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i can be trusted on a nature walk i promise. i promise i will stay on the trail and will not run off into the forest never to be seen again i promise
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Sparkplug comes lazily scootling out from his nest under Optimus’ desk, feelers waving as he wanders towards the mess.
…At least someone’s happy there’s food on the floor.
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Slowly lets a snack drop on the floor like it's not a gift
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The beetle is in genuine disbelief. His antenna press back as his mandibles fold together tight, opalescent wings giving an agitated shake before he manages to still them.
Still, the agitation leaks into his deep, thrumming voice as he asks, “What, precisely, are you insinuating with this gesture?”
He is no voiceless beast, no scavenging pest. Optimus is the mantled Prime of Iacon, the chosen Conduit of the Matrix, the Oberon written of in stories— he is not a pet.
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Pspsps all you want, he’s leery of anything as full of cold steel and iron as such a giant metal construct promises to be.

Come here, Bugtimus. Soundwave is on a mission to catch 'em all.
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Optimus ducks to come through the doorway, ever-mindful not to catch his horn or the decorative drapings adorning him.
“Is this… really necessary? I find myself doubtful that the human drone-soldiers will be impressed by regalia.”
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thinkin about Oppy climbing up into a regular cybertronian’s hands and curling up to take a nap…………
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“Do I count among the tally? Or is it the ability to turn into a truck that matters?”
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There’s a shimmer in the air, something strange and wonderful.
Soon, it promises. Soon, soon.
Optimus lifts his horns to the wind, wings shaking out from where they fold away beneath his elytra to spread wide under the returning sunlight.
Spring is but a breath away, it seems. Soon the Hive will wake and life will resume… and rejoice. As is their way.
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Been abit stuck with ideas, so decided to just mash dragons and whatever theme comes to mind. Kind of my default/go-to if I’m in a creative rut or have no idea what to do.
Decided to go with plants. But not just any plants - carnivorous plants! Dragons based on the Venus Fly Trap, Pitcher Plant & the Sundew plant respectively.
And remember folks: A dragon a day keeps the depression away
🐲👍
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Send 👋 to pat my muse's head
Send 👋 + reverse for my muse to pat your muse's head //disclaimer: ask might be deleted if my muse wouldn't pat yours
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Four years ago I did some dumb doodles of a beetle and there’s been chaos and hiveday Friday ever since
I wanted to do a bit of design tweaking & show off body paint, so here is a giant bug to read you bedtime stories 💕
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Would you like a gift (freely given)?
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