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“Are you implying that you HAVE, and that I haven’t witnessed it yet?”

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@soundwave--acknowledges || continued from here.
“Are you implying that you HAVE, and that I haven’t witnessed it yet?”
@soundwave--acknowledges
A rough day would be an understatement. All these scars and bandages and battered sense of hope, and for what? To find answers? All of this searching and risking seem to always a dead end. Empty handed. Tired.
Sophie was so, so tired. Curiosity and stubbornness could only get her so far. Up until there was no one left to come back to. Up until she inevitably ends up alone. She finds herself in another empty motel room, clothes and papers scattered. When she closed the door behind her, she leaned against it and slid to the floor. Her gaze went down to her hands, bruised and calloused over time. At this point, it didn’t even hurt anymore.
But then a sharp, piercing pain shot through her chest-- like she had been shot, but this wasn’t that. No, this. This was tied to something. A thought. A someone. As soon as the memories came pouring in, so did her hitched breathing. It’s been so long, and she hadn’t heard from him in so long. At times like these, he’d usually be there. Somehow and some way, he would always be there. Keeping tabs on her. But now--
“--Shit. No, stop.” she curled her fingers into fists.
That’s right. She’s all alone now.
soundwave--acknowledges replied to your post “about soph: a summary”
// sTINGER
[ I’M NOT EVEN GONNA LIE
I LOWKEY SHIPPED STINGER AND SOPH LMAo ]
Would you sleep with Bugly?
%Bird not want anything with “ugly” thing.% Never mind that his favoured companion was just as bug-eyed, but shhh. Laserbirb beautiful [to him].
♥
♥ Name one thing about the way their emotions work that they despise.
Optimus has always had a compulsion to measure his emotions against a set of external values - the mores of the strict caste-based society before the war, once upon a time, and more recently his own very strong perception of what the world ought to be.
This can be a pain in the actuators, because as we all know, emotions are seldom logical or tidy, and when they do not match up with these external values of his, it is not uncommon for him to be annoyed or made to feel guilty by this. He values self-discipline, and while logically he knows that it is impossible to make himself exist perfectly in line with those beliefs, there is a large part of him that disagrees on a base-coding level.
MEME Reference: [in-depth headcanons]
@soundwave--acknowledges
“Does the term DEBT mean anything to you?
Because if I recall correctly... the Decepticons owe me a considerable amount of credits.”
soundwave--acknowledges
“Just... be honest with me-- do you still like me? Not like I’m just ‘interesting’ or ‘tolerable’, but actually like me. And don’t try to rephrase my words or avert the question. I need to know.”
Rumble will take the offered servo, and be considerably pleased by the figurative appearance of two of his other favourite Soundwaves. He’s missed you.
He needs to hang out with you guys sometime..