Cyclonus sent a ping to Pharma and waited for it to be returned.
>>Cyclonus?..Something wrong?<< He got on his com started out of the medbay
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Cyclonus sent a ping to Pharma and waited for it to be returned.
>>Cyclonus?..Something wrong?<< He got on his com started out of the medbay
melodic-old-jet replied to your post:Sometimes I just…. I feel so unimportant and...
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((I feel like it))
Giveaway Winner
//So, I made a giveaway like last week for this blog's one year anniversary, and now it's time to chooooose the winners. I shall be choosing the winners using the number generator on this website. Also, I don't count multiple reblogs and likes+reblogs. (Which I am sorry for, if anybody was trying to get their url in the list more than once. I just thought putting the url in the list once will make it more fair. Maybe I'll do it the other way another time.)
So, yea. Here are all the urls (under readmore, so i don't clog up anyone's blogs)
Corset [because why not?]
There is something to be said for a flight capable frame in fishnets because dayum. Blaster looked Cyclonus over before politely averting his optics. "Y-ya look good, baby, waitin' for someone?"
The jet was in the recharge quarters, singing softly to himself. He thought he was alone while he stroked his chassis lightly and laid out along the berth, optics flicked off and engine purring softly.
Blaster walked in to check up, pausing at the doorway when he heard the singing and he stopped, trying to decide if he should leave or not.
Cyclonus was curled up on Blaster's berth with a medical scanner not too far from him. He was almost hyperventilating while clawing at his helm some, his chassis was covered and there was a thermal keeping it from being seen.
Blaster walked in, sitting by the berth and petting his helmm trying to calm him. "Hey, buddy."
❤
Pros:
We get along fabulously despite our differences
We both enjoy music
Ya calm me down a bit and I think I make ya smile~
Cons:
Veeeery different personalities
I'm pretty bombastic and ya're more reserved, so there'd be tension
I'd be lookin' over my shoulder for Galvatron for the rest of my function
Cyclonus was slightly dejected, but still walking around when he passed where Blaster was. He didn't stop to see if the mech was there. He was just in a trance.
Blaster moved to walk in step with Cyclonus, optics dim and concerned. "Hey," he said softly, arms folded behind his back, "wanna come inside?"