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rodismancave · 3 hours

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Ooc. VIOLÊNCIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!🔊🔊🔊🔊

#I would like to thank the academy for this grand opportunity .#ooc / misty forest #literally giggling kicking my feet.#he deserves 2 be a piece of shit and instigate violence. as a treat

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rodismancave · 4 hours

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Hot Rod.

It’s incredible, just how ridiculously easy it is for Prowl to push his buttons, how easy he can make his circuits run hot and his vision white out from sheer anger. Rodimus bites his tongue, bites his lower lip enough that he feels it tear, clenches his hands with so much strength he can feel the metal bend underneath his fingertips. He had been listening, had a response ready in his tongue. He really did. He had planned out a four page essay, had planned out how to make Prowl stutter, but— he striked low. And unfortunately, reached his target.

There are very few things that piss Rodimus off. Or— maybe that’s not true. There are many things, and it’s fairly easy to find out about them— if you’re really looking for them, if you know him and his history well enough, if you know where to look, and above all; if you care enough to look.

However, it’s not everyone that manages to get a physical reaction out of him. Not immediately, at least. There’s usually a lot of verbal abuse, a lot of denial— or a cold glance and a stupid sentence that gets people thinking he’s an idiot for enough time that they forget about it. There’s also usually someone around to stop him from getting his lip burst open, or getting his spoiler bent, or getting a hole through his abdomen.

However, something that Rodimus would never, ever admit, is that Prowl knows him. He knows him like he knows everyone else, knows of his crimes and his regrets and everything he has ever done as an Autobot and before that, when things had been harder, yet somehow easier. So when he talks about burning cities and cursed names and the ghost of regret, he knows what it means to Rodimus. He knows what it will do, which drives him to think he’s won.

Usually Rodimus would wait for someone to hit first, so he has a defense later when speaking to a superior. However this is Prowl we’re talking about. In many cases he’s the superior, and right now, he’s about as powerful and as important as the crumbling rock in the decaying buildings outside.

So Rodimus does exactly what Prowl has been begging him to do, and hits him.

He punches Prowl straight on the jaw— enough that it disorients, but not enough to knock him out. He has done this before. He knows how to play dirty, he knows when he’s being instigated, and he knows when time has boiled over.

“You want Hot Rod? C’mon, then.” Rodimus raises his fists, and his left hand hurts (he bent his wrist wrong, a stupid mistake that cost him watching Prowl black out). “I’ll give ‘im to ya.”

The bot from Nyon; who often enjoyed street fighting in the few spare hours he had between odd jobs and the few laughs and scares that cost him too much, smiles like he hasn’t in millennia. He smiles like his city never burned down under his fingertips, smiles like he’d just been approved for a shift at the dock, and would manage to steal enough to last him the week. He smiles like life will get better next cycle and he won’t hold his friends burnt bodies in his hands next month.

“Come on. Hit me.” His plating feels hot (scalding, yet not unbearable—a controlled temperature in odds with his actions, with his words) and his optics burn with something bright and violent. “You asked me to do this. Now fraggin’ hit me, or ‘m goin’ to burn ya somewhere unpleasant enough you’ll never forget the feelin’ of it.”

Rodimus rolls his optics, Prowl’s tone and accusations finally catching up to his temper. He doesn’t even give the—the cop the satisfaction of being looked at as he rants. Instead, a spot on the carpet seems much more interesting, before Prowl finally shuts up. Then it’s back on business.

“Oh, fuck off. You’re actin’ like this shithole—“ Rodimus spreads his arms, points towards the city beyond Prowl’s window. “—has got actual workin’ laws and a jury that isn’t a clown on a power trip, and- and like all this isn’t runnin’ on hopes and dreams right now.”

It’s baffling, really, how easily Prowl threatens to do things he has no control over, anymore. It should be incredibly sad, if not a bit humorous, that he always falls back onto old routine and refuses to acknowledge the crumbling world outside. Continues to fall back on old habits that mean nothing, because it’s all made up. (Rodimus does not have to think about what this means to him.)

Coming here, Rodimus had expected some decency from the other. At least… oh, who’s to say, half an hour of decent talk, perhaps some stupid quips, a few garbling insults? But threatening to arrest him? Prowl must be running out of threats, if that’s what he’s come to.

When Rodimus lowers his arms, indignant and trying not to boil over the stupidest thing imaginable, the bend of his spoiler shifts just enough that the pain catches him off-guard; allowing for the briefest flinch and hissing combo that only feeds into his frustration, and therefore, his rant. “I mean— have you been outside lately? Besides tryin’ to play your games and tryin’ to see who’s the biggest target this season, have you walked ‘round and gone to the store, or-or checked on someone?”

Though Prowl’s EM field is screaming, Rodimus doesn’t truly respect his request. His order, to stay away. He has no respect for white and black mecha that think themselves above everyone, has no respect for strategy experts who enjoy rubbing salt on open wounds as often as a bird enjoys singing. He’d like to say that he’s done, that he’s over it, but the magma in his circuits is a familiar feeling he was forced to learn to enjoy, and never quite stopped— like the adrenaline of running from enemy fire, like the joy of winning a fight.

So it’s no wonder he can’t help smiling, even though it is a smile coated in poison and blaring a threat.

“Aren’t you supposed to be the smart one out of both of us? Your door was unlocked, cuz otherwise you’d have known I-or someone else- was here. You’d have noticed, ‘cuz you’re not an idiot, even though you love actin’ like one.” He’s not trying to go for a compliment, but Prowl is smart. He is smart and infuriating, because he wants everyone to know at all times just how smart he is. “Really did think you’d have managed to do somethin’ ‘bout this shitshow. Now Starscream’s taken over, the planet outside’s a fraggin’ mess, and you’ve got slums everywhere ‘cuz nobody has anywhere to go, nobody’s got shit to give. ‘N’ all you do is sit on your desk and write slag nobody’ll read.”

Rodimus shouldn’t be getting worked up over this, but once he’d started going there really was no stopping it.

He couldn’t help feeling a certain familiarity in the chaos outside, couldn’t help the pain in his fuel tank, just as he couldn’t help being outside for longer than a few minutes before the stark scent of smoke and burning metal reached his processor.

He chuckles, low yet clear. Like the gentle rumble of a working engine. “Astounding work, Prowl. You’ve managed to be as useless here as Optimus during the trial.”

If Cybertron, or Cybertronians, had ever a religion providing confession booths, Rodimus would confess that he hoped Prowl would hit him. Just a small nudge so he has an excuse to fight.

#violência #Rod vc : I’ll do you one better dude. come here.#ok sorry I have been DYING to write rodimus really fucking angry for ages. I’m kissing you for giving me this opportunity #he is UNPREDICTABLE. he is HORRIBLE !!!!!!#ic #also . heh. Nyon life lore drop #if I wake up and hate this I might edit it slighlty. if you don’t respond while I sleep that is

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rodismancave · 6 hours

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nobody bothered 2 ask. so here:

this isnt petty drama. i was literally just saying someone made me uncomfortable and since they actively write what makes me uncomfortable, then i'll obviously assume ppl who interact with them are fine with said content, lol. for you to read this and assume its "petty drama" when i was simply making a point is stupid asf.

I am trying 2 be the bigger person here but haaii. i dont enjoy drama. this isnt drama. im just tired

what broke the camels back (if the link doesn't work. oops. ill send it through dm)

anyway i dont give a fuck. if you genuinely follow someone who is at their grown age and act like this for some kind of internet pity points i can NOT be made to care about wether you like me or not. if you feel attacked by this? grow up literally nobody is going on your dms or telling ur friends that you suck or whatver. this victim complex will help you with nothing. god bless tho

Ok i should’ve done this fucking ages ago but alas I am a pussy. If you associate yourself often and willingly with @/dontpetmeibite or any of their blogs you are not welcome here. I have taken a shit ton of time trying to weed everyone out but it’s Hard and I know a lot of people interact with them bc they feel obliged to.

I do not appreciate their content and for the most part have left them alone bc I cannot be fucked enough to care, but frankly I do not enjoy childish behavior, lmfao. Be mad if you want and screenshot this and send it to them I do nawt care I have more to do with my life. This goes if we have interacted often btw. Peace and love on the planet earth

#srry i rlly didnt want to drag this on #but if youre fr saying nobody gave context and you didnt even have the decency 2 ask then who is the problem rlly.#anyway . heart!#ooc / misty forest

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rodismancave · 7 hours

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OOC. me? writing rodimus being genuine? in MY rodismancave? its more likely than youd think.

#ooc / misty forest #this will never happen again.#ok now to write him beating the shit out of prowl.

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rodismancave · 7 hours

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Rodimus gasps, exaggerated, and puts his free hand over his chest in a most dramatic manner. Was he not already being held, he'd have tried to fall over. "Oh, the treachery of it all!" His voice is loud, echoing through the empty halls, even though he does have the decency to flinch at his own tone. His voice is quieter when he continues.

"The tragedy, the betrayal of it all! Perceptor, my most treasured friend, a quidn..quid...." he strains as hard as he can, but the word has truly escaped him now. Rodimus lowers his head, chuckles. "Fuck. I don' think I got the processor capacity to learn new words right now, Perce. I think ya gotta teach me this one again tomorrow."

His laughter dies slowly, in small doses, until silence hits again. Through the fog, Rodimus knows they are nearing his hab, and he frankly doesn't want to let go. He'd missed this-- a simple talk, stupid bits that serve no real purpose, no hidden meaning behind words or actions. A simple interaction between two bots who had been in the same side of a long war that never truly had anything to do with them. Rodimus isn't one to get sentimental, or try to get sentimental, but he knows Perceptor won't push or comment if he does make an attempt. That, and this is a rare moment where he feels content; not due to the highgrade or the loud music, but simply because it is meant to be.

As such, he rests his head on Perceptor's shoulder. "Thanks for comin', by the way. I don' think I ever told ya how happy I was that you chose the Lost Light over... whatever shit you could've gotten to with the war not bein' a thin'." A pause, a gentle nudge to Perceptor's side. " Can't be tellin' this one to the crew, though. I'd have ta throw ya off before you can finish."

He hums in response, choosing to not mention that he was going to leave much earlier than he did. The only reason he stayed so long is because he was trying to push himself a little more out of his comfort zone. It's supposed to help him with his... social ineptitude, at least that's what he's been told.

Either way, he did enjoy himself. And he still is, honestly. He enjoys Rodimus's company, even if he is incredibly inebriated. As if that wasn't enough on its own he actually dozes as they're walking which only prompts Perceptor to pull him further over his shoulder. But the moment is short before Rodimus is back to the semi-waking world.

His captain's response seems like a loaded statement that he's not particularly inclined to pick apart at the moment. So he just nods in agreement, " I am glad to hear that, then. " He pauses for a moment, a slight mischief in his eye, " I may just end up being a quidnunc and talk about how much you enjoyed yourself tomorrow. " His tone is deadpan, but there is a slightly amused lilt to the end of his statement. A joke. Not a very good one, but it is one.

#rod vc: you think thats me caring? watch this.#rifleseye

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rodismancave · 8 hours

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Ooc. Kittay drawings :J

Mostly perceptor n rodimus bc you know how it is. It was a short flight and I was running a fever but heh. You know

#ooc / Misty forest #trying 2 think the logistics 4 a warrior cat au #but a warrior cat au wouldn’t make sense. putting them in a blender and hoping it mixes into smth that makes sense #will delete later

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rodismancave · 9 hours

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Ooc. Talking abt the mutiny makes me sooo crazy because so many people use Megatron joining the lost light as a basis for the mutiny when he was just a great excuse for it that fell from the sky. Getaway had been actively trying to instigate shit to get Rodimus off ship. He was deadnaming rodimus from day ONE. Multiple times. And Rodimus only started CARING about getaway once he tried to get Tailgate killed. Rodimus had no real opinion on him besides getaway=stowaway=new crew member=good. I also MUST emphasize that maybe Getaway’s punishment after the tailgate situation was bad but he did. Like he did nearly get 3 guys killed at once, the punishment wasn’t because he wanted to hurt Megatron, it was because he tried to get Tailgate killed for no reason and nearly got Cyclonus killed in the process. Like it’s this whole thing. Do I think it was harsh? Yes. Do I think Getaway 100% knew his punishment (if/when he got caught) would be harsh enough that it would be the last push the crew needed to look at Rodimus and his command team and think wow these guys are REALLY protecting megatron of all people? Also yes. He was prowls employer man he was on that manipulation game like crazyy

#anyway. getaway’s relationship w Rodimus prior the mutiny would be nonexistent if not a game of #‘I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU’ vs Rodimus ‘tralalalala #like. ga will be staring daggers and Rodimus and he’ll be nome the wiser.#ooc / misty forest

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rodismancave · 9 hours

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#YA #getaway would’ve found a way 2 get rodimus out of that ship . megatron joining just made it easier. it was a valid excuse #that wouldn’t raise instant red flags #like that vote thing they wanted rodimus to act on it sooo bad so that they’d have an excuse to kick him

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rodismancave · 15 hours

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Ok i should’ve done this fucking ages ago but alas I am a pussy. If you associate yourself often and willingly with @/dontpetmeibite or any of their blogs you are not welcome here. I have taken a shit ton of time trying to weed everyone out but it’s Hard and I know a lot of people interact with them bc they feel obliged to.

I do not appreciate their content and for the most part have left them alone bc I cannot be fucked enough to care, but frankly I do not enjoy childish behavior, lmfao. Be mad if you want and screenshot this and send it to them I do nawt care I have more to do with my life. This goes if we have interacted often btw. Peace and love on the planet earth

#I am not bothered 2 care.

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rodismancave · 19 hours

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🎭making you draw him so I can giggle kick my feet and put my phone close to my chest like an anime girl

Seeing you got me cheering like a scientist experiencing the first moon landing don't even joke rn. Rodimus instantly

#aaron Paul rod FTWWWWWWW #literaly in the real #obsessed. replenished. goofy.

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rodismancave · 1 day

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Yknow. Some planets are huuuge. We should shrink ‘em to humble them a bit I think. Cybertron included

#what if we were the size of ants #ic

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rodismancave · 2 days

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Ooc

Got perceptooor :3

He’s manspreading

He’s so dustyyyy

#had 0 plans on getting him but he was cheap and it was like he came down 2 me in a dream #ooc / misty forest #I want 2 see if I can find some spray paint 2 accentuate his blue

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rodismancave · 2 days

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MISCELLANEOUS SENTENCE PROMPTS * collection #5

take a nap with me.

please don't go.

you talk too much.

don't bother with any male chauvinistic compliments.

such disdain can not and must not be tolerated.

my handwriting is so bad, sometimes i think i should've been a doctor.

i wouldn't say no to getting lost with you.

we've got the element of surprise on our side.

i had to carry you for a while. it wasn't pretty.

anything broken?

i'm very impressed with you.

drinks all around!

now what is that supposed to mean?

i guess freedom is purely relative.

can you repeat that? i wasn't listening.

i'm not a threat. i won't hurt you.

what sort of trouble are you looking for?

when you're ready, we can get out of here.

i couldn't find your gun.

well, i thought you might be a little angry.

oh don't tell me. let me guess.

keep that thing away from me.

glad you think i'm hot... i guess.

hope that wasn't a family heirloom.

how has work been?

i don't think the world is full of criminals and full of murderers. it's full of nice people.

it could happen to anyone.

is your head clear yet?

will you go find yourself another suspect?

don't ask me any questions. i'm calling my attorney.

i'm trying to watch the game!

that's been known to happen.

i could wait.

can i ask a personal question?

how can i be angry looking at you?

i don't want to cut down on my standard of living.

don't catch a cold out there. wear a jacket.

you sure do know how to work a crowd.

what brought you here tonight?

i don't think you care too much.

that was... unexpected.

are you in charge of this mess or not?

this isn't what it looks like.

i just go where they tell me to.

i hope this isn't a bad time.

do you see something wrong?

here's your scarf. you dropped it.

i miss the way you used to touch me.

that's a stupid idea.

did it rain last tuesday?

can i sit in this?

that's not my problem.

did you have anything specific that you wanted to talk to me about?

i'm beginning to be very fond of you.

i didn't realize i drank that much.

may our enemies never be as happy as we are at this moment.

if you wait a while, we can go home together.

screw the rest of them. make them squirm.

that's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me.

i meant to do that.

everybody is a suspect.

it's noble of you to come galloping to the rescue.

i know that. you told me.

you see, artists are very, very delicate.

you'll always have everything.

there's just one more thing i need to ask you...

can i use your phone?

i wasn't snooping.

can i take you out to dinner? my treat.

isn't that peculiar?

thanks for stopping by.

i usually don't drink anything i can't pronounce.

i just don't want anybody else to have it.

mind if i smoke?

what do you think of this?

i really appreciate your taking the time to chat with me.

why do all these people feel that they know me?

i can't tell you what a big help you've been.

as you travel through life, you'll encounter many barriers to happiness.

you're safe. i promise. i'm right here.

over my dead body.

that must have been very hard, losing someone you love like that.

this didn't need to happen.

i must have your name.

what's the matter? did i scare you?

what did you pay for those shoes?

i'm not very good on details, that's why i write everything down.

you didn't have a fight or anything, did you?

i've never met anyone quite like you. can't decide if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

are you still with me?

i guess it slipped your mind.

let's go inside. we'll be more comfortable.

do you mind if i grab a blanket? it's freezing in here.

just for the record, i love you.

maybe you should take the couch tonight.

maybe it would help if i knew where i was taking you.

#meme;

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rodismancave · 2 days

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. I just think that being born and raised and being the leader to a resistance and watching people get slowly killed by the people meant to protect them would radicalize him so bad. I say this a lot in my fanfics but I think he isn’t religious bc he 1. Obviously doesn’t give a shit about the matrix besides putting it somewhere it has meaning (Optimus) and Yknow. 2. Being from a poor town where everyone is religious and goes to church to beg for a better life can make you reeeaaall bitter and doubtful about wether god is real. And he obviously grew up around a lot of mythos etc. and he’s watched a lot of people die. I think he should be given a break from all the Bs fandom puts him through because the LL isn’t his first time as leader to a group of people. He’s just hesitant of being committed to it bc every time it has ended in disaster

#ooc / misty forest #I’m a little drunk rn. and he is plaguing my miiiinnddd

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rodismancave · 2 days

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I’m going to unlearn shame *bursts into tears and beats my head against a brick wall*

#musings

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