You Can't Take The Sky From Me

A roving robot's letters home.

[bigredjet-blog]

(( Sorry for the unexpected vanishing act, folks. Had some bad weather and resulting crappy internet. I am semi-back now, provided the white stuff stays up on the mountains where it belongs. ))

[bigredjet-blog]

Tagged by: rubelliterocket

Tag 5 of your friends and make them fill in this form! For the mun only!

Name: Dan

Birthday: October 31st

Gender: Hell if I know.

Sexuality: Panromantic asexual.

Height: 5’7”

Blogs: bigredjet (TF OC), owlwithakeyboard (personal)

FC: Karnam Malleswari or Roman Reigns, depending on the situation.

Mun FC: Owls!

  Tagging: No one, 'cos everyone I know has already done this!

[lxckwolf-archive]

Masterlist of Memes

Symbols

☹ My muse is visiting your muse on their death bed

♫ A drabble about our muses inspired by the next song that comes on shuffle

☻ A drabble of our muses on their wedding day

☺ my muse trying to piss yours off

ت our muses running into each other after not seeing each other for several years

ヅ for a situation that got both our muses arrested

シ my muse walks in on your naked

Ü your muse walks in on my muse naked

ϡ a goodbye letter from my muse to yours

♥ you muse suprises my muse with a kiss

۵ my muse kisses yours to shut them up

ღ a forehead kiss from my muse

웃 my muse torturing yours for information

유 my muse trying to seduce information from your muse

♈ a holiday drabble featuring our muses

♉ our muses are together when they get ambushed

≑ my muse wakes up in your muse’s body

?  my muse will ask your muse a question they always wanted to ask

+ my muse has died and your muse is included in their will

◈ my muse’s reaction to finding your muse beaten and bruised 

♊ my muse will do something stupid to impress your muse

✃ your muse visiting mine in the psych ward

♋ my muse visiting yours in the psych ward

❅ my muse rescues yours

✪ my muse seeing the ghost of your muse

● my muse’s turn offs

○ my muse’s turn ons

△ our muse’s get in a playful wrestling match

⍢ my muse gives yours a hickey

✧ our muses having dinner together

☎ my muse drunk dials your muse

✈ our muses on a flight together

☼ my muse giving yours a massage

♡ my muse flirts with your mue

☣ your muse visiting my muse in prison

♌ your muse visiting mine in prison

X my muse doesn’t remember anything from the night before. They have blood on their hands, and your muse is beaten at their feet.

☁ our muses are trapped in a fire together

〰 our muses are at the beach together

❢ my muse has lost their memory, and at the sight of your muse starts to remember things

✑ my muses daily routine

❂ a new years eve memory from my muse

✬ our muses share a new years eve kiss

✆ your muses name, ringtone, and icon in the muse’s phone

◙ a christmas gift from my muse

♍ a sexual story from my muse

₩ our muses are caught in a thunder storm together

❊  a regret my muse has about your muse

♎ your muse tracing one of my muse’s scars

♏ my muse tracing a scar of your muse’s

♐ my muse hearing your muse scream

♑ our muses go out for coffee together

♒ my muse visit’s your muse’s grave

♓ my muse injures your muse

✄ your muse injures my muse

☩ a dream my muse has about your muse

☨ my muse searching for your muse

☦ my muse trying to cheer up your muse

✞ my muse taking care of a your muse while their sick

✛ my muse trying to calm your muse down

✜ my muse trying to get your muse to recover from amnesia

✝ a confession from my muse to yours

✙ our muses shopping together

✠ our muses watching the stars together

« a past memory with our muses

» a daydream my muse has about yours

✐ a mistletoe kiss

✎ our muses going to a costume ball together

✏ our muses are evil and out reaking havoc together

♔ a kiss on the cheek

♕ a kiss on the palms

♖ a kiss on the back of the hand

♗ a kiss on the nose

♘ a kiss on the eyelids

♙ a kiss on a bruise

Sentence Memes

"You belong to me"

"I found you"

"I’m in jail"

"You make me so hot"

"I have to leave"

"Please don’t leave"

"And what about our parents?"

"Who did this to you?"

"You shouldn’t have done that"

"What happened last night"

"We never tell anyone about this"

"So, you want to play games?"

"Does that require pants?"

"Lets just have a lazy day"

"Then go kill the bitch"

"I’m pregnant"

"You broke me"

"Don’t touch me"

"You can’t fix this"

"There’s nowhere we can hide"

"I’m not listening"

"Who do you think you are?"

"I don’t need you here."

"Did I fall asleep?"

"A little evil goes a long, long way."

"I will not die."

"I don’t care."

"I have no regrets."

"I feel numb."

"All monsters are human."

"You look beautiful, but you don’t look fine."

"You look beautiful, but you don’t look fine."”

"How many time have I told you to be more careful?"

"Let’s get you to bed."

"I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!"

"Are you crazy?”

"Do you trust me?"

"How did you escape?"

"Is that blood behind your ear?"

"Take. This. Off. "

"What’s in it for me?"

"What’s in it for you?"

xtylerlockwood

[thatonetrickpony]

Here ya go Owl!

[bigredjet-blog]

(( For all you folks wondering what the big red jet actually looks like, here you go! Courtesy of the fantastic Dogi!))

[guardiia]

bigredjet

[guardiia]

     ”Legion, ya’ should play vidya games with me.”

[bigredjet-blog]

See Legion. See Legion grin like the quadruple-XL goof she actually is.

"Why? Y'hankerin' t'get trounced 'gain? 'Cos 'm pretty sure we could make tha' happen, Hal."

[neworleansdarling-archive-blog]

bigredjet

"I don’t know why you’re looking at me like that."

[bigredjet-blog]

"...b'cos yer really fokkin' small an' 'm kinda afraid tha' if'n I look 'way from y'too long Imma step on y'."

[manwiththesilvertongue-blog]

In a universe where everyone is born with numbers on their wrists counting down to when they'll meet their soulmate, send me 00:00:00 for my muses reaction to their numbers hitting zero when they meet yours.

[bigredjet-blog]

☆☤ and ❣

☆ : Would they ever wish upon a falling star? If so, what would they wish?

She'd be more than happy to wish upon a star, but she's got no clue what she'd wish for. By and large Legion's pretty content with her lot in life.

☤ : Is there anything about their health they are continuously on edge about? Something they disregard?

Hoo boy. I haven't gotten much into this yet 'cos it's yet to be relevant, but Legion isn't nearly as healthy as she'd like to believe she is. Since she was sparked on a colony that'd been isolated from Cybertron for eons, her coding's almost completely nonstandard. It hasn't been professionally upgraded or repaired since before the war started. Needless to say, it's something of a rat's nest. As such Legion lives in perpetual fear of glitching out mid-fight.

❣: Describe a way that will earn affection (whether platonic or romantic) from them.

Be open with her. Ask her opinion on things. Listen to her answers. Challenge them, if you think you legitimately know better, but be respectful about it. Laugh with her. Cry with her. Generally treat her like a person, rather than a weapon, and you'll have a friend for life in no time.

[bigredjet-blog]

☠ ☎ ✗

☠ : Are there any recent/daily thoughts they have about death or dying?

The threat of death has been a constant in Legion's life since she joined the CDF. She spends every moment of every day aware that it could be her last. That being said, she rarely dwells on her own mortality. Better to get out there and live life while she can.

☎ : List three or more people they would call out for during an emergency.

This depends largely on context. Generally speaking, though, she'd shout for her commanding officer, for any particularly vulnerable or fragile unitmates, and for Jay.

✗ :Explain how they portray feelings of hostility or dislike.

As loud and clear as she expresses the rest of her emotions. If Legion's got a problem with you, she'll tell you so. More importantly, she'll tell you precisely what you did to earn her ire. If she's in a position where she can't verbally get her point across, her body language communicates her dislike pretty well. Then again, flared wings and ruffled-up plating are pretty hard to miss. Same goes for the bristling-with-unamusement EM field.

[bigredjet-blog]

۞

۞ - Are there any inner demons they can never seem to get rid of? What are they?

There’s a saying in AA, ‘just because you aren’t drinking doesn’t mean you’re no longer an alcoholic’. The same is true for Legion and her addiction issues. Sure, she’s been clean for millions of years, but the underlying addictive personality that caused her downward spiral hasn’t magically vanished. She’s simply found marginally more healthy ways to channel her internalized helplessness. Under the right circumstances she could very easily relapse, and she’s painfully aware of it. In fact, the thought haunts her. It’s the main reason she avoids the hell out of bars, clubs and other dens of iniquity. No reason to tempt fate, right?

[bigredjet-blog]

✏ :What are their creative outlets?✉ :Do they tend to rely on words or actions more?

✏ :What are their creative outlets?

Though she'd never admit it, Legion really enjoys singing. She's no great shakes at it, but it's enough to get her through long shifts on monitors. She's also got some talent for etching. A good third of the protomass etchings scattered across her frame are her own design. Some are even her own work.

✉ :Do they tend to rely on words or actions more?

Actions. Legion's an inherently and intensely physical creature, especially when she's riding some particularly fierce wave of emotion. That being said, her EM field is every bit as expressive as her actions. If you want to know how she feels about you, look there first.

[memeideas]

Send me headcanons about my muse.

[rynvasnormandy-deactivated20150]

please don't be intimidated by me, I'm a fucking dork

[cool-and-collective]

+bigredjet

    Jazz blinked behind his visor; once, twice. He didn’t have a clue who or what this signal was but he figured that he didn’t have anything to lose, so opened a link and sent a curious ping. Nothing amazing or bright and colorful, just enough to perhaps grab attention.

[bigredjet-blog]

Forget 'grabbing attention'. Legion very nearly toppled from her chair in Outpost Omega's command center the moment that ping came through. She'd sent her message out on a whim, quite certain she'd never get a response.

Pit, if she'd known someone would pick that message up she'd've recorded something a little more professional-sounding!

"So there is somebot out 'ere. Autobot Legion speakin', transmittin' from Outpost Omega on Earth. Mind me askin' who this is?"

[bigredjet-blog]

Shag me, kink me~

Just did kink me this time. Shag me will come another time!

“Try it again.”

“...Yer kiddin’ me, righ’?”

“Ha. You wish. Seriously, do it again.”

“Wait, do I jes’... righ’ over left, like this?”

“Yeah, perfect. ... Little tighter.”

“Y’sure? I mean, it looks kinda-”

“Lege, darlin’, just do it.”

The big red jet sighs, rubs a spot between her optics, and does as bidden. A few more loops of slender cord twine around Halocene’s wrists, snugged firmly up against sensitive protomass. Legion sets her glossa between her dentae and pulls-

Only to yelp aloud as the cords stretch, strain and snap under pressure. Half of them slough off like a snake’s shed skin. The rest... well, the rest snag on the inner workings of Legion’s finger assembly as the big femme topples over backwards. She lands with an almighty THUD, knotted-up hands trapped under her bulk.

There’s dead silence for a long, frozen moment, then Halocene and Legion alike burst out laughing.

Sometimes you have processor-melting overloads. Sometimes you don’t. In the end both are pretty damn good.

[bigredjet-blog]

Grope Me

"With all due respect, sirs, you're suggesting we set up a base on unstable ground. The water table here is within three feet of the surface. We'd be laying supports on top of, in essence, mud with delusions of grandeur. With the increase in Cybertronian foot traffic we'd..."

Rocket's ranting again. Somebot in the command cadre must've really fragged up their expansion proposal. Seriously, the last time Rockers went off this hard she was chewing Prowl a new afthole for 'confiscating' her last rock collection. She'd been nigh-unapproachable for a week, and in a pisser of a mood for damn near a month.

All of which means Legion's gotta do something before Rocket works herself up into another snit.

"...and as for Wheeljack's suggestion, it's from Wheel- ack!'

The metallic femme jumps a good foot in the air. It's pretty good, as far as escape attempts go, but it doesn't so much as budge Legion's hand. Those big red fingers remain firmly fastened around Rocket's slender aft. In fact, another hand's worth join the first, leaving Rocket to stare slack-jawed at her benignly-smiling friend.

"Don' mind me," Legion grins, jerking her head towards the vidscreen Rocket had been addressing a moment before. Three faces occupy it, one amused, one resigned, the other one twitch away from exploding.

Eh. that's the command cadre for you. No one ever said the lives of Optimus Prime, Jazz or Prowl were easy.

Faceplates all but glowing, Rocket reluctantly turns her attention back towards the screen. Jazz's lips twitch in what Legion's tempted to call an aborted smile. The Prime just... sighs, unamused anew by Legion's shenanigans.

Prowl, on the other hand, gives one last indignant quiver before breaking entirely.

"We will continue this discussion at a later date," He informs his erstwhile underlings, and cuts the feed before his righteous unamusement gets the better of him.

Five seconds later Legion disappears under a wave of pouncing Mustang. Even she can't quite say whether Rocket's trying to punish her misbehavior or reward it.

[bigredjet-blog]

Tease Me. with Skyfire. >3

::C'mon, mech, yer faster'n tha'!::

The shuttleformer soaring just beneath her swerves hard to one side, engines grumbling the curses he's too polite to actually vocalize. Skyfire's as much a deep Seeker as Legion is, but that's where the similarities end. She's a military-build, all heavy armor and bristling weaponry. He... isn't. In fact, Legion's pretty fragging sure the Abominable Icebot wouldn't fire on someone if his life depended on it. More damning still, she isn't sure he could. Sure, there's titanic strength beneath that thermo-plated armor, but it's... restrained, somehow, hemmed in by a conscience so clean it damn near squeaks.

A few million years ago his improbably innocence would've warmed Legion's spark. Now it makes her mentally shake her head. Purity doesn't- can't- last long in the crucible of war.

Maybe that's why Starscream went to such absurd lengths to hide him away.

The mere notion makes Legion snort. 'Starscream' and 'has a point' should never be in the same sentence. Pit, them just sharing a paragraph violates some kind of unspoken law.

The B2 bomber dips a wing, casually angling sideways 'til metal drags on metal. Skyfire yaws away from the touch, EM field sparking with an equal mix of surprise and mild offense. He's not used to touch, least of all ones as unprofessional as that was. Legion knows that, of course, but the sight still makes her bark rude laughter. She rolls clear over, the underside of her fuselage pressed warm and inviting against Skyfire's belly, and-

-and her would-be victim all but leaps away from her embrace, field flushed with rippling embarrassment.

::Must you do that?:: Try as he might, Skyfire can't quite hide the waver in his warm bass voice.

::'Course I do,:: Legion chirps, and the mischief in her tone cranks the frantic hum of Skyfire's engines up a notch. ::Y'really think Screamer's not gonna try tha' sometime?::

::He wouldn't dare,:: The other splutters, all but stalling out in midair. Legion swerves again, swinging hard and fast for the shuttle's wing.

::Y'sure 'bout tha', handsome?::

The sharp buzz of interstellar engines drowns out Skyfire's reply. The poor shuttle accelerates at a rate that'd make his medics cringe, all too eager to get away from his pursuer and her uncomfortable questions.

::Now tha's more like it!:: She crows, and roars off in hot pursuit.

Delighting in the chase may not be professional, but it sure as slag is fun.