Conjunx endurae is marriage.
Amica endurae is like ultimate best friends.
There isn’t any term for lover or inbetween those two things and after a little musing with @noblestdecepticon and some swift googling on my part I found a latin word which means lover (there are many but this is my fav).
Amanti endurae.
Lovers (or more than friends) but not spark bonded, or not quite conjunx but more than amica
and it even begins with the first few letters of Amica as though it has elements of friendship and romantical interest as megs suggested.
“Hey who is that over there?” “Oh them? They’re my amanti.”
It just fits so much better than boyfriend or girlfriend if people don’t use pet names for their significant other.
I’m gonna start using this and /no one/ can stop me.
Tag: romance
Okay I’m not sure if it’s been asked but “romance”?
Ideas of romance vary a lot by citystate.
Courtship in Vos involves a lot of push-pull: acid remarks, pretended disinterest, and teasing that borders on cruel. From the outside, it looks downright mean, but seekers can communicate volumes with the movement and position of their wings, and can pretty easily distinguish someone signalling “go away” from someone signalling “come chase me”. Still, Vosian romance is not for the faint of spark.
Praxian courtship, by contrast, is very slow-moving, intellectual, and formal, befitting a city renowned as a (rather old-fashioned) centre of learning and culture. Physical intimacy doesn’t usually enter the picture until the relationship is already fairly serious. Expect to be taken to museums a lot.
The courtship of the Towers nobility in Iacon is basically a more languid version of Vosian romance. It’s like a competition to see which half of a courting couple can act more indifferent to the other (while also sneaking in steamy glances and teasing one-liners so the object of their affection realises they actually are interested. Just, y’know, in a deniable way).
Polyhexians have a reputation for being hot-blooded and wildly flirtatious. In Crystal City, they prefer the indirect approach, full of poetry and a lot of long-distance wistful sighing.
The joke about Kaon is that if you actually sit down to drink a cube with someone before fragging them, that’s romance. If you manage to exchange more than ten words while you do so, that’s true love, and if the other mech actually pays for your drink, Pit, that’s practically a sparkbond.
There’s some truth to that, sure: Kaon is full of warbuilds and pitfighters, and warriors don’t tend to beat around the bush when they know, far more vividly than any Towers aristocrat, that any given night might be their last. But warriors can be a sentimental bunch, too, and there are traditionally Kaonite romantic gestures that would put all the sonnets in Crystal City to shame. This is where you’re most likely to see lovers pledging to die fighting side by side, or one wearing the other’s token into battle. And when a Kaonite loses their beloved, there’s no quiet, dignified grief. They’ll scar their face, smear the vial of their dead lover’s innermost energon over their plating like war paint, and head out for revenge.
Now that’s romance.
your headcannons give me life o_o
Thank you!
This makes me have ridiculous headcannons about Megatron in his Origins four-parter, with his face-paint and proto-Decepticon insignia on a chain.
Oooh! That maybe those were gifts/energon from a former lover?
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