The Half-Pint Little One
How are you, my dear?.. I've missed you so much...

M’alright. Feelin’ better, been keepin’ busy. How’re ya?

newvagabond:

did-you-kno:

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(sneaks into the bedroom and cuddles up on the bed)

There’s a sleepy yawn before Pint turns over and cuddles next to him with a half-conscious purr. Two more little frames curl up at Bee’s back, purring also- the sparklings had gone to join Mama the same way, only to be more than happy to cuddle Bee.

captainrodimus:

I could do a long and sappy farewell - which, honestly, I don’t care for - or I can go with this: 

GOODBYE AND THANKS FOR ALL THE FISH gushing over giant robots! <3

((Do come by occassionally and let us know how yer doin’ dear! *HUGS*))

HALFPIIIINT you and me should just hang out one day and listen to all the music! I've got Zenyatta Mondattaaaa!

the-scrappy-stinger:

thehalfpintlilone:

Who’s Zenyatta Mondataaaa?

It’s an album by The Police!

The Police?! But I ain’t done nothin’ wrong!

HALFPIIIINT you and me should just hang out one day and listen to all the music! I've got Zenyatta Mondattaaaa!

Who’s Zenyatta Mondataaaa?

A pair of orange optics peer at you shyly before a little bronze/copper frame inches forward ever so slowly until Primus has a mechling hugging his leg.

ask-primus:

thehalfpintlilone:

ask-primus:

thehalfpintlilone:

ask-primus:

The old light god smiled, bending over to lift the little mech into his warm, strong arms. “Welcome, little one…”

There was a soft chitter and he blushed as he was scooped up and hugged before shyly whispering. “Taught hug needed.”

"Thank you… hugs help very much, little love…"

"Mama say hugs help. Mama needs lots’a hugs also!"

"It truly does… Thank you… I’m already feeling better."

There was another blush and a soft chortle. “Welcome. Glad ya’s feelin’ better-er.”

A pair of orange optics peer at you shyly before a little bronze/copper frame inches forward ever so slowly until Primus has a mechling hugging his leg.

ask-primus:

thehalfpintlilone:

ask-primus:

The old light god smiled, bending over to lift the little mech into his warm, strong arms. “Welcome, little one…”

There was a soft chitter and he blushed as he was scooped up and hugged before shyly whispering. “Taught hug needed.”

"Thank you… hugs help very much, little love…"

"Mama say hugs help. Mama needs lots’a hugs also!"

A pair of orange optics peer at you shyly before a little bronze/copper frame inches forward ever so slowly until Primus has a mechling hugging his leg.

ask-primus:

The old light god smiled, bending over to lift the little mech into his warm, strong arms. “Welcome, little one…”

There was a soft chitter and he blushed as he was scooped up and hugged before shyly whispering. “Taught hug needed.”

why muns can't have nice things:
Me: *tries to reply to a one liner*
Muse: *emotion and word dump that goes on for like 5 pages single spaced and that's AFTER being restrained and heavily edited*
Me: *tries to reply to a para*
Muse: *has to be negotiated with for an hour before putting down like 5 sentences maybe*