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free-my-mindd · 1 year
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elejah-wonderland · 17 days
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faycb · 1 year
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crassussativum · 2 years
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@turianspeedjunkie
He’d sent Cato off, the boy pouting in his endearingly cute way and begging to stay just a little longer. At least long enough to tell Dius bye. Mav had told him he didn’t need to, that he could come visit again in another day or so. He didn’t tell the boy that he just needed some quiet moments with his mate, a little time to make sure he was truly okay and himself again without the pressure of anyone else looking on.
Mav took the boy’s spot beside his sleeping mate, settling in against him as gently and quietly as he could and then easing an arm over him. Dius’ scent found its way up his nose in no time and in short order, he felt their Spirits straining toward each other. 
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kbourgerie · 9 months
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aaronmakaimura · 8 months
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"They're fine."
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autobot2001 · 2 months
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Another Good Day
Author: Autobot2001 Henre: Fanfiction Fandom: Transformers Rating: E Warning: None pairing: Drift X Jamie (OC) Description: Cogman and Vivian has another idea of how Drift and Jamie can spend time together.
@fluffyfebruary: partners @fluffbruary: tea cakes | flood | feature
Crosshairs and Drift sit on the couch in the living room, listening to the crackling fire. It's one in the morning, and neither can sleep. Jamie's mental health and lack of interest worries them. "You should go to bed," Drift says, "if this insomnia is going to keep up and I use all my holoform's energy—." "Then you should also go to bed. We're partners in battle and — what?" Crosshairs asks, seeing Drift's smile. "Just thinking about how our relationship is." "I already said the only thing I'd change is Jamie's mental health and that damn chemical in her blood. I love both my battle partners. We are partner guardians to Jamie, but I think we're more like a family. I worry about you and Jamie," Drift rests his head on Crosshairs' shoulder and yawns, "come on, I'm not letting you sleep in here." The two stand up, the fire is out, and the two go upstairs.
With how late they went to bed, both mechs slept in until nine. "So much for a workout," Crosshairs complains. "Lazy aft," Drift teases, "go now. You'll be done by the time Jamie is awake." Crosshairs doesn't bother convincing Drift to join him. Drift lies next to Jamie, wondering what the plan for today could be. This changes to thinking about how much he loves Jamie. Drift isn't bothered that this has happened frequently in the past few weeks. He loves every physical feature about her. He's not sure if he should like Jamie's short stature as it's an effect of the chemical that was injected to kill her twenty-one years ago. Drift loves Jamie's personality, save for her mental health. To Drift, his relationship with his cross-dimensional traveler is like romantic relationships on Cybertron; not always perfect. The two in the relationship know to accept flaws happen unless it's accepting a toxic relationship. He's seen on Earth there's too much of an expectation for the relationship to be perfect. Drift didn't realize how long he'd thought about Jamie until he felt her move. "Good morning," Drift smiles. "Sleep." "Nope, it's ten in the morning. Time to get up." Drift holds onto Jamie and gets off the bed. He carries her out of the room.
Crosshairs is displeased seeing Drift walk into the kitchen. "You ruined it!" He complains. Drift sees that Crosshairs had planned to bring breakfast upstairs. How long of a workout did he do? Drift questions, seeing Crosshairs made pancakes. He sets Jamie on a bar stool at the island and sits next to her. Crosshairs made Jamie and himself coffee while he made Drift tea. It's quiet while the three eat.
The two mechs talk about the plan for the day while cleaning the kitchen. Other than deciding not to go out, they're still determining what the plan is for the day.
The day is the same as most days until the three walk into the kitchen at three. The femme watches Drift get the box of nut bars from the cabinet. She tells Drift Cogman made tea cakes. Crosshairs smiles, knowing what Cogman and Vivian planned. "Go be with your partner," he tells Drift. Crosshairs watches as Drift takes Jamie's hand and takes her to the living room. He smiles, seeing the two doing something together. He doesn't consider Vivian or himself creating opportunities for Drift and Jamie to do something together as unusual. Vivian follows with a tray prepared with a plate of tea cakes, a small stainless steel pitcher with hot water, a creamer full of milk, two cups with tea bags placed in them, and a small sugar bowl. Cogman walks into the kitchen, just missing Vivian leaving. Crosshairs tells him that Drift and Jamie went to the living room, and Vivian brought the tray.
Drift knows what Cogman and Vivian are trying to do. He doesn't mind their help. The coffee table is moved in front of the sectional. Drift finds a movie to watch as the two enjoy tea and tea cakes. Jamie leans on Drift when she's not drinking her tea. Sunstreaker found out where Drift and Jamie were and snuck a few pictures. He smiles as he takes them. Drift will love these. Sunstreaker thinks. He closes the door before either realize it's open and goes upstairs to print the pictures.
Drift and Jamie stay in the living room until dinner. By then, the movie is over. The others see how happy Drift and Jamie are. Regretting they didn't think of helping the two do things together sooner. Hoping to keep it up.
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MCF: MADE IN JAPAN
IIJIMA HIROKI
INUKAI ATSUHIRO
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soulinkpoetry · 2 years
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The most essential part of self care and preservation of sanity is time alone. Just poetry, music, a good smelling candle and good food.
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thespiritpixie · 2 years
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🖤🖤 just little old me
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2lovepoetry · 1 year
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being-noovoo · 11 months
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Gorgeous gorgeous girls take time for themselves, gorgeous gorgeous girls take care of themselves
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gagesfall · 1 year
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interiorreflections · 10 months
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austeregreen · 1 year
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For the last time:
I am NOT "alienating myself" or "not wanting to spend my time with family/friends/SO".
I am loading my social battery, alone, exactly because I want to be able to spend more time with you (without hurting myself).
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storiesfrombeth · 2 years
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I'm in an extra quiet flat now.
I've been trying to keep it busy with podcast listening and music playing. Having people over for dinners. Keeping the place active.
I like my alone time. I think I've been told I shouldn't - that being alone is strange. But often I need that alone time. Then, when I've had too much alone time, I berate myself for feeling lonely. Independent woman and all that - as if feeling lonely makes me less than, that I should be so completely self-sufficient.
My partner is away for work, for a few months. I have the flat to myself. It’s tidier than normal. Quieter. Less stuff around, less dishes by the sink at the end of the day, less clothes in the laundry basket.
I miss this person and the traces of their presence.
The dirty socks that end up forgotten by the sofa after a long day. The beer glasses in the recycling - a drink I simply don't enjoy alone. The fridge normally full of unpronounceable vegetables and stinky cheeses and strange jars of pastes and picklings, now bearing just a few carrots, a butternut squash, feta - my leftovers from solo dinner in an old plastic takeaway box.
I miss bringing coffee to a sleepy face in the mornings. Or being greeted with music already on in a kitchen sizzling with creations when I open the front door.
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