[its-her-july]

Here are some informations about my dear sona, July!

Name: July (Pronounced "Julie")

Age: 29 years.

Species: Human.

Pronouns: She/her.

Sexuality: Bisexual

Hobbies: play games; watch movies/series/cartoons; spending time with her family/friends.

She's shy, but she loves meeting new people and making friends with them! And she'll always do her best to be your friend, offering support and advice, laughing with you, celebrating your victories—in short, things that friends usually do!

She doesn't have a backstory. She's just a normal human woman trying to survive in a crazy world. But she does have some headcanons based on different Transformers universes. (Check the tag #july's tf headcanons)

Just like my other blogs (where I roleplay Armada Optimus and Animated Megatron), this one is also crossover friendly, multifandom, multiship, multiverse. Any character from any franchise is welcome here! (OCs and AUs are too!)

I use the character Kuchiki Rukia from the anime Bleach to portrayal her.

I don't have any specific triggers, but topics related to abandonment and depression are a bit sensitive for me. But I know it's just a fiction and not real life, so it's okay!

I may take a while to reply back, but I don't forget about you! And if that ever happens, please, feel free to let me know!

English is not my first language, so it may happen some grammar mistakes! And if I confuse you, let me know!

This sideblog will be dedicated specifically to my RPs with my character! This way, I can separate my personal stuff from my RPs, so there might be less activity here.

I'll send asks with my personal blog, but if I decide to reply back to your post, I'll post the reply on this account!

This is my sona, July! Art made by universe_bubble. (She wears red All stars sneakers, by the way. XD)

[datashrike]

That answer prompted a thoughtful wing flutter. Kindness for kindness's sake wasn't all that common, they had to admit. Being a Decepticon meant you helped yourself and the cause before others, and there was very little room at all for socialization of friendship where it mattered. Not to mention the databot was all too used to humans fearing them. Not just Decepticons, but ALL Cybertronians.

This was not their planet. They were, at best, uninvited guests, so this random little human just...being concerned over the life of someone who did not even belong here was...touching.

Confusing, but touching.

At last, a smile grace their face, another wing flutter in its place. "I can't say that's logical, but thanks! I have to admit, this was kinda my fault. Being out in the cold was a curiosity at best. I regret it."

A small huff. "Sadly though once it warms up I need to leave again. You're...not gonna say anything to anyone else, right?"

[its-her-july]

"Nah, you're fine! When it snows, I also tend to stay outside for a long time just watching the snow, and when I realize it, I'm freezing and have to run back inside and make some hot chocolate!" She admits shyly, but at least she's being honest. "But now you'll be fine!"

July realizes that Datashrike is a very different being. And humans haven't yet developed the necessary and advanced technology for a large robot to speak, move, and have their own thoughts. She suspects they came from elsewhere, and her curiosity to learn about them is immense! But she doesn't want to make them uncomfortable with her silly questions.

"Don't worry. I live alone and, as you must have noticed, the neighborhood is quite small, few people live here. I won't tell anyone, I promise! My lips are sealed!" She gives a thumbs-up with a smile.

"By the way, are you okay now? Do you need anything else?"

[fate-called]

He'd keep that in mind,...though not referring to the other by 'miss' would take a hint of getting used to, for the Prime. During war, formalities were often dismissed, but he tried his best to keep up what he could...what little was left. But to be accepted so easily,...

Was pleasant.

Optimus gave July a small nod of his helm. If she said so, then he would hold that as truth. He knew far, far too little about human illnesses- and Ash hadn't sent him over anything concerning such problems, save an update of their own wellbeing. It was- vexing. Unable to do anything, not knowing what he could do to aid,...but- he was still trying his best with what little he could guess.

⫍ No p-romises. ⫎ But they still grinned ever-so-slightly, before looking down at the medicine. All pills,...one after another, they were placed- and then neatly swallowed with a gulp of water. Optimus' optics had tried to catch the names of each when July had pulled the bottles out. He'd need to keep those stocked at the base, just in case.

Optimus' optics briefly cycled. Mentally pulling at the internet, tugging its information into his processor as he saw fit. Pharmacy---

"---I do now." The nearest one was a few miles away, in the town...perhaps July was new to the area? Or hadn't been to that one before. "I shall drive you, if that is alright." While he didn't want to leave Ash,...the bond would at least keep them from being on their own entirely. Already, he was gathering what warmth and presence he could, sliding it over to his ailing other in small increments. I'm here, you're going to be alright. "Would you be okay if we left for a few minutes, Ash?"

Slow, but eventually, a faint nod. Not one he particularly liked,...but...

[its-her-july]

July seemed to notice that Optimus was paying attention to the medicines she was giving Ash. She decided to show them to him, one by one, revealing their names and explaining which was which and their effects. She thought it would be helpful to inform him, since he had a human by his side.

When Optimus offered to take July to the pharmacy, she got worried about Ash. Would they be alone? Well, hopefully not for long. And just in case, July grabbed her purse, took out a pen and a piece of paper, wrote down her phone number, and handed it to Ash, placing the paper gently on their hands.

"I'm sorry you have to stay, but I promise I won't be long, okay? Try to rest. The medication should start to take effect. If you need anything, you can contact me, alright? Send me a message or call me whenever you need to." A light pat on the shoulder. "I'll be right back."

She then turns to look at Optimus, nodding her head. "Thank you so much, Optimus. I would really appreciate a ride, please. To be honest, I'm still getting used to this city. I've lived here for three months and I'm still learning a few things. I don't go out much, especially with this winter."

And with that, she begins to accompany Optimus to the pharmacy. Many questions are on her mind at that moment regarding Optimus, but she doesn't want to bother him with her curiosities. So, she asks something simple: "Um... how did you and Ash meet?"

[cybertroniiians]

THINGS WERE HAPPENING too fast. Way too fast. As usual when she's caught up in a situation like this on a mission. It wasn't like Rachel to hesitate at all, quick to move away from the blasts that the minicons did, noticing @its-her-july that was caught in the middle of this.

She chucks a fireball in the direction of the cons that were charging for her. She'll get yelled at by Fowler later. But they needed to survive.

"You okay?" She asks, looking over at the woman, "It's gonna take a bit, but we'll get out of here. You're not hurt, are you?" She's a bitch, but not that much of a bitch.

[its-her-july]

July was so focused on escaping those hostile robots chasing her. Who were they, anyway?! There was no time for that; she needed to run! While struggling to escape the machines, one of the Decepticons fired a blaster and nearly hit her, causing her to fall to the ground. She turned her back and was suddenly surrounded by the Cons. Desperate, she tried to defend herself somehow.

That's when she saw a fireball hit the robots and stun them for a moment. Who did that? Then another woman appeared beside her. Could it have been her? Well, she's amazing!

"Y-yeah, I'm okay..." July replies, her voice still trembling with shock and fear. She doesn't seem to be hurt. "Thank you so much for helping me." She quickly gets up from the ground and stands near the woman who helped her. "I'm sorry, but..." She looks at the robots in the distance. "...What's happening here? Who are they?!"

[fate-called]

A small chuckle escaped Ash. Honestly, the two were curious as to how July would react to the others...but they had hopes. She'd at least seemed to keep her head on her shoulders when she'd run into Optimus a while back, so there was little worry in either's heads.

"Thank you." Optimus' voice hummed through the cabin. The wheel turned slightly, material sliding along Ash's hands. It had been- a little disturbing at first, but after enough time,...they'd grown accustomed to the sensation. "After today, I may ask one of my crew to keep an optic on you when you are at home. I promise, it is nothing more than a precautionary measure."

Rolling along the desert's endless terrain,....rocks would rise and fall in equal measure, cliff-faces of sheer, unclimbable height crowding in only to disappear in the blink of an eye...but finally, eventually, a familiar butte appeared.- At the end of a T-intersection that led back to the highways, but Optimus didn't falter as he rumbled right off the road and onto cracked earth.

"Glad to hear it, but honestly...'m just happy to not be the only adult human who knows about the 'bots, anymore. N' no, I'm not gonna count Fowler." The agent only really popped by when he had to, of course they'd not count him. Optimus' pace didn't slow. Only when he was close enough one might've thought a collision with the rock was inevitable did a secret door slide upwards- revealing a paved tunnel just inside, lights leading down into a curve.

[its-her-july]

"Thank you, Optimus. I... erm... I hope none of them mind doing this. I just don't want to cause any trouble." She laughed, embarrassed, already imagining if any member of Team Prime would complain about having to keep an eye on her. "But I promise I'll behave!"

When Ash mentioned that they wouldn't be the only adult to know about the Autobots anymore, July couldn't help but giggle, remembering how she met Optimus, which was a complete accident, so to speak.

"Heh! Now you'll have another adult by your side to annoy you!" She teases them in a playful tone, even giving them a light nudge with her elbow.

At first, she was a little startled when Optimus approached the rock, but she quickly remembered that she could trust him. And, in fact, the rock was just a disguise, now revealing a secret base. July could barely hide her amazement as she looked around. As soon as they entered, her eyes were already fixed on Ratchet, with that serious, almost grumpy expression. "Wow..."

She also notices the enormous monitor behind Ratchet and some of the equipment. So much technology always impresses her! Then, her eyes meet another Autobot, Arcee, who enters the room with a calm expression, but also looking a little curious to meet the new human.

"Hello! It's a great pleasure to be here and meet you all! I'm July, Ash and Optimus's new friend!" July introduces herself with a big smile on her face, looking very happy. She's so excited that she seems to have forgotten that the Autobots are on Earth because of a war, but hey! It's not every day you get the chance to meet beings from another planet!

Arcee was the first to approach, displaying a friendly demeanor. "The pleasure is mine, July. My name is Arcee. It's great to have you on the team; I won't be the only female here anymore."

July laughed at Arcee's statement and already seemed to like her very much. "Hehe, yes! Now you'll have a female teammate! I'm very happy to meet you, Arcee!"

July meets the other Autobots and greets them with a smile, even Ratchet, who doesn't seem as happy as she is. She hopes to be friends with all of them, just as she is with Ash and Optimus.

[fate-called]

Oh stars, she had tears in her eyes. Sol reached, attempting to drag the other into a hug. They weren't a big fan of physical affection with most, but- they felt the need. Maybe it'd help- or maybe it wouldn't.

"Hey, if you find a way for us to bounce back and forth- we'd love to." Murmured before Sol let her go- if the other had even allowed them to hug her in the first place. "But you better make sure to come back and visit!" Sol grinned. "Otherwise I'mma be really pissed."

Optimus' optics cycled as July grabbed Sol, and smushed both herself and them into his frame- grabbing the two in a hug. One servo shifted, reaching around to pat her on the back. He resisted making a small confused hum of a sound.- Humans and their 'families',...were such strange things. But, it couldn't hurt to be part of one, right?

"I believe I am already adequately prepared,...though I would also like to state that I have no intent to 'escape' you." His helm shifted down, allowing the top-piece to gently tap both humans' organic helms.

"Yep~ afraid you're just-as stuck with us as we are with you~!" Sol returned the hug with as much force as they could muster. At least, to July- they were not about to risk indenting their skin on Optimus' plating.

The two hadn't expected to, but it would seem that they'd found a new friend that night- one that neither would be quite so willing to part with.

[its-her-july]

"Hehe! Don't worry! Of course I'd visit you both! I'd never forget you!" She reassures Sol and Optimus, reaffirming her promise to return with a gentle smile. But until they figure out how to get back, she'll pester them every day!

July clearly made the most of her time with Sol and Optimus, and feels that the more time they spend together, the stronger their friendship grows. And she wasn't lying when she said she already considers them siblings. It's thanks to them that she now knows she's not alone.

But although their time together has been wonderful, July is starting to feel a little tired. Besides having to work, it seems to be getting late. A yawn escaped her lips, though she tried hard to hide it. Another yawn. And this time, her attempt to conceal it failed.

"Erm..." She feels quite embarrassed about it. "Sorry, my friends. But yeah, I'm starting to get tired. Our time together has certainly brought me a storm of emotions, haha!"

Indeed, she felt fear, then happiness, and finally, longing. A long journey. And the next time they meet, July plans to bring some tasty cookies and sandwiches so they can have a picnic together and, who knows, maybe play some cards too!

[fate-called]

He made sure he didn't press the full of his weight down. Little more than a light touch, blue hues dulled slightly from the sympathy that panged his spark.

"You just wanted to ensure your brother was safe. I would have done similarly, I am certain- had it been one of my mechs in your brother's shoes." His servo retracted, pulled gently back to himself. Like it or not, they were all, in one way or another...stranded. Set adrift from the worlds they knew, cast to the proverbial (and literal) stars. Two for reasons beyond their control,...one- because he'd thought it would be the best course of action.

Though sometimes, he wondered if it was.

A small laugh,....but it faded all too soon. Sol pulled their head away, their brows scrunching slightly.

"...I may miss my friends and family from the 2030s, but my home is here, now.- If we ever find a way to travel forward in time- fast, not the long way 'round,...then you'll have to take it on your own, July." They couldn't allow that to fester. "But I'll come visit you! When I reach that time frame, myself. But Opti,...well. You n' Opti have places to go. Things to do. I..."

They trailed off. Honestly,...they had grieved when they'd first landed. They had missed the modern era, terribly. Still did, all the time- but...they had friends here, now. They had their other half.- They had no intent to trade any of that....just to go back to their proper time.

"Then we will do our best to annoy you in that manner." That received a snort from the Prime's other half, who turned their head to the side. "...but if we do find a way to return either of you to the future,...it does seem you will be the only one to go, July. My war, my people- they are here. In this time." Displaced not temporally, but quite physically.

He was, however, certain there was a way back. There had to be. Maybe his way off Earth,...would be a way for July to travel forward, as well.

[its-her-july]

Shoot. Things were starting to get complicated. The only friends she'd known in this timeline... would have to leave at some point. She sighed deeply, trying her best not to feel sad and cry. But she understood them, not to mention that she had her own reasons too.

"I understand, but you know..." A brief pause. "When I find my brother, and if I manage to, I'll come back to you both as soon as possible. Or you can come visit me too. I'd be very happy to receive your pleasant visits! I know we met today, but I..." She decides to take the chance, looking at Sol and Optimus with teary eyes. "I like you both. I like you both very much. It feels like you're my family in this current timeline."

She wipes away a few tears. She's not sad, she's just very sensitive when she talks about this kind of thing. In a short time, July already feels a deep connection with them, as if they were destined to meet sooner or later.

"Maybe I'll start calling you two my siblings." She said with a shy smile, but she was serious. "Heh! You won't escape me that easily!"

Ah, screw it! She stood up from the ground and gave Optimus and Sol a tight hug! "Until I get back, I'll be bothering you two quite a bit! You better get ready for July!" She said with a wide smile. "And if I can help with anything, please let me know!"

She may not be a fighter, but July will never stand idly by if her friends need help. They are very important to her now. And, as she exchanges words and smiles with Sol and Optimus, she makes a silent promise to herself: no matter what happens, no matter where they are, she will never forget them and they will always be special to her.

[datashrike]

Datashrike gave out an excite squeak, like a toy really, and scurried inside with a swiftness. It was indeed nice and dry, hidden from the wind and snow. It was just tall enough for them to stand up and stretch out a bit, but they'd still need to keep wings and bits folded in. Not an issue!

"Hey, thanks! I'm, uh, Datashrike!" The femme knelt down to properly speak to the small human. "Thank you miss July. I suppose I have a question for you as well. Why help me at all? Why aren't you afraid?"

[its-her-july]

"Datashrike..." She offers them a kind smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you! And you can call me July if you prefer!"

The moment Datashrike asked the question, July became a little thoughtful. In fact, she wasn't afraid of them, even though they were so different from humans. Well, it seems she now has her answer.

"Honestly, I was... worried about you. You seemed a little uncomfortable with the winter outside, and I understand. I was a little, uhm... cautious, let's say, when I saw you, but you didn't do anything to me either. On the contrary, when we talked, you did the same, and now we're here and I'm still fine in your presence." She gives a soft chuckle. "I think if you wanted to hurt me, you would have already done it. Besides... I don't like to judge others by appearances, haha!"

July may be naive, but she was worried about Datashrike being alone in the cold weather. As she herself said, she doesn't like to judge by appearances, so that made her give Data a chance.

"And you seemed to need help too, and if I have any chance to help, why not take it? I would feel terrible leaving someone I could help behind."

[fate-called]

He nodded at the question.

"...yes, I am." A friend, a guardian, a protector- there were multiple terms that could be used to describe who he was to the other. But for now, 'friend' would certainly suffice. He'd be lying if he said the human's shocked face wasn't faintly humorous to witness, but the Prime was certainly able to keep that section of his thoughts under control. At present, he was more concerned with other things...Ash's health, the fact he'd just blown his secret with almost zero effort....

He shifted only minutely as she'd continued to stare.- At least the other eventually pulled herself free of her thoughts, after a harsh shake of the head.

'A cold?'

"Allow me to thank you on their behalf." He was just about certain Ash would've neglected going back inside the library until the outside air had made their illness worse. It was good that another had been willing to help- even more so that she was willing to continue doing as such, despite meeting him.

At least that fear finally seemed to melt from her countenance. A small win- and one he'd gratefully accept.

"You may call me 'Optimus', miss July.- And I will." Another nod. Keeping an optic on them certainly couldn't be that hard, given they were ailing. Make sure they stayed warm...that wouldn't be too difficult. Even as he walked through the home, briefly dogging July's own steps (of which he tried not to overbear- even mass displaced, he was still a goliath), the Prime silently kicked up his internal heating.

Ash shifted to July's call. Head rising ever-so-slightly, only for a mechanical hand to press to their blanket-covered shoulder. It was warm, warm and impossible to resist.

"Please refrain." That was all it took for them to sink back down towards the couch, mouth slightly open as they breathed. His optics would drift every once in a while- but his touch did not. Making sure to emanate the warmth they required, optics occasionally slipping towards the kitchen's archway. The clinks and clatters and other such sounds...he'd have to learn. Not right now, but certainly eventually.

His finials twitched ever-so-slightly to each noise. The purification of energon was a very different process, requiring only the thrum of an engine and a constant stream of fuel.- Eventually, July returned, and Ash managed to sit up a bit so they could get the bowl into their lap.

"...th...an...u..." I'm sorry. For a lot, now- for Optimus blowing his cover (presumably), for July having to take care of them,....so much they were in debt for. They resisted gritting their teeth, hating that they didn't even sound well. Forced to offer half-sentences instead of proper statements,... Felt so ridiculous. Optimus moved his servo so July could perform what she wished, allowing his internals a few moments' rest from exuding additional heat. "...shiverin',...naus...ea...head..." A growl rumbled in their throat. Not towards July, but towards their lack of ability. It only resulted in them shifting forward, eyes squeezed shut for a few moments as the sickness seemed to worsen tenfold.

~~ Opti,...can you?... ~~ Details- what little they could press over the bond, as their head pounded.

"...they cannot seem to stop shivering, and they are having trouble catching their breath. There is also some nausea and a 'headache', though the nausea did seem lesser compared to earlier- up until they growled." The Prime shifted on the couch. "...they wish to state they were growling at themself, not you." Another small pause,... "...there does seem to be some medicine in their upstairs bathroom...but it is old, and may not work as a result."

⫍ Thank you. ⫎ Their hands moved- slow and unsteady, but they managed to sign.

"...'m,- wea-k..." The brunet admitted, their head hanging slightly lower- as if in defeat.

[its-her-july]

July continues watching Ash as they eat their soup. Even with Optimus nearby, she keeps a watchful eye, wanting to make sure they're alright and also hoping for the best. "Please, you two don't need to worry about anything, and believe me, it's a pleasure to help. I would feel terrible if I saw Ash like that when they left the library and did nothing."

A gentle smile toward Optimus. "And you, please, call me 'July'. I greatly appreciate your politeness and respect, but I'm not used to so much formality." She laughed softly, embarrassed.

She had expected Ash to give her an answer about how they were feeling, but when Optimus answered instead, she was a little surprised. How did he know exactly how Ash was feeling if Optimus didn't understand much about illnesses? Well, there was no time to think about it. July needed to make Ash feel better as quickly as possible.

"Shivering, shortness of breath, nausea and headache?" Yeah, she can't hide the concern in her expression. "But at least the nausea has lessened a bit? That's a good sign." A sigh of relief. But the medicine is old? It's not a good idea to give it to Ash, then. Well, July always tends to carry some medicine in her purse.

"Hmm, hold on a moment, alright?" She quickly grabbed her purse and looked for the medicine. She has the basics, like medicine for nausea, headache, and painkillers, and they're not expired. Maybe they'll help, at least a little, hopefully.

"Oh, thank goodness! I have some medicine here in my purse!" July takes out the pills and offers some to Ash. Then, she goes back to the kitchen and hands them a glass of water. "Don't forget to stay hydrated." She smiles warmly, giving them a light pat on the shoulder.

But even so, she would need more medication to better treat Ash's condition. Since Ash is still weak and unable to communicate due to the tremor, July turns to look at Optimus.

"Optimus, do you happen to know what a pharmacy is? I could go to one and buy more medicine to help Ash feel better, you know? Just tell me where one is and I'll go immediately, please."

She won't mind going alone. After all, Ash needs company.

[fate-called]

[ @its-her-july || ▷▷▷ ]

Ash took a sip of their Red Bull, a single hand barely-pressed to Optimus' steering wheel as the mech rolled down the road. It had been one of those new editions- Iced, based on a quick glance.- They'd probably not be having it twice, but for now, it was their only source of caffeine- so beggars couldn't be choosers.

The world was still slightly foggy, adrift in a near-haze of grays and whites. Rocks and buttes would rise from the nothingness, towering- only to fall away without rhyme or reason, twisting into the dull abyss beyond. It was one of the sucky kind of days- warm and humid instead of warm and dry, capable of making one regret existing for at least a few hours if they dared set foot outside.

But, thankfully, the two wouldn't be outside (for the most part). Hazel hues flicked towards their 'passenger' (really, they were as much a passenger as her)- offering a faint smile.

"Don't worry. The 'bots are good folk- just like Opti here,...well." They paused, brow furrowing.

"Eyes on the road, Ash." Their head turned forward. Had to keep up appearances- though damn if it wasn't tempting to look.

"--They're probably more open emotionally than he is- but y'learn to read him just like the others." They stuck their tongue out at the steering wheel.

"...please, keep in mind that where I am taking you is meant to remain secret, July.- You cannot spread word of this to anyone."

[its-her-july]

Oh, how excited she was! Her eyes were fixed on the road the whole time, with a big smile on her face. July isn't the adventurous type, quite the opposite. But she'd be lying if she said she wasn't, at the very least, thrilled about it. Meeting Optimus was already a huge event in her life, and now meeting others like him? Awesome!

"Oh boy, this is so cool!" She thinks to herself, nodding her head from side to side as if listening to music. When Ash spoke to her, she turned to look at them, unable to hide her excitement.

"To be honest, I can't wait to meet them! I trust your word! It was already a great pleasure meeting Optimus, so meeting other Autobots... hehe! It'll be fun!" Even with Optimus's seriousness, July already likes him. He has a good spark, she can tell. Just like Ash has a good heart... and also an adorable kitten!

However, July's joy quickly took a backseat when Ash mentioned that she couldn't talk about what was happening with the others. Without a second thought, she nodded in understanding. July hated gossip, and besides, who would believe her story? It was easier to keep her lips sealed.

"Don't worry, Ash!" She says with a reassuring smile. "I promise you and Optimus that I won't tell anyone a word about this! You can count on me!"

[fate-called]

They gave a faint nod of their own.- Too tired to offer a full response, but it rang through their mind like the toll of a bell. How they wished they could actually offer it, instead hobbling into their home and flopping onto the couch.

Hex tilted her head, tail sliding slowly from side to side. A quiet mew, a rumbling purr as she was pet. Her head turned, bumping against July's leg. It would seem that Hex was quite the friendly cat- all too happy to receive attentions from any who crossed her master's door. She only whined when July pulled away to go attend to her master. Where were her pets? Please, she wanted more!

"...pantry,...nex'...fridge...bottom,..." That would undoubtedly be about as much 'permission' as July would be seeing. Ash shivered under the blanket, weak hold shifting so they could pull it tighter around their frame. Maybe, if they squeezed hard enough, their body would feel warm again. They knew better than that- but instinct was starting to trump actual thought.

Their head listed to the side as their help walked away, trying to focus on just breathing and staying warm. So focused, in fact, that her words barely even registered.

Someone, at their home?...unlikely. They may have had 'friends', but Ash knew better than to consider those they knew in the town as willing to stop by this place. At most, it might've been---....wait.

Hazel hues snapped open. But they could barely gather the air, shivering too much to offer warning. They could hear the door to the garage click as their head moved upward, realizing they were altogether too late.

Well.

Ratchet was going to kill him.

Optimus could do little more than stare for a moment or two after the door had opened, optics widening as they found green eyes staring back. Of all the ways he was worried about accidentally blowing his cover, this hadn't been one of them. Hadn't even been an inkling of a thought in his processor- and now it was too late.

All that was going through his processor was a single, prolonged, 'f r a g'.- He shook his helm. Trying to rid himself of the surprise, internally praying the other might think he was one of those 'cosplayers' that was just really dedicated- but somehow, he doubted that would succeed.

At least there were no Decepticons nearby to mistake this one as an ally,...though she'd certainly need to be brought into the fold- or at least told not to share details concerning himself...but for now, Ash's wellbeing took a level of precedence. Perhaps more than it should have.

His gaze was leveled low, slightly taller than the doorframe, even mass-displaced- at least the halls and rooms had ceilings tall enough to accommodate this size, even with his smoke stacks...

"--I am grateful you are here as well. Ash texted me that they were not well, and I am intent on helping,...though I fear I do not know much about how to care for an ailing human." He'd worry about sorting out what to do with this stranger- presumably a friend of Ash's- once they were taken care of. "I will explain things later, but for now- I am Optimus Prime,...and I will do what I can to help them." Though he'd need this human's guidance...or Ash's.

A simple poke at the bond revealed that their mind was in no shape for such things. Barely-present, nearly foggy in its composition.- He didn't get a proper response back so much as a vague acknowledgement.

He did not yet cross the threshold, awaiting at least a hint of the panic coming off the other to die down before he'd so much as attempt it.

[its-her-july]

July's eyes remained fixed on Optimus, with that same expression of surprise mixed with disbelief. Man, what kind of friends does Ash have?! And it seems like he doesn't know how to take care of Ash? That's probably normal, since he's not human.

"Erm..." It took her a moment to properly respond to Prime. "You're friends with Ash, I presume? Since... you mentioned they sent you a message." Yes, she still stares at him with the same expression as before. She's looking so stupid right now.

A shake of her head. Wake up, July! It's not the time to be staring at Optimus like that! Not to mention she must be making him feel bad or something.

"My, uhn... apologies." Her expression softens, now showing a friendly air. "You see, poor Ash caught a cold. I saw them leaving the library and they didn't look very well. I couldn't help but worry and try to help them somehow, you know? They gave me their address and, well, now I'm here."

Since Optimus said he would explain everything later, July nodded. After all, she needed to take care of Ash. "Mr. Prime, it's a pleasure to meet you. My name is July, by the way. I'll prepare something for Ash to eat. Could you please keep an eye on them while I do that? If they need anything, you can talk to me and I'll help, okay? I'm here to take care of them too. Oh, and make sure they stay warm, pretty please."

She gives Optimus a kind smile and heads towards the kitchen. "Excuse me, Ash! I'll prepare something for you to eat!"

And there she goes, carefully starting to prepare a nice soup for Ash to eat, and she tries her best to use the utensils delicately so as not to break anything. It took a while, but she prepared a tasty soup with vegetables and pieces of chicken for Ash. It might not be the best meal in the world, but at least the soup will keep them warm and they won't go hungry. July did her best to prepare it in the best way possible.

"Here you go, Ash." She gently hands them the bowl of soup. "I know soup isn't the best meal, but at least it's warm. It'll help you, I promise. Oh, and do you have any medicine? I can get some for you if you want! Just tell me how you're feeling, okay?"

She gives them a gentle smile and a light pat on the shoulder, and once again wraps them in the blanket to protect them from the cold.

[its-her-july]

[Can be answered either IC or OOC, whatever your preference.]

What is your love language? Is it what you think most would expect? Or is it something different? Do you try to understand would-be lovers and offer them affection in their love language, or stick to your own? How do you express your affection? If you're angry or upset, does it go away? Or do you put in the extra effort to show that affection regardless of current emotional states? If you got into a fight with a beloved, would you attempt to patch things up? Or would you let the wound sit and fester until time either heals it, or scars it over?

(Since July is kinda like my SI, I believe the answer will both be from my own and her perspective!)

"Hhmmm... I like to show affection first with small gestures! Like a hug, holding hands, asking if the person is okay, worrying if they're not feeling well, giving a gift, a kiss on the cheek, a caress in the hair. Yes, basically delicate and small gestures, haha! I believe people realize I'm trying to show affection when I do that! I hope so!"

"In this situation, I try to offer affection in the way they like and mix it with my own. After all, if we are partners/lovers, I believe it's fair that we share and accept each other's gestures/affection!"

"Erm... that is a tough one. I'm someone who, most of the time, has sudden mood swings. I feel sad, bored, tired, or irritated very quickly. When that happens, I try to tell the person I don't feel like talking, otherwise I might say something bad and upset them. But sometimes, I confess my emotions if I'm, like, really sad and trying to find some comfort. And no, if I really like/love the person, my affection for them doesn't go away. Maybe... it cools down a little for a moment, but it's still there, pulsing in my heart."

"And if a fight happens, I prefer to wait until things have calmed down for both of us. It's better to stay calm and talk when our minds are clear than to try to resolve things quickly and end up making everything worse. At least, that's what I think."

A brief pause.

"Yeah, I'm really complicated, eh? Oh boy..."

[fate-called]

What sort of kindness was this?

It ached, it made their heart nearly break even as they leaned into it, as they let themself just- be taken care of, though instinct screamed at them to demand they were fine, they would be fine- they were always, eternally, fine.

The brunet was half-aware as the car came to a stop before their home. As they were gently led out of it (once more into the freeze)- hearing complaints that almost drifted in one ear and out the other. A silent nod towards the other's effort to not fall into an argument with her father, guilt stabbing in their chest. She shouldn't have to deal with them like this.

No cars in the drive, and there'd not be any in the garage, they were certain.

~~ I'm on my way. ~~ The thought rumbled at the back of their brain- decidedly not their's in any way, shape, or form. Ash blinked, eyes drifting towards the other as she spoke once more.

"...A..sh..." They gave a small nod. They- didn't trust themself to do anything other than curl up on the couch and ignore everything. At least, until the hunger grew too much or their sanity wore too thin. They reached for their keys, gently unlocking the door and tugging it open. There was a meow from inside- followed by rapid jingling, and more noises of excitement. Said noises faded to confusion as the cat came into view, head tilting as its eyes landed on the two.

Ash shuffled inside, leaving the door open. The interior of their home was decorated mostly in woodwork- things that seemed nearly carved from branches or tree trunks, simplified and polished just so it'd not fade so easily. They wandered into their living room, glancing back only once to ensure July was following before finally finding their home on the couch. They plonked onto the soft cushions.

'Wish I could say more.' They shivered, tugging the blanket closer around themself. Have to return that, eventually.

Hex, however, seemed content to swerve between July's legs. Black tail raised, meowing up a storm as she sought pets from her master's seeming-friend.

[...]

He'd received the text a while ago- but the mission he'd been on had prevented his immediate response. Now that he'd completed it, however (and received a quick check-up from Ratchet), the Prime was nearly tearing out of the base, on a beeline for Ash's workplace. His destination, however, shifted when he noticed the thread rapidly shrinking- as he came up on their home. No vehicles in the drive, so he had plenty of space to pull up. His engine was thrumming, refusing to honk for fear of disrupting Ash if they were asleep. Their garage door slid up as he approached, the internal opener signal he'd been granted allowing him to make it open as he wished.

It wasn't hard to slide inside with a hint of mass displacement- only to shift, dragging himself further down until he was as small as his systems would allow. Peds landed on the floor, the dull thunk of each making his finials flick back. Had to be quiet for their sake.

It was only as his servo reached for the door handle, and the knob turned- that the Prime realized he didn't know how to take care of a sick human.

...he'd...figure it out.

[its-her-july]

"Ash..." She nods with a gentle smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you!" She won't complain now that they could have met under better circumstances; she needed to help. July would do everything in her power to help them in some way, otherwise she would feel bad about herself.

She made sure to keep them warm under the blanket while they were outside. When Ash opened the door, July's eyes immediately noticed the cat. Her desire was to pet it right away, as she had a special fondness for animals. She waited for Ash to enter and gently asked permission to enter their house. In truth, she didn't like doing this sort of thing, but she couldn't leave Ash alone.

"You have a nice house!" She commented softly, looking around. Now, at least, they were cozy. When Hex approached, July began to gently pet the feline, even talking to her as if she were talking to a baby.

"You're so cute! Such a beautiful little kitten!" She glances quickly at Ash. "I'm here to help your owner. I hope we can be friends, hm?" She pets the kitten one more time before standing up.

"I hope you don't mind, but I'd really like to help in some way. Maybe some soup could make you feel better! I can make some for you, no problem at all!" She offers gently, approaching Ash and adjusting the blanket over them again, making sure they are nice, warm and comfortable.

Just as she was about to ask Ash for permission to use their kitchen and prepare something for them to eat, she heard a faint noise coming from outside, apparently from the garage. She felt relieved, of course! Someone was coming to look after them!

"Excuse me, Ash! It seems someone's here! I'll let them know first; after all, I don't want to scare them with my sudden appearance, haha!" She went to the door as soon as Prime reached the doorknob. But she suspected nothing, already opening the door and greeting the "person" with a kind smile.

"Oh, hello! I'm glad that you're here! Ash could use some help..."

Her sentence was cut off when her eyes finally met the "person". Dude! Holy molly!

[fate-called]

@its-her-july asked:

(July's results. x3)

[Bingo! || Accepting!]

The two blinked. A faint pair of matching blushes- one in pink, one in soft blue. Three bingos.

"Wait, you'd be interested in an arcade date?" You've sealed your fate, July. "---When??? I know of a good arcade in Jasper- and we can probably go to one in another state, or- y'know. Worldwide, if we really tried. Still!"

"Perhaps the three of us could go for a late-night drive together, some time...I hear there should be quite the meteor shower in a few nights." An open offer, but he'd not press it.

[its-her-july]

(Hehe! Love these two already! 💖)

[its-her-july]

Character Headcanon Generator Improved

Laughs nervously. "Hahaha! I wish!"

[datashrike]

Datashrike's long wings drooped at the greeting and the offering of warmth. More glad that the human wasn't terrified and more willing to help than a good number of other cons the femme could name.

"Yes and please." They sighed, crawling towards them as if they were but a lost puppy and not a huge robot awkwardly lurking in an alleyway shivering. "What do they call you, kind human?"

[its-her-july]

"My name is July!" She says, offering them a kind smile. "I live in a small house nearby, but right next door there's a workshop! And don't worry, the humans don't use that place anymore, but they left most of their equipment and belongings there, and it's quite large, so I believe you'll be safe!"

The human began guiding Datashrike to the workshop she had mentioned, even keeping an eye on the streets to see if any other humans would appear. Fortunately, no other humans showed up.

Upon arriving at the location, July pressed a small button and the door opened, revealing a spacious, clean, and cozy area for Datashrike to stay in. She turned on the lights so they could explore the surroundings.

"This is the place! I know it's not luxurious, but I believe you'll feel safe and warm here!" As she looked at the bot, she couldn't contain her curiosity. "Um... Excuse my curiosity, but who are you?"

[fate-called]

Still weren't good at it. If they were angry in turn, they could hold their ground- but to be put beside someone who was in a rage, while they were so ill...they couldn't help what had been ingrained in them.

"...I'd've...." Managed? Not really. They probably would've only made their cold worse, waiting out here for Optimus or one of the others to come and get them. Should've waited inside the library. But even thinking about their error was enough to make their head pound, and their nose run. Illness truly sucked. They took in as steadying a breath as they could, a minute shake of the head given to July.

Even now, they could barely bring themself to go near a hospital. Damn buildings,...too many memories. Too many thoughts that would undoubtedly swirl in their head like a swarm of bees, pushing them over the edge.

Hospitals were terrible places.

Frankly speaking, going home wasn't a good idea. There was no one there but themself.- But they refused to go to that accursed building unless they absolutely had to. They could just,...sleep this off. Hopefully.- Make a can of chicken noodle soup and pray it'd be enough. But they didn't dare reply to the comment of it being a bad idea. Knew better than to kick the hornet's nest.

They stumbled slightly as they made their way into the car of July's father. For a brief moment wondering if this was some 'Con trick, before convincing themself they were beneath notice (and, even if they weren't, they were too exhausted to care). They practically flopped onto the seat, their breathing increased as they desperately gathered oxygen into sickened lungs.

Ash nodded once more. Hated being like this. Hated feeling like this. Hated knowing they were essentially useless- less than. Something to look after, practically an obligation.

As July's hand rested on their shoulder, they could feel tears gathering. Useless. Less than useless.

A burden.

Nothing more, nothing less.

"...'s n'...far...." They couldn't even mumble their thanks aloud, the words mouthed as they gathered the blanket up and hunched into it. So tempting to sleep. To sink into the soft warmth of such a fluffy item and be done with their day, done with their week.

Maybe Optimus would drop by.

Maybe not.

Maybe Ratchet would offer advice.

Not a chance in Hell, he didn't care that much about humans.

More tears as July slowly stroked their shoulder. Burden. Useless.

Why couldn't they just lean on help when it was offered?

[its-her-july]

July noticed that they were tired and, somehow, also felt sad. She hated that. Even without knowing Ash well, she detested seeing people feeling bad. July wasn't good at comforting with words, but she also wouldn't allow Ash to feel bad. So, she continued to wrap them in the blanket to make them feel safer and warmer, and her touches were gentle and careful, giving them a few light pats on the shoulder here and there.

"Hang in there, you'll be okay." That was all she could say. July continued watching the streets and giving her father directions on which way to go. Fortunately, it didn't take long for them to arrive at Ash's house. A lonely house, but one that seemed cozy and comfortable.

"Thank you, dad. I know how to get home from here, so you can go, okay?" Again, her father started complaining. This time, she took a deep breath to avoid starting a pointless argument with him. There was no way she would let Ash feel worse about it.

"I know dad, don't worry. I'll help them and be on my way after that. I won't be long." She replies in a soft tone. After that, she gets out of the car and opens the door for Ash, helping them out and still keeping them warm with the blanket. "There. We're at your house."

She accompanies Ash to the front door and stays there with them. Of course, she wouldn't enter their house without permission. "So... what's your name, by the way? And... would you like some company?" She seems at ease with whatever decision Ash makes.