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Though free to think and act, we are held together, like the stars in the firmament, with ties inseparable. These ties cannot be seen, but we can feel them.
Nikola Tesla
0 (The beans Drift dreams of with Optimus)
Okay don’t judge me but I actually do have an OC hatchling already thought up for them lol, and I’m using his description mostly because our muses haven’t gotten the chance to interact much, so I can’t build a bean specific to your muse just yet, so here’s this lil guy to fill the space until then maybe. ♥
How do they have a bean? (Include your headcanons!)Oh geez, uh… it would take a whole post on its own to describe my headcanon for Tyran babs, but basically: spark merge, the frame of whoever ends up with the newspark reformats slightly in order to build and hold a pod (like, literally, the pods from RoTF), and then it hatches… And it, like, literally crawls its way out between the carrier’s plating lol
Would they have one bean or more than one bean? If more, how manyOne precious little bab. ♥
What’s the bean’s shape? Size?He’s a biggun, made up of mostly rounded, smooth plating; can fit in Drift’s arms comfortably, but of course Optimus is huge, so the hatchling always appears small to others whenever he holds him. Until they try to hold him themselves, and they realize oh, he big.
Is their bean an exceptionally cuddly squishy blob or no?When he’s awake no. He’s an inquisitive, exploratory hatchling, and is more focused on looking around than cuddles; but when he’s tired though he gets much more cuddly.
Does their bean have basic protoform appendages forming yet?He has OP’s finials, and he has an ornament on his helm similar to how Drift has his crests, but it looks more akin to a knight’s helm. ♥
How much is their bean dependent on them?Being a big ole baby, he requires frequent feeding in order to maintain his growth. First with just energon, but eventually he’ll require more metals to help facilitate his growth.
Who does the bean take after more physically?Optimus, but depending on when they had him and whether Drift was blue or red at the time he would either come out one or the other.
Personality-wise, who is the bean more like?He shares traits with both of them. Quiet, curious about his surroundings, well-spoken when he actually develops the capacity for speech, if a little too blunt at times. He doesn’t have much of a temper though, even for a baby.
How does their bean interact with other grown mechs?Having a big mech like Optimus as one of his creators, he’s not intimidated by most other mechs; he’ll stare and watch, talk to them if he’s so inclined, but if anyone tries to pick him up besides his creators he will struggle because do not want.
How does their bean interact with other protoforms?He’s actually more comfortable around adults. It doesn’t start out that way, but after one too many times accidentally getting carried away with his playmates, he starts to become wary of his size and strength over others, and he shies away from playing with those who are smaller.
What sounds does their bean make? Are they quiet, make low booping, high beepings, or are they a wee lil screecher?He doesn’t make a whole lot of noise, but he peeps whenever he wants his creators’ attention for something, whether that’s energon, or just to show them something interesting that’s caught his optics.
How does their bean move about?Hatched already with the strength and coordination to toddle around. What a talented little bab. ♥
Where and how often does their bean like to snooze?On OP’s bosom. lol He likes to sleep with Drift too, but Optimus is bigger, and has a wider chest perfect for laying on. There’s some obvious favoritism going on here hahah
😊😏😞😅😂😳💔😵 (hard mode: sequential and related to each other)
Send a thing for a text. (not accepting because this heathen has exhausted me) | @matrixbearer
😊 - a flirty text
to Prime: I don’t know. I think some part of me may always be afraid of you, but it’s not all I feel when I look at you anymore. It’s nice.
😏 - a snarky text
to Prime: No, I am NOT going out tonight. Sorry, I’m busy suffering from I-just-saved-the-world-last-week-and-need-to-relax-itis.
😞 - an anxious text
to Prime: I think someone’s outside.to Prime: I told Hot Rod to take the night off. He’s out with Bee. I told him I’d be fine.to Prime: What do I do? Please just tell me what I need to do. How do I fight them?
😅 - an accidental text
to Hot RodOptimus: If it’s uncomfortable for you, I want you to let me know, okay? You’re my best friend. I would never want my feelings for Optimus or anyone else to get in the way of that.
to Optimus: SHIT. THAT WASN’T FOR YOU. PLEASE IGNORE THAT. THAT WAS FOR HOT ROD. I’M SORRY. IGNORE THAT.
😂 - a drunk text
to Optimus: Yuo know what? I’mnot sorry tgat you saw that. I want to see you. Tonigt.
😳 - a sexy text
to Optimus: No, work was fine. I guess I’m just stressed. Need to unwind, you know? to Optimus: You know...you could always help me unwind.to Optimus: Come unwind me, Prime.
💔 - a heartbreaking text
to Optimus: It’s not because I don’t care about you. Optimus, you know that I do. I care about you so much, and I feel so much for you that sometimes I don’t even know what to do with myself. But I know that your role in the universe is bigger than me. It’s bigger than us. Thank you for everything you’ve given me. You’ll always mean the world to me and hold a special place in my heart, but I can’t keep holding you back. I never want you to be torn between your duty and I. I won’t ask you to choose, so I think it’s time for me to let you go.
😵 - an exhausted text
to Optimus: I feel like I haven’t slept in days. Sometimes I miss you so much that it’s like my entire body aches and doesn’t want to work properly. I still love you. I know it was me. I know that I did this, but I can’t help it. So, wherever you are, whatever you’re doing, just remember that somebody loves you.
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“maybe i should invest my time in making something like you.”
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“ Maintenance ? “
“ What do I do !? “
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I have no such phobia.
NO SUCH PHOBIA his ass! This wasn’t the FIRST time the thought had crossed his mind about bathing the mech, but it was the first time he voiced the question. It should be fun, right? No one ever got HURT cleaning their cars && trucks before, so why now? But the inventor isn’t BLIND to the visible squint thrown his way before the reply. ❝ Wow, yeah, I TOTALLY believe you. There’s no way a bot like YOU is afraid of a simple hose-down. ❞ Cade replies sarcastically && with a roll of his eyes, he’s walking forward with the sponge in hand, TESTING the Autobot leader in the most subtle way he can. ❝ You’re filthy && you’re meeting presidents and prime ministers. You NEED to make a good IMPRESSION. ❞
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Starscream had scheduled this and made sure that he wouldn’t have too much responsibilities getting in the way- either way, his guest could always make it back on their own if something ever were to happen. “Welcome to our Cybertron, Optimus.” The lord said upon seeing the other mech pass through the spacebridge. “And don’t be surprised if some people become excited at your sight... many believe you to be some space messiah and we have many believers on planet grounds. Come with me.”
With this, Starscream turned and begun to lead the way- “Any place in particular you wish to visit? or... questions you might have?”
♞ ┊ ❝ I cannot allow you to go out without one of the Autobots. ❞
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🔧;; For too long he had waited to see the one that had become so important to him once more, the being that had only fallen into his life by mere chance and gamble. Together they had trekked across the globe to right the wrongs of mankind, to track down and eliminate those that threatened to continue to tear apart the lives of those that simply wished to live in peace.
A bond had been built then, one that Cade had cherished dearly as he worked with those that remained to protect any and all Autobots they could find. It was a friendship that helped to build trust within those that he sought out to defend and repair, as upon hearing just who the inventor had known and worked with, many took his word and services much more willingly. For who else could they afford to trust but a human that had stood by the side of their Prime?
So many had thought him offlined, knowing only that he had returned to the stars for a mission far greater than any one being. But Cade never lost faith--never once did he give in to the idea that his friend would not return, or that the fate of both their races was to be destroyed. Faith, he had learned, was often all that one could rely on to pull through times of hopelessness and chaos. He believed. The Autobots believed. Those that gave them refuge and aid believed. Even some hiding within the highest ranks of the Earth’s military forces had believed.
Without that faith, they would have met their end.
Optimus Prime did, indeed, return, though not as anyone had expected. Corrupted by one that called herself his God and Creator, he had been twisted and manipulated, betrayed. It seemed that was all his dear friend had ever known. All that could bring him back to his senses was the desperate care and faith that others held in him--and he was certain Optimus was well aware of this. The Prime did not speak of it, but he had his ways of getting his point across.
Now before him stood a war-weary mech, one that sought to right those he felt he had wronged and left unprotected. It touched Cade deeply, bringing a smile to his face; someone was always watching out for him, and no one could ever convince him that he would not have come as far in life as he had without those watchful eyes and souls.
“Well, Optimus, I need to head out pretty soon here.... how about you join me?”