#knightofthecircle

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Of the gods

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As the the ruined temple started to tremor the white jet realized he might have made a mistake then crystals he hadn’t noticed before started to illuminate all around him. Wing noticed smoke in the corner of his optic and turned back to the alter and gasped quietly in surprise at the crystal he placed there burned and melted before him!

The knight jumped at the sudden raspy voice and with a very subtle tremble of his folded wings he answered. “I know not your designation deity… I did not mean to offend!” The flier of course looked all around for the speaker.

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◅❂▻"Offend you did not... Not my much, white flier. Except for the sword on your back.” His voice boomed in the empty temple, making few stones fall down when he accented the word. He was The Gunner. Lord of The Unmissed Bullet. “You are standing in front of Lord Of The Gun, one of War Gods under Megatronus. Our gold era was a long time ago, I presume, for you mortals.”

“Still, your spark is racing. Are you afraid your so-called-holy blade might not be enough to protect you?” He laughed.

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deity AU: The knight slowly wandered, lost in the unknown ruins of a forgotten city, though truthfully, he was happy to be lost. Wing stumbled suddenly over unseen steps and paused at the wrecked temple then decided to go inside to explore, the white mech noticed a sacrificial altar at the center of the room and choose to offer a energon coloured crystal.

It has been ages since anyone had nourished his ever-flaming spark. The city he was praised in had fallen apart, expanding and swallowing before the wasteful mortals depleted all the sources of energy. Then left in hurry when the wrath of nature, that he had warned them all about, send down an earthquake.

His awakening from the eons of slumber made the whole temple tremble and crystals inbound in the walls resonate and glow with an eerie yellow light. The crystal put on the altar started to smoke before combusting from within itself, consumed and melting down to spill all over the altar. The remains solidified within the cracks in the stone, restoring at least a bit of the altar.

“Who of a mortal spark dares to leave an offering without speaking my Name?” The voice seemed to echo from everywhere around the white knight.

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Wing didn't know if Deadlock would get angry at him for this but the knight wanted to feel safe and the grounder was one of the few that made him feel protected. The jet walked up to the decepticon with a tiny shy smile and slowly started to crawl into the mech's lap then guided Deadlock's arms around his waist and shoulder before resting his white helm on the racer's shoulder.

Groaning out, the dark-plated speedster glanced at not that tiny knight trying to get cosy on his lap while he was spread on the bench.Honestly, it looked comical. If it weren’t his lap, he would have laughed. Yet, he let the white knightmech do what he wanted with his servos. Still, they slid down and one cupped Wing’s aft. Why shouldn’t he find good points in being used as a lay-down matress?

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☎ hugging them

The flier had a distinct scent around him. Not to mention the gentle ebbing EM field, caressing the plating instead of clashing against it and Deadlock’s own field. And he was warm. He was always running warm, making the ‘Con purr out, far from feeling threatened by the knight’s presence. No words were needed.

In those rare times he could dim his optics and feel at peace with himself, leaning into the embrace and just existing, put spark-to-spark with another mech. Even if it was just for a moment until the hug remained tight, with white-plated arms wrapped around his midsection and soft whoosh of shoulder turbines cycling air working at lulling his battle CPU to a quiescent standby.

[choochoomotherslagger]

"If your interested in riddles try this one, What is it that's always coming but never arrives?"

... is it bad that i thought “death” and THEN something inappropriate?

...

tomorrow?

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"Deadlock!" have a sudden happy hugging flier

Gasp! Having a mech suddenly hugging him from the side wasn’t what Deadlock suspected to happen on an alien docking station. “Wing! What the scrap are ya doin’ere?”

[skywxrpxd-blog]

@knight-of-the-circle started following you

“Youuuu... aren’t a ‘Bot. But you ain’t no ‘Con either so... Shouldn’t Neutrals be off hiding and rusting somewhere?”