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just a little thing ;u;
just a little thing ;u;
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“dunno, but it needs to stop happening before I get REALLY unpleasant,” she responded. upon hearing his yawn, she gave her own yawn out of sympathy, though she muffled it with a hand.
“sparks do a weird thing though. they tend to lull me to sleep after a few minutes. that’s what i’m hoping fore here. and, of course, it’s always nice to have your company.”
➳ “They do have some sort of humming don’t they, up close.” he murmured. “Or something of an effect – I’m not a medic or somebot who knows to much about sparks so.” he murmured, shrugging his shoulders only slightly to not bother her.
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a lazy hum was all the cat got in response. already his spark was doing its work, draining her wakefulness from her like she’d hoped it would. verity pressed another soft kiss to his armor, her form relaxing, molding into his, and, within the next few moments, her breathing slowed as she drifted off to sleep.
“dunno, but it needs to stop happening before I get REALLY unpleasant,” she responded. upon hearing his yawn, she gave her own yawn out of sympathy, though she muffled it with a hand.
“sparks do a weird thing though. they tend to lull me to sleep after a few minutes. that’s what i’m hoping fore here. and, of course, it’s always nice to have your company.”
➳ “They do have some sort of humming don’t they, up close.” he murmured. “Or something of an effect -- I’m not a medic or somebot who knows to much about sparks so.” he murmured, shrugging his shoulders only slightly to not bother her.
a tired smile graced her lips. after his nuzzle, she turned to place a gentle kiss on his muzzle, then huddled up to his neck and closed her eyes.
“you spoil me. maybe i’ll actually be able to get some sleep.”
➳ “Only spoil the best.” he murmured, yawing once more tiredly, closing his optics somewhat, wrinkling his nose. “You haven’t slept good in a few, what’s with that, Vi?”
the stowaway hummed, eyes half-open, and shifted a bit so she could better wrap her arms around the cat’s neck.
“yeah. you’re pretty comfy.”
➳ “Good, don’t want you to not be comfortable.” he murmured, shifting a tad to curl around her, large paws moving to become a loaf somewhat, nosing her cheek.
Anonymous asked:
Are you a pretty kitty or just the best kind of kitty?
➳ “Best kind of ‘kitty’” he rumbled, stretching and baring his claws more.
OOC --;;
Can people send my cat some asks please?
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i scare people lots because i walk very softly and they don’t hear me enter rooms so when they turn around i’m just kind of there and their fear fuels me
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➳The sound of the hit was the first thing to catch him, the noise of the blast so close rung in his ears, optics flaring once the body that had been on his back was no longer there. He skidded to a halt, olfactory sensors smelling the blood as he tensed up, watching the decapitated body of the one he cared so much about -- the one he promised to protect crumple once more to the floor
Sounds once more flooded his ears as his claws dug into the floor, optics wide in shock before jolting when a shoot barely missed him, snapping him out of the state he was in. He had no time to mourn, he knew such things. He couldn’t mourn right now, he had to get off the ship.
Scowling, ears pinned back as his hackles rose, bolting forward, aiming to take the mech who destroyed his world with a single shot -- he onlined his attention deflectors, using the small disappearance to his advantage. He leaped onto the mech’s back an begun tearing into the mech’s neck and pulled, ripping vital cabling which splattered energon all over his face -- hardly caring since he was done playing games.
Dropping to the ground he spat out wiring, turning his attention to the other remaining mech in the hallway. Orbs of crimson glowing hatefully with ears pinned he made his charge, yowling at the other as he pounced -- only to be cut shot by the canon fire that tore through his chest.
The cyber cat crashed in a heap to the floor, in agony as his HUD threw alarm after alarm at him as he begun bleeding out, vision going in and out while his spark began to bleed light and start to extinguish due to the damage. He couldn’t help the pained keen that left his vocaliser, optics wildly trying to find something as the remaining mech walked forward, reloading the weapon.
The cyber cat found the remains of his human mate, crimson orbs fading of their light as he shed a pained smile.
He did his best to protect her but in the end they both paid the price. The light faded in his optics as he went limp, spark going out before the mech even got his shot in. He did good.
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Send “💤” for my muse to fall asleep while resting against yours.
【☆】⎡this wasn’t an uncommon scenario–––verity sitting comfortably with ravage’s dark form curled around her, both relaxed and content both with silence and idle conversation.
right now, though, they enjoyed the silence. verity had a datapad in her hands that she was reading, unaware of the drowsiness that was slowly sneaking up on her. unbeknownst to her, her eyelids were starting to droop, and the words were all starting to blur before her. gradually her head rolled back against ravage’s side, her hands falling limp in her lap, and her breathing slowed.
apparently it was nap time.⎦
【☆】⎡she nodded shakily and watched the cat’s sides rise and fall. she tried to mimic him, and eventually managed to slow her breathing to match his. once again she managed to calm down a little. just focus on him. focus on breathing. everything is fine.
❝i’m–––i’m good. i’m better. i’m good.❞ one hand remained fixed on her stomach, but the other reached to touch ravage’s metal hide. ❝you … you’re good at this …. good at calming me down.❞⎦
➳ “You sure?” he questioned, watching her carefully and cautiously as he nuzzled her with a small purr, making triple sure that she was relatively okay and that her panic attack had passed.
“Well, at least I’m useful for something after the war,” he joked before licking her arm again in a comforting fashion. “But you’re welcome, I think.”
HEADCANON
If Ravage has taken a shine to you -- which mainly means he tolerates you or trusts you enough to not wander off when you enter his space -- or lets you touch or stroke him. Then he’ll protect you.
I’ll pretty much make it his mission to keep you safe and alright -- even if he kind of disappears from time to time -- as seen with roleplays with usefulstowaway.
He will be aggressive and violent towards anyone that may harm the people he watches/cares about. The few that are ones he protects consist of; Family (Soundwave and Co.), Verity and Megatron to an extent.
【☆】⎡despite all the work she’d put into relaxing, as soon as she felt that little kick against her stomach, verity’s form went rigid once more. enter the reason for her panic attacks. apparently it was too much to hope that ravage hadn’t felt that kick. she remained stiff, eyes wide, as he pressed his nose to her barely-swollen stomach, and flinched in unison with him when the baby kicked again. immediately her arms folded protectively over her abdomen.
❝i–––you––––❞ she stumbled over her words, unable to immediately produce a coherent sentence. ❝you j––you just… found out why i’m––––❞ panicking.⎦
➳ Wincing his ears flattened back when she flinched, tail arching up an doff the ground as he could feel the panic radiating off her and that made him uncomfortable. A low whine left him as the cybercat licked her arm, shifting awkwardly as he nuzzled her, crimson optics looking up at her.
“Don’t talk -- just focus on your breaths. Look, just watch me, watch my side and breath in time with my venting. We can handle this together, correct?” he murmured, trying to be soothing as possible when he felt like running away from the now crawling anxiety that was pinging his spark. It didn’t matter about him right now -- all that mattered was keeping V safe.
Hallucination Starters!
“Hey, snap out of it! There’s nobody here!” “Don’t be ridiculous, that kind of stuff only exists in bad horror movies.” ”Help me! Someone’s been following me for over twenty minutes now, I can’t shake him/her!” “You must’ve heard that… It was loud a-and it seems to be coming our way!” “I didn’t just imagine it! It was there, I swear!” “No, no, no, you can’t be real! You died!” “You’re seeing things again…” “I’m not making it up this time! There was someone there, I’m sure of it!” “Are you high? What the hell are you on about?” “You’re hallucinating! You need to try to calm down!” “I think you’re seeing things that aren’t there.” “How can I be sure that you’re real?” “That’s it, I’m calling a doctor, you’re freaking me out.” “You’ve got a high fever… You’re going delirious. Let me help you, please!” “So, what you’re telling me is that there’s some kind of ghost murderer following us that I can’t see?” “There’s medication for this sort of stuff, you know? Maybe you should take it.” “I think you might be having a flash back, you’re screaming at a door. Look at me! Ssh, calm down.” “There’s nothing there.” “There’s something there, I swear! You need to believe me or we’re both going to get hurt!” “He’s there… he’s there… I saw him, oh god, oh my god!” “It’s not invisible, it doesn’t exist. That’s a different thing.” “What are you seeing?” “Close your eyes, what you’re seeing is not real, you have to listen to my voice, alright?” “Did you take something? You’re not making sense!” “You have to focus on me, there’s no one else here.” “Who are you talking to?”
【☆】⎡the gentle lapping of his tongue on her arm provided some comfort. verity tried to focus on him instead of her panic, and forced herself to breathe, as he’d suggested. her chest rose and fell in slow intervals of four with her deep breaths. it took a few rounds until she could muster up the ability to speak.
❝th–thanks… ravage…❞ she croaked. she couldn’t help but nuzzle her face in into his neck cables, cheeks wet with panicked tears.⎦
➳He stayed silent, just wanting her to breathe at the moment, eventually he ‘breathed’ with her to help her get a steady rhythm, side rising and falling along with her breathing. He lapped her arm, ears flicking as he kept an optic on her, hoping nothing more would come out of this, tail swishing against the floor. He nodded at her thanks, wrinkling his nose as he closed his optics.
“You don’t need to thank me, I’m here when you need it -- always, Verity.” he murmured, nosing her. “...Do you .... ah, wish to talk about why you are so frightened?” he murmured, ears perking straight up by feeling something moving against his cheek. Pausing he pulled away somewhat, staring at her stomach before nosing the clothed flesh, testing as ears twitched to the side before almost jolting when he felt another kick --
Wait -- how much has he missed? Things kicking in stomachs in female fleshlings usually meant one thing.
“You're carrying?”
