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achievedsomething · 7 days ago
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“So, bold proposal: what if I go back to being hot pink. I loved being hot pink.”
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achievedsomething · 7 days ago
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not doomed by the narrative but saved by the narrative. yeah i know you'd rather die than keep suffering but the story doesn't actually care what you want. you have to keep going, even when it hurts. even being erased from existence won't stop you from being salvaged from the wreckage of un-being. get up. keep pushing. keep bleeding. keep living.
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achievedsomething · 21 days ago
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The awful, crunchy feedback of the ship intercom connecting screeches out through the hallway.
“THIS IS YOUR CAPTAIN SPEAKING. MEGATRON IS BEING A HUGE—” Rodimus manages before the microphone is wrestled away from him, presumably by Megatron.
There is a long, drawn out klik of scuffling noises and muffled but clearly unhappy arguing.
The intercom clicks off with the finality of a death knell.
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achievedsomething · 21 days ago
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i’m imploring you bro!! dude i fucking beseech thee!!!
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achievedsomething · 1 month ago
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"Did you know the Hyrax is a distant relative of the Elephant." He didn't even hesitate, but his wings to flutter and lift up at the sight of Rodimus, an easy, loose grin on his face.
"Y'gonna stand over there all day, or..?"
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“I literally don’t know what a hyrax is, mech.”
Rodimus still laughs, though, his spoiler tilting up in mirrored response to Skywarp’s excited fluttering as he tosses the datapad in his servos down and scoots on over to throw his arms around the fighter jet. “You’re such a bitch, oh my god, shut up.”
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achievedsomething · 1 month ago
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Having ADHD is so fun because sometimes youre looking for something that you use regularly and definitely put away in a smart and reasonable place and you have absolutely 0 hope of remembering where and finding it. And then other times ur like "hmm I need a some kind of small pointed object. I feel like i remember seeing a paperclip under the left couch cushion a month ago, i wonder if its still there" and it is
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achievedsomething · 2 months ago
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"Are you alright?"
“Never better,” Rodimus grits out, spoiler held in a stiff ‘v’ as he slams a fist into the hanging punching bag. “Absolutely stellar, thanks for checking in, it’s really appreciated.”
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achievedsomething · 2 months ago
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He’s just going to scream, maybe. Maybe.
No, he’ll choke it back, but— screaming. Always on the table.
Rodimus instead checks himself into one of the training rooms and hangs a punching bag from the ceiling.
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achievedsomething · 2 months ago
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happy 5th birthday to this blog lmao
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achievedsomething · 4 months ago
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"I think I saw god today."
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achievedsomething · 4 months ago
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“I’m going to cause problems on purpose and get in Megatron’s way when he tries to fix them. This is a great idea that definitely has no consequences for me.”
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achievedsomething · 4 months ago
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“Chaos ‘befits’— Dude, you have got to, like, stop speaking like you’re delivering a grand monologue to a crowd of outdated Senators, holy shit.”
Any and all sources of inspiration and creativity are welcome, in Rodimus’ opinion. Even if the results are indiscriminate chaos or an unexpected consequence, like losing his forearms in the ship’s probability drive.
“Maybe I’ll just sort a shelf of datapads by reverse color order.”
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SET A MEDIUM-IMPORTANT THING ON FIRE AFTER MOVING IT TO AN INCONVENIENT SPOT
Should he be taking advice from, as far as he can tell, some shambling horror that is more or less a splinter of a fraction of a manifestation of Unicron?
No. Probably. Usually these kinds of things are bad ideas.
Rodimus scrunches his face up. “I don’t think I can physically lift Magnus’ beloved office printer.”
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achievedsomething · 4 months ago
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{ @unicronnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnom }
SET A MEDIUM-IMPORTANT THING ON FIRE AFTER MOVING IT TO AN INCONVENIENT SPOT
Should he be taking advice from, as far as he can tell, some shambling horror that is more or less a splinter of a fraction of a manifestation of Unicron?
No. Probably. Usually these kinds of things are bad ideas.
Rodimus scrunches his face up. “I don’t think I can physically lift Magnus’ beloved office printer.”
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achievedsomething · 4 months ago
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“I feel like I should do something stupid now so that I use up the stupid energy and I can be smart later when we need me to be smart.”
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achievedsomething · 4 months ago
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jack of no trades. master of fuck all
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achievedsomething · 4 months ago
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“Hey! Hey, he’s not allowed to just pepper in random French to flirt with somebody. That’s my thing!”
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achievedsomething · 4 months ago
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