an out-cold Overlord's head from the rest of the body with a few hacksaws and Vos alt-mode to empty a chip inside both sides of Overlord's neck, Nurse got transferred to the Nemesis' medbay. Officially, for better medical care since they have far more resources. Unofficially, it's an interrogation to ensure you're not a spy. Soundwave's rifling in your head and he gets looped into the mess of repressed trauma and nightmares between Overlord and the "sparkeaters" of a death cult that decimated the village of your childhood before Tourniquet fished you out.
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Cybertronians vs kudzu
Who would win. Aliens or very invasive plants?
Cybertronians will win the battle, but they'll lose the war.
It's one thing to comprehend that plants grow fast, it's another thing to witness it.
If Cybertron ever establishes a sister city or university on Earth, then many Cybertronians will flock over to study applied agricultural sciences because someone at some point had managed to successfully crossbreed a potato with a Cybertronian one that feeds on their planet's radiation.
Someone needs to save Cybertron's soul if a well-meaning idiot takes something like kudzu or mint and manages to get viable crossbreeds on the metal planet.
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I found this in my gallery and thought why not share? It's a personal joke of mine that Optimus is the type who would have a reincarnation gone wrong scenario. Thus here's a doodle with post TFP version being remade into a Digimon called Orimon.
Despite only having a tail, OP is a bouncing newborn disaster who'll steal, copy and eat everyone's data.
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GIVE. ME. THIS. CREATURE.
I could imagine Orimon's tail acts like TFP Soundwave's tentacles. He's a bouncing, adorable, and very hungry Digimon.
Imagine if he squeaks or chirps!
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If you have an au of transformers and they are present in some way what is your unicron like? I'm starving for unicron content :(
The various Other!Aus kicked off because of the Unicron-is-Earth connection could have made it possible and I crave more fantasy in Transformers.
Besides all the shitposts of Unicron being Italian, anti-Cybertronian devices are similar to anti-vampire equipment, and how his an older brother/sibling to Gaea, I haven't really delved deep into the guy. More like the other characters that are connected to him, like how Megatronus Prime and Prima are respectively reflections of Unicron and Primus.
If I'm focused on Bayverse, then he acts more like a primordial force of the cosmos that's currently slumbering in the core of the Earth. He is Chaos, and Chaos does what it does.
If I'm focused on Aligned/TFP, then he's a more active player who's trying to subvert the chains that Megatronus (and his descendants) buried into the planet as well as trying to work around (or with) a fledging Gaea who's painfully young on the cosmic scale.
Personally, I align Unicron as a deity of chaos and death. It makes sense as it complements his twin and is a check towards him (and vice versa). That's why I like to think Gaea is supposed to be a wilder, organic reflection of Prima that made use of Unicron's rage and hostility toward Prima (and his creations). Unicron was so off-put by his brother that he warded off his resting place with all the anti-elements he could, which Gaea took advantage of since Unicron needs sustenance to continue his existence.
It nicely bridges the gaps on how Earth and Cybertron are cousins with their weird similarities and gaping differences.
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Hey, for the other!tfp trio….let's assume that the team remained on really close contact despite the distance after the war (RID 2015 who knows you? Certainly not me). I wanna see a really touching reunion between the bots and their protegees, but here's the twist:
They return to their kids, only to find out that these three are no longer kids, but young adults (maybe late teens for Raf, because our future little Dragon always will be the youngest of the trio) and are no longer humans (cause they have fully embraced their other heritage)
This time-lapse could be explained by either A) the bots spending a bit longer on Cybertron and losing the human sense of time or B) The kids deciding to make a joint trip to elsewhere/the other side after the end of the war, where time doesn't move the same as in the human plane (they went as kids, but elsewhere spit them as grow ups even though this change doesn't make sense to the bots.... because they are seeing things from a human sense of time); now, when exactly these three got lost and then reborn, that's privy to them alone.... I prefer the B) option if you ask me....
Regardless, I think that these three would remain tightly nit, as tight as possible (they could be on the other extreme of the planet or any other plane, and yet they would return to each other...eventually). Cause after all the went through, separation is not an option for them
Reactions and talks/explanations are meant to happen in response to this..... and what roles June, the Esquivels and the Nakadais families had to play in all this
Ohhh, this is interesting. I hinted or understated in some pieces that time can get weird in Elsewhere as a call to the folktales and myths of humans stepping into an otherworldly space to spend a few hours there, and then stepping back to their world to find out decades had passed.
Perhaps it's their heritage, singing in their bone marrow and igniting from the Matrix's influence, June's own presence (haunting and hungry, no matter how muted or how well she hides her own teeth), or a strange combination. Perhaps it's the experiences they shared, forged in fire and blood as Earth's own chaotic nature. But these three are bonded. Intertwined with each other, even across the world.
Distance means both little and much to them now. They ventured onto foreign, alien planets and spaceships, traveled to lands across the world in the blink of an eye, and went on the run from a manhunt.
Miko keeps the Apex Armor and takes it back to Japan. At the right moments and when the urge gets too much to bear, she steps into the sea and goes farther than any of her relatives could go, even the ones that can hold their breath for 20 minutes.
She hasn't been the most filial of daughters, but she is her parent's child. Her sea-blooded mother stole back a human that survived and thrived from Elsewhere and claimed that man as a spouse. Bloodlust and wet works are no distant strangers to her. She's inexperienced but a willing learner. She already cut her teeth on foreign flesh.
Down in the dark depths where there's no difference between going up to the sun and going towards the abyss, but where her steps tread, she meets someone with pearly, iridescent scales across a long, serpentine body and a face so much like her own (and her mother's and her grandfather's and her-) with large, dark eyes with an amber ring.
After meeting the yokai that birthed her lineage centuries ago, Miko finds her way back to the Americas. A blessing and a warning kept in her heart.
(One day, Miko will understand what her sea-blooded mother meant when she told her that her father was a 'good Man.'
Raf's deep fascination (admiration, obsession) with space exploration and technology is taken in stride among the Esquivels. He doesn't raise any suspicion among them because that's how they all are.
He absorbs whatever he can, consuming the hard-earned lessons under Ratchet's care and oft-handed commentary. The Esquivels hunger and Raf is no different as he swallows how Cybertronian theory and application and attempts to further bridge between human and alien equipment.
Raf had found his teeth and his siblings recognized it as their baby brother doesn't disappear on them nor shrink away from their more vicious arguments.
(They are a family whose flesh descended from fire tempered by earth. Raging passion and violent temptations. Wicked protection and immense wrath. Voracious, cruel, and beastly, yet so very kind and vigilant.)
Mama kissed her youngest boy (because Raf will always be her baby boy) on his head and told him to be careful, praying for his safety as he went with Jack.
That protection will save them on a summer trip when Jack retraces his steps to all the places he once called home.
Ever since his mission to Cybertron, Jack dreams of strange, wistful things. An unquenchable thirst, an itch in his bones... he feels bereft for some reason.
He misses Arcee. He misses all of them. But for some reason, Jack
In the summer after graduation, he takes his new-used car and travels across the mainland United States. The windows are down as the radio blares, wind ruffles his hair as Raf laughs and tries to figure out maps since some locations are so off-beat that the GPS can't confirm the coordinates.
Deep in the bones of a decrepit old house he once called a home in his long-distant childhood because June and Jack moved repeatedly, hopping from place to place without rhyme or reason... there are the echoes of a wailing scream buried within it.
A living corpse for a copse of trees that guard the area.
(A mother will tell her son what exactly brews in their powerful blood and what she has done to ensure he grew up safe to make a choice.)
Elsewhere exists in so many ways, shapes, and forms. At one point, the legends and myths had once walked upon Earth and left their marks. Something happened in the unwritten, unspoken past that corralled those legends away.
The trio will venture through the many portals and gateways and have many more adventures as they realize there are far more Cybertronian relics on Earth...
Mermaid queens and Seelie emperors, dignitaries of unearthly shapes painted in enamel and precious jewels, sharp animals with sharper intelligence that speak in prose, the faint imprints in slumbering environments, and empty, the lingering remains of humanity's role among such great and terrible things.
(Humanity was (is) great and terrible themselves.)
(Miko's father is a 'good Man,' and that means something different to such beings.)
"Long ago, Man made peace with with Magic." "Long ago, it was decreed that Man would stay."
Time isn't linear in Elsewhere which incorporates so much that a single or several maps would be useless. Time flows in so many directions that it's a constant battle to recognize and travel to and from their own particular section of a river.
Perhaps it's his heritage or a minor blessing from the Matrix, but Jack is more sensitive to flow and can locate the best spots for them to get back to their Earth. To the same week, month, or year they ventured away.
Miko explores her own bloodthirst and prey drive. The singing, thrumming chant in her blood and how the Apex Armor responds to it.
Raf hones his own instinct on his particular guidance to find portals and lucky happenstances. Between him and Jack's instincts for 'shiny' things, little can escape them.
In some worlds, they grow older. Aging and bulking, exploring how to reshape themselves and all sorts of careers. In others, they seem immortal compared to the rapid change around them in a species whose lifespan is a single human year.
"We could be gods here," says a man with a firestorm trapped in his bones and has become a dragon. Not a Dragon because he searches the stars for a mech he once called brother. "Are we not gods already?" The not-man made of shadows and feathers replies. He still dreams of a far-distant metal planet and realizes that it whispered to him back then. "Does it matter," laughs a woman encased in armor that's more like a second skin, tendrils sweeping upon the floor like the gentle motion of a calm tide upon the beach. Pink for her lost girlhood and passion, a warning and a sign from her many great-grandmother. Green as the metal she once called her kin.
When humans are pulled Elsewhere. Three things usually happen: they break there, they struggle or thrive, or they break at home.
"How many times have we done this?" A boy that's not really a boy, who shall become a dragon in so many lifetimes, asks his companions. (Raf keeps his sister's warning close to his heart as she once died in a foreign, strange desert and was resurrected in her own pyre to devour the city that enslaved her and so many countless others. Pilar has become a Dragon and that legacy between mortal and divine shall be her epitaph in a battlefield far sooner than later.)
Ratchet returns. Some things change, while some remain the same.
Jack tastes the grief and repressed anger upon the medic and leaves him be. Raf remembers Ratchet parked in the garbage and keeps the old medic busy between lessons and searches. Miko digs into the festering tangle of emotions, lapping into those wounds as she uses the Apex Armor on the training mats to absorb those fighting skills and grills for information about Cybertron and the rest of Team Prime.
She cares, she really does, but the boys' avoidance of Ratchet's issues won't help anyone, especially if (or when) the medic leaves the planet with no way to contact again.
Ratchet went Elsewhere twice. The first time was a rough pill to swallow as Team Prime never realized its existence. He wondered where the trio had scavenged a considerable amount of Energon crystals and the resources to guard the new base with all the newly acquired. He stiffly apologized to them because he had thrown hurtful words over their travels, calling them "superstitious" and "better than that" and "this is why you never applied yourselves" was the least of the insults. The second time, he realized just how much and fast humans age as he counted each tick on his chronometer as they ventured across new continents and strange seas. Those years and crippling injuries and strange bodies melt away from the trio as they return back to their native Earth and their baseline human form.
June visits them. Ratchet never thought to ask how she found them in Nevada when Agent Fowler would have never told a civilian about them. No one questioned how she managed to bypass all the security with her car.
He tallies all the strange, eerie signs as she leaves hints to solve their challenges, how she seems to appear when food is low and they're too busy to bring anything more substantial than a simple run to the nearest fast food joint or a quick foraging session, how all the security in the world, both Cybertron's and Earth's, cannot track her.
"I am what I need or want to be." The one called June Darby demurely answers.
The only family member of Raf's that Ratchet will officially meet is Pilar whose bones are filled to the brim with rituals, survival tips with monsters, gods, and hostile environments, and formal protocols in so many kingdoms, both dead and alive. She grieves as well. She had given up the Dragon to return home but her memories are bursting full of laughter and people and color when the crumbling ruins the new Team explores are long empty of an extinct people or a fallen kingdom.
"Sometimes I think I carved out parts of my heart and left it there. All I have left are the memories as I'm the only one that remembers the campfire songs and the lessons of all those who helped me."
Ratchet will never meet the Nakadai family face-to-face, but he gets a hint of what they are with all the messages and packages they send their only child. Izumi sends pointers on how to prepare certain sea creatures and how to differentiate the signs of an underwater portal in treacherous waters. Her husband will leave cryptid messages and strange, gold pieces. Sometimes he sends coordinates for Miko to dig up a weapons cache or an informant to cultivate.
Of course, things change when the not-quite-human trio spirit back a Primal Artifact of Quintus Prime...
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Bayverse squandered their "Earth is Unicron" subplot and so many characters.
It would have been so perfect to delve into the really freaky and disturbing lore that humans created across the world...
And found out it was real.
Not just King Arthur and Merlin, but the faint remains of Atlantis, the echoes of mad laughter from a revelry in ancient forests, the fox messengers of Inari traveling everywhere, strange and terrible shapes twisting beneath the ocean waves or off the coast of the Diego Garcia base, ghost towns filled with decrepit homes and buildings with the odd sense between hope and despair as they wait, national statues or ancient sculptures that are actually once living people and beings but transformed into marble and rock and sleeping until they feel the brush of the Matrix or the Allspark, wide and empty stretches of road with no one else and GPS glitches along with time (minutes that go on forever, every so slowly, painfully) as they pass the same canyon formation or homemade sign over and over and over-
I live and love the Other aus too much to give them up, so-
Give me a Mikaela Banes who has become a Dragon herself with the blessings by a Primordial (the Great Shadow, Carnage Incarnate, Unmaker's Mirror) that devoured worlds and remade them as she's the one that offered herself as tribute upon their altar.
Give me a Sam Witwicky who has seen the universe in all of its terrible and wicked glory, beastly and divine in the transcendent music that the Allspark weaves in its own song in the grand orchestra -he has seen, he has heard, and he cannot help but remember snippets beneath the breeze that rustles the trees and the soft patter of rain upon his bedroom window and haunts all his dreams and every waking moment because, despite his vocal adamance, he can never return to normalcy.
Give me Judy Taylor that tries to outrun the monsters in her family's shadows and the ghosts that howl for vengeance and protection in her childhood home by eloping with a Ron Witwicky with a similar madness in his own bloodline.
Give me a William Lennox whose luck is too uncanny, too fortuitous, especially in hindsight, as he feels the very signs his own grandmother would foretell as she hangs trinkets in the branches and leaves sweets on the porch.
("Long ago, Man made peace with Magic.")
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Nurse finally gets their deepest wish of rough sex
Not quite.
Even under a drug-induced rut, Tarn's on that hyperfocused high that all he wants is his Conjunx on him after catching you. Because his coding and systems are a mess from multiple body modifications and overhauls compounded by long-term social isolation by Seekerkin standards, his touch starvation trumps his horniness.
I'm not kidding that the Nurse was like a cat in heat, so you're angrily riding your confused tank spouse into oblivion.
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I like the idea that the universe conspires to keep Tarn and Camien nurse together.
They're legally married in multiple systems, including by Decepticon law via Kaon's submission of Witnessed Acts and a traitor's real credentials at a theme resort's chapel on a foreign planet.
No one knows who approved the Acts of Witnesses to Conjunx Ritus, but it's official and in the system. (And Rumble and Frenzy, for once, keep their mouths shut because it's the gift that keeps on giving with free entertainment and raking in bets.) And it turns out that the resort is actually a traveling one with space capabilities, so it moved elsewhere. Unfortunately, it's a popular brand with multiple ships, and they need to find the specific one they got hitched at to get the paperwork fixed on that end...
Not to mention, the six kids with Seekerkin-coding along with over half of them with flight-frames, so Nurse is staying with Tarn until the newsparks are at least mechlings (teenagers).
And because Cybertron and the Lost Colonies have different populations and cultural/societal shifts, then there have to be more clashes and misunderstandings, especially since Cybertron lost its femme population for weird, unexplained reasons. So-
Imagine that there's a really popular drink on Cybertron, but the plants went extinct along with vital metals depleted from overharvest...
However, there are small caches of growth dotted across the universe. And because the modern descendants of Cybertron had yet to learn moderation and sustainability, the mechs immediately use it all up as a morale boost.
The Peaceful Tyranny is refueling at a random Decepticon waystation where the random scouts found a stash, so it's a wide party to soak in great booze and vibes. The nurse took one whiff of the room and immediately backed out. Nurse moved so fast that the waystation mechs speculate a teleportation quirk in that one.
Meanwhile, you're trying to bully Tarn away from it because you that concoction. It's a very familiar one. A particular one that's very popular for the once in the century Crucible Festival in the section that's really trying to match the hotspot ignition.
And because you and Tarn are having two very different conversations, you tug him down and demand if he wants more bitties in the ship.
The light bulb flickers in the damp closet, humidity encroaching its way deep into the station, despite the machinery. You're uncomfortably close to Tarn as you hook your servos into his collar fare to bring him face to face because there's already six-
"I don't mind?" His answer sounds questioning, but he's absolutely sincere. He's doesn't mind more newsparks.
You should be mad, but you're not, and that's rattling.
It's humid, and he pours more heat into the cramped room by the grace of his alt-mode. Behind the red lens of the mask, you can see that wide-opticked confusion, and you don't know if you want to punch his face for not getting it or slide-
You snip that thought and tell him, "I'm not going to be responsible for what happens then."
You're buzzing in your seat, pressed against Tarn's side as you're hissing at other mechs, particularly the winged ones, that try to get close to your space.
It happens late in the night when everyone is intoxicated by the booze and the revel of electrified emotions and muddled fields, laughter and jeers become white noise as-
Tarn's brain module processes with a slight delay that you ripped into his throat with your teeth as you speed out of the mess and right outside into wetlands.
Of course, Tarn slaps on a patch without a second thought as he zooms after you. Tanks may not have the speed or maneuverability, but Tarn had the endurance of a pursuit predator and the firepower to blow away any other competition.
The universe had answered Tarn's melancholy over the first trio moving into their own shared hab, and now there's a third clutch on the way from an induced reproductive heat from Energon laced with powerful aphrodisiacs to kick the related systems in the teeth.
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Listen bay!Bumblebee is a weird bot okay? he likes the one human who doesn't want to be here, he's not "too nice" about Sam he finds it fascinating such a contradicting human, says it hates all the fighting, talks back to prime like that's literally not a walking war machine, and still has been there for Bumblebee. Maybe he couldn't help the bleeding like Ratchet or Mikaela, maybe he couldn't fight Megatron brother to brother like only Optimus prime could. but that little human that choose Bee, he choose to try. And its so illogical. Bumblebee just wants to keep twisting and turning Sam to see all the angles to him. And nobody else seems to see how interesting that is so nobody understands Bee and Sam
(´;Д;`) like I promise Sam does have good qualities their just highly restricted behind anxiety, trust problems and probably other stuff but guy is ride or die! He just doesn’t want to die!!! AGAIN!!
I can’t just simplify the way I layer Sams character other than metaphors _| ̄|○
Like he’s a grumpy cat that sometimes lets bee pat him but he’s also staying up at night because he doesn’t want anything to happen while bees sleeping
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Happy annual Earth day to our eldritch monstrosity of a planet (affectionate)
Ahh Earth our eldritch parent that we love and fear, especially as she shakes the foundations and spreads more crabs.
Unicron is a (begrudgingly) proud brother/parent.
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It took me too long to realize that not all the world is my enemy
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