❝ Dᴏ ᴏʀ ᴅɪᴇ. ❞ ⁽ ᵃᵖ ⁾

“ᴵ ᵗʰᶤᶰᵏ ʰᵉ ᵃᵗᵉ ᵃ ᵍᵒᵈ˒ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃʸ ʰᵉ ᶤˢ ᵇᵘʳᶰᶤᶰᵍ ʰᶤᵐˢᵉˡᶠ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᶤᶰˢᶤᵈᵉ ᵒᵘᵗ˒ ᶜᵃˡˡᶤᶰᵍ ᵃˡˡ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃᶤᶰ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵃˡˡ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵘᶠᶠᵉʳᶤᶰᵍ ᴴ ᴼ ᴸ ᵞˑ"

[matrixbearer]

"Prime, we should watch the Notebook together. And then after that, Pride and Prejudice."

♞⋅⋅⋅||; Even to move his helm caused a great flurry of motion through the sinewy cables running in and around the spinal column, but it was just a simple motion that humans took for granted. With all the casual regard of a man on his day of rest, Optimus laid all but sprawled across the castle lawn. It had been such a long time since anyone had seen him at rest. He should have been up on Cybertron, however there was an electrical storm brewing in where the two planet’s atmosphere intersected causing lightning to ignite across the metal planet’s surface and spread out among the tectonic plates. All the while on Earth it looked peace, a respite from the chaos above; this was always the juxtaposition between this world and the universe beyond.

             Idle hands did little to serve anyone but the devil—

          ❝ Watch… a notebook? ❞ Optimus asked, wondering why a bound journal would require any observation at all. He just didn’t say it aloud.

[imameme-youreameme]

Send “You’re Mine” for my muse’s reaction to yours being possessive of them.

For multi-muse blogs, specify which muse.

[matrixbearer]

♞  ┊ burton’s castle. ⎦

After Sir Edmun Burton was killed in combat, his entire estate was passed down to Vivain’s stewardship. Cade and all his strays have been taken in as residents. In honor of the diligence && sacrifice of Edmun and those before him—

The castle is now ❛ Witwiccan Castle. ❜

if you are a roleplayer and you so wish to adopt this headcanon for any of your verses, you may feel free to reblog this hc or make your own similar one.

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★ ┊ Cade may have seen the lawn of Witwiccan Castle under the moon, its fragmented form still casting light off onto the scattered tectonic plates. The wind had finally come to a settled whistle, bending the blades of glass to sway under its lulling power. In the distance the Dinobots slumbered, entrusting their sparklings in Izzy's company. But Cade was alone, that last Knight to save them all. And it was here that a large red ball rolled across the grass, past him and into the bramble.

     SOMETIMES SLEEP COMES easy && most nights they don’t for the human. Too much was set ‘pon his plate, too much to handle && yet here he was, driving himself mad with constant WORRIES out of his control. Thankfully, the night is beautiful && soothing enough for a much needed DISTRACTION if only for a trice. Cade has a blanket wrapped around his frame, eyes gazing at the slumbering Dinobots in the distance before falling to the ghostly pale patterns from the moonlight hitting grass. Maybe it’s because Yeager is depraved of rest that the sudden movement in the distance doesn’t catch his attention until crimson is rolling past him && into the bramble. ❝ What the hell? ❞  More like WHERE the hell, considering there was NO ONE in sight as far as he could see. Unsure feet soon SHUFFLE ahead && towards the bramble, where brows crease && another mutter leaves him. ❝ A freaking ball. Guess it’s better than a ball of fire hurled at my face. ❞ He can’t resist, moving forward entirely && nudging the big ball free from the bramble with a low grunt. There’s no TARGET in mind, but Cade is kicking it forward, hoping the sender of it show themselves.

[watcherandshielda-deactivated20]

Tumblr RP 2012: He grabbed a carton of milk and drank it.

Tumblr RP 2014+: Slender digits might curve delicately——&& OPAQUE biodegradable material would find a long-lost home snugly ‘neath gangly sticks of bone and sinew. A cow’s utter hath provided CREAMY substance now floating on white clouds of honeydew in said CARTON—— and as butterfly petals part to receive the rich nectar, a feather-like sigh finds it’s way into the Autumn air.

[jurassicking]

            ♚ BEASTKNIGHT.                            independent Transformers Grimlock rp blog

                   NOT SPOILER FREE ( blacklist #// tf5 spoilers )

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If Cade opens his door this night, he will find a sea of tiny blue optics blinking out of the shadows.

   EVERY NIGHT CADE comes outside to enjoy the warm summer nights && clear, starry skies that had always been his attraction since he was a little boy. Unlike those years in the past, tonight the darkness was filled with azure little diamonds blinking at him. Many would have ran back in the house && called the authorities, but not Yeager.  ❝ You coming out or what? Ain’t gonna hurt you if that’s what you’re afraid of.. ❞  With CAUTIOUS steps forward, the man is squinting into the dark to see if he can make out what is there.

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@matrixbearer || cont.

                                 I have no such phobia.

   NO SUCH PHOBIA his ass! This wasn’t the FIRST time the thought had crossed his mind about bathing the mech, but it was the first time he voiced the question. It should be fun, right? No one ever got HURT cleaning their cars && trucks before, so why now? But the inventor isn’t BLIND to the visible squint thrown his way before the reply. ❝ Wow, yeah, I TOTALLY believe you. There’s no way a bot like YOU is afraid of a simple hose-down. ❞  Cade replies sarcastically && with a roll of his eyes, he’s walking forward with the sponge in hand, TESTING the Autobot leader in the most subtle way he can. ❝ You’re filthy && you’re meeting presidents and prime ministers. You NEED to make a good IMPRESSION. ❞

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@theyoungerwitwicky || cont.

   THE NEWS HE had received managed to pique his interest with the random background story to follow. All he knew was she would be a very VALUABLE member to the team if Cade could get her from the clutches of Cemetery Wind. && he manages to do just that, albeit not without his own INJURIES sustained. This WITWICKY girl is probably the most advanced being he’s ever laid eyes on in his whole life.

   HIS ATTENTION SPANS to the girl once they’re in the safety of Bumblebee’s backseat && the question has him quickly  responding to ease any WORRIES she might have.  ❝ I’m Cade Yeager, a friend of the Autobots. I was told to come && rescue you from these bastards, so here we are. ❞

[robotsandramblings]

i keep seeing cute posts about Cade lying on Optimus’s chest but all i can imagine is Cade lying down on Optimus’s chest too close to his narnia boob and just,,, fuckign disappearing into his subspace and Optimus scrambling  (“shitshitshit”) and frantically rooting around in his boob to pull Cade out

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Are you the same Kii as skyxburst? We were friends and I just wanted to know before assume you're the same. If not then sorry!

     ( No, I’m sorry! I have quite the long history in the fandom and I’m still hoping I can find those I once wrote with years ago before I left, so I understand asking. No need to apologize, Nonnie. <33 )

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Tessa: Live dad

Cade: I'm trying to live- but death is still a form of living

[matrixbearer]

"When are you going to ever let me wash you? Unless you have a phobia of a soapy sponge and water hose."

♞⋅⋅⋅||; There was nothing of fear from Optimus about the prospect of finally ridding his joints of the debris gathered in battle. Prime could fully appreciate the meaning of cleanliness, once a fastidious citizen of his own.

              But to be cleaned by another? Optimus almost squirmed and squinted at Cade, even though the sun was to his back. The idea was exceedingly intimate and comical, much like the idea of glitchmice helping him get ready for a formal event.

             ❝ I have no such phobia. ❞

[invcntvr-blog]

Send me a face for a headcanon about my muse!

(`･ω･´) : What does your muse completely gush over?

＿|￣|○ : What situation would your muse give up in?

(｀-´)> : Who does your muse honor the most?

(´；ω；`): What brings your muse into a state of

depression?

ヽ(´ー｀)ﾉ : What calms your muse down?

ヽ(`Д´)ﾉ : What irritates your muse the most?

(＃ﾟДﾟ) : What does your muse do if they're angry?

（ ´Д｀） : Is your muse loud in bed?

（　ﾟДﾟ） : What does your muse do when surprised?

┐('～`；)┌ : When your muse can't answer something, what

do they do?

（´∀｀） : What could your muse care less about?

（　´_ゝ`） : Who or what is your muse most indifferent

about?

Σ(゜д゜;) : Is your muse easily scared?

( ﾟヮﾟ) : When is your muse happiest?

キタ━━━(゜∀゜)━━━!!!!! : What does your muse do when

very excited?

⊂二二二（　＾ω＾）二⊃ : Does your muse like to cuddle?

(　´Д｀)ﾉ(´･ω･`)　ﾅﾃﾞﾅﾃﾞ: Does your muse pat others on the

head? If not, do they get pat on their head?

(((( ；ﾟДﾟ))): What is your muse terrified of?

Σ(ﾟДﾟ): What would your muse be most shocked to obtain?

( ﾟдﾟ): What amazes your muse?

(´ー`)y-~~ : Does your muse do any drugs? Smoke?

（ ^_^）o自自o（^_^ ） : How often does your muse drink?

ヽ(´ー`)人(´∇｀)人(`Д´)ノ: How friendly is your muse around new people?

('A`) : What does your muse do when they're alone?

（´-`）.｡oO( ... ) : What does your muse think about a lot?

(ﾟДﾟ;≡;ﾟДﾟ): Is your muse impatient?

( ´д)ﾋｿ(´Д｀)ﾋｿ(Д｀ ): Does your muse enjoy gossiping?

（･∀･)つ⑩ : Does your muse enjoy saving or spending money? Or are they indifferent?

(ﾟдﾟ): When your muse didn't expect something, what do they do?

(ﾟ⊿ﾟ) : Is your muse in denial a lot?

（・∀・） : Does your muse like to tease people?

（・Ａ・） : What does your muse consider to be bad?

(ﾟ∀ﾟ) : If your muse was a drug, what kind would they be?

（ つ Д ｀） : When your muse is sad, what do they do?

♪┏(・o･)┛♪ : Can your muse dance well?

d(*⌒▽⌒*)b : What makes your muse the happiest they could ever be?

(╬ ಠ益ಠ): What infuriates your muse to the point they may kill whatever it is?

(≧ロ≦): Is your muse a screamer in bed?

(ΘεΘ;): How much of a tsundere is your muse?

（‐＾▽＾‐）: What does your muse's laugh sound like?

┌(；`～,)┐ : What discombobulates your muse?

ε=ε=ε=┌(;*´Д`)ﾉ : How does your muse run?

ヽ(´▽`)/ : What does your muse look like when happy?

ヽ(ｏ`皿′ｏ)ﾉ : Is your muse violent when angry?

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                     I’m holding on, why is everything so HEAVY? 

  ( Holding on… )

   It’s so much more than I can CARRY. I keep dragging around what’s bringing me DOWN, if I just LET GO I’d be set FREE.

   ( HOLDING ON. )

Why is EVERYTHING so heavy?

              ( I know I’m not the center of the universe, but you keep spinning ‘round me just the same.

And I drive myself CRAZY thinking EVERYTHING’S about me. )

                                Yeah I drive myself CRAZY ‘cause I can’t escape the GRAVITY.

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sxnnydisposition :

     “Are you still talking?”

     Sunstreaker closed the door once the human had settled, the tone used just as snobbish as his previous insults. Though the seat he had taken did warm slightly, an offer of comfort to simply quiet the guest, a tactic he’d used prior with one of the younger humans he’d been saddled with. Though the squeal of tires and speeding off had probably shattered any allusion he may have been trying to create.

     “Motel nearby. You’ll probably hate it but I’m not taking you home, so there’s no burning everything to ground. The angry blond would never let me live it down.”

    ❝ Yes, I’m STILL talking. I wasn’t aware that I couldn’t talk inside Ubers these days. ❞  CADE GRUMBLES && it eventually dies down the moment he feels the warmth of Sunstreaker’s seat. Talk about knowing how to comfort a drunk && possibly annoying human! With his neck craning back && a soft groan, the inventor only shrugs his shoulders.  ❝ Fine with me, ALTHOUGH I can’t promise that I’ll be awake when we get there. && if you toss me out, I’m sure this angry blonde will be pissed even more. ❞

[neonelven]