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[ meme reference ] || Accepting
All Boundaries Are Conventions — Tom Tykwer, Johnny Klimek & Reinhold Heil
Most of my admittedly shippy threads stem from this song. I think it has to do with the song’s theme; the theme of reincarnation, of life and death, and how love transcends all. It starts with the single piano melody, then strings, and continues to build, and as the components slowly come together they create a beautiful masterpiece.
It’s delicate, soft, gentle, but strong at the same time, and I feel that reflects Optimus & Elita’s relationship. They are strong enough to be gentle; and of course, they too have overcome insurmountable odds/trials. Idk. It just always gets me in my shippy mood.
@oneshallstand:
"Actually, you will be pleased to hear that I have completed construction of all the furnishings." It had only taken him several hours to do so. "Construction and carpentry was never my strong suit, but I am happy to say that it is a newly acquired skill that I look forward to using again in the future."
♔— ;; || Optics widened half-mockingly, throwing a sly grin up at him. “Did you really?” Elita chuckled, reaching up to pat his helm. Then again, it had taken most of the day to do --- she had hoped he would have made SOME form of progress.
“I am so proud of you,” she finally hummed, turning to now face her mate. “Thank-you, and again, I am sorry I could not be of better assistance...” Despite her best efforts, she was too sore to do much, stubbornness aside she knew when to leave things be.
Especially since they were so close to the end.
@oneshallstand:
>[They have been well. I never heard from you, though I assumed you were preoccupied. Where are you now?]
♔— ;; || > [ Good. And I was; I left my data pad at home while I was out running errands. ]
> [ I am home now.... why? ]
>[Are you busy?]
♔— ;; || > [ Not at all. ]
> [ How are the meetings fairing? ]
-insert lightning symbol thing here cause movile :'(-
[ meme reference ] || Accepting
{ Art by @haloangel21 }
Continued from (x) --- ;;
@oneshallstand
>[Is that so?] Optimus could not help the small puffing of crimson plates and a pulse of pride. Perhaps she felt it, even if it was very slight.
♔— ;; || > [ Mhmm~ ]
Optics gave a small roll, and a teasing pulse is sent in return, though knowing it would be faint --- just as his had been.
> [ Going to be smart, just like their Sire. ] She added.
> [ And has impeccable taste in Energon~ ]
[I understand, but still. It would be nice if you were here alongside me.] There is a another pause, and a second message is sent. >[How are you? I like to think you miss me just as much.] >[ >:')]
♔— ;; || > [ Well, I would prefer you here, alongside me… ]
Another small pause, typing out her message with an accompanying affectionate pulse. Sometimes actions spoke louder than words, after all.
> [ I miss you dearly, Love. It feels strange not having you here…. especially now. ]
A longer pause, and a faint anxious pulse — eliciting a sporadic flitting from the newspark. Amazing, it could pick up on the raw emotions already, and respond….
> [ There is so much still to do, and not enough time it seems. ]