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Another Sunday, come and gone.

A pity.

{ @venthiding }

He has arranged everything just so; the fine, expensive crystal flutes, the charred, smoking corpse in the corner, the tablecloth thrown over the smoking corpse, the luxurious decanter of ludicrously priced sparkling engex…

Tarn more or less lifts Skids into his seat before easing the blindfold off of him, servos hovering uncertainly by the outlier’s faceplate.

“I’d hoped you would join me for the evening.”

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Skids tilted his helm, golden optics blinking curiously at the mech. Was it wise to allow himself to be blindfolded and taken to possible enemy lines? No, not at all.

However, he still considered this potential recruitment.

He’s that gay, leave him alone and let him be wooed.

And immediately, he’s taken aback by the intricacy of the set up. Tarn had really put some thought into this.

“... wow, how can I say no?”

WAIT IS THAT A CORPSE-

#;; ic #erranttyranny

Skids is feeling wistful today.

He’s not sure why.

c:

tfp skids.

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#rung why do you call me out like this

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#;; skids #;; tarn

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send “bleeding out” for a starter where your muse is bleeding out and mine has to help them. add “reverse” for the roles to be switched!

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❝ And the sea as deep as her eyes, and the moon never forgets the tide. To the waves longing to belong… and the ocean never forgets it’s song… …and the ocean never forgets it’s song… ❞

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“I will never love you.” (broken-tactician)

“Well goddamn,” Skids muttered, casting his gaze to the sky. Primus give him strength.

“You’re definitely not a walk in the park either, so let’s just stay cool. You’re a cop. Find a way out of it.”

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broken-tactician‌:

The black and white flinched, cycled a vent. “I’m afraid I can’t.” he responded finally, stiffly. “It was ordered from above my command status. Apparently it’s hoped I’ll be more… sociable.”

Another long vent, doors angling back down to more of a drooping position. “…My apologies. I’m used to… being disliked.” But he was willing to try, at least, to get to know the other.

“So. They ordered you to marry someone you barely know. To be more sociable,” Skids replied, deadpan. He sounds very unimpressed.

“Instead of - I don’t know - having you go to a party or something. They just throw you in the deep end.”

#brokentactician #;; arranged marriage AU

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“I will never love you.” (broken-tactician)

“Well goddamn,” Skids muttered, casting his gaze to the sky. Primus give him strength.

“You’re definitely not a walk in the park either, so let’s just stay cool. You’re a cop. Find a way out of it.”

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broken-tactician‌:

“You don’t understand.” Prowl responded, doors drawing up into a tense ‘V’ before relaxing. “My tactical net routes and regulates all emotional input and output. Even if I feel something, the chances of it showing are limited, and if they are, it will be muted. I am not a drone, however much it might seem to you I am, and I resent being insulted.”

A pause. “If being bonded to me is seemingly so unpleasant, I will attempt to minimize our interactions.”

“Prowl, hate to say it- but you were the one who went on the attack first. You were the one who told me you’d never love me. Which if it’s true, fine. But it’s still rude to say.”

Skids shrugged lightly.

“Never said you were a drone. You were the one to bring it up. And I’m not sayin’ you should change how you express yourself. I’m just sayin’, if you truly do not see yourself loving me- or even liking me- then you are a cop. You have the power to void this. I don’t.”

#brokentactician #;; arranged marriage AU

parismemes

CARING FOR STUBBORN MUSES. for when the person you’re trying to care for insists they don’t need your help.

“at least let me clean the wound!” “you’ll be even worse off if you don’t let me bandage this.” “i really think you need to see a doctor.” “i made you some soup, and i’m going to sit here until you eat it. i can wait.” “your feelings matter too! i can’t help you if i don’t even know what’s making you upset!” “..i’m here if you need anything, okay?” “stop trying to push yourself! you can’t do this on your own!” “listen, i know you don’t want to, but.. maybe you should rest for a while. you’re not going to get anywhere like this.” “i’ll make you a deal: i’ll just get you some bandages, and nothing else, and you stop making a fuss over it.” “how long has it last been since you slept?” “have you even been taking your medicine?” “i know you think you have to get through this by yourself, but you have people here to help you.” “let me take care of you, for once.” “you’re gonna hurt yourself even more if you do stupid things like that!” “i hate to break it to you, but you’re not supposed to do any strenuous physical activity for the next couple weeks, and if i have to personally make sure you don’t every waking hour of the day then i’m fully prepared to do that.” “it’s okay to cry in front of me, you know. you don’t have to carry this alone.” “stop trying to act like you’re not bleeding out in front of me!! this is serious!” “listen, asshole. i’m gonna carry you home whether you like it or not. you’re not in any condition to get there yourself.” “oh my god, why didn’t you tell me it was this bad?!”

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