And he shall rise from the eternal seas

Listening to Starscream about Cybertron culture, there was a clear look of interest on her face. She didn't take her eyes off him. 'I had no idea you had religion. I thought you would be a culture around evolution, because, you know, upgrades,' she shrugged. 'But, it's interesting. And, I never knew that about you. All I know is that you're the Air Commander. Like, the Air Commander.' She smiled, but that faded with the question.

"Some people believe in the god of creation, Primus. I don't believe in it, it was created by the rich elite to control the masses. A convenient lie to use as an excuse for control. Takes a politician to know the tactics being used..." He hummed at that- "That's how it was supposed to be. But most people in power are narcissists and don't want to give people a reason to overthrow them. But it also inevitably leads to population unrest, and then revolution."

He seemed to think about that response. "I think you answered that question yourself then. I accept the apology."

"Much better~!" He sipped from the straw as loud as he could. And Starscream grumbled- "I do not want Warp to know those details. He's going to mock the both of us."

"Oh no no no. I'll just mock you, Screamer. Bumblebot is fiiiine." The purple seeker grinned. "So! Is he fun? Is he stuck up? Does h-" "Skywarp!"

"..." And then Warp whispered- "His stuff has to be soooo fancy. Right?"

"I can still hear you."

"Oh and your door wings! You keep moving them in a horny way. Sooooo- it's just clear that you two are a thing and are fragging. You're practically screaming it."

Starscream sighed and hid his face in a servo.

"Vossian wine?! You're a short stack! How are you even going to survive this?!"

"He's had it before."

"Oh this is about to be fun!"

Warp smirked at the both of them. "Wine is more Screamer's thing- but sure I'll have some." He reached for the glass as it was presented and took the first sip. "Naaah. I was bored, actually. Nothing much to do with peace and stuff. " He shrugged. "You're really expressive, uh? I never noticed that during the war. Or is it just because you're excited to see me?" Starscream shot him a glare. "What?! He's fair game! You said-"

"He's mine." Starscream finally said.

Warp crossed his arms with an amused smile, oh how he adored to mess with his former commander. "AHA! I was wondering when you'd admit it. So- Bumblebot, how is it like interfacing with him?"

Starscream spat out his sip of wine and started having a coughing fit.

"I think some alone time later sounds like a good idea." Starscream said with a smile. He motioned to the bartender, which was starring at Bumblebee for a little too long for his liking. "A glass of vossian wine for me."

He glanced over the yellow bot- "While you order I'll message the other seekers." He took a moment to send a text-based communication to both Thundercracker and Skywarp.

And then suddenly- VOP

"Screeeeamer~"

"Wait- I thought they removed your warp drive."

"It's been repaired recently." Skywarp paused, smirking in a cocky fashion at Bee- "Well well well, you and the Bumblebot uh?"

"I don't know what you're insinuating."

Skywarp gave him a look that basically said - I don't believe you. And then he sat himself on Bee's other side. Which, Starscream didn't seem too pleased with.

i know, i know. everyone and their mother has probably done this already. but it would not be in my good conscience as a sleep token themed blog to not do this. so here's a rp meme post with lyrics from Sleep Token's Take Me Back To Eden. ( adjust phrasing, pronouns, and gender titles as you see fit! )

pt 1 | pt 2

remember to specify for multimuses!

do you wish that you loved me?

is there something you give that you will never receive in return? do you know what it is?

are you trying to live like everything is a lesson to learn?

can you ever forgive? (yourself)

and my reflection just won't smile back at me likе i know it should

and i would turn into a stranger in an instant if i could

and there is somеthing eating me alive, i don’t know what it is

maybe not that you conceal your feelings, they just don't exist

do you ever believe that we can turn into different people?

it's getting harder to be myself

it’s been so long that i'm forgetting what it feels like

but i'd rather not remind myself and leave it all behind

and i've tried so hard to fix it all but nothing seems to help

but i cannot hope to give you what i cannot give myself

for so long, i have waited, so long that i almost became just a stoic statue, fit for nobody

and i don't wanna get in your way

but i finally think i can say that the vicious cycle was over the moment you smiled at me

and just like the rain you cast the dust into nothing and wash out the salt from my hands

so touch me again, i feel my shadow dissolving

will you cleanse me with pleasure?

up like the moon and out like the hounds

i'm coiled up like the venomous serpent

tangled in your trance and i'm certain you have got your hooks in me

and i know, i know the way that it goes, you get what you give, you reap what you sow

and i can see you in my fate

and i know, i know i am what i am, the mouth of the wolf, the eyes of the lamb

so darling, will you saturate?

but no one told me not to breathe and now the weightlessness recedes

my, my, those eyes like fire

i'm a winged insect, you're a funeral pyre

come now, bite through these wires

i'm a waking hell and thе gods grow tired

reset my patiеnt violence along both lines of a pathway higher

grow back your sharpest teeth, you know my desire

i will travel far beyond the path of reason

take me back to eden

well, yeah, i spit blood when i wake up

room feels like a meat freezer i dangle in like cold cuts

missed calls, answer phones from people i just don't trust

but i'll take a pound of your flesh before you take a piece of my paystub

i need you to see me for what i have become

i guess it goes to show, does it not? that we've no idea what we've got until we lose it

and no amount of love will keep it around if we don't choose it

and i don't know what's got its teeth in me but i'm about to bite back in anger

no amount of self-sought fury will bring back the glory of innocence

just run it back, give me five whole minutes

i am thick tar on the inside burning

i've got a ghost in the hallway grinning and a heavy head that won't stop turning

if my fate is a bad collision, and if my mind is an open highway, give me the twilight two-way vision, give me one last ride on a sunset sky lane

call me when you get the chance, i can feel the walls around me closing in

yet in reverse you are all my symmetry, a parallel i would lay my life on

so if your wings won't find you heaven i will bring it down like an ancient bygone

do you remember me when the rain gathers?

and do you still believe that nothing else matters?

for me it's still the autumn leaves

these ancient canopies that we used to lay beneath

no, by now the night belongs to you

this bough has broken through, i must be someone new

the whites of your eyes turn black in the lowlight

in turning divine, we tangle endlessly, like lovers entwined

i know for the last time, you will not be mine

roleplay starters inspired by slow burn love — lingering glances, almost-touches, and feelings that simmer for months before finally spilling over

LONGING IN THE LITTLE MOMENTS

soft looks, subtle shifts, that ache of wanting more but not daring to reach

“Why do you always look away right when I catch your eyes?”

“You keep brushing my hand. Accidentally… right?”

“You don’t have to leave yet. Stay—just a few more minutes.”

“Why does being around you feel… different?”

“I notice the way you soften around me. Even when you try not to.”

ACCIDENTAL INTIMACY

hands brushing, falling asleep near each other, warmth passed back and forth

“You’re freezing—come here. It’s just body heat… nothing else.”

“You can lean on me if you’re tired. I wouldn't mind.”

“Hold still, you’ve got something in your hair—just let me…”

“Didn’t mean to fall asleep on you, but… I didn’t want to move.”

“I like it when you stand close. Even if you pretend you don’t notice.”

DENIAL THAT’S OBVIOUS TO EVERYONE ELSE

everyone sees it except the two falling in love

“Why does everyone keep asking if we’re together? We’re not… right?”

“No, I wasn’t staring. I was… observing. For reasons.”

“We’re just friends. Totally normal friends who… talk every night?”

“Why does it bother you when I flirt with other people?”

“We’re close. But not that close. Unless… you want to be?”

RISING TENSION, UNKEPT DISTANCE

the space between you shrinking, breath catching, lips almost touching

“You keep stepping closer. Are you doing that on purpose?”

“Tell me to back up. If you don’t, I won’t.”

“You can’t look at me like that and expect me to think straight.”

“If you touch me again, I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop myself.”

“We’re either about to kiss or make the world’s worst decision.”

LATE NIGHTS THAT LEAD TO CONFESSIONS

quiet rooms, tired voices, guards slipping

“I shouldn’t say this, but… I feel safer with you than anyone else.”

“You’re the first person I think about in the morning. And the last at night.”

“I don’t know when it happened, but you’ve become… important.”

“Why do I only tell you the things I’m scared to say out loud?”

“Stay up with me. I don’t want this feeling to fade yet.”

FEAR OF RUINING EVERYTHING

the hesitation, the trembling, the hope

“If I told you the truth… would it ruin us?”

“I’m scared of losing what we already have.”

“I care about you too much to risk it unless you feel the same.”

“Don’t lie—there’s something between us. You feel it too.”

“Tell me you don’t want me, and I’ll pretend none of this happened.”

FINALLY CROSSING THE LINE

the moment where holding back isn’t possible anymore

“Come here. I can’t pretend I don’t want you anymore.”

“I’ve been waiting for you to make the first move.”

“If we’re doing this… don’t pull away.”

“I’ve wanted to kiss you for months.”

“Tell me this isn’t just one moment. Tell me we’re choosing each other.”

Alexis quickly shut herself to listen to Starscream. She had no idea about any of Cybertron's history outside of the war. It's all anyone seemed to talk about. 'Functionalist era?' She repeated. 'Is that like the Industrial Revolution we had?' When technology and inventions just sky-rocketed humanity into a new age. 'I had no idea the Decepticons went to war with each other.' Yet she shouldn't be surprised.

"Ah- well... When the Senate ruled us, they said that it was a god's will that the frames we were born with would dictate our function in society. We had no choice regarding caste. I was privileged.... and with that privilege came no merits. I was handed everything I ever wanted, it never satisfied me, and I felt terrible for my constituents whom had it worst than me. I had wished for the longest time that everyone would have the same opportunities. I hated that my success was a handout based on how I was built.... It was unfair and by consequent, meant nothing...." He sighed, talking about it was never easy.

But the next question took him aback a bit. He pressed his lips in a thin line and there was a moment of silence. "If you bled, and fought alongside brethren. Celebrated, almost died, cried with one another- would you miss them?" He answered with a question, however, it revealed a lot about how he felt about the two other seekers.

⠀ ' you say i'm everything * i would have been if i hadn't become * mad . yet where i come from i * am seen as a madmech . '

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⠀ ( his helm tilts to the side as he reveals such . with realization comes actions society does not like . no matter where you are . )

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⠀ ' not everybody sees the same value in things . and that's okay . i'm fine with being * different if it means not having to live the way society forces me to . '

"I know all about society forcing one into a role... it's never ideal. I'm glad you see it that way too. Existence as you are has always been an act of resistance- in some way... Decepticons know this intimately. It's why we rose to power. It's why I financed the war."

By embezzling his taxpayers, but- that's a detail he didn't talk about very often unless it was with his initial soldiers and team members. He had a lot of answer for when it came to all his previous mistakes.

For the time of being, Starscream was reminiscing about Cybertron's golden age. He seemed to be often caught in his own mind with what ifs and was full of regrets regarding what had happened. Which, was notable by the way he paused to think about moments of the past. Or with the tone he used when describing these events, or talking about all the harm his Megatron had done. There was a lot to unpack- and he wasn't even diving in the core issue.

"Sorry- I... I think about all this often and looking at you has me remembering some details. I don't mean to compare you so much. What I am trying to say is that this is a nice change of pace...?"

'Ah, there he is,' she laughed. 'I can finally drop the act. It's been a while, Starscream.' Once, yes, but she remembered him. Hard to forget any Cybertronian you come across. Alexis won't lie; it was good to see him again. Hopefully, he'll stay a little longer. 'You don't look that old. Have you been okay, otherwise?'

The name of another Decepticon caught her attention.

"I'm not as old as other mechs, but... I was functioning during the so called functionalist era. Before the war that is. In fact, the Decepticon war would've never happened if it wasn't from me and my financing..."

He said, reminiscing on the the whole situation. "Thundercracker and Skywarp were the first soldiers under my command. We used to be close, but... with everything that had happened, there has been a wedge between the three of us. I've been trying to do better."