#honorswings

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"Behind me, now!" Dreadwing yelled out suddenly out of nowhere as he reached over and roughly yanked Allen behind himself by grabbing hold of the Eradicon's wings. He wished he would've had time to be more gentle with them but there was none.

Before he could do anything else, much less actually shield or protect himself from the upcoming blast, it was too late. He shielded Allen the best he could with his own frame, ultimately paying the high price of getting his own frame badly ruined, scuffed and injured.

Now laying on the ground weakly as a result, he turned to look at Allen.

"Al- Allen.." He managed to say, reaching out with his servo towards the Eradicon.

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What's an odd habit each of your muses have?

Demolishor likes tinkering with small things or materials, putting them together like mix-and-match projects, as he calls them, despite his destruction-themed designation.

Bulkhead sometimes, most often when he's alone (or thinks he is, at least), apologizes to inanimate objects he might accidentally damage due to his bigger size and clumsiness.

Dreadwing still often leaves out Energon at his berth or somewhere in his quarters, in the hopes that it'll be gone by the time he checks back on it. It gives him hope that maybe, just maybe, Skyquake is still with him.

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Let me know if you'd wish for me to add your muse to these, specify which muse if you have multiple muses! Credit goes to @menacebird :)

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(dreadwing and allen) breathe - muse a holds muse b closely to help them wind down after a stressful day/event

It had been a relatively, yet another normal day on the Nemesis so far, at least for Dreadwing himself. Everything was in order, no chaos to be seen anywhere, so the seeker decided to settle down for a bit in his quarters, seeing as he most likely wouldn't be needed for anything right now, things actually having been calm aboard the warship for once, so he decided to go ahead and take the rare opportunity to finally relax. If only his plans didn't get sidetracked and disturbed within just a single few seconds as he got closer and closer to his quarters. He spotted something from the side of his optic, something that made him stop, to look there again, only to see his empty reflection staring right back from the mirror on the wall. He shook his helm, looking away for just a moment, scoffing, noting that he should have someone take that mirror down. Before he could take any further step away from the object or even attempt to think about why or how it ended up there in the first place, he was suddenly showered with.. green paint right from above. He let out a groan at that, his optics now filled with annoyance as he scrambled to figure out whether or not the culprit or culprits were still around here so he could lecture him. In his hurry to do so, however, he failed to remember the mirror on the wall, and glanced back at it a second time. He immediately froze in place at his own reflection looking back this time around as all green with the blue from his frame temporarily gone. He lets out a small, weak ''no..'', then repeats it just a bit louder, then again, and again until it was loud enough to hear. He steps back in a panic, then looks away, both directions before he runs off.. somewhere, anywhere else. He just needs to get away.. A good few moments later, he finds himself bumping into one of the last bots he wished to see right now. None other than Allen, the eradicon he had lately gotten to know on a more familiar level. ''Allen..?'' He lets out a surprised gasp, distress and alarm clear on his face as he glanced down at the green paintjob he now owned. ''..Sorry, I.. have business elsewhere. Do not follow me.'' Dreadwing quickly tried to leave the situation, hoping Allen hadn't noticed his distress, that he was in a hurry, a rush to leave and that something was wrong..

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1. someone they fear

Ironically enough.. the answer is Bumblebee.

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(For Dreadwing. I don't think I specified on my last ask, but that's also for Dreads) 12. someone who taught them a valuable lesson

''You did, Allen.. when you taught me the most valuable lesson of all. How to love someone with all my spark.''

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❗❗❗ (for Dreadwing ❤️)

BIG KISS BACK ❤️💋

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“…dare I ask what happened with you your paint?” Datashrike inquired of Dreadwing.

''It is better you do not know.. or try to ask again.'' Dreadwing responds in a irritated, annoyed and slightly pissed off manner over his new, ridiculous frame color.. With that, he sulks away and keeps to himself, hoping that the following week would pass by quickly so he could return back to his normal, old color scheme once more, as well as hoping he wouldn't be discovered with his new, temporary one by anyone he knew, too much.