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𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬

please link this post somewhere where people can see the original :-)

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blush— are you single, taken, crushing, or not interested? or is it complicated?

ballet slipper— with only one word, describe how you feel at this moment

rose quartz— what’s your love language (romantic or platonic)?

watermelon— have you ever had to reject anyone romantically? how did it go?

fuchsia— describe your personality in three words!

rose— do you believe in soulmates? why or why not?

coral— what’s something you’re passionate about?

carnation— how important are “looks” to you in a relationship?

blossom— would you get a tattoo? if so, what would it be of?

salmon— would you prefer a partner who is an introvert or an extrovert? why?

pastel pink— do you prefer to dress up and go out or stay in and relax?

bubblegum— how do you feel about your love life right now? are you happy with it?

champagne— what’s your favorite form of physical affection, if any at all?

hibiscus— what’s your favorite pet name, if any? why?

hot pink— what’s your favorite relationship trope?

flamingo— would you say you’re clingy in relationships and friendships?

cherry pink— when it comes to loved ones, are you openly affectionate or are you more reserved?

peach syrup— have you ever had an internet crush on a mutual on this app or another app?

pink magnolia— would you say that you develop crushes quickly?

#:: ask memes

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Jazz, Prowl, and Bee Commission for @derty-boi 💖

#I don't remember any of my tags #so suffer in silence #prowl would like to be pampered one day but he is a gremlin that hasn't seen the light of day in 20 years #so it is not likely

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He's been at his desk for the better part of six days. He hasn't gotten up once - getting called out to the battlefield doesn't count - and the last time he ate was about three days ago.

Prowl finally, finally gets up out of his chair to stretch, ignoring the sound of his back cracking multiple times, and then he blankly considers the reports on his desk again. Recharge, or stumble around and make an attempt to socialize and eat something that isn't rust sticks?

......or go outside and smoke.

#:: ic status #:: open for mutuals only #ye I'm back for prowl too

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Vibes on some desolate rooftop, perched at the very edge and smoking. Ratchet can't find him up here.

#:: ic status #how prowl got up there is anyones guess #he's a damn cat

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Send “refuse to move” for a starter where my muse is lying on the floor, refusing to get up.

send “floored” for your muse to lay on the floor, refusing to move. 

#:: rp memes #prowl done with the world laying on the floor:

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BODY HEADCANON QUESTIONS

how does your muse feel about their body?

if your muse could change one thing about their appearance, what would it be?

does your muse have any scars? if so, what is the most notable one?

has your muse ever gotten a tattoo? what tattoos would they potentially want?

does your muse wish they were a different height?

what process does your muse have for styling their hair?

does your muse have any physical problems?

how many bones has your muse broken?

does your muse have much muscle?

how easily does your muse bruise?

is your muse closer to tall and lanky or short and stocky?

#:: headcanon memes

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Quietly examines his claws. Hmm. He lets them slide back into blunt digits, than lets them slide out.

"I should keep these sharper..."

#:: ic status #yeets this out here #I need to write more for prowl #he's barely developed beyond asshole cat

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Stretches.

He grabs hold of the edge of his desk, claws shinking as they slide out, digging little holes in the metal, and arches his back as he stretches out the stiffness in his joints. The wires in his hips pull and twist, then relax. The plating along his spinal strut, just between his doorwings, flexes and bristles like a feline.

And then Prowl straightens up, flexes his wrists, retracts his claws, smooths down his plating, and sits down at his desk chair with a flick of his doorwings like nothing happened.

#:: ic status #nothing to see here #just prowl indulging himself with a nice long ass stretch #mutuals are welcome to peep him from the vents or security cams ;3

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gasps because what if........ baby, little sibling for springer.........

If asked, this bitlet was not planned, nor wanted. But those that were there, that witnessed the panic and the scrambling, the way Prowl held her with a grip so tight Tarantulas had to remind him to be gentle, those ones knew while Lumen was not planned, she was very much so wanted.

Neither of them carried her, at least at first - the constructicons had been working, laying out a foundation for yet another building on the recovering Cybertron, with Prowl supervising, as per usual, and they'd stumbled across a young hot spot - and they discovered it by digging up a tiny, far-too-young newspark. The ex-enforcer had panicked, because of course he had, and frantically called his old partner. She'd know what to do, his frazzled processor had helpfully supplied; they' had Springer together, after all.

The advice of "keep her inside" was literal. Because of course it was. But what choice had he had? It was either carry the tiny newspark the rest of the incubation period or...well, Prowl was many things but he wasn't about to let one of the first newsparks of the postwar world fizzle out because he was too chicken to be uncomfortable.

He didn't think he'd...be so in love with her. He'd started calling Tarantulas just to update her, eventually just visiting. Showing her the horrible attempts at making bitlet toys that the Constructicons were making, nursery plans. Eventually staying the night to ride out carrying pains and bicker about names.

Eventually just staying.

Neither are sure if the...events afterwards affected Lumen. The slowly developing affection had overtaken bitterness and worn away at the sickly feelings of discomfort between them. Prowl isn't sure when he started sharing a berth - the first night he fell asleep on Tarantulas's couch and was too heavy to be moved, or the first night the newspark beating against his own had become painful enough to cause worry - but he does know that it the first time the bitlet seemed to calm down and let him recharge.

Lumen's emergence was quiet, and Tarantulas recharges through the whole peaceful event. She wakes to an absence of warmth at her side, and to Prowl holding a tiny, all black spot of a bitlet, curled around her like a particularly large cat. He barely notices when she reaches to gentle his grip.

Lumen, of course, looks quite like her Carrier, but with six impossibly bright yellow optics, and curled claws that, as a tiny bitty, she had enjoyed comparing to Tarantulas's. Her plating stays mostly black, with soft purple accents and a pale white face and the most adorable little pout that had her Carrier wrapped around her little finger. Her alt mode comes as a surprise - she'd had no visible kibble as a tiny bitlet - but it becomes quite obvious when they turn around after mentioning bath time to find a tiny praying mantis skittering across the living room and into a vent.

Lumen grows to be tall and graceful, a bright spot of dark light as she chitters and sweeps through the room with a confidence neither Prowl nor Tarantulas could have taught her. She adores her brother, and often hangs over Springer's shoulders and whispers judgmental things to him from the safety of Way Up There.

And as far as she's concerned, even though she grew to be taller than both of her parents, Prowl is Mam, and Tarantulas is Mama, no matter how old she gets.

The Constructicons are all godsires and she thinks its funny as hell how they dug her up.

#noiizemaze #I GOT A LITTLE CARRIED AWAY #but I thought #there's no way these two would get close enough again for another baby #then thought #WHAT IF PANIC BABY #also im sorry tarantulas you got a cat #prowl did the cat thing of coming through the window and never left #long post #tw sparklings #under a readmore just for length #EDIT BECAUSE I FORGOT HER ALT MODE IS BASED ON THE DEVIL'S FLOWER MANTIS

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Send “Baby” And I will talk about a hypothetical kid from both our muses

This includes crack ships too!

#:: memes #>> #even if there is no ship and we've never talked #send one in #the beans that come from prowl would be little hellions #and fun to write about lmao

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Prowl, at a good...20 feet of height has suddenly decided that maybe he should consider heels.

#:: ic status #:: dash commentary #if smokescreen is taller than him and smokescreen is tiny what is he? #tfp prowl specifically

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PROWL HELP Am I going to die in 7 days from t-cog issues?

He's busy wiping off his desk give him a moment.

Honestly Smokescreen? Probably, if a medic told you that's what'll happen it will happen. Have you...have you tried to see if it...smells off?

He is barely holding on to his composure here he hasn't joined in a prank in so long -

#asksmokescreen #the one day this happens and prowl is in a mood to bamboozle his subordinates

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Was that Prowl almost immediately laughing so hard he just spat his java script out because he SWORE he didn't think that boy was THIS gullible -

#:: dash commentary #we'll hold a funeral in seven days for you

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There's just a long-suffering sigh from over the comms, but Prowl is secretly glad for a chance to avoid paperwork for once. He's been in here for days, sorting out Optimus's mess of reports - he's convinced that mech has never written a single damn coherent report in his life. Being able to focus on something that isn't a bunch of glyphs and words is a Primus sent break.

However, he does frown at Smokescreen for the placement of that box. Really? He's just. Going to move the box and reorganize that paperwork into a folder and away from potential harm, leaving the donut holes sitting in an empty space.

"Hello, Smokescreen. So, why'd you want to visit me out of all mechs?" There better not be trouble.

Prowl, wanna share a snack? I got us some donut holes!

He should say no he promised Ratchet no more unhealthy snacking and someone else pointed out that his frame is getting a bit heavy duty - oh what hell, he’s probably going to die by angry Decepticon any day now.

Yes, Smokescreen, donut holes sound wonderful. Shall he come to you or is his office fine?

#asksmokescreen #man being able to delete the ask part would be so neat #it would make moving things around so much easier

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Prowl, wanna share a snack? I got us some donut holes!

He should say no he promised Ratchet no more unhealthy snacking and someone else pointed out that his frame is getting a bit heavy duty - oh what hell, he's probably going to die by angry Decepticon any day now.

Yes, Smokescreen, donut holes sound wonderful. Shall he come to you or is his office fine?

#asksmokescreen #going to his office opens one up to lectures fair warning #am I perhaps running that one line from canon jazz about prowl's weight into the ground? yes #this is a cop that very much loves donuts and snacks so shh

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// someone completely unprompted mentioned Prowl playing an instrument like a guitar or violin or harp when he thinks he's alone because he needs smth to do with his hands when he's thinking/really deep in thought and I'm loving the idea, even though Prowl 100% doesn't ever put any time into hobbies or self care

Also, yay or nay, praxians with retractable claws?

#ooc #this is where my minds been at work #prowl and music and claws #but im always thinking about muses with snazzy wicked claws >>