#bombrush

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3. What outfit or style of clothing is your character most often seen wearing?Usually v-collared sweaters or suits. 

6. What kind of media would (or does) your character consume? This includes books, tv shows, video games, and moviesHe’s a TV man for sure, lol

10. Does your character have a particular way of talking or acting?He moves his hands a lot, especially when he goes on a rant.

15. What’s one thought, idea, goal, dream, or desire that your character is most ashamed of having?For his son to forgive him. And by shame, it’s not so much him being embarrassed about, it’s more just him being like “I shouldn’t hope for this, I don’t even deserve to hope for it, but I do.” 

Big spoon/Little spoon?Bombrush is a the happy, cuddling big spoon and Soundwave is the irritated little spoon who wants to hit him for Bombrush’s clingingness but is far too comfortable to do so. 

Favorite non-sexual activity?Cooking together

What is their favorite feature of their partner’s?I’m doing to assume this means physical feature… Bombrush likes Soundwave’s eyes and Soundwave won’t admit it, but Bombrush’s scars.   

Nicknames? & if so, how did they originate?No nicknames really… Unless Perverted Bastard counts as one for Bombrush? Soundwave gave it to him just because well… it’s Bombrush. XD

Who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant?Soundwave, he’s got a great memory, lol. 

Who initiates kisses?They both do, but Bombrush does more than Soundwave. 

Who kisses the hardest?Soundwave, because he likes to have a one-up on Bombrush, but Bombrush isn’t complaining~

Who wants to stay in bed just a little longer?Bombrush because a) he hates mornings and b) he’s hoping for another round. 

Who leaves little notes in the other’s one lunch? (Bonus: what does it usually say?)They both do, but usually Bombrush is the one who leaves super flirty ones (sometimes a little perverted). Soundwave just sends notes back like “your messages are ridiculous for someone your age” or “think of your position and stop embarrassing yourself.” Soundwave does kind of like them though. XD

What do their family/friends think of their relationship?No one understands, lol. They just know that they’re both happy, but no one gets why they’re together because everyone thought Soundwave HATED Bombrush. 

Who cooks more/who is better at cooking?They’re both actually really good at cooking, lol. 

Who whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear during inappropriate times?BOMBRUSH

What would be their theme song?HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM not too sure, to be perfectly honest. Probably True Love by P!nk, honestly don’t know. 

Soundwave gave a small sigh when she felt her husband's fingers rub at her sore feet and ankles. Ever since they had married and she had been coming along in her pregnancy, he wasn't acting as immature and perverted as he normally did. He was actually behaving like a decent gentleman who wanted to dote on his wife.

Not that she would let him dote on her like a spoiled princess, but she didn't mind indulging herself with these little massages. Being five months along, her belly was started to swell and her feet were aching more. And Bombrush was more than willing to give her a nice foot rub when they got home.

"Feeling good?"

She glanced up at her smirking husband and rolled her eyes, leaning back into the couch. "Maybe."

"I know of a few other things that will make you feel really good."

She didn't even need to look at him to know the damn fool was smirking. "Keep that up and you're sleeping on the couch."

"Yes, my dear," he chuckled, going quiet again as he continued his massage.

Bombrush had never told her what had happened to her husband. Well, she supposed former husband. All she knew was that Bombrush promised to take care of him for her, that she and her children would never have worry about him again. Apparently, he had some friends of his handle the man and she had never seen him again.

Soundwave had a feeling that she knew what happened, but she didn't really bother to question it. Neither she nor her children really care, just as long as he was gone. Besides, living with Bombrush wasn't bad at all. As it had turned out, he actually had his own cottage, so to speak, so they had moved in with him shortly after Razorcut's disappearance.

It was an old little hut, but sturdy and had enough rooms for her four sons, though the twins had to share a room. Not that they minded. And she, of course, shared the bed with him. Again, not that she minded.

She never would have thought that a wolf-man would be as attentive and caring as Bombrush was. Perverted, most definitely, but he genuinely loved and cared for her. He even cared about the children, who liked him back. She was just glad that her children were content with their new father-figure and that they didn't have any ill feelings towards her and the disappearance of their father.

And, truth be told, she was glad that even she was happy. She couldn't remember the last time she was content with her life, but with Bombrush... Even though she would never admit it out loud (otherwise she would never hear the end of it), she was living a blissful life that she always wanted.

Oi... These fics just seem to be going on and on forever... Oh well. That’s what I get for waiting to transfer things over from dA to here. Luckily though, after these prompts, I won’t spam you guys with any more work for a while. Gonna do that on my AO3 account.