#BLACKARACHNIA | Blackwldcw.

[13urningstars]

"Just hold me," they murmur. "Just... tell me that you love me and that you'll never leave me. That's all I want."

Cherrybomb froze slightly at the sudden contact, but the moment the words leave the arachnid's lips, she quickly relaxes. Oh nia... "Of course." The words are soft as she wraps her arms around the eukarian, holding blackarachnia against her chest in such a way that she's able to press a soft kiss against their helm. She's no stranger to the exhaustion, the one that pulls you down and the one that claws at the seams of your frame, threatening to pull you apart, leave you vulnerable and bare. "I love you so much moonlight." She starts, words soft and for her love alone. "And i could never leave you. You complete me, to leave you would tear me apart." Its a soft admittance, but one she hopes help's the arachnid realize how serious she is.

@13urningstars asked: “ tonight is about you. you can make it up to me some other time. “ OR “ you were always there when i needed you. let me repay the favor. “ [I legit couldnt pick between the two, so go with wich one gives you better inspo wbjdasjdk]

You were always there when I needed you. Let me repay the favour.

The arachnid glances downward, fangs worrying the inside of their cheek. They hated to be a burden, and they hated to be seen as weak or deserving of pity, but today, they're tired. An eon's old exhaustion is settling in their bones. Nearly all of their friends are dead. Cybertron is dead. Tarantulas, too, is presumed dead. All that is left is a handful of soldiers on either side on an organic planet, fighting over scant resources.

On days like this, they feel alone. Or, they would have, if Cherr hadn't come to check on them.

They glance at the other, and upon seeing the stubborn set of her jaw, sigh. Rather than argue the point, they lay their head against her shoulder. "Just hold me," they murmur. "Just... tell me that you love me and that you'll never leave me. That's all I want."

[battlexworned]

🍷💖

The registered code went by a different name. A name that Ironhide was currently holding dear and was decorated with a small Purple Heart on the side. Violet. His drunken state didn’t stop him from smiling and giggling like a love struck fool when he realized- that was Blackarachnia’s comm code. His upper body was literally dangling on the edge of his berth as he tapped the contact so he could message.

Prior to this, he was conflicted if to call them, but chickened out. Mostly because it was late at night, and Ironhide didn’t want to bother them in such ridiculous late hour. But now those worries aren’t stopping. Not only was he drunk off his ass, Ironhide was extremely touch starved.

:: viole ::

:: violettt ::

:: honeyyyy ::

:: darlin ::

:: sweetie ::

:: are y there? ::

:: I miss uuu ::

:: you’re soo fffffragin pretty I can nver get enough of yu ::

The last text message was an extremely butchered in grammar along with 3 sad emoticons. If a minute or two was taken to decipher what it was, it could’ve been read as follows: please come over.

[xxdoctor-djdxx]

💋

[aircommndr]

A Blackarachnia, a Starscream, a Teebs and a Tailgate all go to a wedding...

@blackwldcw , myself , @thee-forcefield-guy , @disposalbot

[13urningstars]

@blackwldcw liked for a Valentines day starter!

Valentines day. Its a popular earth holiday, equally hated and loved for how overly sappy most who celebrate it can be, but it's been one of cherr's favorites ever since she came to the planet. You couldnt blame her, not really, because when it came to the war, the idea of a day meant purely to show those that mean something to you that you love them (be it platonic, or romantic) was something she adored. Also she liked the aesthetic, but never the less-

This years valentines had gone smoothly, at least up until she had gotten to her last gift. Her final target of the day remained as elusive as ever and yet despite that, she continued on, be it through determination or sheer stubbornness. Blackarachnia was very much like a spider, not in her mannerisms, or the fact that she turned into one, but that she seemed to be always there, unless you were directly looking for her. Well, at least in Cherr's case.

The sun had begun to dip behind the clouds and the horizon, painting the sky in painted streaks of pinks and oranges when she had finally found her quarry, breathing out a sigh as small smile making its way onto her lips. "Your not an easy gal to find, you do know that don't you?" There's a soft joking tone that underlines her greeting, as she tucks a small package under her arm.

[yourxguardian]

⤻ *  ―  𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻𝒀 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. / @blackwldcw​ “When will it stop?”

Deep blue optics focused on her and he tilted his helm,  ❝ peace has ━ a high price to pay  ━ ❞

The last bit of his words were a high energy song that cut off before he shrugged. It was something he’d heard Optimus say before and not a cost Bee ever wanted to pay but it was too late to wish things were different. The only way for this to end was for them to win . . . Bee was past hoping that they would see optic to optic . . . or he WAS. Blackarachnia seemed to be capable of a conversation at least but he was still wary of her . . . he heard enough stories about her to know not to let his guard down.

[fairestfall]

to all my transformers fans, I did a thing 👉👈 multi-fandom Blackarachnia can be found @blackwldcw

[ofpolyhex]

@blackwldcw replied: “Well, you ARE intelligent. You can assess a highly dangerous situation accurately within the span of a nano-klick and then act accordingly. You’re excellent both with explosives and with more delicate work. And you know how to read people. All are signs of a very clever and intelligent mech, at least to me.”

“Oh. Oh!”

They’re not sure how to respond to that, so they settle for looking appropriately giddy. They turn away from Blackarachnia in a futile attempt to hide the way their mandibles curl inwards and their optic and biolights shift a more orange-y hue. They’re not blushing, thank you very much.

“Hehe, don’t compliment me too much, or it’ll go to my head and then I’ll start thinking I’m a super genius! You do not want a repeat of my probability matrix incident. Trust me.”

[sparkmender]

{ @blackwldcw }

“Yes… please.”

Rung reaches a servo out to Blackarachnia to take in her own time, a soft, slightly crooked smile tugging at his mouth.

"Hello. It's been a long day, I take it. My name is Rung-- and I've seen your face before, in some of Megatron's old image captures, but I can't say I know your name. What do you go by, dear?"

[xxdoctor-djdxx]

"Please... " The legless bot couldn't do anything other than beg softly, helplessly watching in horror as Delphi's CMO harvested his Conjunx's Transformation Cog before his very tearful optics... "Have mercy..."

Pharma's mind couldn't help but wonder how it must've felt... Not only did this poor mech have to witnesses his Conjunx's death but feel it as well.

"This is mercy..." Pharma assured, placing the T-cog in a black casing along with many identical to it. There was only one last space to fill. His icy optics were then placed on the next donor.

"Don't worry, You'll be reunited with your bondmate soon enough..." He begins to approach the legless bot, energon dripping from his servos onto the hard floor below.

"I'm sorry..."

....................

"I'm sorry!" Pharma's jolted awake. it took him a moment to realize that he wasn't back at Delphi, but at Nia's Flat in Iacon...

@blackwldcw

[battlexworned]

"Would you... like to hold her?" Blackarachnia murmurs, offering the cooing infant in their arms. "She's been asking for you, believe it or not."

In response, baby giggles, reaching out towards the mech with eagerly grasping hands. "Up! up up up!"

Ironhide was surprised at the sight of his partner showcasing their young infant who just managed to obtain their bipedal mode. This moment seemed so surreal, but the mech welcomed it regardless. He curved a small smile as he watched the young one extend her little hands and cheer, clearly excited to feel herself ascend further up- have the imagination to touch the skies. Ironhide hesitated at first, not wanting to hurt the young one in any way; she was much smaller than Blackarachnia, more fragile. But the more he thought about it, he couldn’t just refuse a little girl’s wish. He’s not that cold.

First, he nodded to his partner in agreement. And slowly but surely, his servos reached out. They both held each side of the young one’s body with the outmost care and gentleness Ironhide could deliver. After that, Ironhide was now holding the young one like how a father would hold their newborn child for the first time.

Looking at her now, the child looked just like Blackarachnia in a way. Yep, their daughter no doubt. Not only that, their eyes shined bright, their soul was free from all malice and burdens. Completely unaware of the horrors and suffering those before her have endured. Good, Ironhide is relieved of the fact that the young one won’t experience something like that, and never will.

“ Hey, lil’ lilac. “

He greeted the young one with a soft tone to his usual low, rumbling voice. It hasn’t been a minute and Ironhide already came up with an endearing nickname for her. He didn’t exactly know the baby’s name- or knew if she has yet to have one. So a nickname will work in this situation.

[battlexworned]

It’s late, and Blackarachnia isn’t certain if Ironhide will even answer, but they send a message to their partner’s comm link, anyway. ::Hey there, sweetspark… I know it’s the middle of the night, but I was wondering if I could come over? Or if not, if we could spend some time together tomorrow? It’s a Eukarian holiday today. The festival of the heart-strings, roughly translated. It’s a day dedicated to bonding ceremonies and fertility rites, feasting and dancing, that normally takes place during the onset of the monsoons.::

They pause. Their over-explanation is probably going to give him the wrong idea. ::I meant that— Slag. I’m not asking to hook up— I mean, I wouldn’t be OPPOSED to being intimate with you.::

Focus, ‘Nia. You’ve had one too many drinks. Don’t scare him.

:I guess what I’m trying to get out is that I’m lonely and homesick… and overwhelmed. I had another vision, and while it’s made me excited to continue my work, it’s also a reminder of… the life I could have had, if that makes sense.:: A shaky chuckle. ::Anyway, message me back when you can. Rest well.::

He’s struggling to sleep again.

It was mere inconvenience at this point, some nights he gains rest for just a few hours, some nights he doesn’t get rest at all. Ironhide doesn’t complain, it was like this for a long time ago. So what does he do at times like these? He spends the night either watching something from his data pad or simply stare at the ceiling above, rest his eyes while knowing that a true recharge won’t happen. Ironhide will choose the second option, he isn’t in the mood for burning his optics by light exposure.

As he stares at the ceiling, his processor can’t help itself but to think about others and what could they possibly be doing. His companions? Probably at a night shift. Ignite? Sleeping soundly in their own dorm as they should be… hopefully. Blackarachnia?

Hm… violet. Ironhide wondered,

His partner shares the same struggles. They too find it difficult to have a normal recharge schedule set in place. He wondered if they’re still awake and if it was alright to call them. Ironhide wanted to hear somebody, anybody. He wanted a voice he could listen to until his optics flicker and give up on trying to stay online. Mainly their voice… smooth and soothing. Should he call…? No. Probably not. Perhaps handling this on his own is for the best—

Ping!

Oh? Ironhide’s half lid optics finally lit up the moment he realized it was Blackarachnia who sent the message. With no seconds thoughts, he listened; at first Ironhide was happy that the arachnid offered to come over, he also widened his optics out of surprise for a solid second at the mention of intimacy… well, possible intimacy to be exact. Then it slowly turned to reasonable concern as he heard how Blackarachnia was overwhelmed and extremely homesick. His ride or die instinct kicked in, something that always occurs whenever a loved one needed assistance. If that’s the case, then it won’t be necessary for his partner to leave their dorm, for he is about to be on his way there instead.

Of course, he answered the comm link so they’d be aware, once sent, off he went:

:: I’m awake darlin’. Don’t worry ‘bout comin’ here, I’m on my way. ::

[xxdoctor-djdxx]

✏️

incorrect quote generator

Blackarachnia: PLEASE EXPLAIN WHAT UPSEXY IS!

Pharma: Could you rephrase the question, in like, two words maybe?

........

Pharma: If I may interject...

Blackarachnia:  Oh, awesome, Pharma was eavesdropping.

.......

Blackarachnia: So I got this amazing plan!

Pharma: We fail almost every time you say that.

Blackarachnia: Well this is the same! But with a hamster involved.

[battlexworned]

Ironhide arrived as fast as he could to their dorm, he may not be a flier, but his alt mode can be essential on going through places at such short time. In front of the door, Ironhide raised a clutched servo and softly struck the surface with two knocks. He thought while waiting for an answer. He thought of that holiday Blackarachnia was talking about. He was rather curious about how the rites looked and worked… well— if there were any rites his partner was planning to do. Ironhide knows of how distant they are towards superstitious things, but if they feel like performing a rite will make them feel more close to home, then Ironhide will gladly be at her side and help if given the chance.

Not only that, there was a new vision- a positive vision it seemed. The mech knew of his partner’s efforts to further improve the planet. He couldn’t help but wonder: was it a vision of those efforts coming to fruition? Looks like he’ll find out soon- for the door had opened and revealed—

…Oh wow.

It was a rare sight. Blackarachnia’s frame was vulnerable and exposed with only the white silk and beautiful accessories keeping them company. Their scarlet optics lit up in happiness as they exhaled his name and exclaimed a foreign phrase; Ironhide’s audials caught the syllables now familiar to him, although he has yet to decipher it accurately. Soon enough he will… very soon.

Before he was guided inside the dorm, the mech noticed the faint holes on their cheeks similar to how humans’ faces do when they smile- dimples. His opinion of them stayed the same: it was an adorable feature. It felt like he was seeing a different side of Blackarachnia, one that no one caught sight of. Ironhide wasn’t sure if they did this knowingly, judging by their mannerisms. If they did— then Ironhide felt honored, moved. Because they were beautiful.

“ I’m glad to see ya too, violet. An’ nah, I’m fine for now. “

Ironhide gently declined the offer of a drink or snacks, not feeling the crave for them at the moment. After his answer, the mech looked around the room around them, then his glance moved towards his partner once again.

“ So— festival of heart-strings, ya wouldn’t mind teachin’ me more ‘bout it, right? “

@battlexworned cont. from here

Don’t worry ‘bout that, darlin’. I’m on my way.

Blackarachnia, as luck would have it, doesn’t have to wait very long at all for a response. His fond words make their heart flutter. They could really call for any reason, and he’d be right there to rescue them, wouldn’t he?

Giggling, they rise to their feet. They sway for a moment before regaining their balance, or at least whatever balance they have left after six or so drinks. They pad out to the living room and flop backwards onto the couch as they wait.

The silence soon grows stifling, as all they can hear is their heart and their soft breathing. It also reminds them that they’re currently alone. There is no ritual fire here, just a few flickering candles and the flat’s dim nocturnal lighting. Her sisters are not here, and the sound of drums and exultant voices is absent.

There are no recordings of the music inside the caves. To do so would be… sacrilegious. So, they scroll through their human music collection until they find something that’s close enough. Some new age band in a language they don’t recognise.

They’re a few songs in when they hear a knock on the door. With a hum and a soft smile, they rise and, after another bout of dizziness, travel through the foyer.

Perhaps, they’re too intoxicated to remember their current state. Perhaps, they really do trust Ironhide more than they realise. Either way, they’ve completely forgotten that they’re still in traditional clothing, maskless and armourless, when they open the door.

They lock eyes with their partner, and light dawns on their face. Dimples appear on their purple cheeks as they grin. “Ironhide,” they breathe. They exclaim a foreign word, musical and full of warmth, as they grasp onto his servos and gently pull him inside. “I’m so glad to see you. Sit, sit. You want anything to eat, or drink? Oh, I’m so happy I won’t have to celebrate alone.”

[13urningstars]

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My Opinion on;

Character in general: Blackarachnia is definetly one of my favs althought idk how to explain why How they play them: Stunningly. 10/10. The amount of thought and hcs and things that youve put into her is amazing and i cant wait to see what else you so with her in the future!! The Mun: We havent talked a super amount, but tak is like genuinly one of the nicest people ive met here so far

Do I:

RP with them: yes (one thread) Want to RP with them:  YES very much so

What is my;

Overall Opinion: amazing blog if your not following go follow rn go do it

[aircommndr]

@blackwldcw asked: ✏️ | INCORRECT QUOTE GENERATOR

Blackarachnia : Don't break someone's heart, they only have one. Starscream: Break one of their bones instead, they have 206 of them.

Starscream: Blackarachnia , you're my best friend. Blackarachnia : Best friend? BEST friend?! Bitch, I'm your only friend. Blackarachnia : I'M THE ONLY ONE CAPABLE OF TOLERATING YOUR DUMB ASS!

Blackarachnia : Y’know, maybe things aren’t so bad. I’m here. I got the nice ocean breeze. Just alone with my thoughts. Starscream: Hey, Blackarachnia . Blackarachnia : GODDAMNIT

Starscream: Can you be quiet?! I'm trying to think. Blackarachnia : Don't worry. Doing anything for the first time is difficult.