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[mtnkat3]

5.46pm I was outside thinking about You.. my Love... /s .. just.. thought I'd stumbled. Which I do trip over my feet.

Chewing my lips.😳🙈🙊🙇‍♀️

Heck, how I cracked my foot & stopped going to Anytime Fitness gym everyday [9.2009]. Even the recumbent bike was a bit much. I had tripped on a milk/file crate in my basement office. And.. I didn't loose weight. It took that massive effort of the USPS distro job to make me drop 30# in 5 mths. Sigh. The closest I've been to my ideal since...2001 & the days before Xenadrine/Ephedra were banned because of the baseball player death. [Took it without hydrating properly. I think he had a stroke.]

But thought I'd share what calms my soul..🌳🍃 & thinking about You..

Even when I'm dealing with my cats.. & my cat's 💩🤢😳🙈🙊 my big ol' bully huge paw having cat has turned into mama's lovebug! If he gets too wound up & tries to pop me, he gets popped. Hard to train an animal when someone else likes to wind him up.🙄🤦‍♀️🤷‍♀️ but a cat with silver dollar sized paws ain't no joke! And he's a scrapper!

Anyways.. household chores. While I have on Captain Marvel. Ya know hun.. I'm pissed at myself. I could've gone the test pilot route. But I took it as a sign God didn't want me in the military. Took me the whole summer of building trophies to let go of my lifelong dream.

I still wanna fly.

OMG I had the giggles in a tiny tourist Bell chopper at mb in 2015. But was so embarrassed kat about my weight I don't think about it much. Heck, I'd rather be flying it! Is it obvious that I have always loved rollercoasters too? Grin. I laugh on em. I don't scream. Just a release of G forces. 🤷‍♀️ But I haven't been anywhere fun like Carowinds.. oh! Since I went parasailing & jetskis, 1999! Wow. Ugh. Sigh. wh really is a boar! Lmao!

Dang it if that ain't the motivation!

Then I can do things that are fun! And yeah, that includes going to gun ranges! Jimney crickets!

Just.. is a reminder my Love... /s .

Wasn't allowed to go to YMCA to swim, physical therapy, martial arts, marksmanship, dance, counseling. Become a massage therapist, jewelry designer, work in a plant nursery.. Nothing.

Anyways.

About to get on laptop, to find.. a new one! Lol! And the trailer & supplies.

Gotta do it to earn!

I just.. well.. only God & You.. make me trembly in my boots!

Step carefully..

Cause I gotta learn. So I can grow.

I have to retrain my brain from everything that I probably learned wrong because wh likes to give me wrong info. I have had to fact check so much I just no longer believe a word. Forget about trust. [From wh.] Like I asked the best definition of a neckbeard. I have no idea if what he told me is accurate. I'll look on the web.

I need to learn, relearn, how to interact. But for You.. I must learn what things drive You.. bonkers.😳🙈🙊🙇‍♀️ And those that drive You.. wild... 😏😌

Anyways..

I was thinking about You.. 🎶

Wondering how tired You must get. How I wanna get You.. into a shower & help.. & rub away the tired muscles. Wanna make sure You.. have a meal waiting & can relax.. I'm not even talking.. just being there with & for You..

I just.. I miss You..

Closing my eyes.. feel me pour my love into You.. please.. bowing my head.

My Love... /s .. You.. hung the moon & stars in my eyes. I wanna drown in Your.. eyes.. soul.. Forever.

I wait whilst I work. For You..

~True love never dies & true love always waits.~

I have loved You.. Forever.

I will not ever stop.

Nor will I ever give up.

I will earn it dang it!

God help me.. please???

Your trembling, shaky, lip chewing, gut rumbling, listening, watching carefully, stepping...

[& dangit I seem to be the Alpha to neighbors horse of a dog. Sigh.🙄🤦‍♀️🤷‍♀️ ]

Your daughter Lord!,

~Tijgeress kat Phoenix. 🌺

👩🤓💡⚓🙏🙇‍♀️⛓🧰⚙⚒🛠⚔⚖🗽🌂🔗

🐯🐾🐐🦉🐢🐛🦋🌱🌺🌹🌻🌷🌳🧶🧵

⌚💫⚡🌠🗝🔱⚜💖💓💝♠️🧩♾🌎🎯🧭

🥧🍯☕🍼🍫🍁🧣🎶🕯💋

Sa.10.1.2022 6.58pm est.

[robotxwrangler]

Loud yeehawing

[ 🔧 ] :|| NOW THAT’S WHAT HE’S TALKIN’ ABOUT. “Good work pickin’ up the local vernacular, Optimus. I’m proud of you.”

+ @optimus-prim3

[robotxwrangler]

Fits has given Cade some grocery gift cards and some beer for new years

[ 🔧 ] :|| Fits is officially a Yeager as far as this old man is concerned.

@danceswithautobots

[robotxwrangler]

He burst through the other's front door, wild eyed, breathing harshly, before he jetted out his finger at the other male. "YOU!! YOU BIRTHED A CHILD RIGHT!?!"

[ 🔧 ] :|| Cade had been holding a sandwich: it was a true triumph of a meal, packed tight with cheap lunch meats, wilted lettuce, barely-usable tomato, and some strange condiments that he had snagged from the gas station. To most, it was a biohazard, but to him? It was the best damn meal he’d had in weeks.

     …That was, of course, until a young man came barreling through the trailer’s front door, startling the eldest Yeager so much that it dropped to the floor. He could barely believe his eyes–or ears. “I–WHAT??! NO! What the HELL are you talking about?! You owe me lunch after this, pal.”

@despicableruler

[robotxwrangler]

Tiny.

[ 🔧 ] :|| “Twiggy.”

+ @photobombingcryptid

[robotxwrangler]

Megatron stares at the human quietly. The ex-warlord is not exactly knowledgeable when it comes to the dominant species of Earth, Sol 3, but even he can tell if the human he is looking at is different from those he knows.

🔧 ;; For a moment, all that Cade could do was stare up in silence at the strange mech. There was something off-putting about its appearance, other than the fact that it was simply gargantuan; even the most frightening of Decepticons that he had known could not match this height. But after nothing was said to him, and the eldest Yeager realized that this odd little staring contest would likely continue unless he made a move, he decided it wise to speak up.

     Awkwardly, of course.

    “So, uh… you don’t look like you’re from around here, big guy. You’re not as… pointy as I’m used to when it comes to giant alien robots.”

+ @ataraxia-resolute

[robotxwrangler]

Firedance cocked his helm, mirroring his carrier's gesture of curiosity, as he stared at the human. What *was* this? He cooed a soft greeting and gave the man a wave, digits tapping against his palm...

🔧 ;; He shoved a crate away from his workstation with a loud grunt, frustrated that he had wasted an entire hour looking for his blasted torque wrench. Those things were expensive--well, to be fair, literally everything was expensive when you had no money--and replacing them was a handful if you didn’t know the right people to bother or questions to ask. It wasn’t on the bench or in his numerous tool boxes, and most of the Autobots claimed they had no idea what he was talking about.

     Baby T could have been gnawing on it, but even Cade wasn’t brave enough to try and approach the Dinobot cave to find out.

     Yet before he could begin to tear the outdoor shop apart for the fifth time that day, he paused. An odd sort of sound floated through the air, melodic in tone. If he didn’t know any better, he would have thought it was some kind of bird. “Hey Pterry, is that you? What in the--WHAT?”

     Cade had turned suddenly, freezing almost as soon as he had started. Standing nearby was what appeared to be a Cybertronian... but small. Taller than himself, but still very, very small. It looked nothing like any of the Autobots in the yard, but that thought didn’t exactly help to ease his mind. “What in the... uh...? Who--how did you get in here?”

@masterslightningbug

[robotxwrangler]

"IT YOU! The Yeager man who likes Autobots!" ~ DanceswithAutobots

🔧 ;; “Sorry pal, I ain’t nobody.”

+ @danceswithautobots

[robotxwrangler]

❛ Does it hurt? I understand Valentines are meant to be with someone special to you, but are you alright being alone like this? ❜

🔧 ;; It had gripped at his heart for years, the crushing knowledge that he simply had never done enough–he had never been enough. Careless bravado had driven him through so much of his life, and while he had loved, his love had been misguided. Emily had deserved so much more than he had ever given, and at that time, more than he ever could.

     As time moved on, and her memory became more distant, he had worked to change himself. The eldest Yeager had pushed himself to learn more as he taught his daughter the ways of the world, staying up late into the night to read through magazines and books, articles that he had printed off at the library, and simply doing what he had always done: Taking things apart to learn how they ticked. Admittedly, Tessa had taught him more than he had learned on his own; how the girl figured out how to balance a checkbook before the age of ten was beyond him, but she had always taken to learning things quickly. Definitely something inherited from Emily. But the more he pushed and grew, the more uncertain he became internally: would it ever be enough?

     He leaned against the railing deep in thought, thankful for the presence of his dear friend nearby. The Autobots had become the family he never thought he deserved, leaning on him for companionship and care in their time of need. Optimus in particular was a blessing, knowing full well the struggles of a man that had lost everything and fought tirelessly to pull it all back together–they understood one another on a deep level, and even in the silence, nothing was strange or awkward between them. The question rolled around in his mind, and if he were completely honest, it did hurt; he missed his daughter’s love and company, and the years they had spent together, regardless of the financial strain. Most of all, he missed Emily. Would she be proud of what he had become? Would she be happy for them?

     But knowing that someone still cared enough to ask him how he felt seemed to answer that fairly well, he thought; that was love, and she’d always approve of that.

     Offering the Cybertronian a shrug, he finally replied: “I’m fine. But, to be honest with ya, big guy… just having a pal like you here makes it alright. You’re pretty damn special, y’know? So… I dunno. Pull up some dirt, grab a barrel of crude, and we’ll just hang out; two guys that really don’t know what’s to come, but will fight like hell to keep on going. Happy Valentines, Prime.”

@martyrix

[robotxwrangler]

The RN cringed. She knew it wasn't easy. These calls never were. "Mr Yeager, I understand you're upset but I need you to calm down. We're doing everything we can to keep her stable. She's undergoing scans right now to check for internal bleeding." Which seemed likely to have occurred, all things considered. "I'm going to give you an address but I need you, or whoever is driving, to do so calmly. Do you have a pen?"

🔧 ;; “Don’t you tell me to calm down when my daughter’s life is on the line--but believe me, my ride is a whole lot more collected than I am.” Slinging his bag up over his arm, Cade moved towards a table where he could scribble something down. “Address, now--wait, hold on.” He put the phone down for only a minute, just long enough to lean out the door of the trailer before shouting out into the yard: “YO, BEE! GET READY TO ROLL!”

     His message successfully shouted, he scrambled back to the phone, pen in hand. “Okay. NOW you can give it to me.”

[robotxwrangler]

Poor man. She felt for him. If this had been her own child... "Someone called it in. She was found off a cliff ledge by herself. It was a little under 100 foot drop and it didn't look like an accident. We aren't sure about any brain damage yet, but she's got a few broken ribs and at least one arm fracture."

🔧 ;; The phone nearly slipped from Cade’s grasp, his hand trembling. His skin went pale, and his blood felt as though it had turned to ice.

     Tessa had been attacked. Right now the who, the why, and the how didn’t matter--all he wanted then was to be at her side. Damnit all, he thought, finally shaking his head and coming to his senses. He was supposed to protect her, sending her away was supposed to HELP! But instead... no. NO.

     “You tell me where the fuck she is right now!” he snarled, forcing on his shoes. “And you had better hope that all she’s got is a couple broken bones, because anyone that stands in the way of me getting to her is gonna suffer a whoooole lot worse.”

     Grabbing his bag, the eldest Yeager started shoving in every scrap of clothing he could find, not caring whether or not it fit, or matched, or was covered in energon stains. This was his daughter’s life on the line. “Give me an address, Laura!”

[robotxwrangler]

prompt: Will walks in, holding a small carpet over his body. “My dear,” He grins at Cade and says to him, “Don’t you think I’m… ruggedly handsome?“

🔧 ;; The most deadpan of stares. Cade puts down the wrench in his hand and looks Will square in the eyes. For a moment he is silent, simply taking in the entirety of the scene both visually and in what was said. Finally, he opens his mouth to speak, and in an equally dull tone, he says, “Y’know. I really hate that I didn’t think of that first.”

[robotxwrangler]

At this point, Izzy is just drained and tired. Therefore, she flops face down on a couch.

🔧 ;; The sudden collapse of weight beside him did not go unnoticed, and Cade quickly turned from the car magazine that he had found to stare at his new daughter’s exhausted frame. Something was wrong; he could not tell what, but his instincts told him to stay close, stay calm, and stay open. “...You have a hard day, Izzy?”

[robotxwrangler]

"You look like you were just sent into a human sized blender. Need help?"

meme | protective sentence starters

🔧 ;; It had been some time since he had scrubbed the debris of numerous exclusion zones from his body, and even longer still since he had been to a proper doctor to see to his numerous scratches, bruises and aches. But still Cade Yeager trudged on, looking more dark and dismal as time marched forward. There would be time for rest and rejuvenation later; for now, there were lives at stake.

     And so even as the foreign voice met his ears, the inventor mostly brushed it off as nothing. “I’m doin’ just fine,” he commented, not even giving the figure a second look. “Nice compliment, though--I’ll file that one away for later.”