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Season's Greetings, glitch. I had no idea you liked deer ass.
actually, i prefer moose aft
much tougher but well worth the trouble
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ruleroftheminicons replied to your post:Your smolder is just absolutely precious
My smolder looks better than that and you know it.
i dunno, i think the likeness is pretty striking
maybe i should scuff up my faceplate til i look like i’m ancient first
Hm.
I wouldn’t recommend that. Not every mech can age like fine high grade.
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When your car breaks down and a kind stranger helps out. In more ways than one.
wuuuut LMFAOOO!
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Name’s Tammy how ya doin
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OH MY GOD!!!!
Have two big mitts on your shoulders and an uncharacteristically serious-faced shuttle attached to them, heaving a deep vent. "I got some words for you. Some long, overdue words. If you leave me, that's your choice, not because I said it. I can't keep runnin' from commitment. I can't keep droppin' the bombs only when catastrophe strikes." A very, very long moment of silence, optics closed, then focused very directly into Megatron's. He looks lost. "I love you. I fucking-- I love you. Okay?"
Very rarely does Megatron find himself unnerved. Eons of battle, of being on the front lines, of waging war had steeled the former miner’s nerves, granting him the confidence to face nearly everything the universe had to offer. Even when he awoke in the multiverse, lost and alone, Megatron held his ground and faced the new frontier with all the courage he had.
But as courageous and experienced the old warlord was, some things could still shake him to the core. Most of the time these disturbances were brought on by the gods - the ones Megatron hadn’t come to personally know, trust, and love. Occasionally though, a fellow mortal could shatter his confidence and leave him vulnerable.
The moment he locked optics with Astrotrain and was caught under the triplechanger’s uncharacteristic gaze, Megatron found himself wanting to run. And if he hadn’t been weighted down by his mate’s hands, he would have. Something was coming, and the heavy aura of now-or-never that engulfed them gave Megatron every reason to believe it was nothing he wanted to hear - not from Astrotrain.
With the few pieces of courage he could recollect, Megatron listened intently and quietly, waiting for the ‘bomb’ to drop. The moments of silence were agonizing and he wanted to bark at Astrotrain to get on with it, to finish what he started so they could move on, but held his glossa. Yelling wouldn’t help; It would only make things worse and deter Astrotrain from whatever he was attempting to do.
When their optics locked onto each other again, Megatron's desire to run lessened in favor of wanting to care for his mate, to find the root of Astrotrain’s predicament and say everything he could think of to ease his troubles.
He instinctively brought his hand up, going to grab the side of Astrotrain’s helm and try to ground him to something when it happened - the three words he never got to hear out of a life-or-death situation. His hand stopped halfway through its journey, along with everything else. His thoughts, his worries, even his own spark felt like it stopped pulsing while his processors whirred over what Astrotrain had said.
He loved him. This was nothing really new; Megatron already knew he was loved and had accepted that this fact would be unspoken unless one of them was dying. But here they stood, in good health and in no danger, and Astrotrain said it. He said he loved him.
A smile quickly spread across his features as his optics lit up, and both of his hands shot up to grab the shuttle’s face and bring it closer to his. A firm kiss was planted on Astrotrain’s lips then broken shortly after with a laugh. All that panic, all that worrying, all over three simple words he never thought he’d hear out of a life threatening moment.
Megatron continued to laugh at himself as he peppered kisses all over Astrotrain’s face. “I know.” After plating one last kiss on his lips, Megatron loosened his hold on Astrotrain’s helm and pressed their forehelms together. “I love you.”
#choochoomotherslagger#ask#delayed because of stupid reasons holy shit#hOLY SHIT TRAIN#TRAIN BBy#I had to get every sappy love song I've got uploaded on my blogs to do this#to help me focus my energy and get in the right mindset of this moment#and lemme tell ya#the last song I pulled up was 'A Thousand Years'#and it was a little too perfect#I might have teared up okay#also you should imagine L1 just handing in the rafters or something going 'GAAAAAAAAAAAAY'
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[Even though he’s also getting wet in the process, he can’t help but grin.]
I win~
[Totally gonna steal a victory kiss.]
/will allow for the kiss, but will raspberry directly into it if left too long/
you’re an aft
i really did get a bath earlier, though
went to a resort thing and everything
But I’m your aft.
[Oh so smug grin.]
I can tell. I can’t feel the usual layer of grime that’s always stuck to your plating and your armor practically shines.
You look good.
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[There’s no shame in giving up. He’ll only gloat about this victory for a lil while.]
[It is hard, but not impossible. Megatron might go down but he can still twist his arm and his wrist around to turn the hose on himself and Astrotrain.]
/GIVING UP IS FOR LOSERS THAT ARE NOT HIM! HE IS A STUBBORN LOSER!!/
/… a stubborn wet loser tangled up on the floor with his boyfriend/
[Even though he’s also getting wet in the process, he can’t help but grin.]
I win~
[Totally gonna steal a victory kiss.]
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Next time you won’t be so lucky.
[He steps back, widens his stance, and keeps his aim steady. Like pit he’s falling for all these fake moves; all he has to do is keep his optics on the prize, and if Astrotrain moves forward then he’ll squirt him.]
/theeeeeeeen he’ll just have to go around! .. shuttles are not made for cornering very well, perhaps this was a bad idea/
/on the flip side, it’s hard to be sprayed when the sprayer is trying not to fall on their aft from a sideways collision/
[There’s no shame in giving up. He’ll only gloat about this victory for a lil while.]
[It is hard, but not impossible. Megatron might go down but he can still twist his arm and his wrist around to turn the hose on himself and Astrotrain.]
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You bit me.
[He raises the hose+sprayer again and aims it Astrotrain.]
My coordination skills are perfect, thank you very much.
i warned you, didn’t i?
/clamps armor down and snaps wings back, making himself a slightly smaller target.. in that a whale shark is slightly smaller than a whale/
/wiggle.. wiggle… CHARGE! fake left! pounce towards the right!/
Next time you won’t be so lucky.
[He steps back, widens his stance, and keeps his aim steady. Like pit he’s falling for all these fake moves; all he has to do is keep his optics on the prize, and if Astrotrain moves forward then he’ll squirt him.]
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[The moment his hand is free, he’s cradling it close to his chassis and pouting back at Astrotrain. You freaking did it, you aft. Now he’s got slobber and little pointy dents in his hand.]
[…still better than the time the Dio bit him though.]
I will do no such thing. How else am I suppose to defend myself against the savage beast stalking the base?
wh– savage beast?
you cut me to the quick, moosetress
maybe you just oughta get better at hand-optic coordination
/crouches low as if to pounce again, all pointy teeth and perked wings. might even do the buttwiggle/
You bit me.
[He raises the hose+sprayer again and aims it Astrotrain.]
My coordination skills are perfect, thank you very much.
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[Holy shit that actually worked.]
[Since Smokescreen is down, he’ll stop chasing him around with the water. He’ll even point the sprayer at the ground, far away from Smokescreen so he stays relatively safe.]
I was thinking energon goodies? How does that sound?
/He might stay still for a little while- he’s not getting sprayed right now, so staying still should be fine, right?/
..that actually sounds quite nice.
[Megatron has had his fun. Plus, he doesn’t wanna ruin his chance to get sweets, so Smokescreen’s bath is officially over.]
[Look, he’ll even turn off the sprayer and drop the hose.]
Well, I suppose you’re clean enough.
For now.
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Actually it was a grand and public ceremony. We held it in the core of Cybetron. Primus was the ordained priest and oversaw the whole thing.
[He might be trying to throw soap bars at Smokescreen, either to hit him or to trip him.]
Whoa, really? Man, sorry I missed it! You want a late bond gift?
/Oof- that hits! Combined with how he managed to make himself dizzy running in circles, he’s brought to the ground quickly enough. Rest in peace, Smokescreen./
Depends. What will be your gift?
[Holy shit that actually worked.]
[Since Smokescreen is down, he’ll stop chasing him around with the water. He’ll even point the sprayer at the ground, far away from Smokescreen so he stays relatively safe.]
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[He’s the most lively looking corpse to ever exist.]
Astrotrain.
[Slightly more aggressive nudging, working his pede up Astrotrain’s entire frame until he reaches the danger zone.]
[Astrotrain’s resemblance to a shark is uncanny; between the sudden lunge and the teeth. Megatron is too surprised by the attack to turn the hose back on him and yowls in pain when his hand is bitten.]
/barely manages to get up to moose’s wrist, whole hand in the mouth for a few seconds, before backing off. yowling is no bueno/
see, i told you
now put the hose away before you hurt yourself
… sides, i already GOT a bath – within this vorn, even
[The moment his hand is free, he’s cradling it close to his chassis and pouting back at Astrotrain. You freaking did it, you aft. Now he’s got slobber and little pointy dents in his hand.]
[...still better than the time the Dio bit him though.]
I will do no such thing. How else am I suppose to defend myself against the savage beast stalking the base?
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It was a lovely ceremony. You should have seen it.
[Megatron turns on his heels to follow Smokescreen’s movements, still spraying water the whole time.]
That’s okay! It was a private ceremony, right? Should’ve invited me!
/Primus why- he’s going to start running around Megatron, see if he can get him dizzy./
Actually it was a grand and public ceremony. We held it in the core of Cybetron. Primus was the ordained priest and oversaw the whole thing.
[He might be trying to throw soap bars at Smokescreen, either to hit him or to trip him.]
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[Threateningly angles the hose at Smokescreen again. Don’t do it, mofo.]
And I bonded with Optimus while I was away.
/He’s glaring- and still going to run around, looking to pull on the hose/
Congratulations on the bonding!
It was a lovely ceremony. You should have seen it.
[Megatron turns on his heels to follow Smokescreen’s movements, still spraying water the whole time.]
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[He is not.]
[…]
[Although he’s nearly died from stupider things before.]
Astrotrain.
[Nudges with a pede, turning the hose away.]
Get up before I use soap on you.
/lets his helm roll limply to the side at pede nudging/
/he’s super dead, dude, pay no mind to how his frame colors are intact and his spark is still going/
/if his moosetress gets any closer, will suddenly jerk up and lunge for the nearest hand in order to bite and/or eat it/
[He’s the most lively looking corpse to ever exist.]
Astrotrain.
[Slightly more aggressive nudging, working his pede up Astrotrain’s entire frame until he reaches the danger zone.]
[Astrotrain’s resemblance to a shark is uncanny; between the sudden lunge and the teeth. Megatron is too surprised by the attack to turn the hose back on him and yowls in pain when his hand is bitten.]
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I wash regularly, thank you.
[Here, have some more water sprayed on you.]
When was the last time you bathed?
/Flopping around, going to try to get back up and reach for that hose-/
I went to a spa!
/Granted, he never got a chance to go to an oil bath there, but still./
[Threateningly angles the hose at Smokescreen again. Don’t do it, mofo.]
And I bonded with Optimus while I was away.