Listen. Daniel busted his ass to improve ranking, helped others along the way, is versatile and capable of being every position, was never center, or greedy to be, yet STILL shone every group battle, helped choreograph Get Ugly, led his team to victory for Open Up, admitted to his faults and need of improvement while being leader, took the position spot he didn’t necessarily want because the ones in the position he wanted wouldn’t have been good at it and he didn’t want them to fail, CHOREOGRAPHED “HANDS ON ME”, AND YALL UGLIES OUT HERE STILL SAYING HE DOESN’T DESERVE THE CENTER POSITION FOR WANNA ONE.
Hi! Can I please request headcanons for Optimus Prime not being a morning person? 🐝
The alarms were blaring throughout the base. Grumbling something unintelligible and rolling over onto his front, Optimus threw his arm up over his audials to block out the noise. Even though it happened every single morning, it still felt as though it was far too early to be functional as the heavy footsteps of battle-weary Autobots echoed down the huge corridors. Optimus heard a quiet sshhhk of his door sliding open and closed again with no noise being heard in between, it was the most obvious hint that it was you, the footsteps too stealthy to even be heard.
He counted the seconds as you approached. 1… 2… 3… …17, 18… Finally, there was a tiny hand placed over top of the throbbing audial flare where you could reach. As though touching it were a button, the alarm ceased and silence settled throughout the base once more save for the muffled voices of the others outside. Your voice was gentle as you stroked the metal.
A groan of dismay from the gigantic Autobot.
“The others are already awake, you should come out and refuel.”
Another groan, and a dismissive curl of steam rising from the exhaust pipes on his back. I heard you the first time.
You sat there, stroking the sensitive metal of the leader’s helm while he huffed and mumbled his way into alertness. A finial flicked. Optics cracked open with a sliver of blue. Systems beeped and booted up, and an engine idled on with a low, healthy rumble.
Optimus rolled over onto his back, giving you the opening to crawl up over his chest and lean against the crook of his neck to stroke the cables there. He let out a heavy exvent and stared unfocused at the ceiling of the base’s room, letting a hand come up to cradle you against him. When you started stroking along those long finials, he let out a quiet, throaty moan and his optics slipped shut once more.
“Five more minutes?” He pleaded sleepily.
You rolled your eyes and smiled to yourself, admiring the bot’s beautiful features, though you complied and continued your ministrations. There wasn’t anything particularly important that needed to be done today. No Decepticons on the scanners. No attacks on their base. Fowler wasn’t banging on their door asking for explanations. The other Autobots were healthy and happy, all things considered.
“Are you sure you won’t take him back this time?” Skepticism was written all over her face and it infuriated me.
“Yes, because there’s nothing to chase after. The feelings are still there but there’s no honesty, loyalty or trust anymore so what would I even be chasing? A healthy relationship cannot exist without those three things. So yeah, it’s really over and he’ll regret letting me go one day. ”
I deserve more than someone I have to chase after - Jess Amelia
The more distressful the affairs get, the more victory is near. Because Allaah (Mighty and Majestic) said in His book, “is not He (better than your gods) Who responds to the distressed one, when he calls Him, and Who removes the evil."1 Therefore, ever ease is after hardship; rather, indeed hardship is fraught with two eases: ease before and ease after it comes. Allaah (The High) said, "So verily, with the hardship, there is relief. So verily, with the hardship, there is relief."2
The Explanation of Imam an-Nawawi’s 40 Hadith by Shaykh Muhammad ibn Saalih al-Uthaymeen | Translated by Abdul-Malik Merchant| “Preserve Allah and He will Preserve You” | pg. 5