“What are you doing in my room?”
Magnus: “I’m too drunk to find my apartment.”
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“What are you doing in my room?”
Magnus: “I’m too drunk to find my apartment.”
deliciouslylow replied to your post:
::Well, you haven’t lost your conversation privileges yet.::
clearly either i’m doin’ better than i thought, or i haven’t been trying hard enough
★+ ::What do you hope will come out of us getting to know each other better?::
hey now, you start planning for stuff, stuff is guaranteed to go directly against your plans - it’s how the universe works
worst-case scenario? i don’t get past a couple conversations
worst-worst-case is you get fed up and shoot me
best case is we both get one more connection to another mecha, whatever it turns out to be
deliciouslylow replied to your post :“What are you doing in my room?”
“Would you like to sit down?” “...yes. Please.”In fact, he’s going to sit down right here. The floor is nice.
deliciouslylow:
"What are you doing in my room?"
“I missed you.” Jazz rubbed one of his arms, grinning with a definite nostalgic twinge of his EM. Felt weird to say to an alternate Prowl, but with his own Prowl indefinitely not-in-love with him again, well. Suppose that statement wasn’t totally untrue.
❤ and "What are you doing in my room?" both from Prowl to Jazz?
Affectionate; Holding hands | Cheek kisses | Hugs from behind | Cuddling | Hand kiss | PDA | Spooning [is very difficult, all kibble considered] | Shared baths | Whispers | Affectionate texts | Caressing | Stroke hair | No displays of affection
Sex; Shower sex | Wall sex | Neck bites | Oral | Morning sex | Drunk sex | Public sex | Backseat of car | BDSM | No sex | Not yet
Dates;Picnic | Cinema | Restaurant | Sports game | Hike | Coffee | Museum | Club | Bar | Beach | No dates
Would my character…
Marry them? Yes | No | I’d have t’ know you better firstHave sex on the first date? Yes | NoConfess their attraction first? Yes | No Have children/adopt? Yes | No | Wrong verse for thatDie for your character? Yes | No | Solid maybeCheat on your character? Yes | No Lie to them? Yes | No | Try not toCuddle after sex? Yes | No
(( Will do other meme in separate post <3 ))
::Have you spoken with Rodimus recently?::
«Yes. I’m trying to find him. I don’t suppose he’s told you where on the ship he’s hidden himself, has he?»
She stopped immediately when Prime shouted, coming to a halt a few millimeters short of another strike to his chest. She dropped back, servos still at the ready on the small chance he might be using this as a distraction.
“Should I slow down? You said you were interested in learning better hand-to-hand techniques.”
It was nothing close to a distraction, and when Prowl backed off, Optimus too staggered backwards to put some distance between them. A huff of steam ex-vented before he processed the question. Oh.
“No - I am still wishing to learn,” he quickly replied. “I was not... Expecting such a ferocious first lesson.”
Under the officer’s visor’d glare, he couldn’t help but feel prickles of judgement at the outer edge of his Field. Another confrontation with the fact he’d intruded on her Universe and world; It sent a pang of guilt through his systems.
Readjusting, he brought both his fists up as a sign of readiness.