#deceitfulcharmer

[decepticondoubleagent]

A Special Mission

New Kaon on the rim of the galaxy, the Decepticons capital world. The planet was hardly deserving of it's title, small, pathetic... and only temporary. They would reclaim the home the Autobots had taken from them, they would conquer Cybertron. Shockwave strode down the corridors of the Decepticon command central with purpose, the sound of his steps far quieter than one would expect from a mech of his size. Lord Megatron wanted to speak with him. Alone. That meant whatever this was about was of great importance and might well require a degree of secrecy.

Having reached the chamber where his leader was awaiting him he entered without hesitation and as the door automatically closed behind him Shockwave greeted Megatron with a small bow. "My Liege" His tone was respectful, if not a little revering. "You wished to see me?"

@deceitfulcharmer

[autobotmedic]

💎 // TFA

appearance ratings

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"5/10 for Earth mode. 2.5/10 for original."

[lockedandgrey]

@deceitfulcharmer:

( x )

⚔—;; Upon hearing an unexpected voice, the war god turned slightly to see its cause. It was small, and appeared wary in his presence. Good. It was smart.

　　 “And who might that be?” he asked, moving closer to the other for a better look.

　　 Not many other deities socialised with him – no thanks to his less-than-positive reputation for violence – and those who did certainly hadn’t mentioned any offspring. Perhaps that was with good reason, but no matter; he had no murderous intent for the moment.

Arany’s one visible eye tracked Militiades as he moved closer, her body tensed--but she didn’t run.  Yet nor did she venture out from behind the pillar; if anything, she seemed to shrink behind it even more, claws digging gouges where they gripped the stone.

“The Deceiver,” she said at length. “I saw you with him.”

[starsarescreamiing-blog]

@deceitfulcharmer

Oh look, it’s Megatron’s creation day.

[evilsciencebros]

deceitfulcharmer replied to your post “Would you trade your ability to feel any emotion for power?”

[like the feelings for Megatron and Cyclonus? :3c]

“I have no feelings for My Lord or fellow colleague beyond professional admiration...and utter loathing.”

[his-lost-horn]

Ⓐ!

Send me Ⓐ and my muse will rate yours

ATTRACTIVENESS:

repulsive ― hideous ― ugly ― not attractive ― unappealing ― not unattractive ― meh ― no preference ― ok ― mildly attractive ― nice looking ― cute ― adorable ― attractive ― pleasant on the eyes ― good looking ― hot ― sexy ― beautiful ― gorgeous ― hot damn ― would tap that ― perfect ― godlike ― holy fuck there are no words

PERSONALITY:

grating ― irritating ― frustrating ― boring ― confusing at best ― awkward ― unreasonable ― psychotic ― disturbing ― interesting ― engaging ― affectionate ― aggressive ― ambitious ― anxious ― artistic ― bad tempered ― bossy ― charismatic ― appealing ― unappealing ― creative ― courageous ― dependable ― unreliable ― unpredictable ― predictable ― devious ― dim ― extroverted ― introverted ― egotistical ― gregarious ― fabulous ― impulsive ― intelligent ― sympathetic ― talkative ― up beat ― peaceful ― calming ― badass ― flexible

HOW LIKELY THEY WOULD BE TO HAVE SEX WITH THEM:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending ― fuck no! ― never ― no way ― not likely ― not sure ― indifferent ― i’m asexual ― maybe ― probably ― it depends ― fairly likely ― likely ― yeah sure ― yes ― would tap that ― hell yes ― fuck yes! ― wishing that could happen right now ― as many times as possible ― we are already having sex

LEVEL OF FRIENDSHIP:

never in a million years ― worst of enemies ― enemies ― rivals ― indifferent ― neutral ― acquaintance ― friendly toward each other ― casual friends ― friends ― good friends ― best friends ― fuck buddies ― bosom buddies ― practically the same person ― would die for them ― true friends ― my only friend

FIRST IMPRESSION OF THEM:

i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them

CURRENT IMPRESSION OF THEM:

i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them

HOW GOOD OF A KISSER:

worst kisser ever ― terrible ― bad ― awkward ― just okay ― alright ― pretty good ― good ― makes me moan ― excellent ― exciting ― oh god they’re good ― i dream about it ― fucking amazing ― absolute perfection ― we haven’t kissed

[valorsparked-a]

               crumbling disposition. snapped spunk , damaged ego. broken child. the engergon that dripped down chin components blotted into dusty ground , optics blinking in slow motion. knees collided with ground , shaking his entire frame , reigniting the pain into his frame. a soft grunt. involuntary. shuddering fans && rebooting systems fought against the open wound upon his abdomen , a slow moving energon leak from busted tubing. towering , unbelievably LARGE frames cast shadows over a diminutive frame. doorwings pinned against his back , arms painfully angled against his back ( two different servos belonging to the decepticons LUGNUT && BLITZWING ) && smokescreen cringed softly.

              a new presence. he reeked of RAW POWER , of instilled fear. an all but pleasant aura , one accompanied by every version of a certain decepticon warlord. smokescreen , however , radiated undeniable fear , && even pain caused by battle prior to his capture. the young mech before megatron was barely considered an adult , && to some , not even CLOSE. && so , smokey allowed his dome to avert , crest lowered , tip pointed straight up at the ‘con. refusing to look at the other. knees spread far enough to allow the mech to rest upon the heels of his pedes , the autobot waited. blistering silence. all he identified was the pulse of his own upbeat spark.         //      @deceitfulcharmer​     ♡ ‘d.

[quantumlogician]

“I never regret anything," said Megatron — @deceitfulcharmer

" Nothing at all? " Perched up on the corner of the command table, Starscream's claws curled securely over the edge with his jet-heels tucked up on the underside. He leans towards his left, wings in an idle flutter, weight managed on his palm and bent elbow.

" Hrm, well, I guess you don't usually prefer such asperse adjectives. Allow me to re-phrase it more appropriately: if you could do anything again — better — with the wisdom you have now, would you? "