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btwthis account is kind of dead so im gonna go ahead and make it kind of private. message me on my main (onegun) if youd like 2 interact / i reply to a ‘boy id like to do x thing with a rodimus’ post since i dont have the motivation to keep up with things on my own :-0
(logs onto all the accounts ive abandoned) its good to know that ppl love me enough 2 follow me even when i do Nothing :-))
porkchop sandwhiches guy is my headcanon rodimus voice
Not-doing-too-good sentence starters
“Whoa, are you okay?” “You took that hit pretty hard…” “Don’t stand up yet.” “That definitely looks broken…” “Walk it off.” “How are you feeling?” “When was the last time you slept?” “You look like shit.” “Have you been eating enough?” “Here, let me help you.” “Why are you limping?” “You’re really pale…” “Did you just go throw up?” “Why aren’t you eating?” “______? You’re bleeding…really bad.” “That looks infected.” “Why didn’t you tell me earlier?!” “I told you you’d get sick.” “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Wake up–you were hyperventilating, are you okay?” “It was just a dream, you’re alright.” “Look at me–you’re safe.” “Take a deep breath.” “Are you bleeding?!” “How’d you get a bruise like that?” “What happened?” “Let me help you!” “Can you hear me?” “You hit your head pretty hard.” “Don’t move.” “I know it hurts, I’m sorry.” “Breathe.”
ring-rang-rong .
Cue a small humorless smile as Rung removed his glasses and proceeded to polish them, even thought they didn’t need it. He remembered that particular incident just after Overlord’s rampage, and bringing Rodimus down from his subsequent rage.
A sigh. “Thank you. I appreciate your time, and, well… I’m glad you agree. About the resignation, that is. Megatron didn’t quite see things the same way.”
❛ hey, guy’s just a little terse. probably better than me at times, but he’s still got that SELF JUSTIFICATION complex going on. ❜
not to say that the captain didn’t. (he did) and his tone of voice proves that a little more, though rodimus has considered the sporadic on-and-off moments of nothing and absence as a sort of REVELATION ------ just not in the cheesy way. when you’re bad at things and you’ve wronged people then you’re probably better off leaving. or asking, though maybe that philosophy was a little wrong, if not vaguely hypocritical. but rodimus likes to think of himself, as of lately, as an analytical thinker. and hell, if rung ever figures out how to bold and italicise the line between malpractise and psychological treatment, then maybe he’d make a good RETURNING THERAPIST.
❛ ---------- not to say that i’m like, WITHOUT FAULT or anything. just that owning up is better than throwing it where no-one else is gonna see. you’re just trying to help more than hurt, yeah? ❜
ring-rang-rong .
“It feels like I spend so much time thinking things over and not enough time doing. Froid really gave me a wakeup call, but I don’t know what to do, and it’s… it’s really bothering me. I just -” A cough. “..S-sorry. Nevermind.”
❛ no, you can keep going. i don’t care. like, if you can sit around and tell me how i actually feel after i completely tear apart a room, then i’m pretty sure i can LISTEN about your resignation --------- which is the best choice, by the way. and i don’t mean that in the BAD WAY. ❜
solivigante .
black hands clasped together, the swordsmech glad that he hadn’t needed to further sway the captains agreeance, much less beg for the chance to educate the crew. ❛ great ! i don’t want to push when i can, but it’d be great whenever i have off time, you know how magnus can get with reports. specially if they’re not handed in on the ‘ due date. ‘ ❜ drift wasn’t blind to the others hinted assumption either, it wasn’t secret that the red and gold speedster was outgoing to a fault sometimes. but he could hardly hold it against the mech though, and would more than likely take time out to better coach the wayward leader.
❛ so anytime you think is good. ❜
❛ i’d go with RIGHT NOW for some. ❜
but right now is a bad time. a lot of times, in hindsight, at bad times. the first ideas that pop into mind are during the MOVIE NIGHTS. which everyone but him attends, though that was only because he had awful taste. he would have liked to give drift a coherent response, but right now the joke seems like a good enough filler while he thinks things over. rodimus waves his hand in that yeah, off-time is good sort of way ; leaning back in his seat, half propping his feet up on the desk.
❛ just make an announcement when you’re gonna do it, honestly. just try to match the biggest downtime period though, yeah? ❜
@martyriou
frustration boils over him; hands clenching and unclenching in slow but defining succession, and rodimus’ expression is skewed into a mask of exasperation that would hopefully be mistaken for how TIRED he was. he is tired in the genuine sort of way, of course ------ optimus had acknowledged that since the start of this conversation, but the former MATRIX BEARER sat in conversation with the other in an almost grotesque, sickish way. overly aware of how he spoke, far too considerate of his tone. inappropriately IMPULSIVE for someone trying to be so careful with what he’d assumed was already a mostly ruined image. that was all based on assumption, of course, but in spite of everything the lost light’s captain had never been that forwardly empathetic.
❛ ------ well. the thing about doing that though, is that i’ve been trying to do ALL of those things. for like, always. ❜
umm don’t reblog my threads wtf :-/
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❛ CAPTAIN doesn’t equal ACCOUNTABLE FOR EVERYTHING. ❜
@ring-rang-rong
❛ i think, maybe, you should -- --- i don’t know, think it over a little more, yeah? i’m probably the last person to be taking advice from, but it’s better than nothing. ❜
tbh i lost some of my threads so if u could like this if i owe you / u just want a starter thatd b great
boy buddy i really wanna do some like,,,,, character developing threads u know.
point1p .
✎—;; Of course the enforcer had seen Rodimus walk in and out of the office several times. At least two or three of those instances were caught by a brief lapsus on his behalf. He hadn’t noticed his posture had hardly shifted throughout every one of the captain’s little scoutings, much less how much time had transpired between each. However he found himself having that servo raised so uncomfortably close to his face and a frown curved the edges of those lips downwards. Ah yes, Rodimus’ blatant disregard for responsibilities and personal space shone through yet again. It wasn’t as if the entire crew ( sans a select few as per norm ) were unable to maintain their own duties in check for more than a breem. And the enforcer obviously felt obligated to pick up the pieces every single time something went wrong. Which on that Primus forsaken ship happened with alarming regularity.
“If everyone did their paperwork, then I wouldn’t have to spend a near solar cycle addressing the issue myself now, would I?” The response came out unexpectedly terse. Magnus supposed Rodimus’ posture was which irked him. His audials barely registered the concern in the Captain’s voice, though a quick glance at the timer revealed the exaggerated claim was not nearly as outlandish as he’d attempted to make it seem. He really had lost track of time.
❛ then i’ll take your place. you go do whatever you find peaceful, while i do everyone’s paperwork. ❜
to further this offer, rodimus walks behind the other’s desk, the weight of himself lying entirely on the chair that magnus is sitting in, his posture gesturing and impatient to get this over with. he wouldn’t genuinely do any paperwork, of course. his attention span is limited to things that last two minutes and remain at least two inches in front of his pedes. paperwork fills out the second requirement, but unless signing a name twice was all that had to be done, the captain’s mind would be drifting elsewhere immediately. but the stern tone of his second’s voice passes by him completely, and so dos his pisspoor track record of being ‘ CONSISTENTLY EFFICIENT.
rodimus prods insistently at the other’s shoulder (though this was more of a shove, since you couldn’t budge magnus even lightly without some added force), just waiting for the other to agree with him. he’s completely right, anyway. it’s been hours. a lot of what’s there isn’t even that important. so-on and so-on. what kind of paperwork for people on a ship blacklisted by the galactic council and countless other ‘peace-keeping’ organisations did they even have, anyway?
logcrrhea .
♫|;; in all honesty, the whole ordeal has been pretty sparse in mentioning between everyone involved. though, swerve DID want to talk about what happened; he wanted to be reassured that they made the right choice in finding him. but no one had really mentioned it to him–not even SKIDS. so having his (CO ) captain crouching in his bar after hours and posing that question came to a bit of surprise that was met with a dimming visor and a small shrug,
’ yeah, i’m ALIVE, but i get the sense that you are meaning more than just that.’ the minibot responded as he looked up with an expression losing any hints of cheerfulness that he usually carried himself with in the presence of others. however, he DID have appreciation radiating from his EM field in subtle waves.
who wouldn’t be appreciative of someone going through the trouble to ask if you were okay when most preferred ignoring you? ESPECIALLY after ‘swearth’. so, rodimus was doing something right when he opted to staying behind to speak with the bartender. but SWERVE felt guilty too; he didn’t mean to worry anyone. he just didn’t want to be a bother or burden to anyone and he still doesn’t. maybe that’s another reason as to why rung wanted him start therapy. but, the minibot hasn’t given the psychoanalyst an answer to it. it would only manage to make him feel even more guilt and he didn’t know if he could handle anymore.
’–i guess i am.’
❛ can i get an answer that isn’t a guess? ❜
to relieve the growing pressure at the forefront of his head. to trepan into the skull and let the complications of these circumstances flow out like the inconvenience they are. but, mostly for a bit of CLOSURE on rodimus’ part. the slap of hands together and a director’s announcement of yes, we’re done. we’re done with this part; swerve is okay and while rodimus definitely will be stepping into the bar for conversation with the ship’s metallurgist a little more frequently, part of the captain wants to recommend visits to rung, but rodimus is entirely selfaware of how patronising and alienating that is; kind smile on the psychotherapist’s face or none (how many times had it been suggested to himself after the minor tantrums he couldn’t help, anyway?)
yellow servos fold over one another, the joints of rodimus’ fingers sharp as he tries to study the other’s visored face for more clues. but swerve’s mouthed has turned into a thin, unsure line, and the captain doesn’t have it in him to decide whether or not that was GOOD or BAD. ❛you don’t have to, but y’know. i wanna make sure.❜
i have like only 10 rodimus icons so if someone could send me a link to a Lot of pictures of him then i’d rly appreciate it,,,, maybe give u a cool edit or something in return
