#dec1eve

[seacrestseacon]

Oh Primus, oh Primus, oh Primus. Its HIM!

[ask-smokescreen]

inquiry : pumpkin is used for??

NOTHING.

PUMPKINS HAVE NO KNOWN USE TO CYBERTRONIANS.

[epistrix]

@dec1eve  —  [ cont. ]

"  dare i say that you've hit the proverbial nail on the head?     i've been  starved  of  attention  aboard this wretched ship,  soundwave,  since everyone seems to be more  afraid  of  me  than  attracted  to  me.     i understand that  necropsies  aren't necessarily everyone's cup of energon tea,  but am i not  beautiful  enough  to  offset  the  discomfort?  "

knock out reaches up to rest his arms close to soundwave's neck,  draping himself against the larger mech's chassis as his high-performance velocitronian engine rumbles playfully.     oh,  he knows a beautiful & powerful mech when he sees one,  & soundwave's unconventional frame is a marvel that he's been drawn to from day one !

"  you're a singular force within the decepticons,  soundwave,  & a devoted mech with firm convictions.     i admire a mech who sticks to his word ...~  "

[andromecha]

wordlessly soundwave presents an elaborately wrapped present to his twin, complete with an amber bow that had been neatly tied on the top of it. inside the gift? two golden arm cuffs with precious gems of sapphire and emerald embedded in them. he hopes that his twin will like them.

⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀— ✦ —⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀"Is... your Tamagotchi? ~"

A joke, light and melodic, freed from his vox and for the air to enjoy. He knows it couldn't possibly be. No Soundwave, pulled from any universe, would ever give up on a dependent, the one before him any less different in that regard, any less different than himself.

He does not take the gift into his own but awaits the placement of this offering through cupped servos. Only then does the mech draw it near and dear to his spark.

And oh, does Soundwave come to a still with the fond beam he casts down to it; the presentation is too thought out and carefully made for him to get it undone, he almost doesn't open it. The core of this gift couldn't just be left abandoned now-

So the digits of a servo gently tug at an end of the bow, admiring the way the bundle of loops untangles itself into a single, silky strand, the rest of the structure, obedient, coming apart, and gold being born from this cocoon.

The otherwise empty visor becomes illuminated with wonder, the shine of the jewelry reflecting a curious sparkle in the darkness, a welcoming mat for the pulse of his spark beat after. Were these...?

⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀Vmm...

Engines hum like a hardworking laptop being turned on, systems growing overwhelmed in thought. The last time he was given gold was... eons ago. A courtesan to be decorated. Now, this precious metal became a gift from someone who regarded him with respect, who coincidentally honored the day his spark came to be, who, from a place in his spark, wanted Soundwave's spark to be warm and content through such a gesture. To Soundwave, the thought of being thought of at all was an even bigger gift.

No words are needed to honor the Soundwave before him; actions always spoke louder to Soundwaves anyway. Soundwave allows the embrace of an arm cuff on his person. The other? He entrusts it to his twin, the exact spot where he wore his. Two bonita Soundwaves are better than one. ₊˚⊹

[apollytus]

「 LINGER 」 ———@dec1eve.     [  from.  ]

「 LINGER 」 : for senders touch to linger on the receiver.

there's a hint of  surprise  that darts across the swordsmech's face,  his finials twitching as he rounds on the decepticon lieutenant.     he's not angry,  or scared,  or even alarmed ;   deadlock knew soundwave,  & relatively well at that.     part of drift wonders if soundwave resents him for his departure from the decepticon faction ... perhaps this is the start of that conversation.

a clawed servo reaches out,  hesitates,  then gently rests against the spymaster's forearm.

"  soundwave.     out of all the decepticons that could have found me,  i am not surprised that it would be you.  "     he manages a smile,  warm & somewhat inviting,  as he takes a step into the taller mech's personal space.     "  look,  um ... if this is about the autobots ... i don't have any inside knowledge,  so i'm useless as a bargaining chip :   they  don't  trust  me.     i'm afraid all that i am is what you see.  "

soundwave's aura is ... familiar,  yet somehow more hollow than it had been in the past  —  he feels like the same mech that deadlock had served alongside,  & yet clearly the war has taken its toll upon him.     part of him wants to ask how much he has lost,  but most of him wants to respect his privacy & keep things  formal  between them.

"  the others withdrew,  but you stayed.     why?  "

[pomniegranate]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE 🎂🎉😊❤️💐🎊 I HOPE YOUR DAY IS FILLED WITH GOOD THINGS, BECAUSE YOU DESERVE IT.

IGGY MY BELOVED!!!!! I HUG THE POMNI PLUSH YOU GOT ME EVERY DAY THINKING OF YOU!!! YOU DESERVE THE WORLD, THANK YOU FOR THE BIRTHDAY WISHES GORGEOUS BABE! 🥰❤️💙

[naughty-tyrant-things]

🕒what’s the longest time they went without engaging in sexual activity with a partner? [masturbation doesn’t count]

🏬would they have sex in public? if so, how public is too public?

"There have been times when I went several hundred Earth years without a partner in my berth. That may seem like a long time to non-cybertronian life forms, but when you live as long as we do it's not but a few months"

"I do interface quite often in compromising and risky areas that could be considered public, yes. However, I would not frag out in the open on city streets or in public buildings"