Jul 17
Hmm...
seen from China
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Hmm...
See what, little wolf?
He is simply standing by, watching
( ✧ ― @dragvnsovl || nuzzles ― ✧ )
"🙂↔️❤️" //Tater with Red!
Red Blitz had been sitting on the ground, relaxing after a race around town. He hadn't been racing anyone per say, but rather had a lot of extra energy that he wanted to burn off quickly— which he did! Which was also why he was taking the moment to lay back and watch the clouds above.
When he heard footsteps coming over, he turned, optics shifting to smile as he saw Tater approaching. The moment that she was close enough, he scooped her up and held her close, minding how warm his engine probably still was. And when she pulled him down to nuzzle against him, there was no hesitation to nuzzle back against her with his engine purring.
( ✧ ― @dragvnsovl ― ✧ )
Drift is here to drape a servo-made necklace with a vibrant crystal pendant around Ratchet’s neck. “Here, I made this for you earlier! It should help ward off any negative energy.”
He pauses and stares for a moment before putting another one on the medic. Then another one. Maybe one more for good measure.
//TFA!
Ratchet paused what he was doing when the first necklace was draped around his neck. He blinked, glanced down at it then over toward the bot that put it on him and a slight smirk and a raised optic ridge. Of all the bots to put this kind of stuff on him so freely, it was no surprise it was Drift.
"Well, thanks.." He started, though he paused as another was placed on him... then another... then another. He couldn't help but chuckle as he crossed his arms.
"Didn't think I needed this much protection, unless its to protect others from me when they get on my last nerve."
( ✧ ― @dragvnsovl || boxed in ― ✧ )
"BOXED IN" //my Blue Cop and dealer’s choice of yours!
"Well, isn't this quite the problem?"
Bloodwing hummed softly as he looked around the room that he and Blue Cop had found themselves in. Unfortunately for the two of them, at least from his perspective, he couldn't figure out just how they had gotten into this conundrum.
He did, actually, though he just didn't want do admit it quite yet.
Rodimus is just.. gonna help himself to Thunderclash’s lap. It’s been a while.
Thunderclash was zoned out staring at the wall as he thought over his previous mission details when he felt someone or something climb onto his lap. Luckily his first reaction wasn't to immediately throw whatever it was or swing his servo's at them....
Instead Thunderclash glanced down to find Rodimus sitting there " Rodimus? Oh I'm sorry I was so lost in thought I didn't realize you came in." he apologized awkwardly setting his servos down on his desk not wanting to touch the other unless given permission.
Who know's maybe Rodimus was there to hide away, from what he doesn't know but he doesn't mind letting the Prime hide away in his office. In fact he'd be honored to help hide him away.
‘caress’ //Tater to Optimus, touching one of his pointy finials while perched on his shoulder
They flapped in reaction to the caress, and the rest of him briefly flinched. "Why...did you do that?" He wasn't mad, just briefly surprised.