#terransparks

[anabisetia]

Earthspark terrans Twitch and Thrash gachapon shaker charm is on my Etsy link in bio

[mapping-constellations]

@terransparks​ asked: [ Twitch // @terransparks for Thrash! ♡ ][ cup ]  –  for the sender’s muse to cup the receiver’s face, and brush their thumb along the receiver’s cheek.

Except, she's really nervous from the painful jolt in their connection, and not very gentle with her brother when she zooms over and nearly tackles him."Thrash!! What happened?? Are you hurt?? What happened what happened what happened--"

the intimacy of hands

Thrash yelps as he’s nearly bowled over, stumbling back as his sister surges forward. “Twitch!” He laughs, something in his expression softening immediately when she cups his cheek so tenderly. She really does care— of course, she’s his twin, and he’d be just as fiercely protective.

“I was exploring in the woods and a big furry thing scratched me, so I transformed and came back.” He’s got a big scratch mark right on the front of him, but it looks like only paint is gone— he’ll be alright.

[dadtwo]

@terransparks

     “ My lab ain’t a place for a newspark like you, I’m afraid.” Twitch is very insistent, he’s come to find, and normally he eventually relents. But this just isn’t something he’ll cave on for once. It’s true that his lab simply isn’t safe, especially for such a curious Terran.

[mr-optimus]

@terransparks

Twitch flinches back in shock, wide optics staring at the broken glass.

"Oh!! I am so sorry!!"

Taking the basketball from his servo, she hovers a little lower and looks up at Optimus, concern in her big orange optics.

"...Does it hurt? I'm really sorry, Optimus, I didn't realize..."

“I’m alright, little one. Merely a scratch and a simple fix. You have no reason to worry.” He brushes the remaining pieces from the crevices of his chassis and makes note to ask Wheeljack for assistance once he returns to base. Instinctually, he reaches out with his field, intending to comfort her only to draw back.

He wasn’t sure if the Terrans even knew how to read an EMF much less feel one, given their emotional link rested with Mo and Robby. 

So, he settles to place a digit against her helm with a gentle and affectionate sweep. 

“Just mind your strength around the humans.” 

[mr-optimus]

"Hey, Optimus! Have you seen our basketball? Robby and I were going to play against Thrash and Mo, but we can't find it anywhere."

The little red Terran flies up to hover in front of the Prime, servos on her hips.

[Twitch || @terransparks ♡]

[also HIII I am so happy to see a TFE Optimus!!]

"Do you mean this basketball?" He opens his palm to reveal the toy. But there is a very noticeable crack in one of his windshields. In fact, it was more of a hole than a crack, broken glass splintering out beneath his pedes. And he'll deny any accusation that he honked out of terror when he felt the ball smash into his chest.

"Do be careful, Twitch."