ACTUALLY speaking of the intricacies of rodimus story and character. i need to make you all eat cardboard w me.
i was thinking the other day abt how the main thing that defines rodimus all the way throughout mtmte/ll is how he is always so overwhelmingly ready to give someone a second chance. he introduces the reintegration act for drift. he lets cyclonus be a part of his crew even though its strongly advised against. when he cures the members of his crew who mutinied from being sparkeaters he says "obviously youre forgiven". megatron, scourge of the fucking galaxy, is given another chance to be good under rodimus' watch. he even spares fucking getaway, in a moment that literally REVEALS his TRUE COLORS
and i was thinking about how like. of course he would do that. he was given a second chance himself. the matrix saved his life, the most important spiritual artifact his race has, and he was a nobody from a poor town so awful it was a breeding ground for decepticon sentiment, and he had to destroy that town with his own two hands and charges he rigged. its no wonder he thinks everyone must deserve it, a second chance to be better than they were.
its also no wonder he feels like he has to prove himself or live up to some mythical idea of what a prime is or he doesnt deserve it, doesnt deserve the chance he was given. and man. i literally just want to tell him that hes so . he doesnt have to be optimus or anyone else . hes his best when hes himself because who he is is so genuinely good and warm and fun and the crew he has couldnt have come together as a family being led by anyone else. and it makes his "you may not be good but you are good enough" speech that ties together the whole comic so well even more resonant bc he is also saying this about himself. his arc is about realizing that hes good enough. sobbing on the floor
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NO MATTER WHERE I HIDE MY DONUT FRYER NICK ALWAYS FINDS IT AND USES IT
I'M SO SICK OF HIM
HOW?!!?!?
NICK. NICK STOP MAKING DONUTS PLEASE NICK WE NEED TO BREAK INTO THE INSTITUTE AND GET MY SON NICK PLEA
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UPDATE: he finally got his donuts :]
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the way that one line from the new epilogue in an astarion romance is going to HAUNT me
just. what a profoundly intense thing to confess to someone.
like, just these six months of newfound happiness with you exerts a force on his heart equal and in direct opposition to two centuries of endless torment, the gnawing hunger and exploitation. this flashbulb-bright fraction of his long life holds the same gravity to him as years upon years of darkness and suffering.
in all likelihood, he hasn’t even known his lover for as long as his worst memory lasted, that year sealed away to go mad from starvation and sensory deprivation, yet he still tells them this brief time has been so fundamentally and powerfully important that the weight of even that unimaginable hell is vanishingly small compared to this present he has now and the future ahead of them both.
how am i supposed to act normal about this.
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