Send the precious ones hugs from me~
I was just thinking about how Bomber needs hugs but no one would want to hug him because he’s an actual bomb.
So yay! He and everyone else gets a hug from their favorite human!!! :D
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Send the precious ones hugs from me~
I was just thinking about how Bomber needs hugs but no one would want to hug him because he’s an actual bomb.
So yay! He and everyone else gets a hug from their favorite human!!! :D
Why does everyone else in the world have really cool OCs and then I have boring dorks like:
Cheery hedonistic seeker who drinks too much too often and really just wishes his friends would stop dying, indulges in regular daydreams about settling down for a peaceful life with his pals after the war, too kindhearted and deserves better things, died in an unfair and inconsequential way long before anyone found any peace at all, dearly missed
Tiny gay monoformer who will probably try to punch you out if you ask what he turns into because he doesn’t turn into anything anymore and if you don’t like it you can fuck right off, has a husband who loves him for who he is and just wants him to be happy and safe
Also really gay speedster who thinks way too highly of himself and probably is secretly a fan of Jazz’s style, gets really really excited about things that go boom, hasn’t had any purpose or direction in life beyond serving the Decepticon cause for a long time, gets support from his tiny husband who believes in him and gives him hope for a future worth looking forward to
Inert walking bomb with a serious anxiety disorder, getting a second chance at life and to prove himself a loyal Decepticon, full of fear and regret, a good person who made some unwise decisions and paid the price, trying to find the good things in life despite it all
Lithewing: The Decepticons have everything that you may need.
Bomber: Really?
Lithewing: Yeah, um... *sees Deathtrap walking by* Oh, Deathtrap! Come tell Bomber how much you love it here at our base.
Deathtrap: *to Bomber* See that's the sad thing; she still thinks that I'm here voluntarily.
I need a How to Stop Worrying 101.
Bomber
Apparently this is a thing I’m doing now, because I just keep making these avatars. So! Here’s Lithewing’s little troupe from during the war. Lithe herself, Deathtrap (accompanied by his kitty), and Bomber. I really like how all of these turned out, I think they look pretty good and suit the characters well. I even added Deathy’s scarf. He will destroy you if you touch his cat or his scarf.
Bomber:[frightened] He’s got a gun!
Lithewing:[to her subordinates] You idiots. We’ve all got guns!
☆Deathy~
☆ - happy canon
Once the disastrous training idea is scrapped, Lithewing insists that Deathtrap help to protect Bomber to try and make up for it. So eventually the two end up with a kind of tenuous peace, and have to spend a lot more time together that doesn’t involve a certain ex-K-class getting completely pummeled. It’s not the best at first, with Bomber often hiding from Deathtrap and begging Lithewing to just tell Deathtrap to leave him alone, but over time they both kind of come to terms with each other, and end up being a very strange set of companions. See, Deathtrap is very keen on following the orders he receives from Lithewing. He watched over Bomber with the same vigor as he had attempted to toughen the poor guy previously. They never really become ‘friends’, but they definitely do form a much better opinion of each other as time goes on.
And this tolerant kind of truce between them is what leads to the somewhat adorable situation of a very tired, anxious, Bomber cuddling up to a sleeping scorpion for safety, knowing that Deathtrap will not only not hurt him, but will also keep him safe from all the imagined threats that are causing his anxiety. Deathtrap won’t admit it, but he actually grows kind of fond of his somewhat pathetic companion. There’s a bit of a nurturing, protective side to him, which rarely gets expressed.