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havoc transformers prime oc written by mal

[srtkid]

    NEEDING SOME LEGIT THREADS W THIS BOI

[lillinapoc]

Expression sheet commission for mal, her character Havoc.

[srtkid]

    REBLOG ( or like ) if you’d be interested in writing with an ANGSTY & full of RAGE spitfire boyo that is just trying to figure himself out!!!!! 

[rpxmusings]

                                                              YOU’RE  A  FIGHTER                                                  ALL THE WAY DOWN TO YOUR CORE                                 AND   N O T H I N G    IN THE WORLD COULD   K I L L   YOU

            ( ( (   EXCEPT TO KNOW THAT EVERYTHING YOU’RE FIGHTING FOR IS WRONG   ) ) )

[srtkid]

    REBLOG ( or like ) if you’d be interested in writing with an ANGSTY & full of RAGE spitfire boyo that is just trying to figure himself out!!!!! 

[srtkid]

           -----   ❝  i never felt so low. but i love the               way i look, yeah, with this bloody nose.                                 look how many hits it took ya.' ❞

           « designed by @eliteniinja & revamped + colored by @lillinapoc   »

[heathyn]

[musingmeme-blog]

random starters from  “ undertale ”  pt.  1

001.   ❛  legends say that those who climb the mountain never return  .  ❜

002.   ❛  i can’t go to hell   ,   i’m all out of vacation days  .    ❜

003.   ❛ take care of yourself   ,   kid   .  ❜

004.   ❛  i don’t need friends  ,  i have knives  .  ❜

005.   ❛  it’s a beautiful day outside  .  ❜

006.  ❛   i know what you did  !    ❜

007.   ❛   someone oughta teach you how things work around here  !    ❜

008.   ❛   you have to try to be happy  ,  okay  ?    ❜

009.   ❛   let’s get those bones to shaking  !  ❜

010.   ❛  that’s the trashcan   —–    feel free to visit it anytime   !  ❜

011.   ❛   tra la la  .   .   .  ❜

012.   ❛   that’s a wonderful idea  ! ❜

013.   ❛   do you think we could at least be friends again  ?  ❜

014.   ❛   together  ,  we eradicated the enemy  ,  ❜

015.   ❛   ohhhh   ,   yeeeess    !  ❜

016.   ❛   we are officially screwed every which way from sunday with whipped cream  .  ❜

017.   ❛   I’M PILING ON THE SMOOCHES  ! ❜

018.   ❛   don’t kill and don’t be killed  ,  alright  ?  ❜

019.   ❛   quick  !  behind that conveniently  –  shaped lamp  !  ❜

020.   ❛   i’m only nineteen years old and i’ve already wasted my entire life  .  ❜

021.   ❛   i really should’ve killed you when i had the chance  .  ❜

022.   ❛  i’m gonna stay inside and watch anime like a total loser  !   ❜

023.   ❛   it doesn’t matter what it is  ,  you care about it  .  ❜

024.   ❛   in this world  ,  it’s kill or be killed  .  ❜

025.   ❛   geeettttttt dunked on!!!  ❜

026.   ❛  i like to lie on the floor and feel like garbage  .  ❜

027.   ❛   you’re a wimpy loser with a big heart  !  ❜

028.   ❛   prove to me that you are strong enough to survive  .  ❜

029.   ❛   welcome to my special hell  .  ❜

030.   ❛   you really are an idiot  .  ❜

031.   ❛   now stand still while I murder you  !  ❜

032.   ❛   who needs arms with legs like these  ?!   ❜

033.   ❛   if you take another step forward  .  .  .  you are really not going to like what happens next  .  ❜

034.   ❛   you’re gonna have a bad time  .  ❜

035.   ❛   knock ‘em dead, darling  !  ❜

036.   ❛   would you two just smooch already  !?  ❜

037.   ❛   first of all  ,  you’re a freakin’ weirdo  !  ❜

038.   ❛   i t’s time for everyone to go home  .  ❜

039.   ❛   look  , i gave up trying to go back a long time ago  .  ❜

040.   ❛   it’ll suck and then you’ll die a lot  .  ❜

041.   ❛   you’re going to have to try a little harder than that  !  ❜

042.   ❛  put a little more backbone into it  !   ❜

043.   ❛   all I know is seeing what comes next  .  .  .  i just can’t afford not to care anymore  .  ❜

044.   ❛   you look horrible  .  ❜

045.   ❛   where are the knives  ?  ❜

046.   ❛   is this really the right time for a snack  ?  ❜

047.   ❛   what   ,  you think i’m just gonna stand there and take it  ?!  ❜

048.   ❛   i was afraid that i might  .  .  .  not come back  .  ❜

049.   ❛   being friends with everyone is easy  !  ❜

050.   ❛   stay determined  .  ❜

[srtkid]

♛ lord megatron.

Oh, if he had only a single cube of energon for every time that a lowly soldier had claimed such things, Megatron may have considered himself a very rich mech. Standing silently as the child attempted to speak for his actions, as though mere escape from a dying planet somehow bought him mercy, there was little change in the tyrant’s stance or features; the show, as powerful as Havoc may have felt from it, was far from impressive.

“I take it I am supposed to be humbled by your encounters,” came his dry, deadpan reply, his optics half-shuttering to observe the other. “Unfortunately for you and your hopeful spark, I am not.” At that point, he released the grounder to allow him to drop to the ground.

It was likely to hurt.

However, Megatron did not depart, despite his processor’s pleas to give it something thoughtful to focus on. This one, as foolish as it had been, seemed to show some promise: a survivor, above all, and seemingly dedicated to whatever remained of the Decepticon cause. As he had reminded himself earlier, there was little left in regards to a functional, successful Decepticon army–beggars could not be choosers.

A pity this one was not larger.

“Fortunately for you, I would say that your services may still be required–if you can prove your mettle, that is,” he said carefully. “This is an alien world, Havoc.” The name was spoken as though it, too, was a weapon. “While the locals are pitiful in terms of defense, they rarely waver when it comes to standing their ground. And, frustratingly enough, the Autobots seem to have taken to these creatures as a sort of guardian force. I need someone I can count on to aid in the extermination of humanity’s so-called “protectors”: the war is not over until I say it is.”

Kneeling down, he grabbed the young mech’s chin roughly, holding his gaze. “Do you still believe that you can be counted on?”

          it was quite apparent that the lord of darkness was no longer tolerant of his impetuous behavior. that unyielding stare simmered with rugged judgement && raw power. it radiated off of the warlord without remorse , an unrelenting void that shifted the earth && stars. even as fear simmered his spark , his SOUL , respect for the mech out ruled all else. even as his unsuspecting frame crumpled to the ground before lord megatron’s pedes. the soft grunt was an understatement of how that felt-- humiliated && damn near defeated , optics trained on the ground as he gathered himself to almost a KNEELING position. 

             words stung , even for a decepticon. havoc was so YOUNG , perhaps it was merely a matter of time. a youthful soul throbbed with the failure to impress the only cybertronian that mattered to him in this universe anymore... he nearly missed half of what megatron’s lecture entailed. that may of been the reasoning for the abrupt snatch of his chin , optics flashing orange like a constable light. contact with their optics was something he did not excel in when it came to bots of MEGATRON’S stature. unwillingly did his lower lip component wobble in defeat , fear continuing to throb against every part of his being. 

           ❛ y- yes sir.  ❜   he allowed fear && RESPECT to be revealed && he blinked , optics darting to the side even as he still held him. this boy ONLY reacted this way to his master , && not to anyone else.

[burnedoutsuggestions]

oh,  my  little  non-believer you’re my favorite heathen

[fightersuggestion]

why should i resolve things peacefully when i can fucking punch you in the face

[srtkid]

♛ lord megatron.

Megatron leered at the smaller form, far from impressed by such antics. There was a particular level of respect that he demanded from all Decepticons, a balance that told they knew who held the power, but that they would not grovel at his pedes if the opportunity presented itself. From this one, he could sense weakness. 

There was already plenty of that within his ranks.

“So, allow me to understand your thought process,” the tyrant replied, vocals icy and calculated; he knew how to play this game. “You find yourself on an alien world, surrounded by the unknown, believing that danger could show itself at any turn. When presented with this fact, your first choice is to go speeding across the land as though you’ve only just been allowed a transformation cog for the first time in your life. …Curious.”

It was then that he chose to lean down, grabbing onto the mech between his door wings. His claws sank in, though not enough for there to be lasting damage, before pulling them up in the air to hang in front of his faceplates. Blazing red optics seared into the orange ones before him, and a low growl rumbled from his chassis. “In other words, you chose to draw as much attention to yourself as possible, endangering not only yourself, but potentially any others of our kind that could have been around. It sounds to me that you are quite the fool… and I have plenty of fools among my soldiers already. Why should I allow another into the fold, hmm?”

Between accidents and skirmishes with the Autobots, Megatron knew full well that his numbers were dwindling: less than one hundred Vehicons and Eradicons remained, and if the odds kept swaying away from his favor, that number would shrink exponentially. He was not about to let someone with a shred of competency slip away. “What is your designation, boy?”

                      as baritone vocals rattled against the empty air , havoc remained where he bowed , listening to perhaps death ITSELF. born of destruction && a follower of the chaos bringer himself --- there was not much room for empathy or forgiveness. cringing at the ground as his lord pointed out each && every one of his actions && saying he was  A FOOL. he was weak , perhaps-- but not in a fight. he fought DIRTY , without remorse. like the scum that murdered his creators. without saying a word , havoc felt the abrupt movement && blinked a few times before the digits gouged ( softly ) into his metal mesh. a disgruntled noise grunted from his vocalizer. frag did that not feel good. 

                        orange optics reflected into crimson , the square figures swirling about the center of his optic , a sure sign of anxiety. clenching his jaw component , the youngling blinked while megatron’s remained a searing stare. at the next statement , the mechling allowed his gaze to wonder down in shame , realizing just how right he was.  before he could even answer the first unnerving question , he was asked his name. shifting slightly beneath talons , the charger lifted his gaze && allowed him eye contact for the second time.

            ❛  i am havoc.  ❜ came his voice , optic ridges furrowing in confidence ,  ❛ i crashed here in a statis pod after i escaped cybertron.  ❜   narrowed optics showed the memories that flowed throughout him ,  ❛ i may be foolish , but i am not stupid. i will fight for you && your honor as long as i’m online.  ❜   tipping his chin upwards , the boy dipped his dome down ,  ❛ i’ve lost count how many i’ve offlined. i’m no softspark , sir. it’s your decision to keep me. my purpose is to serve you. ❜  

[hanamiboshi]

[srtkid]

♛ lord megatron.

The grounder appeared to have noticed him, increasing in speed as they tore across the bleak Terran landscape below. Such antics were amusing, Megatron thought, for the other likely believed that they could either escape, or stand against him in a fight. And in both cases, they would be sorely mistaken.

His sensors scanned the smaller form as it shifted to Root, skidding to a halt in a cloud of dust and rock. Praxian, from the looks of the frame, but there was nothing about them that indicated an alliance with the Prime’s army. Their stance indicated some level of hesitation, an uncertainty in either what was to come, or in how to respond to the sight of the Decepticon warlord barreling down on their location, fusion cannon poised to fire. Yet he could see no visible weapons, and no intention to pull one and fire. How curious.

‘How foolish you are to trust that I would not end your life in a fraction of a klik.’

Atop his alt mode a heavy fusion cannon glowed, humming to life as a single charged blast was fired in the other’s direction. Megatron transformed soon after, landing with a loud “THUD” that shook the ground where he now stood, rising to his full, imposing height. He eyed the other with slight indignation, waiting for some sort of retaliation.

“You draw more attention than you know what to do with,” came his cold, calculated words. “If I did not know any better, I would almost think you came here with a death wish. Now… you’re no Autobot, are you? I doubt that Optimus Prime would allow any of his beloved children to act so boldly outside his presence.”

             he wasn’t slowing down.

             it wasn’t a rarity that the boy felt the familiar ebb of unbridled fear. without anyone to guide him in his journey of development as not only a youthful being , but a DECEPTICON.. everything terrified the young one from deep down. lubricant rose in his optics to clear the dust from the blast-- he had flinched , hard , ducking his helm to shield his sensitive optics from any ailment that could occur. his spark pulse elevated as the THUD! made itself known. optics flickered open , the bot hadn’t realize he crouched slightly in a feared response. instinct. awaiting the dust to clear , havoc then stared up.. && up... && up. the youngling wasn’t too far away from megatron , merely coming up to the warlord’s waist component.

               tangerine , square like opticals rotated around the center of his actual eye , focusing on what exactly was before him. shock. disbelief. FEAR. but most of all , admiration. all of the words spoken made his circuits tense in fear && the want to fix his wrong-- havoc didn’t know where he was , if he would survive , find his own kind.. it would seem primus himself was watching over him. havoc unhinged his jaw to attempt a response , optics holding awe within them but unable to project that fully. so , without further foolish gawking , the young soldier dipped his helm.

                his right knee hit the dirt , his helm completely dipping into his chest while his left arm wrapped about his chassis. his doorwings were submissive , but the sun gleamed upon them , && the decepticon emblem was clear as day. he bowed to his master for the first time , without words at first. silence for a moment. he did not rise.

                     ❛    forgive me , my lord. i don’t know where i am , or if i could find the reason i was guided to this... planet. i was wrong.   ❜  without meeting his optics , the young one hesitated ,   ❛   it would be a cold day in the PITS before i reasoned with ANY autobot , much less optimus prime. i belong to YOU.  if you’ll have me.   ❜    eye contact was not a specialty of his , as anxiety churned in every ounce of his being. 

[rarerpmemes]

𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝   𝚝𝚘   𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕   —   𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛   𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜.

taken   from   the   broadway   musical.   feel   free   to   change   the   pronouns   as  needed!   ( tw:   mental   illness,   grief,   self-harm,   drug   use,   suicide,  cursing. )

‘ it’s 4 in the morning, is everything ok? ‘

‘ you need to slow down. take some time for yourself. ‘

‘ great, thanks, i’m so glad i know that. ‘

‘ some days i think i’m dying. ‘

‘ it’s just another day. ‘

‘ it only hurts when i breathe. ‘

‘ we’re the perfect loving family. ‘

‘ mozart was crazy. ‘

‘ everything else goes away. ‘

‘ without a little lift, the ballerina falls. ‘

‘ use may be fatal. ‘

‘ love is blind. ‘

‘ love is insane. ‘

‘ i don’t feel anything. ‘

‘ our planet is poison. ‘

‘ this planet is pretty much broken beyond all repair. ‘

‘ i could be perfect for you. ‘

‘ we can be the one thing in this world that won’t hurt. ‘

‘ this is crazy. ‘

‘ i miss the pain. ‘

‘ nothing’s real. ‘

‘ i miss the mountains. ‘

‘ i miss my life. ‘

‘ it’s gonna be good. ‘

‘ do i look great? i am! ‘

‘ he’s not here. ‘

‘ do you dream or do you grieve? ‘

‘ this is fucked. ‘

‘ i know you’re hurting. i am too. ‘

‘ do you wake up in the morning and need help to lift your head? ‘

‘ do you know what it’s like to die alive? ‘

‘ you say that you’re hurting, it sure doesn’t show. ‘

‘ can you tell me what it is you’re afraid of? ‘

‘ can i touch you? ‘

‘ look at me. ‘

‘ tell me who to be. ‘

‘ you just don’t know who i am. ‘

‘ i love you as much as i can. ‘

‘ i am mystery. ‘

‘ i’m alive. ‘

‘ i’ll hurt you. i’ll heal you. ‘

‘ i’m the perfect stranger who knows you too well. ‘

‘ catch me, i’m falling. ‘

‘ you know what the problem with classical is? it’s so rigid, structured, you have to play the notes on the page. there’s no room for improvisation. ‘

‘ there’s a world where we can be free. ‘

‘ i could never be alone. ‘

‘ didn’t i see this movie? ‘

‘ you’re kidding, right? that’s bullshit. ‘

‘ our house was a home long ago. ‘

‘ i can’t get through this on my own. ‘

‘ wish i were here. ‘

‘ you don’t remember any of this? ‘

‘ i couldn’t give a flying fuck what’s normal. ‘

‘ we haven’t had a normal day in years. ‘

‘ you remind me of me, and how fucked up i can be. ‘

‘ why would you want to remember the things that hurt you? ‘

‘ i am more than memory. ‘

‘ what happens if the cut, the burn, the break was never in my brain, or in my blood, but in my soul? ‘

‘ medicine isn’t perfect, but it’s what we have. ‘

‘ i’m dancing with death, i suppose. ‘

‘ things will get better, you’ll see. ‘

‘ we tried to give you a normal life. i realize now, i have no clue what that is. ‘

‘ something next to normal would be okay. ‘

‘ we’ll get by. ‘

‘ am i crazy? ‘

‘ i might end up crazy. ‘

‘ i am the one who loved you. ‘

‘ there will be light. ‘

[srtkid]

♛ megatron.

Smoke billowed from the end of his fusion cannon, still held aloft after a pathetic firefight. Deep red optics lay fixated on a crumpled heap of metal only a few paces away, its paint slowly fading to a dismal shade of gray. Yet another Vehicon somehow unable to follow orders, choosing instead to pilpher from his personal reserve of dark energon. How had the drone even acquired it, he wondered; Soundwave would have to provide quite the detailed report for not noticing the theft sooner.

“Let this be a lesson to all of you,” Megatron growled. The troops before him stood tall, obedient. Just as they should. “You take what you are given and nothing more—your allegiance is to me. Next time I will not be as merciful.”

He turned then, glancing from the gathering of soldiers to their most recent haul of energon and back. “Should any of you know how or why your comrade decided to take up a life of treachery, do share the information—it may not win you any reward, but it will prevent such unfortunate losses in the future.” The Vehicons saluted, then moved to return to their duties.

To Megatron, it was an egregious act: they were independent drones, incapable of such independent acts of indulgence and selfishness. If one was able to push outside of its programming and attempt to gain power, would it be possible for more to do the same? It was an unsettling thought, one that the despot pushed to the back of his mind immediately. He would find the answer, and he would stamp out any sign of rebellion without a second thought.

Satisfied that his message had been made clear, he began to move towards the entrance of the mine, but paused after a few paces. The area was secluded, far from any human settlements or vehicles—it was this reason that the roar of engines nearby caught his attention. He frowned; Autobots? Had they found the dig site that quickly? A growl of frustration pooled in his chest, and he stepped back to transform, rushing into the air and off towards what he perceived was the source sound. And after a few moments, he spotted it: a ground-based vehicle, obnoxious in its design and paint scheme. As it was not one of his own, that could only mean one thing:

A new Autobot plaything.

Angling himself downward, the Decepticon commander changed course to intercept the vehicle.

          miles stretched across barren lands of waste, dirt && grit spiraling into diminutive tornadoes. midnight pearl war paint began to coat with the pesky partials , digging into his untouched frame. the hemi hadn’t seen much action , battles suppressed in the reaches of the boy’s processor. even so , havoc was ready to wreck what he was named of , without a doubt. ignorant notion was fueled by lies , && thus hatched unbridled anger for the autobots && what they stood for. && we things appeared , he had landed on a rock of a planet with no way out. panic had set in the bottom of his tanks , && the fear of the unknown creeped against his processor. there was no hope. at least, that’s what the youngling had assumed.

          the rays of the sun warmed sleek , ebony metal as the charger went across cracked asphalt. systems charged up to their normal capacity && everything was finally operational. as the hemi drove at neck breaking speed , havoc then found it necessary to attempt to reach out.

                   ❛    this is ha--   ❜    voice cut short as an obnoxiously loud sound jetted into his field of hearing , mirror moving to spot the offending flying object. engine hyped up , the young mech pushed himself as hard as he could go , although the aircraft did not falter a second.   ❛ what is that?! ❜ came his thought process , but as the decepticon neared closer , havoc came to a realization. that is no alien aircraft.

            that is cybertronian.

          the mechling was traveling at near two-hundred miles an hour when he transformed. the boy flipped once , digging his pedes into the dry earth. grazing the fast moving ground with his fingertips , the youngling finished his transformation as soon as he was rendered to a screeching halt. TO PUNISH && ENSLAVE. a mocking tune , for fear mostly , && because it sounded rather.. daunting. it was clearly etched into his paint , now hidden at the base of his thigh component. helm dipped toward the ground , the young mech flared his doorwings as if to stretch-- it was quite a while since he’d pushed his frame this far , && those other times had just been for FUN. magma reflected in his TANGERINE optics as he drew them upward , pinpointing the cybertronian ahead. not autobot.         DECEPTICON.

[srtkid]

         ——–    ♛   new beginnings .

           ashes fell like snow in july , innocence sparked beneath the bowels of war. && as war began , deceit became word of law && death soon followed. lies whispered without remorse && innocence believed in the word of someone he thought as family. but as war unraveled , those who brought him from a sparkling to a young mech perished to oblivion , or became lost in the sea of rust. nevertheless , innocence faded into independence full of a rage unlike any other. training , undercover , the young bot morphed into a killer of vengeance , using darkness && stealth as his ally. even so , all things must shift way , into another chapter of his life. sparked from lies , havoc got his name from his headstrong nature && unbridled attitude. 

          once the vessel was swarmed by enemy troops , they were forced into escape pods. stasis pods. && as such , was drawn to the nemesis. 

          guided to earth , the pod marked earth’s surface with brutality. trees uprooted , plants ripped apart && nature interrupted. insects surrounded the crash site , cellular devices drawn alike a weapon. screams emerged from hushed murmurs of curiosity && police sirens blared in the atmosphere. but the smoke && dust was not clear enough , && therefore , the ability to distinguish the source of the pod’s origin was yielded. its contents vanished before human eyes were set upon him , for they hadn’t made enough ground to see the cybertronian. merigold’s lubricated && cleaned to rid the grit from his optics as he overlooked the site , merely “ hiding “ to establish ground. what was this strange && unknown rock he now stood upon? 

                                     ❛      where the FRAG am i ?    ❜    murmured the youngling , narrowing optics to train upon the approaching commotion. blue lights flashed as they approached , && yet some did not sport them. a snicker overcame him in realization. stripped of the ability of other forms of transportation , && the unknown surrounding areas , his need to go incognito was overwhelming. lip components spread wide , && the bot settled upon a vehicle that looked pleasing to the eye. the DODGE CHARGER was then scanned , all systems going down as he did so , making sure to keep his “blacked out” look upon him. nearly giving away his location , the youth then threw himself back , transforming on the dirt clad surface of the planet && peeled out of there. havoc’s systems still hadn’t rebooted , therefore communications were down for the time being. the boy did not know where he was headed , all he knew was he was not hanging about there for any longer. he had to figure out what was going on.           //     @tyrannicc