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[virtute-praeditum]

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useless headcanons

[ Following water related adventures, whether for combat or fun, his smokestacks have to be cleaned thoroughly. It is not something he can do easily himself, so Ratchet typically assists with something akin to a big pipe cleaner.

[papaknight]

“I once believed great power was a blessing. I fear now that it's the opposite. There would be absolution in knowing with certainty that I stood no chance.” - gala

@aeon-eiulatus​​​

    “... If we knew we could not win against a threat, there would be no point in fighting. We would accept defeat without making an attempt, rather than pushing our limits, uniting with companions, or holding on to hope. Rebellions would never occur,  justice would never triumph over corruption.

    “Knowing your fate, in any form, would ruin the depth of the heart we put into in living.”

[autobotmedic]

MUSE PLAYLIST

main: Die for You

silly: Song of Healing ( being from a video game makes it the closest thing I have to silly for him which honestly isn’t even silly but idk what else to put here HFKSJHDF )

determination: Bleeding Out

battle: Stand by You

sad: The Fixer

relaxed: Safe and Sound

contemplative: Five

happy: Compass

hard work montage: Fix You

love theme: If My Heart Was a House ( younger ) / Cradled in Love ( older )

breakup / heartbreak: Your Star

failure / defeat: Weight of the World

final battle: Last to Fall

finale: Dancing on Broken Glass

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tagged by: @iacon-stargazer​​

[malika-carnelian]

// @autobotmedic @iacon-stargazer xDDD

Ratchet was a little bit on edge in the few days after the cybonic plague incident.

[darkchestoftales]

General info

✦ Writer is Storm, over 21, they/he pronouns.

✦ This blog serves as a hub for numerous sideblogs. Please check out the list.

✦ I've moved here from my original RP account @iacon-stargazer

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Guidelines for character roleplay blogs

✦ Personals: you may reblog my drabbles, but please refrain from reblogging any posts that involve interactions with other roleplayers.

✦ I'm going to be upfront - I'm not particularly active as a roleplayer anymore, and I don't really intend to be again. I like having blogs dedicated to characters as a place to save aesthetics and participate in dash games, and where I can roleplay when the urge strikes. So... expect activity to be sporadic and slow.

✦ Headcanons I post are specifically for my version of the character. I'm not claiming them to be canon or the only option, particularly for characters with little development in canon. Also, muse opinions are not reflective of my own.

✦ I'm very selective with whom I follow, because I prefer to keep my dash slow and limited to certain types of posts. Please don't take it personally if I don't follow back. I'm still willing to write with non-mutuals.

✦ For serious shipping, I generally need to be comfortable with you (the writer) ooc, in addition to the muses having ic chemistry. Some of my muses may be open to more casual flirting and flings, however, and that may develop organically through interaction. Also, in general, if it's ic your muse for flirt or otherwise hit on mine, that's perfectly allowed and can often have entertaining results (just don't automatically expect reciprocation). I'm also interested in writing platonic bonds and rivalries; there are so many other possibilities besides romance.

✦ NSFT content may appear, but will be tagged and threads will be placed behind a readmore.

✦ Any non-official/canon art I use for graphics is my own.

✦ Queues on these blogs are set to post once per day.

✦ Pretty pretty please tag your ships, including public ooc discussions and jokes. This especially includes meg//op. (Any kind of tag is fine; it can be fancy. My blacklist has no limit.)

✦ Tagging for graphic vore would be appreciated. I will also try to tag common triggers.

[balladofbots]

[jizetto]

[ icon credit time because friends’ art is the all I will use besides my own: when you see icons that were done in pencil, know that they were drawn by @iacon-stargazer / @zephyrus-moonlight​ who started out researching and providing language assistance for a few episodes but is now watching the whole series with me because IL just has that side effect

[wardogxicarus]

5, 12, 17

Character Development: Hard Mode | [x] Meme | @iacon-stargazer

5. On an average day, what can be found in your character’s pockets?

Pens and his favorite pocket knife are the most common things to end up Silas’ pockets on any given day. 

12. In what situation was your character the most calm they’ve ever been?

Across Silas’ life, the situation that put him at his calmest was not one occurrence. It was many. It was the situation where the weight of a rifle or a well balanced knife sat in his hands with intent to claim yet another life. It was the moments before the action, the storm, really started. The blip in time that immediately preceded diving into combat with those he so expertly crept up on. 

Nothing puts him in a calmer state than the beat before he kills.

17. What was your character’s favorite toy as a child?

His favorite toy would be worth thousands these days, but the monetary worth paled in comparison to the purest level of joy it brought young Leland. A 1979 Millennium Falcon that he got for his 8th birthday. That toy helped many humid summer days on the front porch pass by in expansive games of Space Adventure or Death Star Battle. 

[curiosiccusarchived]

Peel away and choose to see with such a different sight; @iacon-stargazer

Twilight. Was it all ready that late? Skyfire peers up at the pink, purple sky and cautiously removes his headgear, blinking his eyes a few times to allow them to adjust. So it was.. He didn’t think he spent that long out here, collecting supplies, but it appears he did. Not that he minded. He enjoys being outdoors rather then inside and finds any excuse to do so.

Now that he didn’t need his headgear for the time being, he decides to place them into his side bag and goes about massaging his antennas as he makes his way forward, wondering what else he needed to collect. Now that it was getting darker, he would ideally be able to see better and that meant there were also other things he could get that only came out at during this hour which was perfect. The moth smiles to himself and even allows his wings to flutter briefly in somewhat sustained glee.

Thinking he was by himself out here, Skyfire begins to hum softly, seeming content for the time being.

[ask-smokescreen]

????

Did Alpha Trion ever say weird stuff to you? Was he as grumpy with you as he was with me? He didn’t try to put a key in you, did he?

[virtute-praeditum]

A little orange butterfly flutters near the robot. Perfectly normal and unobtrusive. It seems to be curious.

@somniferouswings​​​

    Naturally intrigued and admiring of lifeforms, especially those resembling Earth’s strange yet elegant organic shapes, Optimus soon noticed the orange butterfly. What a pretty little fragile creature. His helm tilted, optics following it without moving any other section of himself in an effort to avoid startling.

    He even kept a content exvent slow, in case a swifter cycling of air would disturb it.

[unicromx8]

smash or pass: Orion Pax

Send me “Smash or Pass” + a name and my muse will answer with 100% honesty.

... except Unicron doesn’t get that it’s slang, so he’ll describe the perfect way to legitimately smash someone.

   ( Ah, what blessed flesh you have. Your’s is the sort to be savoured, carefully cut into chunks to lay upon my tongue as it melts away. You need no sauces, no accompaniments, no sides. )

   ( Your frame is as close to a perfect meal as one can imagine. )

[autobotmedic]

{ saw this on my dash and told @iacon-stargazer / @atlas-ordained hey this would be interesting to discuss, so we did, here's the concluded answers:

Who’s the cuddler? Although they are both snuggly in private, Orion/OP tends to invite it more often, and Ratch reacts to that. Unless Ratch is just very mentally/physically exhausted and needs to be helded, in which case he will initiate without invitation.

Who makes the bed? Ratch more often, because-

Who wakes up first? -Orion/OP is usually an earlier riser, and better meal maker, thus better at creating breakfast.

Who has the weird taste in music? Orion has more varied interests, but neither is really into whatever I guess would be considered weird enough to be Called weird.

Who is more protective? They are both pretty respectful of one another's ability to handle themselves, but outside of logical combat prioritizing (medic is protected from danger by everyone in show), Ratch will flare his plating and become protective defensive more quickly due to temper.

Who sings in the shower? Not really either of them, but when cleaning Orion/OP, Ratch will hum sometimes because he enters a very content state while grooming him affectionately.

Who cries during movies? Occasionally, Orion, but do not worry he gets helded and his face dried gently by bae.

Who spends the most while out shopping? This needs context because it's like Ratch going to home depot vs Orion grocery shopping if they aren't together. Ratch doesn't often shop, but if he does it's going to be for tools/materials/supplies that aren't cheap. So technically, he would spend the most in one 'shopping' session.

Who kisses more roughly? Neither. World harsh and cruel, bae soft and warm. Even at their most emotional, they get clingy attached type passionate, not rough.

Who is more dominant? Ratch.

[restitutiopax]

✨⭐✨

Alternatively, send in [✨ ] to hear a random fact about my setting (if applicable to blog).

Currently, Cybertron is run by the voted-in Lord High Protector Cyclonus (and his gesalt) and the runner-up Hot Rod. 

After Optimus Prime passed away, it took fourteen vorns before an actual replacement was chosen. During that time period, Cybertron was run by the Relighters, who were responsible for the planet’s re-ignition. Construction was headed by Councillor Bulkhead, Military taught by Councillor Arcee, the creation of new laws were drafted by Councillor Ultra Magnus (who, with Arcee, later went on to begin the new Elite Guard), and most everything else was guided by Councillor Ratchet. 

Many pre-war mechanicals believed that the mantle of Prime should, when no Matrix exists, fall to the next of kin. Hot Rod, said next of kin, believed otherwise: inspired by the tales from his siblings’ time on Earth, it was decreed that the next Leader of Cybertron would not be a Prime. 

Instead, all sentient life on Cybertron were to vote for who they wished to be their leader. References were made to an old, Novan concept of a Lord High Protector, the voted-upon military leader who would be a Prime’s second in command during War. 

The elders of Cybertron were uncertain. The youths, however, who were quite fond of Earth and its customs, were quite pleased with the idea. 

Send in [⭐ ] to hear a random fact about my muse. 

    Orion Pax is a one-off.

Which is, to say, that there is no one quite like him on Cybertron. Despite his size, he’s a truck-class mechanical: truthfully, the Index of Cybertronian Alts didn’t have an alternative shape for someone of his size and class, so he picked an Earth Kei Truck instead. 

      ( For mechanicals of his age, picking an Earth alt instead of a registered Cybertronian one is rather common. Many mechanicals prefer Earth alts for the simple sake of being able to travel to Earth without having to change to and from a wheeled alt, as wheelless alts are not allowed on Earth roads. )

     Nevertheless, Orion Pax was a tiny truck born amongst shuttle-classes and large, wide-framed trucks. And while his design shares typical cues with most mechs his age, namely the shapely chest and shoulders and hips they all received from their donor, the slight variations in his shape differed him enough from the basic small-car frame given to the following generations. 

      He’s yet to hear of a single mechanical who shares his frame-type. A shame, he supposes, given how he has to use car-frame parts for his high-powered truck engine, but there’s nothing to do about it.

Alternatively, send in [✨ ] to hear a random fact about my setting (if applicable to blog).

Orion is not the only mech to reincarnate. 

     The second batch of Cybertronians, who were all believed to have been inspired by the death of the Cybertronian Second in Command right after Optimus’ own death, were all Seekers. Slight-framed and grouped into trines, they each accepted their new names and left to explore their new home as the first fliers born since Cybertron went dark. 

     The last of that batch, however, woke up screaming. 

He fled in fear from the Predacon attendant, screamed at the Councillor on duty (Arcee), and refused to be called anything but Starscream. He came up with the name himself, much to the utter bafflement of everyone observing.

      He managed to flee the Nesting Grounds before Councillor Ratchet could arrive to check his Spark’s frequency, leading to an uncertainty of his actual identity. Decepticons believe that it is, in fact, their old Second in Command, returned to life as the Autobots claim their leader had been. Autobots, on the other hand, wondered if the Donor had somehow passed on his memories to the new flock. 

     Rumor says Starscream the Younger roams the skies, landing only when violet flags fly beneath him. But, ah, rumors also say he tends to divebomb Autobots like the seagulls of Earth, stealing their energon and ruining their paint, so who knows.  

[alacrityabound]

"Who hurt you?"

“A human, Silas. He ran this rogue organization that knew about us and feared us. We have more in common with humans than some bots think. Fear bred hatred and the desire to have something as strong as us to stop us.

“He stole my T-cog. Shorted my system long enough to perform a quick surgery. When I came to, I felt emptier. And it hurt. They never closed the relays correctly. I never want to feel like that again.”

[jizetto]

SEND ✮ AND I’LL GENERATE A QUOTE

@iacon-stargazer​ sent: ✮ and got 20

    Tarn’s gaming facilities matched its reputation, and it was certainly qualified for hosting annual competitions with other cities. There were private training areas and wash racks in addition to public stadiums, serving both broad and local events. Maintenance and medical staff also had their own designated sections available for selfcare or injuries.

    Unfortunately, the quantity of interlinking segments and their arrangements based on a range of constructions were not particularly easy to navigate. It was a city within a city, and there were clearer directions for primary public arenas than private ones (although it was helpful in fan management, reducing unwanted distractions). With this in mind, GZ-2 suspected a slender bot that had gained his attention may have gotten turned around, but it was equally possible the non-competitor was looking for someone rather than somewhere specific. He did not bother them... At least, not until someone else had. His silent observation continued, and when he recognized unnecessary aggression toward the stranger, the ice gladiator approached.

    “Is harassing those weaker than you one of your training procedures?” his voice remained at a medium volume, yet his tone conveyed the coldest judgement, “What an inappropriate foundation for self-confidence.” Perhaps his size and demeanor intimidated them, perhaps they recognized him and knew a warning was not to be taken lightly, or perhaps it was a combination of both. Whatever the reasons, they did not feel bothering the smaller vehicle was worth challenging him, and they shortly departed with minimal complaint.

    Once he was certain they had left (waiting to lunge when your opponent wasn’t paying attention was not unheard of), GZ’s optics focused on the red, blue, and silver vehicle. He noted a complete absence of combat blemishes, which further confirmed his assumption that they were not a sport participant. His expression relaxed slightly, and his tone lost its frosty bite when he asked, “Are you alright?”